Here we go! Another awesome episode of TOTAL…POKÉMON…ISLAND. WITH ANOTHER TWIST!
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"CAMPERS!" yelled Mew. "GET UP!"
The pink host was standing in the center of camp with his arms folded, tapping his foot impatiently.
"GET UP!" he called again.
There was a low grumble of murmuring and cursing.
"Shut up!" yelled the faint voice of Charmeleon.
"CAMPERS! YOU ARE HERE TO COMPETE, NOT SLEEP!" yelled Mewtwo, walking out of the mess hall. "STOP BEING POOR COMPETITORS!"
"Stop being a hard ass!" responded Banette's annoyed voice.
"YOU SUCK!" yelled Mewtwo.
"NO YOU SUCK!" hissed Banette.
Mew sighed. He pulled out his trusty megaphone.
''CAMPERS!" he screamed, shaking the entire island. "WAKE UP!"
Mewtwo unplugged his ears. "Well done."
"I try."
The now-extremely-annoyed campers all stepped out of their cabins, glaring daggers at the host.
"Have a nice sleep?" asked Mew, snickering loudly.
"I'll murder you," rasped Charmeleon.
"Not really," said Mew, still grinning. "Well, I think it's time for today's challenge!"
"Just stop trying to be an annoying asshole. Get some new material. It's getting old," drawled Kabutops, folding his arms.
"Touchy," muttered Mew. "Okay, first of all, I'm throwing a twist in this challenge!"
"ANOTHER TWIST?" asked Clefairy in outrage.
"Yup!" said Mew, giggling immaturely. "This time, you're voting for TWO people to go home."
"Two?" asked Kadabra, arching a brow.
"Indeed, the person with the most amount of votes will get voted off, and the person with the second most amount of votes will also go home!"
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Weavile grinned widely. "Oh, this is just PERFECT!"
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"Yep…but don't worry, some of you will be safe…so don't worry!" said Mew. "Let me explain the challenge."
"Today, we're going to play…"
Mewtwo picked up a bat, and hit a ball. It flew into the sky and disappeared from view.
"Baseball," finished Mew.
"Baseball?" asked Mawile.
"Mmhmm," said Mew, nodding. "The way it works is that you guys split up into two teams…of course, one of you will have an extra player, who we'll determine with a coin toss."
"How do you determine the teams?" asked Charmeleon, smirking. This was something he'd be good at.
"We're going to randomly select two team captains," explained Mew, taking a box from Mewtwo. "Reach into this box, and pull out a card."
Everyone reached in and pulled out a card.
"Two of you should have a card that says 'captain' on it," said Mew. "The two of you, step forward and stand beside me."
Cacturne and Weavile stepped forward. Weavile smirked at Cacturne. Cacturne shrugged.
"Ladies first," said Mew, pointing to Weavile.
"Charmeleon."
"Cacturne?"
"Gardevoir."
Gardevoir smiled and walked over to him.
"Weavile?"
"Kadabra."
"Banette, get over here."
Weavile smirked. "I'll take Kabutops."
Cacturne frowned. Weavile had deliberately stolen one of his friends. He wanted to pick Scizor, but he didn't want Kabutops and Scizor to have to fight each other. "I'll take Houndoom."
The dog let out a huge breath of relief. He wasn't on Weavile's team, or at her mercy. "Thank god."
"Scizor."
"Gengar."
Weavile frowned, glancing over at the teams. "Mawile."
"Oddish."
"Clefairy."
"Swinub."
"Lileep."
"Bellsprout."
Bronzong was the final camper. Mew flipped a coin.
"Heads or tails?" asked Mew.
"Heads," said Cacturne. Mew caught the coin—it was tails.
"Okay, Weavile, you get Bronzong!" said Mew. Bronzong floated over to an annoyed Weavile.
"Great, dead weight," she muttered..
"So…meet us at the baseball diamond in an hour…it's over in the big field, which is on the other side of the forest," explained Mew, handing each team captain a map. "The first to get ten runs wins. Have fun practicing, because you're gonna need it!"
With that, he and Mewtwo teleported off.
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"Alright, team, listen up," said Cacturne's calm, reassuring voice. "We need to win this. Has anyone ever played this before?"
Gengar raised his hand, and Oddish jumped up and down.
