And here we have yet another chapter of this story…this one took me a little while to figure out, but hey! I think it'll be good!
This episode is going to be SWEET. VERY SWEET.
Also, my new story, Unova Mansion, has been started! If you like mysteries, I hope you read it! Be warned- there is murder and death. :P
So, let's get on with it!
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"An alliance?" asked Banette, looking at Gardevoir and Mismagius.
"Yes," said Gardevoir, nodding. "We're going to reunite Team Storm after the merge."
"Just the three of us are left, huh?" said Banette, half to himself. There was a gaping hole where Cacturne should have been, as well as Kabutops.
"Yes, just us," said Gardevoir, thinking the same thing. It didn't feel right without Cacturne there to guide them.
"Well, we were thinking about maybe inviting Froslass, since she seems okay," said Mismagius, shrugging her shoulders.
"And you could bring a friend, too," added Gardevoir.
Banette thought for a moment. Bringing Gengar wouldn't be a bad idea…although Froslass would not be pleased.
"Alright…I've got it…we'll see what happens after we hit the merge," said Banette, slipping back into first class.
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"With people like Gabite and Weavile dominating the team right now, my ass is in trouble if I get busted," said Banette, gulping. "They're the second biggest threat to me right now. First one? Mewtwo."
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Piloswine was with Diglett and Luxio (Wooper was off doing Arceus-knows-what). Piloswine had been talking to the two of them about that voice that he had heard before he left the kitchen.
"You don't know who it was?" asked Luxio, cocking her head to one side.
"Well, no…but…I think it was Kadabra," said Piloswine.
"But what would Kadabra be doing talking about Charmeleon and Gabite?" asked Diglett. "And who was he talking to?"
"That's the part I can't figure out!" said Piloswine. "But I think if it WAS Kadabra…well…do you think he's trying to eliminate Gabite and Charmeleon?"
"Maybe he wants to make them his zombie slaves and take over Slateport City," said Luxio, nodding.
Diglett and Piloswine stared at her for a very long time, before Diglett turned to Piloswine.
"But how could Kadabra get rid of those two?" asked Diglett. "They're on different teams!"
"That's the part that confused me," confessed Piloswine. "But, it sounded like him…although, a little different...the voice was harsh and muffled, so I couldn't hear it well-"
"LIKE THIS?" asked a voice. The three Pokémon turned to see Hitmonlee pressed against the window.
Mewtwo stepped into first class, and walked up to the window. He opened it up, and made a motion for Hitmonlee to step inside. Hitmonlee stuck his leg out…
Mewtwo slammed the window on the fighting Pokémon's outstretched leg. Hitmonlee yelped in pain. Mewtwo opened the window, and then pushed Hitmonlee off the side of the plane.
"Done," muttered the co-host, heading back to the cockpit.
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Ninetales was laughing with Arcanine, who had come back to visit her in second class. Ninetales liked Arcanine a lot. He was kind, strong, and he had a good sense of humor. Not to mention, he was good looking. Ninetales shook her head. She shouldn't be thinking like that. She had Houndoom, after all! But…it wasn't easy, that was for sure…after all, Houndoom had abandoned her here. How was she supposed to feel about that?
"Uh, Ninetales, you okay?" Arcanine asked. "You look spaced out."
"Oh, uh…nothing, just thinking about the next challenge."
"Ugh, let's try not to. I like these rides on the plane better than those challenges."
Pidgeot frowned. "What do you think is going on there?" she asked, glancing at Gliscor.
"Hmmm?" asked Gliscor, cocking his head to one side.
"I don't know, don't you think they're awfully close?" asked Pidgeot.
"Uh…I don't really know. Why does it matter?" asked Gliscor.
"Because if there's something going on there, she'd be cheating on Houndoom!" said Pidgeot.
"Calm down, I don't think Ninetales would do that," said Gliscor, frowning.
"But I didn't think you would have done it either," muttered Pidgeot, half to herself. Gliscor heard and winced a little.
"Well, it doesn't seem like a problem yet," said Gliscor weakly.
"Not yet," admitted Pidgeot. "But I'm going to keep an eye on them."
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Gliscor coughed. "Uh…that was a little harsh."
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Gengar strolled down the hall before bumping into Froslass. "Oh! Sorry!"
"It's fine," muttered Froslass, already in a bad mood after Trapinch attacked her. Ever since the date challenge, Froslass had been on her guard. She was determined not to let Gengar try and trick her.
"Uh…well, how are you?" asked Gengar awkwardly.
"Well enough," said Froslass shortly. "And yourself?"
"Well, uh…I'm doing pretty good," said Gengar.
"Good. Goodbye, then," said Froslass.
"Hey, wait a minute!"
"What?" asked Froslass.
