Pokemon Delusional Version
Sorry about the late update. I'm kinda busy lately with school and all that. Anyways, enjoy the story!
Chapter 10: Imma Ridin' a Cowboy
MC headed on to route I lost track to go to Driftveil City. He makes it through the route unharmed when he comes across a bridge. The problem is, the bridge isn't lowered.
MC: Lemme guess, I'm gonna have to come back later after I trigger an event? Oh! I'll talk to that guy over there! (talks to guy)
Bridge Attendant: Sorry kid, Can't let you pass.
MC: WHAT DO YOU MEAN I CAN'T PASS! I NEED TO GET TO DRIFTVEIL!
Bridge attendant: No can do. Sorry Kiddo.
Elysa: Hey, MC. I heard you were going to Driftveil, so I came to make sure the bridge is down. I'll ask him over there! (asks guy)
Bridge attendent: Sure, I'll lower the bridge so that you can get through.
MC: How come SHE convinced you!
Bridge Attendant: 'Cuz she's a gym leader. And she's hot.
The bridge lowers, and soon they are ready to cross.
Halfway across the bridge, MC comes across a wild Ducklett. He quickly wipes it out with his Blitzle and moves on.
MC: OH! A SHINY FEATHER!
After the drawbridge...
MC: Well...I finally made it.
Clay: Well howdy there, fella! I'm Clay, and I'm the gym leader of this here town!
MC: IMMA RIDIN A COWBOY! YEEE-HAW!
Clay: Please stop that. Anyways, Team plasma's a runnin' round here somplace, and I was hopin' you could healp me catch those fellers. I'll letcha challenge ma gym after.
MC: UGH! Fine, Whatever.
He was then dispatched to look for the plasma goons.
MC: I don't know where to look. AUTHOR!
Me: What! I was in the middle of taking a siesta! This better be important! And call me by my PROPER in-story title!
MC: Ummm...The Plot Overlord of Plotty Overlordiness?
Me: Thank you. Now what did you want?
MC: Where do I find Team Plasma?
Me: It's right in front of you! Look in the cold storage!
MC: Fine. (goes to cold storage).
MC opens up the door and is surprised by the fact that it is GASP actually COLD in there!
He also notices the thick layer of ice coating the floor.
MC: Great. Slippy Slidey Ice World. Just what I need.
MC stares blankly into space under the realization that TV Tropes DID ruin his life forever.
After sliding through the frictionless stock video game puzzles, he came across a fairly large crate. It was labled Mold Mereal. He went inside.
TP grunt: Hey, Sage Zeppelin! I have spotted someone!
Zinzolin: I told you not to call me that! My name's Zinzolin. And do take care of that intruder.
TP Grunt: Yes, Sage Zinzo sir.
Zinzolin: I hate it when people mispronounce my name! It's ZINZOLIN! Z-I-N-Z-O-L-I-N! Get it Right!
MC: Hey Zippy-Zo-Lin! Over here!
Zinzolin: THAT'S IT! THE LAST PERSON WHO MISPRONOUNCES MY NAME WILL GET A TREEHOWZ HASING SESSION WITH LISA!
MC: You goin' down, Zimmerman!
Zinzolin: ITS ZINZOLIN!
MC: I don't have time for you goons. I've got an agenda. So just calmly surrender now and hand over those moops.
Zinzolin: I don't think so.
MC: Okey-dokey then. I will just be going now...
As soon as he was getting ready to walk out, the door swung out and hit him, smashing him against the wall. Six people came out.
Policeman 1: Hey! The Plot Overlord of Plotty Overlordiness told us the whereabouts of a guy named MC. Have you seen him here?
Zinzolin: He's right there.
As if on cue, MC peels off the wall in a cartoon like fashion.
Policeman 2: You gunna pay!
Zinzolin: Who are you people? What do you want with Team Plasma?
Chief: We are called the...
Everyone in the group (In harmony): SUPER AWESOME LAZER NINJA POLICE SQUADRON! and Jason.
Chief: WAIT TILL I GIVE THE CUE! We're here because we want to make that guy pay for what he's done. Tell 'em boys!
Policeman 1: He stole a Panpour!
Dr Fennel: He walked off without giving me my dream smoke!
Cheren: He didn't say hi to me!
Zinzolin: Your against him too? Then we can team up and send him all the way to timbuktu! Wherever that is...
Everyone else: Yeah!
MC: Oh cruddy crappy crabcakes crap! I'm surrounded! Wait...
MC shuffles around in his bag, and comes up with a bottle of mustard.
MC: Good thing I saved my Mustard of Doom!
MC chucks the bottle of mustard into the middle of the crowd and runs for the door. He escapes.
MC: YEAH! I'M HOME FREE!
He walks out of the cold storage and over to the gym, where he sees Ghetsis, Zippy, and Clay hasing a tea party.
MC: How did you guys get here so fast?
Ghetsis: Hey MC, Come join us for tea!
MC: Ok. (Walks over to the group)
Clay: So I finally got ya fellers!
Ghetsis: (Sips tea) Let us go! We weren't doing anything WRONG! (he he he).
MC:(sips tea then spits it onto Ghetsis) Dennis! You liar!
Ghetsis: My name's NOT DENNIS!
MC: I don't care.
Clay: Okay. I'll let you go. Just return the Pokemon you stole.
Ghetsis: Okey-dokey. (hands it over.) Hey Zippero! Let's ditch this cowboy!
Zinzolin: YOU TOO! POURQUOI!
They leave.
MC: Nao I canz fietz t3h gym!
Back in the cold storage...
Jason: Why are we still here?
TP grunt: Where'd sage Zoopy go?
Zinzolin: I heard that!
They all look towards the door to see both Ghetsis GASP and Zinzolin.
Ghetsis: We're here to collect y'all! Ohh! There's some oblivious morons! Wanna join Team Plasma?
Group except for Cheren: Fine.
Cheren: Wait a minute...
Ghetsis: I'm afraid you have no choice. Did I mention your friend Bianca?
Cheren: Alright Alright fine whatever!
The team plasma members leave.
They really are morons if they joined Team Plasma without a doubt. Well, stay tuned for more chapters!