"We need to set the positions. Gengar and Bellsprout, you'll be in the outfield. Since we only have eight players, it'll only be you two out there, understood?"
They both nodded.
"Oddish, you'll be catcher," continued Cacturne. "No offense, but your lack of arms is going to make this hard for you. You'll be better suited to standing still, holding a glove in your leaves."
"Banette, you're the pitcher," continued Cacturne. "You had good aim in the dodge ball game. Gengar was good, too, but his speed will be better suited in the outfield."
"I'm the third baseman. That way, I won't have to move a lot, as I'm slow. Houndoom, you're second baseman. Gardevoir, you're short stop. Swinub, you'll be first baseman. Any questions?"
Everyone just shook their heads. Cacturne had quickly and easily assembled them as a strong team.
"Good…let's take down Weavile's team."
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"I'll be the pitcher," offered Charmeleon.
"Good," agreed Weavile. "Lileep, you'll be catcher because you're slow, okay?"
Lileep nodded, showing she understood.
"Bronzong, Kadabra, and Mawile, you'll all be in the outfield. Scizor, you get second base. I'll play first base. Kabutops can be short stop, and Clefairy can play third. Are we good here?"
Kabutops raised an arm.
"Yes?" asked Weavile impatiently.
"How the HELL am I supposed to catch a ball like THIS?" asked Kabutops, rubbing his scythes together.
"You'll figure it out, that's how!" snarled Weavile. "Any other questions?"
The other contestants rolled their eyes, but did not reply. "Good. Let's crush Cacturne and his pals."
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Clefairy frowned angrily. "You have no IDEA how much I want to vote Weavile off. I WOULD lose this challenge just to have a chance but…she's got immunity in this round, after the last event."
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Scizor growled. "She just keeps getting worse and worse, doesn't she? More and more unbearable…"
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An hour later, the campers began to show up at the diamond. It wasn't very neat, as it wasn't a professional baseball field, but overall, Mew and Mewtwo had done a good job. There were two pairs of bleachers, as well as an announcer's section, where Mew and Mewtwo sat to watch. There was also a large wall, which Mew later explained was the boundary- if the ball went over the wall, it was a home run.
"Welcome, ladies and gentleman, for the first, annual Total Pokémon Island baseball game," said Mew in a very good announcer's voice. "Bringing you all the action here is Mew, along with my lovely co-host, Mewtwo!"
"Thanks, Mew," said Mewtwo. "And here we have Team Cacturne, in the outfield. This team consists of Cacturne, Gardevoir, the bastard-"
"It's Banette!"
"…the bastard, Bellsprout, Oddish, Gengar, Houndoom, and Swinub!"
"And then we have Team Weavile," said Mew. "Which has Weavile, Charmeleon, Kadabra, Lileep, Clefairy, Kabutops, Bronzong, Scizor, and Mawile!"
"Hold on," drawled the bland voice of Bronzong. "I'd like to use my ticket from the last challenge."
Mew glanced at Mewtwo. "He's using it already?" muttered the host, annoyed. He gripped his microphone.
"Are you absolutely sure, Bronzong? Remember, if your team loses, you won't be safe!"
"They can't blame me if they lose," insisted Bronzong. "Break a leg out there, team."
Weavile glared as the bell floated away.
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"Oh yeah, ditch us, that's really nice, Bronzong!" snarled Weavile. "If we lose, I'm voting for him…unless…"
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"All right then, so now it's eight on eight!" declared Mew, laughing. "And here we are with Banette, throwing the first pitch to Lileep!"
Lileep was struggling to hold the bat up with her tentacles. Banette rolled his eyes and struck her out easily.
"ONE OUT!"
"Lileep, are you serious?" asked Weavile incredulously.
"I'm not built for this kind of thing," apologized Lileep.
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Kadabra chuckled. "Well, after that pathetic display, I'm not voting off Lileep. Honestly? She's so weak and useless that if I could get her to the final round, it would be a cakewalk."
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Mawile was next. She took the bat, and stared at Banette. Banette got one strike on her before she hit the ball. Mawile began to run, but Gengar leaped into the air and caught the ball.
"Two outs!" yelled Mewtwo.
"Banette only has to strike out one more player!" said Mew.
Charmeleon was up next.
"Don't you mess this up," warned Weavile.