"I just noticed! Your bow…"
Froslass gave him a look. So he had finally noticed. Or was he going to come clean? This would be good…
"The one on your head. What happened there?"
Froslass felt her head to find a red bow attached. She had forgotten why she went on a walk away from her team in the first place. "Oh. Trapinch attacked me and gave me a makeover, so I tried to get away from them for a little while. I guess I forgot to take it out."
"You shouldn't. I think it's cute," said Gengar. Smiling, he gave her a wave and walked away. Froslass stared after him, dumbfounded.
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Froslass looked confused. "Wait…he didn't notice my actual bow's color, but he notices the one on my head? What is he trying to do, fool me or something? He can't be THAT ignorant…can he?"
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"Attention campers! Will you all please meet in the losing class?" asked Mew. He read a magazine while he waited.
"So, how long are you going to avoid Celebi?" asked Mewtwo. Mew ripped his magazine in half in horror.
"I told you not to bring her up!" hissed Mew in fury. Mewtwo gave him a weird look.
"Fine…but what about Jirachi? And Shaymin?"
"Oh Arceus, don't remind me," moaned Mew, head in his hands. "I'm hated by enough Pokémon, let's not add them to the list."
"Hey, Mew, Asshole, we're in the room," said Banette.
"Shut up," grumbled Mewtwo, annoyed.
"Alright…hold still now," said Mew, pressing a button. In the middle of the room, where everyone was standing, a trap door was revealed. Screaming, the campers all plummeted out of the plane. Mew and Mewtwo watched quietly. They exchanged a look before grinning.
"Dear god, I love this show."
"I concur."
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"Welcome, players, to Hearthome City!" announced Mew. Many of the players stared at the enormous, deserted city.
"Wow," said Gliscor. "Pretty big."
"Shopping?" asked Pidgeot. "Browsing? Trying on clothes?"
"No!" said Mew, grinning. Pidgeot looked horrified.
"But…what ARE we going to do here?" asked Weavile, folding her arms.
"Well, if you'd just follow me, Weavile, we could maybe GET ON WITH IT!" shouted Mew, grinning happily. Weavile just scoffed.
"Fine."
Mew led them along a brightly lit path. It was evening right now, and many of the buildings and roads were lit up. It was very pretty, to say the least.
"I love it here," said Pidgeot.
"It's pretty cool," admitted Charmeleon.
Banette shrugged, looking solemn. Mismagius looked at him strangely.
"Something wrong, Banette?"
"Nothing."
"Except his mind," said Mewtwo.
"Yeah, my mind was scarred ever since I saw your ugly mug, Mewtwo," snapped Banette back.
"Well, I was-"
"Stop it, you two," said Mew. "We're here!"
They had reached a small building. With a grin, Mew opened the door. Everyone stepped inside. Piloswine's eyes widened behind his fur.
"Mew…have you taken us to heaven?" he whispered, his nose twitching.
They were in an enormous kitchen, and the sweet smell of cake and other food was in the air. There were large ovens, pots and pans, cabinets, and refrigerators all around. Mew smirked, as if he was hiding something, but he still answered Piloswine's question.
"Yes and no, Piloswine- but this IS probably YOUR heaven…welcome to the famous Poffin Bakery of Sinnoh!" said Mew, grinning.
"Oh man, I love those Poffins!" said Arcanine.
"Me too, man!" shouted Gengar, grinning like a maniac.
"Ugh, I don't…they make me gain pounds so quickly," said Pidgeot, shaking her head.
"Mew…please say we get to eat the Poffins," said Charmeleon, smirking.
"Oh man, the first GOOD challenge!" said Wooper in excitement.
Banette felt his zipper mouth, and slumped over, looking glum. "Darn it."
"So we get to eat the Poffins?" asked Piloswine, drooling and staring at Mew happily.
Mew laughed. "NOPE!"
Everyone stopped smiling at once.
"Nope…you are going to make a batch of Poffins for Mewtwo and I. Any kind is good, so don't worry about the kinds. However, there are a few catches."
"Such as?" asked Mismagius.
"Well, you can't make ANY for yourselves…and if you eat any, you're in big trouble. You're each assigned to make one hundred Poffins. After that, Mewtwo and I will taste test some random Poffins, before choosing a winner."
Luxio sighed. "Sorry, Piloswine. I guess we can't eat them."
She glanced to her right. "Piloswine?"
Piloswine was slumped over on the ground, sniffling softly.
"By the way, I'd assign someone to read the cookbook for you," added Mew. "It just makes things easier. Well, as soon as you're ready, get to work. Mewtwo and I have some stuff we're going to do?"
"Like what?" asked Gabite, scowling.
