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DEAD MEMES! YAY! Actually, this segment is important. So I thought about it...and I have something important to tell you. And don't jump to conclusions but...the squad adventures is ending soon. NOOOOO! BUT WAIT! I HAVE REASONS AND YOU SHOULD NOT PANIC! First of all, I'm going to continue. Second of all, there's something you should know about me and this story.
If you haven't noticed, this story has kinda been everywhere. That's because I come up with plot as I write. Sure I know point A and B, but I honestly just think of the subplot as I go on. So we have a few more chapter, up until Michael beat's the Vermillion City Gym, then the story will end. After that, I will start a new story, that will be the continuation of this. That way the story isn't terrible mid-story.
(Month 1:Week 1; day 1) Michael POV
"Ugh...I feel terrible." I mumbled to myself. I looked around. Where in the actual fuck am I...and why are there cords stabbed into my arms! I ripped the cords out of my arm and tore them out. I got up, grabbed my jacket and walked out. Upon walking I realized two of my moeballs were missing. I walked up to the desk were...a man was standing. "Uhh, excuse me, sir, where am I?"
"Oh, your up? Crikey you weren't supposed to be up for another couple hours...oh well! Welcome to the moemon center, how may I help you?" He asked me.
"Where are my girls," I asked. The man got a grimacing look.
"Well, uhm...Charla, Farris, and Ariel are fine." He said. Wait just them?
"What about-" before I could finish I fell to the floor, holding my head in pain. I had multiple flashbacks of what happened during my rampage. A tear went down my face. "How are they."
"Well, there complete opposites. Physically, Piko is fine. Mentally, Britney is fine. But not Vice Versa. Britney's wing is going to take months to heal, and until it does her right arm is useless, but even after it heals she may never be able to fight again." The doctor said. I just nodded in response. "And I hate to be the bringer of even more bad news...but Piko seems to have either BPD or CPD. We believe this due to a massive change in her brain waves throughout the time separated, and the fact she killed one of the staff just to see if you're ok."
"WAIT WHAT!?" I asked. Oh shit, she's a fucking yandere! DAMN IT! DAMN IT! DAMN IT! DAMN IT! Da-
Michaels' head
Insane Michael: HELL YEAH!
Me: MICHAEL NO!
Insane Michael: MICHAEL YES!
Mystic Michael: Hmmm...neat.
Sarcastic Michael: Huh, did I hear the mute speak?
Me: GUYS SERIOUSLY THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!?
Pacifist: I believe this is the side of you that is attracted to behavior such as "Yandere".
Me: I'm not attracted to- oh god damn it now I'm starting to! Mystic what do we do!?
Mystic Michael:...
Me: Wow...that is a terrible plan.
Back in the real world (well moeverse)
"Okay then...this is bad. So what should I do?" I asked. The doctor sighed.
"Well, the only way to fix it is evolution. Although that could make it worse as well. Fifty-Fifty chance...the choice is yours." He said. Now, why am I thinking of butts...meh. I looked down at my clothes. That was weird...guess this is what my dark form decided to use as clothes. Reminds me of venom from Spiderman 3, always changing spider man's hair. I put my hand up to my head, I'm annoyed now. Wait a second.
"What city am I in?" I asked.
"You're in Vermillion." He said. Vermillion? That's pretty far...did the others carry me that far? "Huh? Okay, where are my companions?"
"Well one of them is sleeping and the other is...well I don't know he wouldn't speak to me." The doctor said.
"Its three in the afternoon...then again carrying me the whole time would be tiring. Meh, oh well." I said. The doctor told me whose room was who's. I went to Britney first, for two reasons. The first being that her room was closer. The second s that Piko would be pissed if I left her to go see Britney. Room number 10/12. I walked in to see Britney sleeping. "Hey, Britney...wake up."
"Mmmm...huh? Master….Master!" She said with excitement. She got out of her bed and hugged me with her left arm. I noticed her right arm was in a cast, as well as her wings were gone. Probably just has them tucked away. I hugged her back as I moved her towards the bed, and we sat down. She laid down on my shoulder as I held her in my left arm and petted her head with my right.
