A duel by any other calling

"Alright guys, you are going to see just how great of a cook I am!" "Alright." We find our friends in a park, with Max boasting about his cooking, and holding a wicker basket. "I spent hours working on these, but it will be worth it!" He opened up his basket to reveal a set of tiny cupcakes, about the size of someone's palm. "What are these?" Jason asked. "Poke Puffs! They're little snacks made just for- What are you doing?!" Jason had grabbed one of them and took a bite out of it. "Uh... you do know those are made for Pokemon only, right?" Tails asked. "Why should the Pokemon get all the good stuff?" he said, finishing the Pokemon treat." "So... we're gonna pretend that never happened, right?" Christian asked. "Right," everyone said. "Whatever, it was kinda okay anyways." Jason said. "Wha- I spent the whole night working on these!" "Well, let's test them on a professional eater, shall we?" Jason brought out his Vaporeon, and Max set out a dark blue Poke Puff in front of the water Eeveelution. Just before Vaporeon was about to take a bite, it started to float away! "Vapor!" the Pokemon cried, running after it. It stopped in front of a Pokemon that looked like it was made of cotton candy. "Uh... what is that?" Jason asked. "Oh, hi! I see you've met my Slurpuff," a girl with short blue hair said, coming over to the five. "Yeah, and it took our food!" Jacob said. "Well, what is this?" she asked. "I'm Miette," she said, winking at Jacob. "Whoa Blue, not interested!" he said, taking a step back and about to send out his Nidorino. "Oh, that's to bad." "Slur!" her Pokemon said, spitting out the Poke Puff. "Aww, what's wrong? Was that Poke Puff nasty? It must have been." "Hey, I made that!" Max snapped. "Well, you must not have done a very good job on it." "I spent all night working on them!" "Well, you didn't spend enough time, clearly." "For someone so short, you have a pretty mouth." Christian said. If you need reference, she's about the same size as Max, who is a head shorter than Jason. "Yeah, where are your Poke Puffs?" Tails snapped. "I don't have any right now, but I AM going to compete in, er, win, the Cooking Competition, where people from all over Kalos come to test there baking skills." "You should enter, Max," Jason said, using his head as an arm rest. (Like I said, short.) "I will!" he said, pushing Jason off of him. "Good luck, you'll need it!" Miette laughed. "Oh please, you'll be the one needing luck! I'm way better than you!" "Yeah, we'll see." she blew a kiss at Jacob, then walked away with her Slurpuff. "Ugh, I think I'm gonna be sick." Jacob groaned. "Come on, guys, we gotta get to work! I need berries to make Poke Puffs, so we need to hit the market!" "Oh, you don't want those," Jason said. "If you really want great taste, you gotta use fresh berries!" "How do you know?" Tails asked. "I just eat a lot of berries. Let's go!" he said, running into the woods. "Come on!" Jacob said, running after him. "Here we go again..." Christian moaned. "Weirdos. Whatever, I bet Miette is gonna beat them to the fruit!" Tails ran after the boys, and Max was left alone. "Great," he said, being the slowest runner. "Shup, shuppet!" "I know, I can wish they wouldn't be so fast, and Tails is the only one I can talk to, so I'm kinda screwed by myself.

"Hey, thanks for leaving me in the dust while you go and pick fruit! I got jumped by like, ten Pokemon, and I don't think Shuppet and Fennikin can take much more!" Max shouted at his friends when he found them. "Ah, shut up and and give them these! Just quit whining!" Jacob threw two Oran berries at him. "Whatever, how many did you pick?" "All together..." Jason said, counting on his fingers. "I'd say about 20." "Scatter, scatterbug!" "Twenty-five." "Okay, let me see... guys, this won't work, I need a lot of ONE berry, not a ton of mixed ones!" "Well, excuse me princess, but WE don't know all the ups and downs of baking!" Christian snapped. "Don't call me that!" Max yelled. "Princess, princess, princess!" "Both of you shut up!" Jacob yelled, and Max instinctively stopped talking. "Max, there aren't of one berry around here!" "Yeah, I kinda took care of that!" Miette mocked, with a basket full of leppa berries. "So sorry, but... not really." "Slur, puff!" "Oh, screw you," Jacob said, rolling his eyes. "Well, that wasn't nice!" "Will my Omega's Flash Cannon make it better?" Miette ran off quickly at that, spilling most of her berries. "Moron," Jacob said, picking up the discarded fruit. "Will this do, your all-knowingness?" "Yeah, these should work." "Great, let's hurry back before we have some real problems with wild Pokemon!"