Mewtwo walked in holding a bunch of board games. "I've got the air hockey table outside, if you want it."
"I should've expected that," grunted Gabite.
"So, get to it!" exclaimed Mew, floating off towards Mewtwo.
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"This'll be easy…I'm a great cook!" said Trapinch. "I just wish I could cook something for Diglett!"
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"Ugh…ovens, knives, and other things…why do I have a feeling this isn't going to be fun?" moaned Golbat.
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"It's official- Piloswine is in hell," said Luxio, shaking her head in pity.
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Weavile sighed. "Oh boy…"
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"Alright, Piloswine, you're reading the cookbook," said Hypno.
"Why me?" asked Piloswine. "I can't really see with this fur in front of my eyes."
"I'd still rather have you read than be in the kitchen with us," said Hypno firmly. "I don't trust you."
Piloswine looked hurt, but no one fell for it. If Piloswine got into the kitchen, there would be problems.
"Fine," said Piloswine glumly. He walked off towards the cookbook and sat on a stool, moping.
"But…I must confess, I'm not one for cooking," said Hypno, frowning.
"Well, don't look at me," said Charmeleon. "I can roast things to a crisp, but I tend to burn things…"
"Same here," agreed Arcanine.
"Well, I ain't no master chef," said Murkrow. "How da heck are we gonna win dis if we don't got someone who knows what dere doin'?"
Weavile sighed in annoyance, before smacking her forehead. "Murkrow, Golbat."
The two Flying Pokémon looked at her.
"Go in the cabinets, get all of the pots and pans. Afterwards, set up six pots. Banette, Gengar, Charmeleon, Gabite, Luxio, and Arcanine, you all will stir the batter. We're going to make six different flavors so we have variety. Hypno, watch the ovens and stop them when they're done cooking. Diglett, Wooper, watch Piloswine."
Everyone stared.
"Well, get on with it!" snapped Weavile.
"Wait a minute," said Banette, shaking his head. "You COOK?"
"Yes, I do," growled Weavile. "What of it?"
"That's kind of a girly thing to do," said Banette. "And you're Weavile. The entity of evil out of all of the contestants."
Hypno hid a smirk.
"What's your point, Banette?" asked Weavile.
"Aren't you more inclined to make lives miserable rather than cook sweets?" asked Banette.
"You're inclined to piss off Mewtwo," said Weavile dismissively.
"Well, yeah but…whatever, what flavor am I making?" asked Banette.
"You take sour," said Weavile shortly. "Charmeleon, bitter. Gabite, dry. Luxio, sweet. Gengar, mild. Arcanine, spicy. Any questions?"
"Wouldn't it be better to have me control the oven?" asked Arcanine. "I can't really stir well, since I'm, y'know…quadruped."
"Nice try, pyro," said Weavile. "We're not burning the food. Any OTHER questions?"
"Uh…are we REALLY going to let HER be in charge?" asked Gabite incredulously.
"I'm fine with it," said Hypno.
"I mean, if it helps us win," said Luxio, shrugging. "I mean, come on Gabite, you'd probably just yell at the Poffins to cook themselves."
Gabite gnashed her teeth, while Gengar and Arcanine sniggered.
Meanwhile, with the Cool Cresselias…
"I'm good at cooking," said Gardevoir.
"As am I," added Froslass.
"And me!" piped up Trapinch.
"So, the only question is, who's going to read?" asked Gardevoir.
There was a long silence. Then, slowly, everyone's eyes travelled and set on one person.
"What?" asked Electrode.
"Electrode, you're reading," said Gardevoir.
"What, why me?" demanded Electrode.
"You lack arms, legs, and a brain," drawled Bronzong. "You are obnoxious. And your kind have the tendency to explode. And you think we want you in the kitchen?"
Electrode glared at the bell, before rolling over to the stool.
"Okay, now that's sorted out," said Mismagius. "What are we supposed to do?"
"You, me, Froslass, Trapinch, Gliscor, and Bronzong can all stir the batter," said Gardevoir. "We can all take different flavors."
"Uh…I can't really stir without hands, so-," began Bronzong.
"You've got telekinesis. Nice try," said Gardevoir, giving Bronzong a knowing look.
Bronzong scowled, but didn't argue.
"Ninetales, you control the oven. Pidgeot, you'll be in charge of toppings and such for after they're done. Kadabra, you can use your telekinesis to get us more supplies whenever we need them, and you've probably got the brains to know when we should stop stirring, stop the ovens, and all of the other stuff."
"That being said, wouldn't it be better if I read the book?" asked Kadabra.
"No," said Gardevoir. "We personally don't even need the book to be read. I just don't want Electrode to bomb the kitchen. Now, let's get to work!"