"Relax," said Charmeleon, grinning. "I've got this."
But despite these positive words, Charmeleon got two strikes from Banette. But on the third pitch, he slammed the ball, sending it soaring over the wall.
"HOME RUN!" yelled Mew into the mic. Mewtwo winced at the noise. Charmeleon ran the bases, cackling.
Kabutops was next, but he couldn't get a good grip on the bat.
"You're failing!" hissed Weavile, as he got a second strike.
"My scythes are made for CUTTING, not holding!" shouted Kabutops, as the bat slid out of his hands. The final pitch passed over.
"Seeing that the bat moved, I'll say that's strike three," said Mew. "You're out! Team Cacturne is up at bat!"
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Kabutops held up his arms. "You expect me to hold something with hands like this? That's like asking Cacturne to hug a balloon without popping it! Or for Banette to appear in front of some random kid without scaring it! It's NOT COOL."
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Bellsprout was up at bat first (courtesy of Mew). The poor flower Pokémon trembled. Charmeleon leered at him from the mound.
"Are you ready to get destroyed, puny plant?" asked the Flame Pokémon, chuckling. With that, he threw a pitch past Bellsprout. It almost hit the poor Pokémon, and he bounced backwards, swinging and missing.
"D-don't do that!" pleaded Bellsprout. Charmeleon did it again. Strike two.
The third time, Bellsprout got angry. He had asked nicely, but he couldn't take it anymore! With a war cry, he smacked the ball with the bat. The ball shot into the outfield as Bellsprout scrambled around the bases.
"GET HIM!" roared Weavile. But it was too late. Bellsprout reached second base.
Oddish was next. The Weed Pokémon had to hold the bat in his teeth. Somehow, he managed to pull off a bunt. Bellsprout made it to third, but Oddish was out at third.
"One out!"
Gardevoir was next. She picked up the bat and held it the wrong way.
"Other side," called Cacturne patiently. Charmeleon snorted. She didn't even know how to hold the bat…this was going to be an easy out.
Kadabra glared at Gardevoir from the field. "She's up to something…"
Charmeleon threw a lazy pitch, but Gardevoir slammed it into the outfield. Charmeleon's jaw dropped as Gardevoir made it to second, and Bellsprout scored a run.
"Really clever, Charmeleon," said Bronzong, watching the events take place. "I could pitch better than that!"
"Why don't you?" challenged Charmeleon.
"Ahem…I don't have to participate, remember?" said Bronzong, smirking.
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"I'm going to murder him…I'm going to freaking MURDER him," vowed Charmeleon, eyes blazing. "I'll melt that bell until he's just a little pile of molten metal!"
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Houndoom was next. He too held the bat in his jaws, but unlike Oddish, he jerked his head and pulled off a heavy hit. Houndoom made it to second, and Gardevoir made it home.
"Two runs for Cacturne's Team, and one run for Weavile's!" shouted Mew.
Gengar was up next. Grinning, he smacked the ball high into the air, but it was caught by Kadabra. Kadabra whipped the ball to Clefairy, who tagged Houndoom out at third.
"And that's three! Excellent double play by Kadabra and Clefairy! Team Weavile, up at bat!"
Weavile herself was batting this time. She managed to hit the ball and get to first, but that was it. After her came Scizor. Grinning, she smacked the ball out of the park. She and Weavile rounded the bases.
"And now Team Weavile has three points!" said Mew. "They're making a comeback!"
Next was Kadabra. Smiling that mysterious smile of his, he hit the ball after one strike. He made it to third. Before he had gone up to bat, he spoke with Clefairy.
"Get hit by the ball," he whispered. "Make it look like an accident. You'll get to walk a base."
And sure enough, Clefairy got hit by a ball, sending her to first. It was Lileep's turn again, but she struck out. But Mawile hit the ball, sending it soaring over Gardevoir's hand, and into the outfield, where Bellsprout tossed it to Houndoom at second. Clefairy was out, but Kadabra scored a run, making the score 4-2.
"Keep up the good work, go team go," drawled Bronzong, watching from the bleachers. Charmeleon spat at him.
After that, however, Banette managed to strike a cocky Charmeleon out. Grinning, Banette watched the flame Pokémon spit in anger.
"Brilliant," said Bronzong, rolling his eyes.
"And now Cacturne is up at bat again," said Mew. "This time, Banette is starting out."
