A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Gameboy

Part Six!




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Jessie and James venture forth into Mt. Moon...


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"I swear, if I see one more Zubat I will be very put out," said Jessie.

"If I see one more Zubat, I'm going to be very grumpy," said James.

"They're like the Rattatas of caves."

"The Pidgies of the underground."

"And if either one of us sees one more Zubat, we'll probably just wipe it out in one or two attacks and wonder who designed the game in the first place so we can rip out his large intestine."

"His large intestine? Have you been watching Horror/Comedy movies late night again?"

"NO. I have not. I got that from some odd fic on the web. Completely different."

"Of course."

Silence.

"So, James, how goes the Magikarp?"

James groaned. "I can't believe I bought one of these things again. How did I let you talk me into this?"

"Because if we put it at the top of the list, it becomes a big strong Gyrados without us actually having to waste a pokeball catching it."

"But it cost 500 dollars!"

"James, when's the last time you found yourself hard up for cash in this happy little game?"

"Uh..."

"Just be happy when you have a Gyrados, okay?"

"Can't I just kick it with my magical pokemon-evolving boots? They worked before," James whined.

"I think that's another one of those plot devices not available in the real thing."

"Where do the writers come up with their material?"

"Who knows. Nebraska?"

"You realize somewhere out there is a Nebraskian we've just offended, right?"

"Only if it exists. It's probably north of Bill's house or something weird."

"Which brings up another point. Why is Pokeland so small? No wonder we always run into the twerps! There's only eight cities. They have more than that in most counties."

"Isn't it more like ten? Gringy City is somewhere."

"Whatever- ack!"

"What?"

"The stupid Clefairy girl keeps putting my pokemon to sleep. I'm being literally pounded!"

"Wait until they wake up."

"Ah."

More silence. More pushing of A buttons. More Zubats.

"Is it just me, or are these ladders mystical portals left behind by some ancient civilization far more technical then we?" Jessie asked.

"It's just you. They really came from outer space with the Clefairys."

"Oh. Right."

Giggles.

"Remember when we dressed up as aliens?"

"And the twerps actually believed us?"

Hysterical laughter.

"Why do they always fall for those costumes?" James wondered.

"Never mind that, where do we always get the costumes?"

"The same place we get replacement Meowth Balloons?"

"No, wait..." Jessie thinks back. "Didn't we do some kind of special? Who was that kid... Mondo! He's got a magic bag!"

James' expression becomes sour.

"Oh yeah. Mondo."

"Are you still upset because he wouldn't stop hitting on me in that cute, worshipping way of his?"

"NO."

"Uh huh. Sure."

"I'm not!"

"Whatever."

James mutters. "I'm not..."

They continue playing, James having an advantage with his Pikachu/Squirtle team. Consequently, he was able to advance more rapidly than Jessie, but only Jessie had the "supreme luck" of finding a wild Clefairy.

"WHY won't this THING stay in a POKEBALL?!"

James smirked. "Maybe it doesn't like you."

"Shut up. You try catching one of these things. This is like the third pokeball it won't stay in, and meanwhile Mars is getting pounded while asleep. Now I ask you, is that good sportsmanship?"

"You're still jealous 'cause I caught Pikachu, aren't you?"

"Are you jealous of Mondo?"

"Um..."

"Now SHUT UP!"

James shut up. Jessie caught the Clefairy. All in all, it was a good place to write:

"To be continued..."


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