And so it began. The Cool Cresselias and the Deadly Darkrais all started to cook. Piloswine reluctantly read the ingredients out loud, while Weavile supervised her entire team's efforts to win. Gardevoir, Froslass, and Trapinch were all experts when it came to cooking, so they helped out all of their teammates, since Electrode was in a bad mood and didn't really want to read the book for them.
Mew and Mewtwo perked up. Mewtwo grinned.
"I smell some bitter Poffins!" said Mew, giving Mew a happy look.
"Oh please," scoffed Mew. "I tell you again and again, the best flavor is obviously sour. Get that through your head."
"Oy, Gabite!" said Weavile, glaring at the shark. "Don't try and destroy the bowl. We don't want spilled batter all over the floor. Gentler. And Gengar, make wider circles, you're not getting anything on the outer rim."
"Whatever you say, Weavile!" said Gengar good-humoredly. Hey, she was a witch, but under her guidance, they were doing pretty good! Gengar glanced over at Froslass and the other Cool Cresselias. They were still holding their own.
"No batter…to be licked off of the floor?" asked Piloswine. The poor pig was drooling at the thought. "I'm famished…"
"Piloswine, you are a cool dude, but seriously…you have a problem," said Arcanine, shaking his head.
"Okay, Bronzong, Froslass, your good, now start making the Poffins!" said Gardevoir. Froslass nodded and got to work, shaping the batter into the little round treats. As this was happening, Hypno removed a batch of twenty Poffins from the oven."
"Done," he said, smirking.
"They're going MUCH faster than us!" exclaimed Pidgeot, who was currently sprinkling toppings on some cooked Poffins.
"It's okay, Pidgeot, it's substance, not speed," said Kadabra, getting out some more batter for his teammates.
"Pssst! Diglett, Wooper!" hissed Piloswine.
"What?" asked Wooper, who was inhaling the scent of sweet Poffins.
"Come here for a minute," said Piloswine, urging Wooper over. Wooper walked up slowly.
BAM! Wooper was whacked on the head by Piloswine. While the Water Pokémon teetered on the spot, Piloswine pushed past him, shuffling past Diglett towards the others.
"CODE P!" shouted Diglett at the top of his lungs. Arcanine abandoned his bowl and pounced on Piloswine. Gengar floated over and helped him.
"Just one bite!" shouted Piloswine desperately, thrashing in his teammates' clutches.
"No man, no!" shouted Arcanine. "CONTROL YOUR URGES!"
Piloswine struggled for a few more moments, before going limp. "Alright," he said, sounding like he was going to cry. "I'm going…"
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"Seriously, is he a teenager or what?" asked Gabite, folding her arms. "Most of us are around 18 or 19 now. Heck, some of us, like Cacturne and Kadabra, are 21 or so! And Lapras is 22! Piloswine needs to grow up. Seriously. But then again, maybe it's different in Piloswine years than Gabite years or Cacturne years…"
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"I feel kind of bad," admitted Charmeleon. "But damn, it's a bit funny!"
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After that minor fiasco, Piloswine became less confrontational, but more quiet and clever. A few of the other contestants were surprised that the pig could be so manipulative. He tried begging Weavile, Gengar, and Banette, but they all managed to ignore his pleading and pouting. Another try was when he hid in Diglett's wheelbarrow, knocking out the Mole Pokémon, so he could sneak in the kitchen. He was found out by Gabite, who pointed out dryly that Diglett did not have fur. He even tried to use the excuse of kissing Luxio, but it turned out there was some batter on her cheek. Charmeleon saved the day that time, almost scorching Piloswine.
As for the Cool Cresselias, it was smooth sailing. However, they were moving at a slower pace than the Deadly Darkrais, due to having less players remaining on their team. Whereas the Cresselias had about forty Poffins made, the Darkrais had around fifty five…and Hypno had just popped in another batch to cook.
"I am LOVING the smell of this place," said Mew, sighing happily. "Let's get a Poffin kitchen on board the S.S. Kyogre, Mew."
"Yeah, but I don't want to cook Poffins for these guys," growled Mewtwo.
"That's fine, we'll make the losing team do it!"
Both legendaries burst out laughing.
"For the first time, I'm actually enjoying a challenge!" said Trapinch.
"Well, be careful," warned Mismagius, taking her bowl over to another table to start shaping the Poffins. "We need to focus on winning, not fun."
"Don't try and take all the fun out of it!" complained Luxio. "This reminds me of the days I'd cook with my mom, before I almost blew up the kitchen."
"Was this before or after you went bonkers?" muttered Charmeleon to himself.
"We'd always sing a certain song," continued Luxio. "It was so much fun! How did it go…let me think…"
"Oh, wow, I almost forgot!" said Mew, grinning. The dinging of music notes was heard. A loud groan followed.