"I don't think he has what it takes, Mew," said Mewtwo loudly.
Banette growled under his breath, and when he hit the ball, he sent straight at Mewtwo, hitting the Psychic Pokémon on the skull, causing him to topple over.
"That calls for an instant out!" spat Mewtwo angrily.
"Uh…actually, that's only a foul," said Mew apologetically. Mewtwo let out a few swearwords.
Unfortunately, Banette was struck out by Charmeleon. But, once again, Charmeleon's confidence ruined the Flame Pokémon, and Cacturne scored a home run. After that, Swinub managed to get onto first base.
Bellsprout was up again, and this time, he got Swinub to third, and himself to second. Charmeleon grit his teeth angrily. He got Oddish out easily. Gardevoir was up next.
"I'm not letting her get past me again!" snarled Charmeleon. He whipped the ball over the base twice, but the third time, Gardevoir sent the ball flying into the outfield again. She, Swinub, and Bellsprout all made it across, getting Team Cacturne up to six runs. An angry Charmeleon let out a scream of fury and got Houndoom out fast.
"O…kay…angry Charmelon," said Mew, snickering. "He out to learn to control his temper, wouldn't you say, Mewtwo?"
"Indeed."
"Team Weavile is up at bat again!" said Mew. "And here we have Kabutops up at bat."
Kabutops wasn't doing well. The bat was wobbling in his hands as he struggled to hold it with his scythes.
"Grip it tighter!" ordered Weavile. Kabutops obliged, but provided too much pressure on the bat and sliced it into pieces.
Mew yelled into the microphone. "Damn, it's Cacturne and dodgeball all over again! You're out, Kabutops!"
"What?"
"YOU HEARD ME! GET OFF THE FIELD AND BREAK YOUR OWN BATS! THAT COST ME MONEY!"
Kabutops angrily stomped away from the field, cursing about little pink demonic hosts.
"Oh wow, that was the best play I've seen all day," said Bronzong, sneering at the Rock type Pokémon.
"Oh shut up!"
Next was Weavile. She managed to get to second base, but then Scizor hit another homerun, bringing Team Weavile up to seven points.
"Time to play a little bit dirty," whispered Kadabra, readying himself. When he hit the ball, he hit it so hard that the ball hit Banette in the head, knocking him over.
"OW!" yelled Banette angrily. "That hurt!"
"Banette!" shouted Gardevoir. "Kadabra's just passed second! Snap out of it!"
By the time Banette did snap out of it, Kadabra had reached third.
"Damnit…that REALLY hurt," growled Banette.
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"That was a dirty trick, Kadabra," said Lileep. "I mean, I know he's on our team and all, but…"
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Weavile laughed. "Nice job!"
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Mewtwo laughed. "An eye for an eye, Banette!"
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Clefairy was at bat again. This time, she wasn't going to let herself get hit. However, she hit a pop fly, which was caught easily. After that, Lileep struck out AGAIN. Mawile managed to hit the ball, due to Banette still being a little disoriented from the blow to the head, but while Kadabra scored a run, Mawile was gotten out by Swinub at first base.
"Team Cacturne, up at bat!"
"Keep up the good work," said Bronzong sarcastically.
Gengar and Banette both managed to hit their balls pretty far, but they only got to run one base. Cacturne managed to get on base as well, sliding onto first. The bases were loaded, but they still only had six runs, losing by two to Weavile's Team.
"Good job, guys," said Weavile. "This'll be an easy win. Just strike them out, Charmeleon!"
Charmeleon laughed, and nodded. He struck out Swinub easily, due to the fact that on his last swing, Swinub had been distracted by the smell of cookies.
Mew and Mewtwo were eating cookies together. "These are really good, Mewtwo."
"I try."
"ARE YOU TWO EVEN PAYING ATTENTION?" yelled Scizor, annoyed.
"Oh…right, right!" said Mew, giggling nervously. "Bellsprout, you're next."
"You got lucky before, you little brat," growled Charmeleon. "But not this time!"
"L-look, I d-didn't mean to make you angry," said Bellsprout. "J-just don't h-hurt me!"
Charmeleon let out a furious snarl and whipped the ball down the plate. Lileep was knocked over by the speed of the ball when she caught it.
Bellsprout tried not to faint then and there.
