The Return Of The Sweet Rolls
Disclaimer: Man, WHY DO WE HAVE TO WRITE THESE THINGS?!?!? Anyway, I think you can figure out whether I own ENYTHING in this fic except the sweet rolls. Tracey's back, and this time the sweet rolls are headed for Cianwood City. Continuation of 'Sweet Rolls Attack Viridian City And Tracey!'
Ash, Misty, and Tracey were riding to Cianwood City on Lapras. Ash was wondering if he should push Tracey off and speed away, but he decided he'd wait until they got to Cianwood City. He'd arranged a little surprise for Tracey there.
Misty was thinking how easy it would be to knock Tracey out with her mallet and shove him overboard, so that he wouldn't be able to swim. Like he could swim she thought bitterly.
Lapras soon landed on the Shore of Cianwood City. Tracey saw some palm trees and immediately ran over to sketch them. Ash rolled his eyes and Misty groaned.
Tracey was running all over the place sketching rocks and sand grains and open sky, not Pokémon or people like he was supposed to. He was in the middle of trying to sketch the sun when there was a whistle and water sprayed up into the air.
Everyone on the beach somehow produced laser guns. And from behind a rock the Sweet Rolls came. Ash smiled as he thought of how he'd told them to meet him here to get Tracey again.
Idiot that he was, Tracey waved hello and began to snap his headband again. The Sweet Rolls leveled their new-and-improved SuperSoakers, now with laser beams and flamethrowers.
"FIRE!!" yelled the lead sweet roll, and everyone did. Tracey, however, survived the blast; so all the Sweet Rolls spit sticky goo at him to suffocate him.
But, as everyone knows, someone with as little anything-capacity as Tracey could survive the sticky goo, so the Rolls knocked him down and began to jump on him again.
Finally they had jumped so much that Tracey was just very few pieces and a sketching pencil. Everyone had a party!
THE END!
Crowd: Aw, MAN! We wanna kill Tracey some more!!
Pkchampion: Don't worry, you will. I'm sure I can come up with some other way...
OR IS IT??
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OK, time for a joke: What's the difference between Tracey and a sand grain? A: The sand grain has a higher IQ. Ok, so maybe it's not funny, oh well. Thanks for reading!!!-pkc
Disclaimer: Man, WHY DO WE HAVE TO WRITE THESE THINGS?!?!? Anyway, I think you can figure out whether I own ENYTHING in this fic except the sweet rolls. Tracey's back, and this time the sweet rolls are headed for Cianwood City. Continuation of 'Sweet Rolls Attack Viridian City And Tracey!'
Ash, Misty, and Tracey were riding to Cianwood City on Lapras. Ash was wondering if he should push Tracey off and speed away, but he decided he'd wait until they got to Cianwood City. He'd arranged a little surprise for Tracey there.
Misty was thinking how easy it would be to knock Tracey out with her mallet and shove him overboard, so that he wouldn't be able to swim. Like he could swim she thought bitterly.
Lapras soon landed on the Shore of Cianwood City. Tracey saw some palm trees and immediately ran over to sketch them. Ash rolled his eyes and Misty groaned.
Tracey was running all over the place sketching rocks and sand grains and open sky, not Pokémon or people like he was supposed to. He was in the middle of trying to sketch the sun when there was a whistle and water sprayed up into the air.
Everyone on the beach somehow produced laser guns. And from behind a rock the Sweet Rolls came. Ash smiled as he thought of how he'd told them to meet him here to get Tracey again.
Idiot that he was, Tracey waved hello and began to snap his headband again. The Sweet Rolls leveled their new-and-improved SuperSoakers, now with laser beams and flamethrowers.
"FIRE!!" yelled the lead sweet roll, and everyone did. Tracey, however, survived the blast; so all the Sweet Rolls spit sticky goo at him to suffocate him.
But, as everyone knows, someone with as little anything-capacity as Tracey could survive the sticky goo, so the Rolls knocked him down and began to jump on him again.
Finally they had jumped so much that Tracey was just very few pieces and a sketching pencil. Everyone had a party!
THE END!
Crowd: Aw, MAN! We wanna kill Tracey some more!!
Pkchampion: Don't worry, you will. I'm sure I can come up with some other way...
OR IS IT??
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OK, time for a joke: What's the difference between Tracey and a sand grain? A: The sand grain has a higher IQ. Ok, so maybe it's not funny, oh well. Thanks for reading!!!-pkc