"Well, Luxio, my day has been made thanks to you," drawled Bronzong.
"Oh, now I remember!" exclaimed Luxio.
((Author's Note: Well, if you know the song "Do you know the Muffin Man?", then you can figure out the tune to this one. And wow, Luxio gets a lead role I guess? That's pretty cool. This is simply "Do you know the Poffin Man: The Disgruntled Contestant Version."))
Luxio: Oh…
Do you know the Poffin Man?
The Poffin Man? The Poffin Man!
Do you know the Poffin Man?
Who lives in Pallet Town?
Charmeleon: Wait, hold on…that's not how it goes.
Luxio: Of course it is!
Charmeleon: No…it's…
Do you know the Poffin Man?
The Poffin Man? The Poffin Man?
Do you know the Poffin Man?
Who lives on Cinnabar?
Luxio: EVERYBODY!
Diglett: Uh…guys, I think we need a plan…
We need a plan, we need a plan…
Guys, I think we need a plan
Before Piloswine dies…
Pidgeot: Let's just try to win this game
Arcanine: So we can win some fortune and fame
Let's just try to win this game…
And get immunity!
Trapinch: I want Diglett to like me!
I know we're perfect, wait and see!
I really want Diglett to like me!
Bronzong: Too bad you are insane.
Gardevoir: I just want to win this challenge!
Weavile: While I just want some sweet revenge!
Gardevoir: So let's just focus on this challenge…
Both: So the other team won't win!
Luxio: Do you know the Poffin Man?
He runs around with a frying pan
He also has a real nice tan!
He's crazy, just like me!
Charmeleon: Okay, now you're just butchering the song!
Golbat: The Poffins are cooking quite well!
Murkrow: Well golly, Golbat, dat's just swell!
Hypno: Good thing this challenge isn't hell.
Piloswine: I beg to disagree.
Because I just want some Poffins, man!
I really want some Poffins, man!
Just give me one small Poffin man!
Banette: Sorry, Piloswine, but…NO!
Piloswine: COME ON!
Luxio: So do you know the Poffin Man?
The Poffin Man? The Poffin Man!
Do you know the Poffin Man?
He's crazy! Just like…ME!
Luxio finished on a very high note. Mew and Mewtwo applauded.
"Ah, the classics," said Mew. "And surprisingly enough, Luxio has an okay singing voice. I expected something that made my ears bleed."
Everyone gave Luxio a weird look. Now that Mew pointed it out, Luxio could sing pretty well. It was her insanity that caused people not to notice. Luxio smiled, before starting to cook again, humming the song to herself.
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Charmeleon folded his arms. "Okay, she can definitely sing, but she needs to get the lyrics right before she stars on Total Pokémon Idol…"
Charmeleon stiffened. "Oh god, you don't think Mew planned that for the NEXT season, did he?"
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Pidgeot frowned. "She isn't that great of a singer…I mean, I think I sing better than her…"
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Piloswine was jittering and twitching. "S-so…h-hungry…must eat…"
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Soon enough, both teams had reached about ninety Poffins each. Soon enough, Hypno and Kadabra pulled the last batches of Poffins out of the oven, both smiling triumphantly before they noticed the other team had finished as well. There were two problems- one, they didn't know who'd win. Two- Piloswine.
Piloswine was a wreck. He was lying on his side, twitching feebly. His nose would sniff the air and he would moan in agony. It wasn't fair! Mew was evil.
"Go on…eat," whispered a voice.
Piloswine looked around, but didn't see anything. But then again, he wasn't strong enough to open his eyes right now.
"You know…they might be trying to make you weak…to eliminate you," whispered Bronzong, smirking.
"No…they…they wouldn't," said Piloswine. "They're my friends!"
"Well…wouldn't friends…let you eat?" crooned Bronzong, being careful to keep his voice disguised.
"I guess so," murmured Piloswine, sniffing the air hopefully. The pig got to his feet, staring intently at the pile of Poffins in the kitchen.
"What are you waiting for?" asked Bronzong, keeping out of Piloswine's sight. "Go and get those Poffins!"
"POFFINS!" shouted Piloswine, charging into the kitchen.
"CODE P, CODE-," screamed Diglett, before being knocked over by Piloswine.
"Oh crap!" yelled Golbat, getting his with a plate that Piloswine had sent flying. Arcanine attempted to stop the pig, but Piloswine used an earthquake to cause the Fire-type to stumble. Gengar and Banette both grabbed Piloswine, but he shook them off. Moving at an amazingly fast speed, he dove into the pile of Poffins.
"No!" screeched Weavile.
"Piloswine, you fool, stop it!" yelled Hypno.
