Thanks so much for any reviews, I never expected my silly crossover to get any attention at all. :') Also, if anyone has ideas for pokemon teams for anyone, I'm all ears.
Sollux had to refrain himself from laughing openly at Karkat as he made an impressively terrible entrance. He was almost twenty minutes late, no surprises there, and had almost killed Tavros when he arrived at his shoulder, bawling to everyone in his loudest voice. Glancing at the remaining pokeball made Sollux smirk that little bit harder; Karkat was going to go through the roof when he found out what was left. When his rival started to talk with Prof. Scratch, Sollux turned back to Aradia, who he was practicing the art of speaking with a minute earlier.
Gripped firmly in his hand was a pokeball, which contained a Treecko. Treecko was obviously the best starter. The Sburban region actually had no set starter Pokemon, mainly because there were no unique, native Pokemon there. It was just a jumble of all the Pokemon from other regions. But Prof. Scratch also wanted to keep people guessing, apparently. Last year's trainers had either a Feebas or a Magikarp.
"I knew Karkat wouldn't get up early enough," Sollux said smugly in his usual lisp, examining Aradia's half guilty, half amused expression. "I knew it."
"He wouldn't get up at all if I didn't wake him up," Aradia murmured, apparently transfixed by Karkat. "I had to throw three whole snowballs at his window before he woke up."
"Aw, you're joking? I would have loved to see that. Why didn't you just leave him?" Sollux smiled faintly, imagining Karkat's expression when he realised he had messed up, yet again.
"Because I, unlike you, have an emotion called 'compassion'," Aradia smiled lightly, still looking at Karkat, before Sollux snorted and shoved her shoulder. She staggered slightly, surprised for a few seconds, but then turned on him with a grin.
"Oh, don't play that game with me, Captor; I'll set Cyndaquil on you! Actually, I'll call him Dean."
"Dean? You have not named your Cyndaquil DEAN…"
"Oh but I have. Let's see if he agrees with it, hmm?" Aradia beamed as she tossed out her pokeball. With the normal flash of light, an excited Cyndaquil materialized, bouncing up and down happily and squealing his name. Unlike other Cyndaquil, this one had maroon back fur. Sollux wondered if this was some kind of sick joke for Prof. Scratch.
"Hello there, is Dean ok with you?" she asked, eyeing her Pokemon happily.
"Quiiiil!" he cried out, grinning at his new trainer in seeming acceptance.
"Scared yet?" Aradia turned to Sollux with a teasing grin as Dean continued to grin wildly and jump about.
"So you want to lose your first battle? Ok," Sollux responded coolly, tossing out his pokeball and releasing a bored-looking Treecko. All the stupid flashing lights would probably give him a migraine.
"Ohohoho, I'll make you bite those words," Aradia murmured under her breath.
"So," Sollux stared at his Treecko who eyed him back, summing up his new trainer. Like Dean, the Treecko had strange colours. In his case, his usually dark green tail was murky yellow. "You're good with just Treecko?"
In response, the lizard-like Pokemon looked quite disgusted and muttered something which made Dean look quite offended.
"Ok, if this is a battle, use-" Sollux started to look up and get into the fight, fists clenched and a smile etched into his tanned face. But he was then cut off by Aradia. How fucking rude.
"Dean! Use leer…! While going in for a tackle!" she faltered slightly, obviously thinking fast on what to do. Dean responded with a shrill battle-cry and flared up his back, before charging forwards, starting to frown and get more serious. Somehow, he locked gazes with Treecko and looked positively terrifying, despite having no visible eyes and being as cute as any other starter Pokemon. Treecko, however, was made of stronger stuff than that. He easily bounded quickly to the side and left Dean skidding across the pristine white floor with a small cry. Time to get this battle started, thought Sollux with a grin.
"Treecko, use pound!" he called to Treecko who responded with a grunt. He remembered hearing that Treecko could use pound at a low level of training on some TV program. The green lizard-like Pokemon narrowed his bright yellow eyes and leaped towards Dean, who had stopped skidding and had jerkily looked up to the oncoming figure with a just audible murmur or 'cyyyn…'.
