Author's Note: hey guys, I'm not much of a writer, but I decided to go ahead and try writing a Pokémon story. No plot, no storyline, I'm not good at that sort of thing. This is moreover just a few Pokémon battle oneshots of Ash in the Unova region. Some of them consist of some battle strategies that Ash seemingly abandoned after he was done with previous journeys. This one in particular is not.

Disclaimer: don't own Pokémon. But feel free to sue me anyway.

EDIT: I finally figured out how to separate the Author's Note from the actual story. so I decided to go back and edit this as well as a few typos I noticed. Hooray.

Just another bright sunny day with our heroes traveling. Cilan, Iris, and Ash were just on their way to the next town.

"I can't wait to get to the next gym! I am so psyched!" Ash exclaimed.

"So Ash, what Pokémon are you using for your next gym?" Iris asked. She waited for the inevitable answer…

"Huh? Oh, well… umm… I actually haven't decided yet…" Ash trailed off, grinning sheepishly. Iris sighed.

"Ash, you are such a kid! Most would think that by now, that you would at least think about what you are going to do once you get there instead of just rushing there," Iris said. Ash frowned.

"Well I-" just then, Ash's stomach rumbled. "-need… something… to eat… eheheh," he grinned sheepishly. Iris rolled her eyes. Cilan spoke up.

"Well according to the map, there should be a meadow just up ahead. Why don't we go there and I'll go whip up something nice." Ash grinned.

"Sounds like a good idea to me! Come on guys, let's go!" As Ash ran off, Iris rolled her eyes and Cilan chuckled at his childish attitude. The followed him. As they reached the meadow, they saw Ash slumped against a tree, eyes half open, watching them.

"Ash, come on, help me set up the table while Cilan prepares the food!" Iris demanded. Ash groaned.

"Too… hungry… can't work on an empty stomach…" Iris gave an exasperated sigh.

"You are such a kid!" Ash opened his mouth, but before he could give an indignant response, something happened.

"HEY, YOU! GUY WITH THE PIKACHU!" the trio of traveling companions turned to see a boy who seemed to be around the age of ten running towards them, pokéball in hand.

"Hi, and who might you be?" Cilan greeted.

"The name's Alex. But that's not what I'm here for," the boy replied. Alex then turned back to Ash. "I came here to challenge you to a Pokémon battle!" Ash's eyes widened in excitement.

"You're on!"

"Ash! I thought you said you were too tired to do work!" Iris accused. Ash grinned as he replied.

"I am! But battling isn't work!" and with that, Ash ran into a more open part of the meadow where he wouldn't accidentally land an attack on the table. Iris sighed yet again.

"Such a kid!" She said yet again. Cilan chuckled.

"This should be interesting. Well, I'm done cooking," he said before calling out to the two eager battlers, "I'll be the referee!"

"Okay, one on one match between us. Sound good?" Alex proposed.

"Fine by me!" Ash agreed.

"The match between Ash and Alex will now commence. Trainers ready? Begin!"

"Go! Bouffalant!" the aforementioned Pokémon appeared in a bright flash of light in front of Alex.

"Bouffalant huh? Okay then, Scraggy, I choose you!" the youngest member of Ash's team appeared.

"Bouffalant, use Take Down!"

"Bouuffalllannt!" the buffalo Pokémon cried as it charged full force towards its target.

Everyone expected Ash to call for his Pokémon to dodge the attack. After all, Scraggy was too small to hold and endure the sheer bulk and raw power of a Pokémon like Bouffalant. But surprisingly, Ash just stood there, a confident smirk on his face.

"ASH, WHAT ARE YOU DOING? TELL SCRAGGY TO DODGE!" Iris screeched. Cilan, under the role of referee, couldn't say anything to help either side. Scraggy looked at his impending doom charging towards him, desperately straining his ear for a command from Ash. Scraggy had good enough reflexes to obey commands instantly, and knew he had to act as soon as he was told to. The seconds were ticking down.

3… that Bouffalant was getting awfully close…

2… still no reaction from Ash…

1… Everyone thought Scraggy was screwed… that is… all except for two… a certain red and white capped boy, and his electric mouse.

With only 5 inches before contact, Ash yelled, "SCRAGGY LEAN BACK NOW!"

Scraggy reacted instantly, leaning back in a matrix style fashion, passing between the Bouffalant's legs.

"High Jump Kick!" and with that, Scraggy used the momentum of leaning back from mere milliseconds before to bring up his legs and deliver a forceful kick to Bouffalant's gut. Instantly winded, Bouffalant stopped moving instantly, barely standing, trying to catch the breath that it lost.

"Scraggy, hold on to Bouffalant!" Scraggy wasn't about to stop obeying now, grabbing the winded buffalo and latching on to its underside.

All this happened in a span of 5 seconds, and everyone was left stunned, even Scraggy.

Alex recovered, and immediately screamed, "BOUFFALANT SHAKE THAT RUNT OFF!"