But Piloswine wouldn't listened. Driven to insanity by his hunger and desperation, he began eating the Poffins rapidly, devouring one after the other. Spicy Poffins, sweet Poffins, sour Poffins…all were eaten by the hungry Swine Pokémon. Soon enough, the entire pile was gone. By this time, Mew and Mewtwo had noticed the commotion.
But it didn't stop there. Piloswine knocked over Gabite as he licked all of the bowls of batter, before leaping across the kitchen and starting to eat the Cool Cresselias' Poffins!
"Uh…," said Bronzong, not expecting his manipulation tactics to backfire like this. "Shouldn't we stop him?"
"Go Piloswine!" shouted Luxio. Everyone stared at her.
"What?" she asked. "If they don't have any Poffins, then they can't be judged!"
"She makes a good point, for a nutter," admitted Banette.
"Go Piloswine, go!" yelled Murkrow, grinning. Piloswine continued to chew and swallow the sweets, one after the other. He was a blur as he sniffed out and ate every Poffin he could find. This continued on for about ten minutes, until all of the Poffins were finally gone. Piloswine sat down with a happy sigh.
"I'm so full," he said, stifling a burp. Meanwhile, Weavile, Gabite, Kadabra, and Hypno were all looking thunderous.
"YOU ATE EVERYTHING, YOU TWIT!" shouted Weavile, stomping her foot in rage. "NOW WE HAVE NO POFFINS TO PRESENT TO MEW!"
"Yes, but…at the same time, neither does the other team," said Hypno thoughtfully. Piloswine's ears perked up as he spoke, but he said nothing.
Electrode coughed loudly.
"Uh…about that," said the bomb. He hopped pulled a Poffin out from behind him.
"We still have one!" shouted Electrode.
"Where did you get that?" asked Gardevoir, astonished.
"Well, the thing is, I was sort of annoyed that I got stuck with book reading duty, so I was going to save this for later," he said.
"Electrode, if you weren't a complete and total pervert, I would kiss you right now," said Gardevoir.
"Would you?" Electrode asked hopefully.
"Don't ruin the moment," growled Gardevoir.
"Understood."
"Well…this is rather…saddening but…I'm afraid I have my own trump card!" shouted Hypno. "Voila!"
Hypno pulled out a Poffin from his ring of fur.
"Wait, how do you have that?" asked Wooper.
"In case Piloswine pulled some sort of stunt, I knew it would be good to save a Poffin," said Hypno, smiling deviously.
"Well, I suppose we should taste them," said Mew. Using his psychic powers, he split both Poffins in half. He and Mewtwo took a half of each sweet, before eating them. Everyone waited on tenterhooks.
"Well, the Deadly Darkrais' taste delicious!" shouted Mew, smiling. Then he cringed. "But the Cool Cresselias'…I don't know, it just doesn't agree with me. Mewtwo?"
"I have the same opinion on both- I like the Deadly Darkrais' better," said Mewtwo.
"So, with that being said, I declare the winners…," said Mew. "The Cool Cresselias."
"Wait, what?" asked Weavile. "But you said ours was better!"
"Yeah, but Piloswine ate them all," muttered Mew. "I wanted more, but because of YOUR teammate, we can't have that. So the Cool Cresselias win."
"That's completely unfair," objected Hypno. "That wasn't stated in the rules."
"I make the rules around here, Hypno, so don't argue," said Mew, smirking. "Anyways, your team will be at the elimination. See you then."
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"PILOSWINE!" roared Weavile.
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Hypno frowned. "Hmmm…while most may be going after Piloswine, I think I could find some way to get rid of Gabite…convince Piloswine and his friends that they're in danger, and that voting for Gabite will keep the pig safe. Heh heh…"
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Hypno strolled down the hallway, smirking to himself. It had taken some convincing, but Weavile was now voting for Gabite. All Hypno had to do was charm a little here and there and compliment Weavile's fabulous cooking before she did as she was told. Playing with people was simple. But for now, other measures had to be taken.
Piloswine shuffled down the hallway towards him, coming out of the confessional. Perfect.
"Oh, hey Hypno," said Piloswine, sounding friendly, but guarded. Hypno thought he was worried about being yelled at.
"Are you alright, Piloswine?" asked Hypno. "You seem a little down…"
"Well, Weavile and Gabite both chewed me out after what happened," said Piloswine sheepishly. "I didn't mean to! I just…I was going through a withdrawal-"
"I understand," said Hypno, patting Piloswine on the back. "But…some of the others don't. Gabite is campaigning to get rid of you."
"She is?" asked Piloswine, eyes wide.
"Indeed," said Hypno. "However, several of us are tired of Gabite's bad attitude, like Weavile, Gengar, and myself. You might be on the chopping block tonight, but if you help us get rid of Gabite, you'll have a greater chance of being safe."
