"Wut?"I asked.

"Let's have a battle!" Dumbass pronounced as he placed his right hand on his hip and thrust out his pokeball.

"Wasn't that in your stomach…like…I dunno…thirty seconds ago?"

"Don't try to understand NUZLOCKE KNOWLEDGE! JUST FIGHT!" Oak screamed.

Dumbass threw his ball on the floor.

"Molotov!" He yelled.

I smacked my self in the face and looked at Dumbass. He smiled and flared his nostrils. The pokemon that was produced from the ball was a small orange lizard like thingy.

It raised its paws and yelled "CHARMANDAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA"

Which roughly translated to "PASTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA"

Great a retarded pokemon for a retarded trainer.

I sighed and looked down at Bulbasir. He looked back and gave a very helpful "Meh".

"Ok Fine." I answered.

Oak (Btw still buck ass naked.) threw a couple of crumpled dollar bills onto the ground. I followed suit. Dumbass did the same.

"Let's get this over with…"I deadpanned.

"Honk" Dumbass answered.

The Charmander stepped forward. Bulbasir followed suit. Dumbass prepared to say something, but before he could I grabbed his pokemon and punted it through a window like a football.

Dumbass chased after it, by diving out the window, making sure to yell "Smell Ya Later."

"Fucktard." I muttered.

"Goood Show! That was excellent pokemon battling, I just knew that intrusting you with that pokemon would lead to great things. Here take this."

Oak handed me a pamphlet. I looked at him, he was a mother fucking dumbass. He reached for the money, so I kicked him right in the dick.

That's when I noticed something shiny. Shiny things where good.

"This plot his horrible" commented Bulbasir.

"No body asked you!" A voice thundered from above. Bulbasir pissed himself. Damn straight.

"Master..." he chimed.

"SSSSSSSSSHHHHH there is something shiny over here!" I said as I reached a work table. Sitting on the table was an red slab box thingy that beeped. I picked it up and tossed it out the window.

"Nobody got time for that." I said.

Five pokeballs gleamed under the lamp light. I picked them up and shoved them into my pocket. An instruction manual sat next to them, I opened it up and read.

it said…"THROW THE GOD DAMN BALL AT A POKEMON... P.S.: FIGURE THINGS OUT YOURSELF DUMBASS."

"huh…well that's rude."

Bulbasir and I collected our money and kicked the old man a couple of times.

We stepped outside. The sunlight sparkled downwards. I smiled.

"What now master?" Bulbasir asked.

"uhhhhhhhh...hmmm"
I pulled out the pamphlet that professor Oak gave me.

"I suppose we do this" I said, showing him the paper.

"That looks fun..." he said nervously.

It Reads : ENTER IN THE UNDERGROUND POKEMON COCK FIGHT THING

Caution: Your pokemon may experience painful death...but it will be worth it...cause of money and stuff.

Sponsored by BRAWNDO (The MANLYEST DRINK IN THE UNIVERSE)


Bulbasir Lvl 6