Kalos Mineral Water

By Lord Agravane the Undead

Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon or the characters within.


OK, so this was bad. Very bad! In fact, it was not good at all.

Mars was sitting; head in hands as she imagined all kinds of horrible things. Jupiter was unable to sit still, so she was pacing back and forth like a clockwork mouse. Saturn was drinking from a bottle of mineral water that actually contained expensive gin from Kalos.

Mars checked her watch. Then she checked the clock on the wall. Then she pushed up Saturn's sleeve so she could check his watch.

"Hey, steady on," said Saturn as Mars nearly sloshed half of his gin...I mean mineral water down his jacket.

"It's 14:03," Mars said desperately. "He's been in there for over two hours! Why are they taking so long?"

Saturn chose his words carefully. "Mars, our Boss dropped half a ton of machinery on himself like the dozy tit he is. The doctors have got a lot to fix".

Mars's bottom lip began to quiver. Jupiter stopped pacing and stared at Saturn with big glassy eyes.

"Oh no, no! I didn't mean it like that!" said Saturn. "Don't cry...please don't cry!"

Mars and Jupiter simultaneously burst into tears.

"There there," said Saturn, hugging them both. "He's going to be fine, honestly!"

"What if he isn't fine?" Mars whimpered. "What if he...doesn't make it?"

Both girls cried harder.

"We won't have a Boss anymore!" Jupiter cried.

"Nobody will be there to tell us what to do!" Mars cried harder.

"Nobody to give us boring lectures that last for hours," Jupiter wailed.

"Jupiter, shut up, our Bosses' lectures are fascinating," Mars howled.

Saturn tried to free his arm to drink more gin...I mean mineral water. However, he couldn't reach it as his arms were full with hysterical Mars and Jupiter.

Suddenly, the door opened and a doctor who looked disturbingly like he could be M43's father peeped in.

"Ah, there you are," he said. "Would you like to come and see Mr Cyrus now?"

The three commanders gasped.

"He's...alive?" Mars said hopefully.

"Yes, of course," said the doctor. "Follow me and I will take you to him".

The girls scrambled up and rushed off after him. Saturn eyed up his bottle for a moment, glancing towards the waste paper bin. Was Cyrus likely to give them a lecture about the fascinating equipment that had been used to save his life?

Possibly!

Saturn took the bottle with him, screwing the cap back on.

Moments later, they entered the operating room, where they found Cyrus, sitting in a chair. Or at least they found Cyrus's head, attached to a mechanical robotic body.

Mars stood there frozen to the spot. Jupiter clasped her hands to her mouth. Saturn dropped his bottle of *cough* mineral water on the floor and it smashed into a million pieces.

"What do you think, Commanders?" Cyrus asked them. "I am a recipient of the first successful human head transplant ".

Mars and Jupiter screamed, then they rushed over to Cyrus, flung their arms round him and started crying again. Saturn just stood there, gaping like a...member of Team Galactic with his mouth open.

"Saturn, have you been drinking?" Cyrus asked. "I can smell gin".

"That's mineral water from Kalos," Saturn finally managed to say.

"AKA, gin," said Cyrus. He allowed himself to be sympathetic and put his arms around the girls.

"So Saturn, what do you think?" he asked.

Saturn rubbed his forehead. "Well, you always did have an affinity for machines!"

The End