Piloswine frowned at Hypno. "Hypno, do you think I'm stupid?" asked Piloswine.
"What do you mean?" asked Hypno. "Of course not."
"Well, then tell me the real reason you want Gabite eliminated," said Piloswine. "Don't come at it sideways. I know you wanted her gone before you tried to convince me."
"I don't understand," said Hypno. This was true. Hypno had finally been caught off guard, and he didn't like the feeling.
"You're not looking out for my well being," said Piloswine. "I heard you plotting with someone to vote out Gabite and Charmeleon after the last challenge."
Hypno's eyes widened. The only thing he could say was…
"What?"
"I thought you were Kadabra at first, but you don't have Kadabra's accent," said Piloswine. "Plus, Kadabra is on a different team. What are you after, Hypno?"
((Author's Note: I should probably explain this here and now…I imagine Kadabra to have a British accent when he talks. Not an extreme one, but a small one. It just makes him sound more sophisticated and clever to me.))
Hypno frowned. "I have no idea what you're talking about."
"Okay, Hypno…play dumb," said Piloswine. "I'll still be voting for Gabite, because even though you're trying to use me, that IS my best course of action. But don't think that you can fool everyone around here. Kadabra thought that, and look what happened to him."
With those words, Piloswine walked off, not turning back to see what Hypno would do. Hypno himself was stunned. Then, quickly, he ran down the hallway.
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Arcanine groaned. "Dear god, what a fiasco."
"I know," said Ninetales. "I've never seen Piloswine so ravenous. It must've been hard. I sort of pity him."
"Well, we lost the challenge because of him," muttered Arcanine. "I'm voting him off. Sorry, but you can't just be nice and expect to get by. You've got to have some grit."
"And you think you have that?" teased Ninetales, snickering.
"Of course!" said Arcanine. "I mean, come on! I'm not all good looks and cockiness. I mean, neither are you!"
"Me?"
"When I first saw you Ninetales, I knew you weren't just a pretty face," said Arcanine, grinning. "Well, I've gotta run. Elimination is coming up. Catch you later, okay?"
Ninetales nodded, and Arcanine trotted away. Ninetales hoped he hadn't seen her blushing.
Pidgeot did, though. And she frowned.
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Weavile was eating a Cheri berry when Hypno grabbed her shoulder. She whirled around, before scowling. "What? What do you want now?"
"Vote for Piloswine," hissed Hypno. "Forget Gabite- we can deal with that simple shark later. You vote for Piloswine. Understand me?"
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"Welcome again, Deadly Darkrais!" said Mew. "Still, I sort of feel your pain. It must really suck when ONE teammate brings you down. But I won't say names…Arcanine."
"What did I do?" asked Arcanine, expression defiant.
"No, I mean, come on up, you're safe."
"Oh."
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"Piloswine HAS to go," said Hypno. "Or else my entire scheme will fall to ruins!"
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"I said I was voting out Gabite, but now I'm hesitant about Hypno," said Piloswine. "Sorry, but Hypno, I don't trust you anymore."
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"Gabite, man," said Gengar. "That chick STILL scares me. The sooner she's gone the better. I mean, I don't think we should all hate on Piloswine. Houndoom messed up last time, and he stayed in, so why not Piloswine?"
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"Hypno," said Luxio, her face determined.
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"Piloswine," grunted Gabite.
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"Luxio, Banette, Gengar, and Weavile."
Mew paused, looking at the remaining seven campers. "Now this should be interesting. Murkrow, Wooper, Diglett, and Golbat."
Three remained. Hypno's eyes darkened. Gabite growled. Piloswine frowned.
"…Hypno, you've survived this round," said Mew.
Hypno's face relaxed, as he got up to take his Poke block. When he turned his face away from the others, his features contorted into a cruel smirk.
"Gabite, I don't know, I guess you're bossy, and Piloswine…need I say it?" asked Mew. "So the final Poke block goes to- you know what, this game isn't even dramatic anymore. Gabite, come on up. Piloswine…wait, HOLD ON!"
Mew pulled a lever, and confetti and balloons rained down from above. Piloswine looked confused.
"This is a noteworthy occasion," said Mew. "Because for the first time in Total Pokémon History, every contestant from Total Pokémon Island has been eliminated-"
"Uh, you're forgetting Gloom," said Charmeleon.
"EXCEPT GLOOM!" finished Mew. "And he just HAD to win, didn't he? Ugh…anyways, Piloswine. I'm generally sorry to say this, but it's your turn to leave. But I'm going to just give you a little farewell speech."