Speaking of problems with wild Pokemon, it seems everybody's favorite trio, Team Rocket, where having troubles of there own. "I hate the boss made us drop chasing Pikachu!" James said, slamming his fists on his laptop. "Eight years down the drain, for some Glaceon!" "Yeah, we know, now help us!" Jessie yelled. "Some wild Pokemon got in, and Wobbufett is about to go down!" "Why did we bring that punching bag again?" James mocked, grabbing a Poke Ball. "Very funny, now help!" "Uh-huh." James ran in and threw a Poke Ball at one of the wild Pokemon, an Inkay is be exact. Jessie followed suit and tossed a Poke Ball at the other Pokemon, a Pumpkaboo. Both were caught instantly, and Meowth started to freak out at this new capture. "How did you two catch them like that?! It usually takes your forever to catch them, I swear you two have the best fu-" Whoa, Meowth, language! Let's get back to the others, shall we?

"Let the first round of the cooking competition begin! All chefs are only allowed one recipe, and only Poke Puffs! Begin!" Max had finally pooled together all the ingredients to make his Poke Puffs, and he was ready to start! "Alright, this is gonna be a team effort, okay? We all have an equal part in this!" He was telling his two Pokemon. "Let's go!" Shuppet started to pour in berries while Fennikin spilled flour into the bowl. "Well, I see you have some helpers yourself. Not going to be very useful." Miette laughed. "Twice the helpers, twice the productivity, twice as good. Basic math, not that you would know that," he snapped back as Fennikin pushed he glasses back upto the bridge of his nose. "Well, we can both agree they're doing awful," she said, pointing at three chefs who's oven had started smoking with her spoon. "Yeah, that can't end well for them. Thanks for the berries by the way." "You took them from me!" "You dropped them." "Because your friend threatened me with his... Omega!?" "Metagross." "Whatever! I picked them!" "Come over and take them if you want them." "But I'll get disqualified if I leave my oven!" "I know." The two awful chefs' oven had made a loud cracking sound, like it was about to explode, and everyone jumped back, except for Jacob, who just wrote in a red notebook. Which puzzled Max. He didn't even flinch, as if he... knew it was coming. In fact, as soon as he seemed to put down a period, it happened, like on command. "Shup!" "Oh, right! Sorry, got zoned out. Let's see, put in the oven for twenty minutes on four-hundred degrees Fahrenheit..." Meanwhile, Christian was not having as much fun. "This is so boring," he groaned. "Shh, trying to work here!" Jacob snapped. "What are you writing?" Tails asked, but Jacob snapped it closed before she could look. She did see something about a Hawlucha and Cubone fighting, but she ignored it. Probably just writing a random story, she thought. But why won't he show me? "Chefs, you have ten minutes left!" the announcer shouted. "I hope Max has enough time." Jason said. "He'll be fine." Jacob said. Meanwhile, Max was breathing like he had just run a marathon, sitting next to his oven. The Poke Puffs would be ready soon, but would he have enough time? His timer went off, and he took the tray of purple and orange Pokemon treats out to cool. "And, time!" "Let's go over what our chefs have made. Max has made sweet Poke Puffs, that both Ghost and Fire types will love! Miette has made savory Poke Puffs that Ground and Fairy will love. The Sudo siblings have made rice Poke Puffs, that Rock and Fighting types will love! And..." the announcer trailed off, as he had gotten to the bad chefs' oven, and there Poke Puffs were burnt to a crisp. "Your food is bad and you should feel bad!" Jacob yelled. "Who said that!?" the female chef shouted. "My name is Pewdiepie!" Jacob yelled. Jason couldn't help but notice the chefs seemed familiar... one had pink hair, and the other had blue... the third one was REALLY short, as well... he knew them from somewhere, but he couldn't out his finger on it... "Who said that? Come up here and show yourself!" the female chef yelled. "Nah, I'm good here!" "No, I insist!" "Your food is bad!" "Wha- no it isn't!" Jacob took a Poke Ball out of his bag and shouted, "If it isn't bad, the my Pokemon should eat it!" "Fine, what Pokemon!?" Jacob clicked open his Poke Ball, and a Shinx came out. "IF your food is good, Thunder Cat here should eat it." Shinx, or Thunder Cat, went over to the tray, took one look at it, and returned to Jacob. "Alright, it seems we have our three winners! Max, Miette, and the Sudo siblings!"

"How could I have lost!? This is your fault you two!" It seems Jason was right, as the three chefs were Jessie, James, and Meowth! "I'm the best chef, me!" "No, I think that green haired twerp from Unova was- ow!" James was thinking back, but Jessie kicked him in the knee. "I should have won!" "Hey, I just realized something! That other cook, Max!" Meowth said. "What about him?" Jessie pouted. "I think he's that brat from Hoenn!" "Yeah, I remember! I wonder what Pokemon he has to steal..." "Well, I saw them going into the woods for berries, so I have a plan..." Jessie said, in her evil face that even scared James and Mewoth.