"I heard what happened...and I'm sorry," I told her. Laid my head on her head and wrapped my other hand around her. "Here's what we're going to do. I'm going to let you stay with us until we leave. After that, I'm going to leave you at the professors, and then check up on you every now and then. Do you understand?"
I really didn't want to do this. For multiple reasons. For strategic purposes, she would be awesome for catching pokemon and taking on the 6th and 8th gym. But it's more than that. I have grown more attached to my girls then I would through games. And now that this has happened, it's a hard feeling on my chest. She was quiet for a minute, before nodding.
"I understand master. But..could you promise me something?" Britney asked me. I smiled with a giggle.
"Sure, what is it?" I asked.
"When I get in fighting condition again-"
"IF you get in fighting condition baby...you might not make it," I said.
"No…! I will get back into fighting shape...but when you have free time, and I'm better, could you train me up to par with everyone else?" She asked me. That's a good question...I don't...I cant... I don't think I can make that promise.
"I...I...I don't know about that sweetie. I don't know if I'll be around long enough." I said. She looked at me with an intrigued look. I got up, walking towards the door. I stoped in the doorway, pulling her ball. "I promise If that time comes I will."
After I said that I turned around and put her into her moeball. I then walked towards Piko's room. She was...in a rubber body suit.
"Onii-chan!" She yelled, trying to run up and tackle me into a hug. Unfortunately for her, she was shackled by her foot, and just barely missed. However, I caught her before she hit the floor.
"Here's my little munchkin! Are you okay?" I asked.
"Well this suit isn't very comfy and I have this thingy on my foot...but yeah I'm fine Onii-chan!" She said, hugging my arm. I unshackled her and helped her change into her normal clothes. As I was about to put her into her ball and go see Oak, "Onii-Chan can you sing?"
Huh? That's a weird question...buuuuut!
"Hell's yeah! Why?" I asked.
"Sing me a song?" She asked. I shrugged, why not. So as we started walking, I started singing.
PLZ Don't hurt me for this cancer The Most Valuable Micahel (a The Real Slimshady parody)
(Clears Throat)
May I have your Attention Please?
May I have your attention please?
Will the most valuable Michael please come up?
I repeat, will the most valuable Michael please come up?
Hey uhh, we have a problem here…
You act like you ain't seen someone as fabulous as me before,
Sleeping on a slab of wood,
Ain't got a care in the world,
Those two fakers come in here, saying that there the best in this town,
And I'm like "Oh hell no, your joking right? Did you say what I think you said?"
But the third one said nothin!
I hung him by a bloody rope!
And of course I have their girls on my ass sayin,
(female voice) "OMG, you are like, so ugly"
Listen to this bitch,
I just ditched your boyfriend into a ditch,
And yet even at the end of the day,
they still stay to to try and play,
Maybe if their lucky I might just stay,
But of course that's just me,
After all this isn't a democracy,
And even though I said it once,
Possibly said it twice,
I'll say it again,
[Repeat twice] (don't use last line before final repeat)
Cause I'm the best Michael, yes the most valuable Michael,
All you other Michael's are just imitating,
So will the Most Valuable Michael please stand up,
Please stand up, please stand up,
Yes I'm the best Michael, the most valuable Michael
All of the other kids listen because they're told too;
Well newsflash, I don't, so fuck you!
And you!
And all the rest of you!
Y'all better have my respect!
Cuz if ya don't then you might as well just give,
But don't hit yourself too hard home dog,
My looks are a gift,
And as I stand here, shooting lyrics right at you,
You wonder how I'm not able to see the truth,
Sorry buddy but you have it all twisted,
It's actually quite artistic,
Possibly even ballistic,
But then again, it's as the chorus says!
(repeat chorus X3)
YEA!
Michael 2018!
What's that?
Take some of this! How about that!
Stay down, this is my beat.
I"m absolutely flawless!
Lego!
AAAAND WHERE DONE! 2 and/or MORE CHAPTERS! Man I'm dishing theese out fast...yeah I got theese out so quickly beacause I got a friend to animate certin sceanse for me, so uhh, yeah. Anyway, Britney is now out of the team o-o, SUCKY FACES! Anyway, cya!