Chapter IV: Rival Battle!
"So he's your... dad?" Brendan repeated uneasily, standing beside the fishing pool and still slightly damp from his earlier dip. She probably hoards the body parts of baby Pokemon under her bed. Suddenly the image of May laughing manically over a hog tied Mudkip became disturbingly real. "Yes silly, for the fifth time, he is my father." She laughed, teasingly adding; "you aren't intimidated by that are you? He wouldn't hurt a Butterfree." Except for science, Brendan thought sourly, smiling weakly at May. "I know what will cheer you up! Let's have a battle!"
"A battle?" Brendan blinked. "Ah, okay! Let's have a battle!" He grinned, jumping back and readying his poke-ball. May nodded, tossing around her poke-ball and not at all making Brendan feel inferior on the account of presentation. Nope, not at all. "Go Torchic!" The bird chirped, narrowing it's eyes in determination as Treecko stood confidently with it's yellow eyed glare focused on the orange bird. You realize how boring this is since they're like level five Pokemon right?
"Treecko, use pound!" The grass Pokemon leaped forward, swinging it's round fist at the bird who squawked in indignation. Hahaha, that could have so many double meanings! Frowning, he watched Treecko wince when the Torchic dug it's claws into him. It's name is Marijuana, the voice scoffed as if he were the one being an idiot. He refused to call it that, no matter how much the voice protested and groaned about him being a 'spoil sport'. The Torchic collapsed- FINALLY- and May's smile fell with her shoulders. "Awe, I wanted to dissect it!"
"Huh?" Whop, there it is. Told ya she was way too perfect.
"Didn't you hear me silly?" She giggled. "I said I hoped I would win." Ha, you got yourself a grade A sociopath, didn't you? Brendan smiled uneasily, passing off her comment as a slip of a tongue (you don't slip up with that) and accepted the Pokè she offered. "Uh, right."
"I'll see you back in Littleroot town!" She exclaimed, jumping the ledge and dashing towards Odale town. Brendan followed her, except his ankle made a sickening crunch and bent at an awkward ankle when he landed. Leaving him groaning on the ground. {Bleep}, don't you known only Pokemon have healthcare?
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