The Writing Wacko's! Do The Shasta McNasty!
They ended up wandering downstairs back to the dining room, then they were astounded to see a band getting set up. A Girl witch Emerid found familiar, a boy with brown hair, and several other performers, all setting up their individual instruments. Mew2 pointed to the girl, whispering to CTF and Emerid.
"She's wearing a Poketechnical Uniform...." Emerid sighed, nodding.
"That'd be Giselle...the Brown haired kid would be Joe. And everyone else would be...unfortunantly...a part of Pokemon tech's own Band, The Poketech Keepers. The Green Haired one would be Kishi I think, aaand the black one next to her would be her cousin Gabby. " Emerid explained. CTF Looked at Emerid strangely.
"The Poketech Keepers? What kinda name is that?"
"Let me explain why this Band's name strikes fear into the hearts of the other contestants. For Five years running, they've won every contest involving music in the Pewter/ Cerulean area. The Band is usually made up of the top students. Giselle's probably a teacher now at Poketech high....Although I think I'm wrong. Joe there got held back a few years, hence why he's in the band." Zarconizad sat on Emerids shoulder, groaning.
"So basically we're F***ed right up the wazoo since these peasents are here?" Zarconizad whined. Emerid just shrugged.
"Unknown at current." Mew2 and CTF just snorted.
"BAH! They just look like overgrown Preppy schoolboys and gals if you ask me." Mew2 grumbled.
"Ditto Here Mew2." CTF nodded in agreement. That seemed to get their attention, Giselle turning to face the Foursome.
"Did I hear you right Girl? Preppy schoolboys? Well for your information we come from pokemon Technical, the highest regarded school in the entier Pokemon League! Only a select few can even be permitted into Pokemon technical, and that in itself is an honor!" Giselle huffed.
"Pfft. you mean only the few with the fattest wallets." Mew2 snickered. Giselle just flicked her hair back, staring at Mew2.
"Oh is that what you think? Well let me tell you something Ms. Hotshot! Did you enter in the Battle of the bands??" Giselle asked in a demanding tone. They all nodded yes.
"Well I pity you all. You'll be walking away from this hanging in your head in shame, for ever competing against Pokemon Technicals's best and brightest, the Poketech Keepers! I bet you haven't even made a song up yet! No? Oh really What a surprise! And Don't I think I don't recognize your wacko guy Emerald! With him on your side you'll most assuredly lose! And I bet this white haired Fat girl can't even play an instrument! Really? Oh gee! You see, the Poketech keepers base their performance on only the HIGHEST standards! Performance, Quality, and creativity! We make up our own songs! Everyone else just copies songs sung by other people! What songs do you have to play? You don't have any? Oh wow what a shock! And Mr. M&M! What kind of Shrimpy Pokemon is that on your shoulder? You know a Pokemon's size is one of the most important factors in it's fighting skill and power level! You must've not raised it that well!" The Wacko's just stood ther, mouths agape. Zarconizad had curled up and started sobbing ontop of Emerids Shoulder.
"FAT???? WHO THE HELL YOU CALLING FAT YOU B****!!" Giselle's mouth dropped down from CTF"s insult, shocked. Mew2 just smirked and drew her fist back. Before she let loose, the Other Poketech Keepers gathered behind Giselle, who'se shocked expression turned to a smirk of superiority.
"I'd think twice about throwing that punch, There's about five other people in this room not on you three's side. Think about it." Mew2 growled, but dropped her fist. Emerid just hissed and jumped forward.
"YOU WON'T ATTACK THIS NO GOOD JACKASS I'LL DO IT!" With that Emerid Kicked Giselle in the gut, doubling her over. He then wrapped one arm around her head and draped an arm over his shoulder before falling down onto his back, still holding Giselle's head under his arm, drilling her head into the ground for a DDT. Zarconizad had jumped off and was now hovering between the two bands. Mew2 jumped forward, tackling About two other People with her and started pounding As CTF grabbed two other peoples head and slammed them together. Zarconizad just flew above the current battle, sighing.
"CAN'T WE ALL JUST GET ALONG?" he Cried before getting beaned by a piece of what looked like a guitar. Zarconizad shook it's head and roared.