"So, where should we look for berries?" Tails asked. "Uh... I feel like they would be over there." "I feel like we're in a maze." Jason had lead his friends into the forest to look for berries, but none where found. "Whoa, what are those?" a group of floating Pokemon that looked like cotton candy came floating by, and Tails took out here Pokedex. "Swirlix, the cotton candy Pokemon. It only eats sweets, so it's fur is sticky and sweet as cotton candy." "Is anyone else getting hungry?" Jacob asked. "Please don't try that again." Christian said. "Well, I'm shaving one of them, so don't ask for any!" Jacob took a pair of scissors out of his bag and ran after the Pokemon. "Uh... will he be okay?" Max asked. "He's done this before, I don't think anything will change." "What happened the first time?" "Hey guys, look what I got!" Jacob came back holding a Swirlix. "Free candy." "Jacob, that is a living Pokemon." Suddenly, the Swirlix attacked Jacob! "Ah, Doomsay, Omega, help!" But, a Metapod and Elgyem came out. "Help me!" "Ignore him, it's his fault," Christian moaned as Elgyem tore sticky thread off of his trainer. "So, why did he try that in the first place?" "Do you rally want to kn-" Christian was cut off by a loud banging sound, almost like a car was dropped from a plane. "Well, what do we have here?" a female voice asked. "Wait, what are you doing here?" Jason yelled at none other than Jessie. "Oh, we came for the nice beaches, good food, to steal Pokemon for morons, and just get away from all the troubles." "How do you know them?" Max asked. "They tried to steal my Pokemon while I was in Unova, you?" "Same thing, in Hoenn." "What is going on here?!" Tails asked. "Team Rocket are people who steal Pokemon from other trainers," Max said. "And always lose in the process." Jason finished. "Oh, but this time it'll be different," Jessie said, running off. "Coward!" Jason yelled, then a loud bang was heard again. "What was that?" Jason asked. Then, out of seemingly no where, a giant Pokemon jumped out of the sky! The five children had to run to avoid it, and when it landed they saw it was a giant robotic Octillary! "Where do you people have the time to build these things?!" Max asked. "Not for you to know, James said, holding up a Poke Ball. "Go, Inkay!" "Go, Pumpkaboo!" "Hey, remember these two? Go, Yamask and Frillish!" Jason yelled, sending out two of his Pokemon that used to belong to Team Rocket. "Oh, uh... nice to see you Frillish... How have you uh... been?" Jessie asked while cowering. "Yes, nice to see you," James said, slamming a button on the dashboard. One of the robot's arms came up, and grabbed the two Pokemon, putting them in a case on the robot's back. "Oh, I see it's one of those things again." Jason mocked, not at all fazed at his Pokemon being stolen. "A glass case that'll break after five minutes?" "Oh you little brat!" Jessie yelled. "Go, TITAN!" Jacob yelled, sending out a Snorlax that smashed the ground coming out. "Use Return!" Titan slammed into the robot, and another arm came out, with a vacuum nozzle. "Are you really gonna try to suck up a 1,000 pound giant pillow?" "Oh, uh, wrong one..." James trailed off, hitting another button, and Snorlax was hit by a black ink shooting out of the Octillary's mouth. Snorlax returned into his Poke Ball, and Christian sent out a Lanturn. "Use Thunderbolt!" he yelled. "Espeon, use Shadow Ball!" "Pumpkaboo, Seed Bomb!" "Inkay, use Foul Play!" Lanturn retreated into his Poke Ball, but Espeon stayed and fought like a pro, knocking out Pumpkaboo and Inkay on the spot. "So, any chase you'll back down?" Jacob asked. "No!" Meowth yelled. "Shadow Ball." he pointed and the mouth of the robot, and Espeon shot right onto it. It started to whistle, and that glow red. "Of course this happened," Jessie moaned as the glass broke, and Jason's Pokemon returned. The machine exploded, and the trio was left shouting "Looks like we're blasting off again!" "Well, I don't think they'll be coming back soon!" Tails laughed. "No. They will." Max sighed.

It was the final few moments of the bake off, and Max was sweating buckets, while Meitte was calm as ever. "Aw... Nervous you gonna lose?" she mocked. "There's a reason your Pokemon took my food." Oh, and why is that?" "He was tired of you food." "Wha- Hmmp!" Meitte crossed her arms and turned away, and the timer went off. "Alright, now then, the judges have voted, and the winner is... the Sudo siblings! "Uh..." Max said, his stare blank, and Meitte looked like she was kicked in the stomach. "Well, that was a let down." Tails said. Max came back to his friends, looking down. "Oh, calm down man. You don't need some stupid contest to prove you're a good cook, we already know that!" Jacob said. "You're right, this is just stupid being sad over this." "Well, good match," Meitte said, walking over to him. "Thanks, you too." "Well, I should go. Bye, Jacob." Meitte ran off, and Jacob looked sick again. "So, where's the next gym at?" Jason asked. "Can't you hold a memory for more that two seconds?" Tails asked as she checked. "Uh, Shalor City." "Well, let's go!" Jason started running, with no idea where to go, and Tails sighed. "Like I said. Two. Seconds.