The Pokes at Oak's

Hey guys, Constipated Waffle here! This is my first story that I'm actually gonna write more than one paragraph for, so hopefully it doesn't suck too badly. Anyway, this is an AU version of the anime focusing on Javen, a much better trainer than Ash with way worse luck. Because the "Become a master" story is way overdone, though, I shall instead be writing about what really goes on between all the Pokémon left by him at Oak's lab. Hence the terrible name. Constructive criticism is welcomed and appreciated, and go ahead and flame, I always carry a Water-type.

Now that that's over with, let's start the fic!

Rhydon sighed as he watched his master depart to go whatever new region he was going to next. He knew his master loved to go to new regions and catch new Pokémon, but he didn't understand why his master didn't take along his old Pokémon to new regions. They could take it easy on the other trainers, sightsee, get more powerful and help their master become the Champion once and for all…

He got up and walked over to his closest friend, Venusaur, who was trying to woo the latest object of his affections- Torterra- to little avail.

"But come on, I'm the only male Grass-type Master has!" Venusaur pleaded.

"Look, Venusaur, you're a really nice guy-"she was cut off by Rhydon beginning to laugh uncontrollably.

Ten minutes later

After Rhydon finally passed out from lack of oxygen [rocks apparently can store a lot of oxygen in their lungs] Torterra resumed her conversation with Venusaur. "I just don't think we're meant for each other."

Venusaur began to mope and dramatically pine over his loss. "Oh, why must all love be unrequited!" he bemoaned dramatically, not realizing Torterra had already gone to go watch some battles. "Oh, Torterra, my love, one day you shall realize-"

He was cut off by Rhydon waking up and immediately bursting out in laughter again. "Venusaur-nice guy-oh, sometimes you people make me crack up."

Venusaur covered Rhydon in a Frenzy Plant and strategically positioned the vines to cut off Rhydon's speech. "I'm going to literally crack you up if you don't shut up," he growled.

"Mind if I sit with you guys?" Torterra asked as she entered the bleachers overseeing the battle field Professor Oak had built so they could keep their battling skills up.

"Sure," Gallade said, cutting off the frantic head shaking of his friend Absol. The nearly 700-pound tortoise sat down, causing the bleachers to start creaking.

"Why would you let her sit here? You know she breaks the bleachers every time!" Absol whispered frantically in Gallade's ear.

"I know, but do you want to be the one who tells the most powerful Pokémon here that she's fat?" Gallade whispered back. He looked behind him and saw the poles supporting the bleachers start to fail. "Alright…three," the poles started giving, "two," Absol jumped off, "one!" Gallade Teleported off the bleachers just as they fell, grabbing Arcanine, who was unlucky enough to be on the top, and set her down.

"…" Absol looked at Torterra, who smiled sheepishly as Feraligatr fell on her tree.

"…Whoops. Heh, sorry, guys," Torterra said, looking apologetically at Feraligatr, who climbed off the tree and pumped his fists in the air.

"Whoo! Again, again!" the daredevil alligator chanted, completely unaware that his friend Furret had fallen off his head and hurt his leg. Gallade rolled his eyes and picked up the bleachers with a Psychic, putting the broken pieces back together and reassembling them before fixing the poles and using them to support the bleachers.

Once he finished fixing the bleachers, he bent down and wiped his forehead, exhausted from using all his psychic power in one go. Absol came over and used his weird scythe-like growth to pat him on the back. "Y'know, most psychics can rebuild entire buildings without breaking a sweat," he teased.

Gallade looked at him with a glare. "You've forgotten I'm also part fighting. So I exert a lot more energy than most psychics."

Absol shrugged and replied, "I'd have thought that that would make you more durable."

"Trust me, it doesn't. Just ask any Medicham." At the word "Medicham", Absol backed away a bit. "Oh yeah, I forgot. You're scared of Medicham.

"I'm not scared, it's just-they're, I don't know, unnatural."

"You've faced down Kyogre and Groudon and had to summon Rayquaza, and you think Medicham are creepy?"

"Legendaries are cool, not unnatural. Medicham are-look at their pale faces and baggy clothes! It looks like a-like a human!"

"Oh, yes, because humans are so scary, aren't they?"

Somehow, during their conversation, they accidently left the field Professor Oak had assigned for Javen's Pokémon and entered a nearby forest. They continued on, completely unaware of their surroundings, until Gallade walked into a tree. "Ow! Hey, wait, there aren't any trees in the field," he said, looking around.

"Oh no! That means we're deep in the forest! WE'RE LOST, GALLADE! LOST!" Absol sputtered in fear.

"Calm down-CALM DOWN!" Gallade shouted, managing to restrain the worried wolf. "We're only five feet from the exit," he said, pointing backwards at the lab, which was in plain view from where Absol was standing. A concerned Blaziken was looking at Absol, who grinned back and gave him a scythe's up.

"He's fine! He's-he's fine, just a little disoriented!" Gallade shouted back. Blaziken nodded, but kept looking at the two.

"I'm fine!" Absol confirmed. Blaziken turned around, but kept looking at them until he was inside. Gallade turned around to talk to Absol

"Okay, what is up with you? You keep acting weird and making outbursts and stuff. What's wrong, man? Are you going insane? YOU'RE GOING INSANE, AREN'T YOU?"

"Dude, calm down!" Absol said, shaking Gallade off him. "We're both being affected by-something here."

"…You're right." Gallade said, shivering. "We'd better get back to the lab."

From the bushes, a mysterious figure nodded as the two walked back to the lab. "Arceus, master, the messages are being projected loud and clear. We can now project the messages without their companions hearing a word."

"Excellent," Arceus projected back from his chamber. "Begin phase two of Project D immediately."

"Understood." Then the mysterious figure ran off into the woods. "Cobalion, this is Xerneas. Activate the Dream Machine. Phase two is ready."