Yellow P.O.V.

I hate the world. I hate fighting. WHY ME?! I'm as angry and frustrated as can be. My Pokémon sense it too, and figure they should go hard.

Crystal unenthusiastically sends out Bonee. She seems distracted, and I hear her muttering under her breath, "Ok, so the nearest earthquake shelter is…"

I send out Ratty, my long-time friend. I'm not going easy. No Sirree. I'm going hard.

"START ALREADY!" Chuck bellows, startling Crystal. She looks at me and hisses, "Let's make this quick."

I nod. Ratty nods too. Soon, I sweep through her entire team using only Ratty. Crystal is impressed. "Nice job," she congratulates me.

"And the winner is," Chuck grumbles, not bellowing for the first time since I met him, "Am…Ama…Am…Crystal."

Oh I'm so done. "Let's see if you can do any better against me," I snap.

"YOU'RE ON," he growls.

I take back Ratty. I know he's a Fighting-type Gym leader, so I'll send out Gravvy.

One fight later… (A/N: I'm terrible at illustrating battles, sorry)

For the second time since I've met him, Chuck doesn't shout at the top of his lungs. "And the winner is," Chuck says, sounding surprised and more than a little disgruntled, "Am…Ama…Am…Crystal."

"What?" Crystal asks.

"THAT'S RIGHT, CRYSTAL," Chuck booms, restored to his shouting loud self. "YOU WIN!"

"I wasn't even in the battle," Crystal says, sounding surprised.

"YES YOU WERE, DON'T YOU REMEMBER?"

"No."

"WELL YOU WIN."

Oh that is so it. I'm done. I hiss, preparing to fight him again.

No, Yellow. Mew softly speaks in my head. Give it a rest. Chuck will come to his senses in a few days, right now he's going to sulk, and if you fight him you'll make it worse.

I growl.

If it makes you feel better, I can whoopee cushion him, Mew offers, twinkly, mischievous little giggles filling my head.

I giggle myself, and Chuck glares at me. "WHAT?"

"Oh nothing," I sing.

Everyone else gives me weird looks too. Blue and Silver stare at me, and I can tell they want to know why I'm laughing. Then Mew tells them, too, and both of them smile faintly. I can tell, though, that Blue is struggling very hard to contain her laughter, because ten different music pieces that all sound like laughter very faintly enter my mind.

"ANYWAY, THAT'S IT FOR TODAY," Chuck booms, sitting down in his seat.

PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT!

We all burst out in laughter. Especially Blue and I.

"CLASS DISMISSED," Chuck says obliviously, not noticing the whoopee cushion at all. "WHAT'RE YOU ALL GIGGLING AT? SHOO, I HAVE ANOTHER CLASS TO TEACH!" He stands up from his seat to herd us out of the forest before plopping back down again with another loud farting sound.

We all burst into another round of laughter.