"Don't throw it so fast, you could kill me!" screamed Bellsprout.
Charmeleon laughed and threw another strike.
"I said stop it!" yelled Bellsprout. "Stop being such a mean, angry, sore loser!"
"Will you just shut up?" yelled Charmeleon, whipping the baseball at him. Bellsprout fell over, moaning in pain.
"WHOA!" yelled Mew.
"Charmeleon, you idiot! If he walks a base, then they get another run!" roared Weavile.
"SO WHAT?" asked Charmeleon. "He was asking for it."
Bellsprout groggily got to his feet.
"Bellsprout, take your base," said Mew.
"NO!" yelled Bellsprout. "I'M NOT TAKING A BASE! PITCH TO ME NOW, CHARMELEON!"
Charmeleon flinched a little. He exchanged a glance with Kadabra, who shrugged. Charmeleon just sighed and threw another pitch. He could just catch it anyway.
WHAM!
Charmeleon's eyes widened as the ball soared out of the park, into the clouds, and out of sight.
"…whoa," muttered Mewtwo.
"Holy shit, dude," said Banette, still on base, to Cacturne.
"That was…shocking," said Mawile, eyes wide.
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"Well, that's a home run!" said Mew, regaining his composure. "Bellsprout, run the bases! Team Cacturne wins!"
When Bellsprout made it to home plate, he was lifted onto Gengar's shoulders, and Team Cacturne ran off, cheering.
"Well, Team Weavile, what happened?" asked Mew, laughing.
"They suck. Duh," muttered Bronzong to himself. But Weavile, Scizor, and Charmeleon had all heard it, and were restrained by their teammates from leaping on Bronzong.
"Okay!" said Mew, laughing. "Tonight, two members of this team are going home. Weavile cannot be voted for, because she has immunity this round. The person with the most amount of votes and the person with the second most amount of votes goes home. You only get one vote!"
"See you at the campfire," rasped Mewtwo, eyes glinting. The two Psychics floated off, laughing at Team Weavile's misfortune.
"That's it," rasped Charmeleon. "That damn bell is going home."
"Wait," said Kadabra. "If everyone else is voting for Bronzong, then he's automatically going home."
"What's your point?" asked Weavile hotly.
"Well…if Bronzong is going to be voted for by the other members of our team," explained Kadabra. "Then he's automatically leaving. So WE should vote for someone else, because they'll probably go home as well."
Weavile stopped to think. Then slowly, a big grin spread across her face.
"I know JUST who to vote for."
"Good," said Kadabra. "Tell us, and we'll vote for them."
"And afterwards…I have a plan to try and get that damn Gardevoir out, too!"
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Team Weavile was down by the campfire, the nine campers all looking miffed (excluding Bronzong, who looked indifferent). Mew floated up to them, holding his bag of Pokeblocks.
"Nine of you are here before me, but only seven of you are staying," said Mew.
"Look, just eliminate Bronzong already," said Scizor impatiently. "Kabutops, Clefairy, Mawile, Lileep, and I all voted for him. He's going home."
"FINE!" yelled Mew. "Bronzong, just go."
"Me?" asked Bronzong in disbelief. "Why? YOU guys lost. You can't pin your loss on me!"
"No, but you're so damn obnoxious, none of us can STAND YOU!" screamed Clefairy in rage.
"Ugh…jerks. Fine…I'm leaving."
With that, Bronzong floated away.
"That's a relief," muttered Scizor.
"Not quite," said Mew, waving a finger. "Remember, TWO people are going home this evening. Time to initiate the campfire ceremony."
"Oh crap, I forgot someone else was leaving, too," said Clefairy fearfully.
"This person got the second most amount of votes," said Mew, laughing. "Rather shocking, too. When I call your name, come get your Pokeblock. Weavile, since you have immunity, come on up."
Weavile laughed and walked up.
"Kadabra…and Charmeleon."
They both walked up and took their Pokeblocks.
"Oh crap!" whispered Mawile.
"Scizor," said Mew.
"Mawile."
"And…Lileep."
It was down to Kabutops and Clefairy.
"Well, one of you is going to be leaving," said Mew. "I wonder who. Kabutops, while you've perform well enough in this whole competition, you FAILED today. Clefairy…eh, I guess you're annoying."
"HEY!"