"HAAYAAAAA! KAAAMIIIKAAAZZZEEEEE!" It roared, diving down into the battle and clamping onto a guy's head, pulling at the hair and biting into his nose. The Following carnage was very....destructive. It Involved several Wrestling moves from Emerid, lots of low blows by Mew2 and an impressive display of agility from CTF. Zarconizad would jump from person to person, biting at their noses or blinding them with a blast of fire in front of their eyes. Instruments were used as weapons, When they were done, the room was a mess and CTF, Emerid, and Mew2 stood amongst the fallen Poketech Keepers, breathing heavily with their own very surplus of injuries. Zarconizad was sprawled out atop Emerid's hat, breathing raggedly.
"Well...*huff Huff* we cleaned their clocks..." CTF gasped.
"Yeah...but *wheeze groan* we'd better vamoose before...aynone get's here.." Emerid said, holding his arm.
"Agreed...*huff puff*.." Mew2 gasped out. They proceeded to run out of the dining room towards their hotel room.
The clerk knocked on the door once, tapping on the metal tray. Emerid opened the door, wearing his silver sunglasses.
"You're....order sir." The Clerk explained, handing him the tray. Emerid nodded and took it, giving the waiter a dollar before slamming the door shut. He walked to the couch, where Mew2 was sitting, holding her fist. CTF was in the recliner next to the couch, rubbing her knee.
"Alright...we have a Bucket of ice for the knuckles...." He took the bucket of ice and handed it to Mew2, who immediately shoved her fist into it, letting out a sigh of relief.
"Ahhh......Man that feels good.." She mumbled. Zarconizad, who was laying on the table, flew over to the bucket of ice and grabbed out an ice cube and set it back on the counter. He then laid down on the Ice cube, letting out a sigh.
"Ooooo my aching back....."'
"Aaand for the Thief with the bruises...we have several ice packs...." He handed CTF several packs of ice, which she applied to her bruised knee and such.
"And for the Emerid...." He removed his sunglasses, revealing two large black eyes.
"We have a big old slab of raw meat." He grabbed the raw T-Bone steak and sat down in the other recliner, applying it to his eyes. CTF stared at him strangely.
"You know...that's just an old wives tale..."
"Explains why it's not working...Damn." He tossed the meat back on the tray.
"Can I borrow some Ice packs?" CTF looked rather hesitant at this request, buit reluctantly tossed him one, which he put over his eyes.
"Now that feels better." He sighed, leaning back in the recliner.
"God. This is just great, now we're gonna get thrown out of the hotel and probably the band competition..." Mew2 whined, shoving her fist farther into the ice.
"Not a chance." Mew2 looked at CTF.
"What do you mean?? We beat the living Crap out of the Top Competitor!"
"Not to mention them damn preppy bastards." Emerid mumbled. CTF let out a laugh, but it turned into a moan of pain.
"It's all about Pride. We just beat the hell out of those Poketech High students! We were outnumbered but we still beat'em up. Now they'll want revenge, and from their rep as high standing trainers, they won't go and rat us out, but they'll try to beat us at the competition probably, to help their wounded pride. By the By Emerid, those were some........UNIQUE......Fighting methods..." CTF explained.
"What you mean Unique?"
"As in, very freaky strange. What the hell kinda move was that you did on Giselle before it even started???" Mew2 asked.
"Oh that. Common Professional Wrestling Move, called a DDT."
"You....WATCH WRESTLING?"
"Yup, every chance I get. Love The Rock, Rocky Maiva Kicks ass. Big Show's pretty cool too though, although I personally like Too Cool..." Mew2 and CTF stared at him as he rambled on about his favorite wrestlers.
"You DO know it's rigged right?" CTF asked politely.
"Hell yeah It's rigged. It'd have to be For people to take THAT kind of punishment and not fall over unconscious." Mew2 and CTF blinked, a bit astounded at Emerid.
"What about that move when you lifted them up into the air and fell back, slamming them into the ground back first?"
"That's technically called a Suplex, although the variation I did was called a German Suplex."
"And When you shoved their heads inbetween your legs, grabbed their waist, and sat down?"
"A Variation on the Piledriver."
"And when you Hooked their head with your arm and drove it through a drum before slamming the guy's head into a piano?"
"Okay that One I made up." Emerid admitted, his eye's still covered witht he ice pack. They all sat for a moment, contemplating the fight.