Mew coughed. "Okay, I'm not good at these sort of things, but here goes. Piloswine…you are a true survivor. Last season proved that- even though you were only Swinub back then, you had guts and perseverance. And to me, that counts a lot. Your only weak point is your hunger. While I don't want to be mean, try dieting- maybe your hunger won't ruin you next time."
"Thanks Mew," said Piloswine. "Well guys, I'm gone."
Luxio nuzzled against him. "I'll win for you! Then I'll buy that awesome spaceship that's going to be piloted by rabid Mankey!"
Everyone stared at Luxio for a long time. Then Diglett spoke.
"See you, Piloswine," said Diglett.
"It's been fun, man!" said Wooper.
Piloswine smiled, before heading to the confessional. Hypno smirked in victory.
000
"Wow, there's a first time for everything, I guess," said Piloswine. "Anyways, uh…what do I say? I've never given a farewell speech before…"
"Well, I guess after being on the show all of last time, it's gonna be pretty fun to watch from the back seat! Wooper and Diglett, you guys are a swell bunch. Wooper, stay happy, and Diglett, the whole Trapinch thing will blow over! If you guys win, I'm happy. And Luxio, that goes for you too. I know you're a little wacky, but I don't care. I can see your true beauty on the inside, and if no one else can…well, that's their problem."
"One last thing guys- watch out for Hypno. I know I passed that on to you, but just be careful. And Hypno, you may have won this round, but remember what I said. It won't last."
"Well, that wraps that up…hmmm…I'm hungry!"
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"So, watch out for Hypno, huh?" asked Diglett. "I wonder why…"
"Piloswine never really specified, but he's a smart cookie, so I think we should listen," said Luxio.
"Yeah, we'll have to watch out for him, but it's weird…he seems so nice!" said Wooper.
"Remember the last person who seemed nice?" asked Diglett darkly. "It was Kadabra."
Luxio and Wooper exchanged a glance, before nodding.
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"Well, knocking out Piloswine wasn't my ORIGINAL plan, but I guess it works well…meh…at least we've survived another round," muttered Bronzong.
"But what shall I do next? Eh…time will tell."
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Weavile gritted her teeth. "If anyone makes fun of my cooking skills, I'll rip them to pieces. Mew, I hate you. You always know exactly what to do to tick me off!"
"Still, things have been going well…especially with Hypno…," she said, smiling dreamily. Then she perked up.
"DELETE THAT! DELETE THAT!"
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Hypno laughed coldly. "Who's the smart one now, Piloswine? I think I've proven that I'm the stronger of the two of us. Now to handle that Gabite problem."
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Kadabra frowned. "Hypno has been lurking around, and he seems to be in a bad mood. I need to get rid of him as soon as possible. Not just for me…that fool Weavile is falling for him, and that won't end well. And how many others will take the Piloswine route home because of him? Weavile mentioned to me that Piloswine figured it out.
"Hopefully, he passed on the message to his friends. As much as it sickens me to admit it, I might need some allies."
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Done! Sorry this chapter took so long- now that I also have Unova Mansion to work on, I'll be trying to update them equally! Along with playing Pokémon White. Yes, I'm a bit obsessed. I'm sorry.
So finally, for the first time, Piloswine has been eliminated. Still, who was the winner here? Piloswine or Hypno? They both sort of won, and they both sort of lost. But someone finally stood up against Hypno. This should be interesting.
Fun Fact: In the original alternate ending of Total Pokémon Island that was cut out, Piloswine was going to reveal to everyone that he was rich and only entered the competition for fun. After that, he was going to split the money between all of the original contestants, including Weavile and the other meaner contestants. I didn't use this alternate ending because it would leave no room for a sequel at all. The "rich Piloswine" character was recycled into Froslass.
Favorite song line:
Luxio: So do you know the Poffin Man?
The Poffin Man? The Poffin Man!
Do you know the Poffin Man?
He's crazy! Just like…ME!
I loved Luxio in this chapter- she's one of my favorite females, due to her zaniness, but also her big heart. I like her and Piloswine's relationship as well- they're the only two that put up with each other, but they look past appearances.
And how about Bronzong? Setting off the spark that caused Piloswine to be eliminated. Clever bell, although we could say Hypno was the main cause of it. I am prepared for the hating, because we all know how popular Piloswine is.
Anything else? Uh, nope…next chapter segment!
Next Episode: Wait, no challenge? Why is that? Because it's time for another episode of Bellsprout's Big Bonanza Bash! Watch as Piloswine talks about his first elimination, and how Lapras reveals her suspicions of a certain Psychic. Bellsprout himself sweats when he and Lileep come face to face again. And maybe the most anticipated event, some words from the scarecrow who's kept quiet this whole time.
Piloswine: Review! *nomnom* Because then! *nom* I get! *chewchew* More food! *nomnomnom*