Bouffalant started bucking and running, snorting in determination, dead set on shaking the now terrified Scraggy off of its belly. Scraggy managed to hang on.

As this continued, it was becoming clear that Bouffalant was exerting far more energy than Scraggy was.

Alex had a frustrated look on his face. 'Come on, think Alex, think! You know how to do this!' Suddenly, it dawned on him, and he smacked his palm into his forehead for not thinking of it before.

"BOUFFALANT, CRUSH THAT BUG! BODY SLAM!"

Scraggy's, Cilan's, Iris', Axew's, and Pikachu's eyes widened. Ash immediately called out in response, "SCRAGGY, FOCUS BLAST!"

BAM!

Bouffalant's body hit the ground. Everyone, save for Alex and Ash, gasped.

Cilan hesitated, then he started to say, "Scraggy is unable to battle, Bouffalant wi-"

And was suddenly cut off by an explosion of blue energy coming from under Bouffalant threw the surprised beast into the air, and Scraggy stood up, bruised and scratched from the crushing weight of the Body Slam and the explosion of the Focus Blast.

Alex gasped. "WHAT?!" Ash merely grinned.

"Alright Scraggy! Now, Focus Blast towards the sun!" and under the questionable command, Scraggy fired. The unmastered Focus Blast started flying towards the sun, and suddenly changed course, falling back down onto the already falling Bouffalant from above. As Bouffalant sped towards the ground, Ash called out, "Scraggy, Sky Uppercut!" Scraggy jumped up, fist covered in a sky blue aura, and slammed it into afro-maned buffalo's jaw. Bouffalant continued to fall, with Scraggy now above it.

"Scraggy! HIGH JUMP KICK!"

Scraggy pulled up his pants-like skin as he came down on Bouffalant with one glowing red foot extended. Foot met stomach once again just as Bouffalant hit the ground, kicking up one massive dust cloud on impact.

"BOUFFALANT!" Alex cried.

Eyes flashed through the obscurity, and as Alex realized his Pokémon's condition, a devious grin was brought onto his face. "ALRIGHT THEN BOUFFALANT, MEGA KICK!"

"WHAT?!" everyone exclaimed, right before Scraggy shot out of the settling dust cloud, sailed through the air, and into the trunk of a tree.

"SCRAGGY!" Ash yelled.

Scraggy shakily stood up, though a fire could be seen lit in his eyes, determination filling the baby Pokémon. He glared at Bouffalant, who glared with just as much intensity back.

"ALRIGHT BOUFFALANT LET'S FINISH THIS! HEAD CHARGE!" panting heavily, Bouffablant let out a Battle cry, making a final confrontation to end the match and finally decide a winner.

Scraggy tensed up, ready to spring into action. Ash only waited until Bouffalant was three feet away from Scraggy before giving his final set of commands.

"Scraggy! Spin and dodge! Then finish it off with Headbutt!"

Scraggy twirled out of the way, Bouffalant barely grazing his arm, before turning around, pulling up his "pants," rearing his head back, and thrusting it forward. Right before contact, Scraggy's head glowed with a powerful blue aura, slamming into the exhausted Pokémon right before it crashed into the tree behind Scraggy. Bouffalant was sent flying one final time before landing halfway across the meadow, knocked out. Everyone gaped at the spectacle that they had just witnessed.

Cilan snapped out of it first, and as the referee, he declared, "Alex's Bouffalant is unable to battle! The winner is Ash and Scraggy!

"Alright Scraggy! Looks like you learned Zen Headbutt!" Ash cheered, running towards his drained Pokémon. Scraggy looked up at Ash, smiled weakly, and let out a quiet "Scrag…" before falling forward into Ash's arms. Fast asleep.

Ash smiled. "Sleep well, Scraggy. You deserve the rest."

"Return Bouffalant."

Alex then turned around, dejected. He sighed. "I was so sure I was going to win…" he trailed off.

Ash turned to face Alex. "Hey, that was a great battle. We should meet up again sometime."

Alex looked up, and smiled. "Yeah," he agreed, "we should."

Suddenly, Ash's stomach grumbled, effectively ruining the moment. Ash laughed sheepishly.

"Well, looks like I'm still hungry. Care to join us?"

Alex grinned. "Sure!"

Ash then spoke to all three of the people there. "Okay then… LAST ONE THERE IS A FLOPPING MAGIKARP!" And with those words, he dashed towards the food table.

"HEY, NO FAIR ASH! YOU DIDN'T GIVE US A-" Iris stopped speaking as she realized that Alex, and even the polite Cilan had run off, and she immediately made a mad dash for the table. "NOOOOT FAAAAAIIIIIIRRRRRRR!" she screamed.

Author's Note: well, that's the end of it. Feel free to review, flame, burn, sue, or murder me for that horribly written story.

And if any of you can spot the Pokémon reference in this story, you get an exploding chocolate pancake of blueberry bananas. Yes, I know, that was random. Do I care? Not in the slightest. XD.

Pokeperson1000, signing out.