"Giselle WAS right tho." CTF admitted reluctantly. Mew2 and Emerid turned their heads to CTF.
"We Still need to pick out our songs. All we've done since GETTING to pewter is get into Trouble. Brock's Gym, The Scientific Mob, Beating up on the Poketech high keepers.....Well okay the last one was kick ass cool." CTF barked out a laugh, then winced in pain.
"Especially since we KICKED their asses." Mew2 chipped in.
"True, very True Mademoiselle Mew2." Emerid admitted, shaking his head.
"Hmph, everyone's complimenting each other....I don't see anyone Praising ME for biting into those guy's noses and stuff...." Zarconizad whined.
"Lest we not forget, ZZ there was doing pretty well against Kishi and Gabby, lighting Kishi's Pigtails on fire. Here ZZ, have the Steak." Emerid congratulated, scooting the tray closer to Zarconizad, who eyed the steak.
"It's been years since I've had Raw meat....."
"It's been thousands of years since you had ANYTHING." Mew2 pointed out. Zarconizad shrugged.
"I am Hungry...but I'm more of a vegitarian." Emerid sat up, taking the Ice pack off his eyes and looking at Zarconizad.
"Okay now that's just plain weird, a fire breathing Dragon that eats Veggies."
"People...People we're getting off the subject here..." CTF exclaimed, Waving a hand.
"You're right. How are we going to choose songs to play?" Mew2 mused.
"First order of Business...CHANGING THE BANDS NAME!" CTF Cried at Emerid, who winced in response.
"What's Wrong with Writing Wacko's??"
"That's not a BANDS Name. Thats the name of Wacked out frauds of writers who put themselves into their own stories!" CTF remarked.
"Hey...." Mr. Emerid cried indignantly.
"So let's start brainstorming people!" Mew2 urged, placing a hand on her face. They all sat for a moment, thinking.
"Zodiac?" Zarconizad said, raising it's head.
"Sounds too Religious." Emerid shot that idea down.
"The Cool Thief Freaks?"CTF offered, shrugging.
"....With your rep we'd be arrested on site once the name hit the public." Mew2 mumbled.
"The Flaming Zarconizads?" Zarconizad asked again.
"...Too long..." CTF mused.
"Pokemon Masters?"
"That's the name of people who achieve high ranks in the poke-league." Mew2 pointed out.
"Yeah might end up with some legal issues there CTF."
"The Keepers of the Mewtwo?" They all thought a moment on that one.
"Nah." They said unanimously. Suddenly EMerid shot up, Taking the Ice pack off his eyes.
"I GOT IT! I GOT IT! It's new! It's Fresh! It won't have any legal precedents!" He announced. Mew2, CTF, and Zarconizad leaned forward.
"Tell us!" Emerid grinned broadly.
"Shasta...McNasty!" Mew2 and CTF stared at Emerid like he had just grown another head.
"Shasta McWHO????" They asked unanimously.
"Shasta McNASTAH!" Emerid responded in a somewhat musical tone.
"What the hell is That???"
"That's almsot as bad as the Writing Wacko's!"
"What have you been SMOKING?" Emerid just frowned and folded his arms together.
"Anyone got anything BETTER?" Emerid asked slyly. CTF, Mew2, and Zarconizad stared at each other a moment, then looked back at Emerid.
"We'll take it."
"Sounds better than Writing Wacko's."
"It has a certain....Appeal."
"Fine, Shasta McNasty it is! Now we just need to decide on SONGS....." Mew2 and CTF looked at each other, then grinned evilly.
"Tell you what Emerid. Since YOU decided on the band Name...." Mew2 Started.
"YOU can come up with a starter song, FROM SCRATCH." CTF finished.
"WHAT??"
"Hey! You claim to be the one with Taste! And you're certainly wacked out enough to make up songs, so you make one up, CTF and I will choose two others! That way we each get to sing a song." Mew2 stated Smugly.
"How Come I'M alway's stuck with the Hard stuff?" Emerid whined.
"Because you prance around like an idiot and don't think before acting." CTF said matter-of-factly.
"But I have to MAKE UP A SONG???"
"Shut up and start thinking." Mew2 ordered. Emerid sighed and rubbed his face. Having two traveling companions was starting to turn out more trouble than he had realized.