Pokemon Ranger

Me: *is sitting in the depressed corner*

Solana: Uhh, Siri, are you okay?

Lunick: Forget her, let's move on with the story!

Solana: Don't make me slap you again...

Lunick: …

Mina: Ooohh, ouch!

Lunick: Oh no...

Me: Well, time to move on... I don't own... *sniffle, sniffle* P-Pokemon...

Solana looked in disbelief as Lunick coughed. It was dark, and the ground was covered in a rising dust.

Then Solana noticed her position. And so did Lunick. His face flared up instantly. Obviously.

Thank Arceus that Solana can't see me... thought Lunick.

And then all of a sudden, both of their Stylers lit up.

I hate it when that happens... thought Lunick.

The two Rangers tried to get off each other with futile effort. The dark passage was narrow, fit for only two people at most. They stood up uncomfortably, but they were still pushed against each other. Lunick tried to ignore the fact that he and Solana were alone in a cave, and were so incredibly close to each other. But obviously, it was hard for him.

The two began walking further along the path. There were a few ponds with crystals of all sorts of shades growing. All the sounds reverberated as the two climbed through mine-like shafts, with aging wood holding the earth walls up.

After 30 minutes of continual exploring, the two Rangers came to a conclusion.

"Um, Lunick... I hate to say it but..."

"We're lost," they both said.

Although it was kinda already apparent, they had been walking around (aimlessly) and explored (without a single clue where they were heading.)

"Isn't now a good time to use the Styler as a map?" asked Solana.

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Why didn't I think of that?

This is the sort of moment where those crows fly across the scene.

"Idiot... Idiot... Idiot..." exclaimed the crow.

Reaching for his Styler, he pressed the map button and a clear map, showing the radar and other technological instruments.

And again, they climbed through tiny holes, navigated through tunnels where Zubat clung to the ceiling. Through small underground rivers, where the Poliwhirl would pop up from the clear water to gaze at the Rangers. Crumbling paths were passed through, where paths circulated around.

Finally, they began to see light. It was pure wonder, an indescribable feeling the duo had. Running in a wonderful jubilation, time began to go sloooooowwwww mooootttiooooonnn... Laaauugghsss eechhhooed as tttheeee twoooo rannnnn to thhhheee liiighhht...

Until the realised there was a fence.

And they found out the hard way. SMACK!

"Owww..."

"Why is there a fence there in the first place?"

Angry signs began to appear around Lunick and Solana sweatdropped.

"Umm, shouldn't we do something about the fence?" suggested Solana, still sweatdropping.

"Good idea. CHHHAAAAAAARRGEEEEEE!"

SMACK!

A HUGE bump appeared on Lunick's head.

"Remind me never to do that again."

"Uhh, that's kinda obvious..."

"Well, Lunick, when I said "do something," I meant as in to capture a Pokemon and get it to help us..."

And that was another one of Lunick's (stupid) mistakes.

One minute later, a conveniently placed Paras, (and yes, I probably put it there to make the storyline advance.) managed to help the two Rangers.

"Thank you, Paras!" called Solana.

The two Rangers hurried through the tunnel and turned to see something horrific. Well, not that horrific anyway. To our two heroes, it was a possibly bad situation. And for us readers who are reading this, it's just another plot line advance.

"... now, now, old man, it's not like you need anything more in your life. I mean, it's not like it's THAT important, I mean-"

"It cost me $150, 689, 896, 555 just to get the items to make it. And I spent more than a decade creating it. And it is now a priceless item. AND it has the power to change the world forever, youngster, so don't you think everything is so easy in this world!"

A heated battle of wills was occurring in the battlegrounds of the Krokka Tunnel!

Professor Hastings VS Some random people who are obviously thieves!

"Uhh, did we come a little late...?" asked Solana, sweatdropping as the Professor and the random people who are obviously thieves engaged in a battle of wills!

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"Oh, let's just get this over with!" screamed one of the thieves.

Rushing quickly to the Professor, he snatched a package straight out of his hands and bolted away, along with his accomplice.

"One Wonder Styler, right here! Just you wait, gramps! The Go-Rock Squad will REALLY mess you up!" snickered one of the goons.

"Ahh! Lunick, Solana, don't just stand there and just let me be stolen off by goons who steal something even more valuable than your own lives, that cost sooooo much and …. I could have smashed, crashed, and bashed those ruffians if I were 65 years younger, er... Wait, I'm not THAT old ok? Well, forget the details, chase them!"

Me: Not that the Professor could say much anyway... By the way, Professor Hastings is N/A years old. Mostly because he probably edited my work... Oh, and if you're wondering why the conveniently placed Paras was there, it's called a writer's reasoning. If I say so, it's there.

Solana: Yep! And I like it!

Lunick: Ugh...

Mina: And even though I didn't appear in this chapter, here I am, thanks to Siri's "reasoning!"

Lunick: … Save me, someone.

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