"But, let's see which is going home. Tough competitor or annoying girl!"
Kabutops frowned and folded his arms. Clefairy winced.
"Last Pokeblock goes to…"
Weavile turned to face Scizor and grinned. Scizor's eyes widened.
"…Clefairy."
"WHAT?" asked Scizor. "Why Kabutops?"
"Isn't it obvious?" asked Weavile, laughing. "He's a threat…a huge threat. And your partnership was one of the strongest in the games. Oh, and I just had an urge to break up the lovely couple."
"Damn, she's smooth," muttered Kabutops. "Alright, Weavile, you got me. I'm leaving…but it probably won't be too long until you leave, too."
"Whatever," muttered Weavile.
Kabutops smirked at her before he started walking to the dock. Scizor chased after him.
"Wait up, will you?" demanded Scizor angrily stomping up to Kabutops. Mewtwo was handing him his stuff.
"Calm down," said Kabutops. "I'm leaving. It's not your fault, or my fault. So just get over it and keep fighting."
"But…what if I can't beat that damn little Weavile?"
"You can do it! Trust me, I believe in you."
"That sounds corny as hell," remarked Scizor doubtfully.
"Fine. Screw the sadness, let's make out."
"THAT'S more like it," growled Scizor. But before they caught the chance, Mewtwo threw Kabutops onto his Wailord telekinetically.
"NO SAPPY STUFF!" roared the co-host. Kabutops glared at him as his Wailord sailed away.
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"Well, I guess getting out of Cacturne's alliance really WAS a bad idea," said Kabutops, rolling his eyes. "Sucks for me, eh? Ah well…"
"Scizor, babe, you can win if you try. But if you don't, I want Cacturne, Gardevoir, or Banette to win. They're a swell bunch of guys…greatest pals a guy could have."
"Anything else I want to say? Oh yeah—Weavile, go to hell. Your game is going to end sooner or later. And when it does, I'll be laughing my ass off."
"See ya around, island. This whole thing sort of sucked, but I'm still sad to leave."
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"We've successfully taken out a huge threat in Kabutops," explained Kadabra, leaning back in the confessional. "And crippled another major threat in Scizor. All I need to do now is eliminate Weavile's gang and Scizor, and it'll be smooth sailing to the top."
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"Time to make Gardevoir sweat," said Weavile, smiling a horrible smile.
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Cacturne's team was having a party in the guys' cabin. They were all dancing around and joking, laughing at their victory. When Lileep, Mawile, and Clefairy showed up, they let them in, too. However, everyone forgot to ask who had been eliminated.
Gardevoir walked out to get some fresh air (and ignore the burping contest between Gengar and Swinub), and she looked outside to watch the stars.
"Hey, you."
Gardevoir looked over to see Charmeleon and Weavile walking towards her. Gardevoir's eyes hardened.
"What do you want?" she asked, trying to sound polite.
"A word."
"Who got eliminated?"
"Bronzong…and your old friend, Kabutops."
Gardevoir gasped. "Kabutops was eliminated?"
"That's right…and speaking of your friends…guess who we're going for next?"
Gardevoir folded her arms and glared at Weavile. And of course, Weavile, being the smug little girl that she was, couldn't keep it a secret.
"Cacturne. We're going to get Cacturne to go home next."
"Why him?" asked Gardevoir, struggling to keep her voice even.
"Because for one, he's a strong competitor," said Charmeleon matter-of-factly.
"And two, it'll hurt you way more than that slap to the face hurt me," finished Weavile triumphantly.
Inside her mind, Gardevoir was panicking. This was bad. She didn't want Weavile going for Cacturne! She needed to think of a plan, right on the spot.
She froze as an idea hit her. Weavile understood treachery.
Gardevoir laughed. Both Weavile and Charmeleon seemed shocked.
"Uh…may I ask what's so funny?" asked Weavile, confused.
Gardevoir smiled at the confused Pokémon. "Oh, Weavile. You really don't get it, do you?"
"Get what?" asked Weavile sharply.
"Don't you get it? I've been playing Cacturne for this entire game."
Weavile's eyes widened. "What?"
"Think about it- I'm one of the prettiest girls on the island- and who did I go to? The ugly, weak, misfits. Outcasts. I offered them a friendly hand, and they allied with me. They're so stupid, actually thinking I'm sincere. And besides, eliminating Cacturne is a foolish move for you, too."