"Dean, quick, use tackle!" Aradia intervened, stepping forwards with her fists clenched and a wide smile brightening up her face. Dean frowned and, with his stubby back legs, jumped up to meet Treecko with a surprisingly strong tackle. The Cyndaquil slammed into Treecko's chest with a 'whump', which was shortly followed by an annoyed, pained grunt as the two pokemon tore through the air. Sollux frowned and flicked his messy black fringe from his mismatched eyes in a single jagged movement. How could something with stupidly short legs jump so far? Two answers sprung to his mind: miracles and science. Both ideas came from two complete idiots and he pushed the thought from his head as both Dean and Treecko hit the ground. Flinching, Sollux let out a low, "Well, fuck…" as both Pokemon staggered to shaky feet and steadied themselves.
"Finish him with tackle!" cried out Aradia, a bit rattled at Dean's battered form.
"Take him on with pound!" countered Sollux, trying to ignore both Pokémon's struggles. With a faint cry, Dean started to charge towards Treecko who stood his ground. Unexpectedly, the charging Cyndaquil suddenly jumped to the side of Treecko, skidding slightly on the smooth floor, and tackled him from there with a small grunt. Surprised, Treecko let out a low growl of pain as Dean slammed into him in a blur of red and cream. Before they both hit that hard ground, Dean weakly jumped off and half landed, half collapsed onto the floor, leaving Treecko in an unmoving heap. As Aradia vigorously punched the air and let out a long "Yessss!", Sollux jogged towards Treecko and poked his shoulder.
"You ok?" he asked roughly, frowning at his Pokemon. Treecko looked up, looking highly embarrassed, and shoved away Sollux's hand, making him smile faintly.
"Hey, fuckass, you got beat by a girl!" came a horribly smug voice which could only come from one person.
"Fuck off Karkat," Sollux replied blandly, looking up to see him standing there like the jerk he was. "Got over your new pokemon then?"
Karkat's face instantly fell and he started scowling. Despite himself, Sollux started to smile smugly himself. He had obviously gained the upper hand. As he staggered to his feet, Sollux realised that their battle had attracted the others. Ugh. He fucking hated crowds.
Dave slouched against one of Prof. Scratch's strange, white machines, watching Sollux get owned by Aradia with a faint smile. One of the few things that he and Karkat agreed on was that Sollux was an ass and watching him get beaten was wonderful. This was ruined somewhat when someone's hot breath sent a shiver down his spine as it swarmed around his neck. If Dave had not known Terezi for all his life, this would be alarming and he would lose his cool. "'Sup," he said simply, watching as Karkat stormed away from Sollux.
"Hey cool kid," breathed Terezi, obviously withdrawing her abnormally long tongue. "We should battle as well. I get all the money in your pockets if I win. You get all the money in my pockets if you win."
Dave could imagine her now, grinning like an idiot and wearing some eye-rape clothing. "You have no money," he replied simply. Terezi was as readable as a book.
"Don't miss a trick, do you? Not like Vriska," cackled Terezi as Dave turned around, resisting the urge to roll his eyes. She was wearing neon bright colours which would make his eyes water without shades and was grinning wildly. Just as of course she was wearing those stupid red glasses.
"We should battle anyway. Inspector Orangeclaw will destroy your pathetic Snivy!" Terezi continued, starting to grin even wider than usual.
"His name's Fluffy," responded Dave.
"Is that for irony?"
"No."
Terezi frowned at that. "I know its irony! You stink of it," she squinted, staring through his shades.
"You know me too well," Dave smirked, glancing away from the red eyes which were basically the same as his.
"So what about the battle? I'm serious!" Terezi leaned forwards, smiling manically again.
"Chill Terezi, we'll battle later. Fluffy needs training," Dave shrugged off Terezi's oncoming figure and whisked out the solitary pokeball from his belt. "Does Scratch want anything else or can we go?"
"We still need Pokedexs," Terezi responded, obviously annoyed at Dave's refusal to fight.
"Oh," Dave muttered, wondering why anyone needed Pokedexs anyway.
