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Buizeling One's Way Out

The Sun made the mirror-like surface of the lake sparkle and shine. The lake was very vast, and quite deep as well. The water was crystal clear itself, yet perfectly reflected the clear blue sky above on its surface.

At a spot in the lake, a Buizel burst out of the water and flipped up into the air, before splashing back down into the water. He came back to the surface and rested on his back, smiling in satisfaction as he slowly paddled himself backwards with his feet. He moved like this for a few feet, then turned himself over and dived back beneath the surface.

Underwater, Buizel swam gracefully and speedily, the lake bed moving fast under him. He twirled around as he shot through the water like a torpedo, his twin tails spinning like a propeller to propel him along. He twirled and sped through the water without a care in the world, lost in his own blissful thoughts. Then he struck something metallic and unyielding, head first.

The shock of it knocked the wind right out of him, which took the form of a veritable cloud of bubbles that quickly rose up to the surface. Buizel clutched at his throat and gagged a bit, and then quickly swam straight up to the surface. Once his head was above the water, he gulped in lung-fulls of air and steadied his breathing. He then gave a curious glance down into the water below, and looked across to see that he was close to the lake shore. With an inquisitive expression on his face, Buizel took another deep breath of air, filling his lungs with as much as he could, and then dived back down beneath the water.

Buizel swam down to look at what he had hit his head on. He looked quizzically at the long metal cylinder that stuck out from the nearly vertical lake wall. Cocking his head, Buizel swam close to the flat, circular wire screen that closed off the tube. The metal tube looked relatively new, and still quite shiny. It also had human writing on it as well.

Buizel got closer to the round screen, peering into the inner darkness of the tube. Then, a loud clanking sound caught Buizel's attention, causing him to move in closer to the screen. He suddenly noticed that his fur was waving a bit towards the opening of the tube. He then found himself pulled straight into the wire screen, spread eagled across the wire screen.

Eyes widened with surprise as he lay pinned against the screen by the pipe's suction, Buizel pushed hard against the screen with his paws and feet. He gave a forceful push, and briefly popped off of the screen, only to be sucked back in and held with the left half of his body forced against the screen. With frustration in his eyes, Buizel pushed hard against the flow with his left arm and leg, and gave a vigorous shove which once again made him pop off, only to be pulled back by the pipe again, this time on his right side. So, again, Buizel pushed himself off, and this time was briefly spun around and pulled in with his back to the screen.

Still holding on to his several minutes of air, Buizel furrowed his brow in concentration as he put all his strength in pushing himself away from the pipe's suction. Buizel arched his back off of the screen, extending his limbs as far as he could as his tails were still stuck against the screen. Then, right at the peak of his exertion, Buizel was snapped backwards into the screen, which spun around fast and sent Buizel straight into the pipe.

Buizel shot through the pipe like a missile, his heart pounding and his eyes wide as he was pulled along by the strong suction. He was pulled along sharp turns, up sudden bends, and down unexpected dips. After nearly a solid two minutes of zooming through the pipe, Buizel saw light ahead, which appeared to be an opening to the pipe line. Buizel's eyes lit up and he nodded his head eagerly as he approached the exit, then he stopped abruptly and without warning. Buizel blinked and looked around him, finally noticing that the pipe line had gotten narrower throughout his traveling, and that the section of pipe leading to the end was the narrowest. At that point, he was wedged tightly within the pipe.

Buizel wiggled his body vigorously as he tried to free himself. He kicked his feet and twirled his tails in an attempt to force himself forward, but he was unable to move an inch. His eyes bulged as he continued to hold his breath, and his eyes twitched in panic as he looked around fearfully. He felt the gentle current of the water flow across his back and stomach through the gaps his body still left in the pipe. This gave him an idea for a last ditch effort. Closing his eyes, Buizel filled his yellow flotation sac, making it as big as he could. The air filled sac completely closed off the pipe, and Buizel could already feel the pressure build up behind him. Then, just as his body began to shake as it began begging for air, the pressure behind Buizel reached it's height, and Buizel was forced out of the pipe as if he were shot out of a canon.

Buizel was shot into a large, bowl shaped reservoir at such high speeds that he slid right up the side of the curved wall and straight up into the air. Buizel used this opportunity to take several gulps of air, sighing in relief as he refilled his lungs. Then he looked down and gave a cry of fear as he fell straight back down, splashing back into the reservoir, and hitting the bottom, head first. His flotation sac filled instinctively, and his unconscious form floated back up to the surface.


A loud rumbling sound caused Buizel to wake up and open his eyes. He sat up quickly and turned to see a large human vehicle driving away from him on a nearby road next to the woods. Buizel touched the ground with his paws, and he felt rocks and sand. Buizel looked down on the ground, then turned to see the crystal clear lake a few feet away. Buizel leapt up to his feet and cheered. He ran towards the water, but froze a few inches away from it. He stared unblinkingly at the water, then he took a deep breath an inflated his flotation sac. Then he carefully wadded into the lake, allowing his sac to keep him afloat with his head above the water. With a sigh of relief, Buizel calmly paddled himself through the water, a look of peace and tranquility on his face.