"And why's that?" asked Charmeleon.
"Isn't it obvious? He's a gentleman. If he gets far into the game, he won't fight a girl. And knowing Mew, he might make the final challenge a fight between the final two or three."
"Wow…you've been using him the whole time?" asked Charmeleon.
"Impressive," admitted Weavile. "I kind of like you now, Gardevoir. Daring…"
Gardevoir smirked. "I like you too, Weavile," she lied easily. "And I'm sorry about the smack, but I need to put up a good act to convince the others that I'm a good girl. Shall we not go for each other?"
Charmeleon gave Weavile a doubtful look, but Weavile nodded. "No, I won't go for you. We're respectable equals…we won't go for each other."
"I'm glad to hear it. Good luck in the next challenge," said Gardevoir kindly, with an evil smirk. Weavile nodded and walked back to the girls' cabin. Charmeleon shrugged, and headed back to his own.
"Phew…," whispered Gardevoir, dropping her act. "That was close. I almost got caught."
"Indeed," said an icy voice behind her, and Gardevoir whirled around to see Cacturne staring at her.
"Cacturne, what are you doing-"
"I came out looking for you. You had left the party, and I was curious to see if you were all right," drawled Cacturne, his eyes glinting.
"Well, I just-"
"Just thought you'd have an interesting chat with Weavile on tactics?"
Gardevoir flinched. Uh oh…he had heard her lying.
"It's not like that-"
"I should've known," said Cacturne, his voice still cold. "I should've known all along that you were just using us. I can't believe I didn't stay suspicious of you."
"I-"
"You used me," hissed Cacturne angrily. "You used my smarts, my kindness, and my feelings against me. I was just a pawn, wasn't I?"
"No, Cacturne, I was-!" Gardevoir struggled to explain, but Cacturne didn't want to hear it.
"Right. I have to admire your plan. Coming to a group of misfits like us WAS a good plan."
"Cacturne, I was lying to Weavile-"
"No, you were lying to us," growled Cacturne, his eyes still boring into Gardevoir. "Why me? Because I'm UGLY, right?"
"That's not-"
"Save your breath," said Cacturne. "I should've never let you into my alliance. I should've never been your friend. I should've never grown fond of you."
Gardevoir looked at him miserably. "So you're going to try and get me eliminated?"
Cacturne looked back at her. The fury had left his eyes, but they still made Gardevoir freeze up.
"No. I said I'd try to get you as far into this game as possible. I may despise you, but I'm a man of my word. I keep my promises and try to help people, not USE them."
With that, Cacturne walked back inside and closed the door.
"I…I was lying," she whispered. "Why won't you listen?"
Back inside, Cacturne pushed Banette and Gengar aside into a corner.
"Dude, are you okay?" asked Banette. Cacturne looked a bit strange.
"Yeah, is something wrong?" asked Gengar.
"No, nothing's wrong," said Cacturne, his voice still icy cold. "I'm joining the alliance."
"Are you sure nothing's bothering you?" asked Banette.
"Nothing at all," rasped Cacturne.
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DUN DUN DUN!
And so, we are done! I liked this chapter!
So Bronzong went home again- he should've kept his mouth shut…the idiot. And Kabutops went home as well. That one was a shocker, but I'll go over the votes.
Scizor, Kabutops, Clefairy, Lileep, Mawile- Bronzong
Weavile, Kadabra, Charmeleon- Kabutops
Bronzong- Clefairy, but it doesn't matter.
So Kabutops went home in a double elimination. Poor guy.
Uh oh- Cacturne heard Gardevoir lie to Weavile…that's bad.
No, Gardevoir is NOT just using Cacturne and Banette- she lied to Weavile to get Weavile to leave Cacturne alone- it worked, but Cacturne thinks the lie was the truth. That's bad. Oh, and Cacturne joined the Dark-Ghost alliance.
And finally, Kadabra. He's getting rather vicious now. He only as to get rid of Weavile, Charmeleon, and Scizor. How far will his plan get, though?
Next Time: Uh…is this a challenge? The campers are being taken down one by one…who will survive…who will being go home…and who will be going to heaven?
Kabutops: Ah jeez…well, just review…do it…whatever…-sharpens scythes-