Equius found himself exasperated, once again, as his long time friend started charging at him with her newly gained Tepig. Again. And, once again, he simply reached a hand out to stop Nepeta's head from crashing into him and doing herself an injury. With a growling sound, Nepeta whacked her head into Equius' outstretched hand and yelped. Her Tepig, who she had fondly named Sir Francis Bacon, had closed his eyes and ran right past Equius, making snorting and squealing sounds.
"Grrrr, you're no fun!" she pouted, stepping backwards and rubbing her head through her skitty hat.
"Nepeta, you will cease this foolishness," Equius said firmly, dropping his arm back to its original position by his side. "Try to be composed. Just for while we are in Professor Scratch's lab at least."
"This isn't a formal occasion though…!" Nepeta exclaimed, frowning at Equius' stern face.
"Yes it is. Now, please," he growled as Prof. Scratch walked purposefully towards them. "Act…controlled."
"Hello, Equius, Nepeta," said Prof. Scratch, a good foot smaller than Equius who tried his best to not look down on him.
"The same to you, Professor." Replied Equius respectfully, starting to build up a sweat. Nepeta just smiled widely at the Professor.
"Now," he smiled lightly, handing over a Pokedex to both new trainers. "Pokedexs record Pokémon's data when they scan them. They are highly useful."
Nepeta took hers and instantly started examining every single bit of it.
"Thank you Professor," Equius said formally, nudging Nepeta meaningfully. Where were her manners?
"Yeah, thanks!" grinned Nepeta, much to Equius' despair.
"Here are some Pokeballs to help you on your way," the Professor continued, handing over three Pokeballs each. One of Nepeta's was a Quickball. "Nepeta, I am afraid I ran out of normal Pokeballs. A Quickball is most powerful when you try to catch a Pokemon as soon as you see it. It gets weaker as it goes through the battle."
"Cool!" Nepeta squeaked, shoving all of the Pokeballs into the pouches on her belt.
Prof. Scratch nodded in return and moved over to John, Vriska and Tavros.
"Alright, nooksuckers, get over here! This is important!" shouted Karkat, who was standing in the middle of the room. Equius sighed as Nepeta's smile became wider an she jogged towards Karkat eagerly. He felt like a brother to her, and it was plain to the eye that she had a huge crush on him. Equius had no idea why, Karkat always seemed so insolent despite his social status. He walked over anyway and stood next to Nepeta as the last people meandered over.
"Right, me and this Fuckass have a plan!" Karkat growled, motioning to John who smiled goofily. 'Fuckass' was affectionate for Karkat. "Because were friends, were going to travel in groups. Hopefully, three groups will come out of this mess."
Silence met his words, although one or two people looked surprised. Equius, for one, had expected Karkat to insist on going alone.
"Umm, can we, get to choose who we can go with?" Tavros stammered, biting his lip after speaking. Vriska scoffed at this.
"If Karkat tries to control that, I'm completely out," she said heatedly.
"Yeah, yeah, Shitstain, you can go with who you want but we should travel in three groups! Travelling all together would make me shove a knife down my protein chute!" Karkat snapped back, looking around. "So get into groups. Now."
The next few minutes was a confusion of arguing, fussing and movement for Equius. After a lot of barbed insults from Karkat, and a few disagreements, he found himself standing next to Nepeta, Feferi, Tavros and Jade. Dave, John, Karkat, Aradia, Sollux and Terezi were in another team, and Rose, Kanaya, Vriska, Eridan and Gamzee were in the last team.
"Right, you'll be travelling around in these teams for fuck knows how long," Karkat snarled over the chatter. "Everyone happy? Great, do whatever you want. My team, go say your heart-warming goodbyes to your family and meet at the exit out of this shithole. Got it?"
Equius turned to Nepeta who looked happy but slightly disappointed. Before he could ask what was wrong, Rose started to speak.
"Ok, the same as what Karkat said," she said calmly, clearly happy with the team she was travelling with. Soon, everyone had left the shiny white building and were walking back home in small groups. Equius walked back with Vriska who never seemed to shut up. It was going to be a long walk back.