I'm SO sorry I've haven't updated! My internet connection has been down for
months! We just finally got it fixed. Then ff.net goes down and a bunch of
stuff just kept happening! Here's two, yes, two chapters as an apology. I'm
really incredibly sorry! Stupid internet connection..But I must warn you,
it's a Brock chapter. He's back by popular demand! Well, no, not really,
but some are curious about him, so I thought I'd give you a update on what
he's doing. Nothing elaborate though. Oh! And before I forget, I have some
things I need to add in my Author's Notes. I've been forgetting to say
these things every chapter..
I love constructive criticism. If you have a correction, don't be afraid to tell me! Sorry Zita for spelling your name wrong! It's a pretty hard name to spell. I didn't mean to. I got 100 reviews! Thanks everyone. I think Snea gave me my 100th, then everyone else gave me more! Thanks a whole lot everyone! *{~ TTFN= Ta Ta For Now. It's from Winnie the Pooh. Tiger's little saying. I myself am an Eeyore fan, but I like the saying.
I think that's all. If I forgot anything, I'll say it next time. Now on to the chapters!
Disclaimer- nope, sorry got the wrong girl.
Brock flexed his muscles and grinned. All that training had really paid off! He was the new Buff, Broad, Beautiful Brock! He struck a pose and his shirt ripped. The third one this week. He took it off, throwing it to the side. Then struck another pose.
"With this new bod, Nurse Joy and Officer Jenny won't be able to keep their hands off me" he told himself, grinning. Then, off to the left, he heard some giggling. He turned and there they were. The beautiful, lovely, ravishing, stupendous, Nurse Joy and Officer Jenny. Brock slicked down his hair, puffed out his chest, and strutted toward them.
"Excuse me ladies" he said in a deep, powerful voice.
"Oh my!" the two girls exclaimed. Brock flexed his arms, grinning, dashingly.
"Are either of you free tonight? You can watch me weight train with my Onix" Nurse Joy giggled, reaching out to rub his chest, then wrap her arms around his neck.
"Me too!" Officer Jenny exclaimed, jumping into Brock's arms.
"Now, now ladies, there's plenty of Brock for us all.."
Both girls leaned in, bringing their sweet lips close to each of his ears. He could feel their warm breath. He closed his eyes, waiting for them to make his dreams come true. Their lips parted and....
BROCK! YOU'RE LATE!
"WAAAAAAA-oomf!" Brock leaped out of bed and landed on the cold, hard, stone floor. He rubbed his head, every time that bird shouted, it gave him a headache.
"Please..let me rest" he whimpered. His entire body ached and he still had a bump where his staff had hit him in the head. Then he heard smothered laughter and looked up to see the firedog, his jaw shut tight, with one paw clutched over his mouth. Even through all this effort, chuckles still sneaked out.
Brock! I said up at FIRST light! That means when the sun is COMING up! Not when it's ALREADY up! Molders told him, expasturated. They had made it to the temple three days ago, and had continued the training right then. But no matter how many times Molders told Brock this, Brock couldn't get up at dawn. Brock groaned again, slowly getting to his feet.
"This is inhuman! My body feels like it's been beaten by a tornado, run over by a truck, and hurled through a burning forest!"
It hasn't? Could've fooled me.. Entei said, as he walked outside, to join Molders. Brock didn't know what was worse, Moltres's training, or Entei's comments. Brock groaned again, stretching his back, which felt like one big bruise.
"I'll be out in a sec!" he shouted, then, slowly and painfully, got dressed for training. Inside the temple were more secrete rooms that Moltres had opened. He was in one of the bedrooms, the walls were covered in red orange stones, and in the middle of the room was a bed and a dresser. Sighing, Brock finished dressing and went to follow Entei and Moltres.
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Maybe you should go easier on the lad, at least until the others get here Entei sat down in the grass, looking up at the dot in the sky that was Molders.
We both know that one more day of training can be the difference between victory and defeat. Molders swooped down, banking left.
That extra lap he can do around the field may get him that much farther from danger. One more ability with his staff may save him in battle He landed besides Entei, stretching his wings. Entei sighed, nodding.
I know, but he does try hard. At least you could let his body get used to the excersizing. He may become strong enough to run twenty miles, but if he's too sore to do it... Entei broke off as Brock came outside. He twirled his staff between his fingers and looked at the pokemon expectantly.
"All right, what's next?"
Yep, well, that's basically it. Now that we all know Brock is fine, (more or less) we can get back to Ash and Misty! Yay!
I love constructive criticism. If you have a correction, don't be afraid to tell me! Sorry Zita for spelling your name wrong! It's a pretty hard name to spell. I didn't mean to. I got 100 reviews! Thanks everyone. I think Snea gave me my 100th, then everyone else gave me more! Thanks a whole lot everyone! *{~ TTFN= Ta Ta For Now. It's from Winnie the Pooh. Tiger's little saying. I myself am an Eeyore fan, but I like the saying.
I think that's all. If I forgot anything, I'll say it next time. Now on to the chapters!
Disclaimer- nope, sorry got the wrong girl.
Brock flexed his muscles and grinned. All that training had really paid off! He was the new Buff, Broad, Beautiful Brock! He struck a pose and his shirt ripped. The third one this week. He took it off, throwing it to the side. Then struck another pose.
"With this new bod, Nurse Joy and Officer Jenny won't be able to keep their hands off me" he told himself, grinning. Then, off to the left, he heard some giggling. He turned and there they were. The beautiful, lovely, ravishing, stupendous, Nurse Joy and Officer Jenny. Brock slicked down his hair, puffed out his chest, and strutted toward them.
"Excuse me ladies" he said in a deep, powerful voice.
"Oh my!" the two girls exclaimed. Brock flexed his arms, grinning, dashingly.
"Are either of you free tonight? You can watch me weight train with my Onix" Nurse Joy giggled, reaching out to rub his chest, then wrap her arms around his neck.
"Me too!" Officer Jenny exclaimed, jumping into Brock's arms.
"Now, now ladies, there's plenty of Brock for us all.."
Both girls leaned in, bringing their sweet lips close to each of his ears. He could feel their warm breath. He closed his eyes, waiting for them to make his dreams come true. Their lips parted and....
BROCK! YOU'RE LATE!
"WAAAAAAA-oomf!" Brock leaped out of bed and landed on the cold, hard, stone floor. He rubbed his head, every time that bird shouted, it gave him a headache.
"Please..let me rest" he whimpered. His entire body ached and he still had a bump where his staff had hit him in the head. Then he heard smothered laughter and looked up to see the firedog, his jaw shut tight, with one paw clutched over his mouth. Even through all this effort, chuckles still sneaked out.
Brock! I said up at FIRST light! That means when the sun is COMING up! Not when it's ALREADY up! Molders told him, expasturated. They had made it to the temple three days ago, and had continued the training right then. But no matter how many times Molders told Brock this, Brock couldn't get up at dawn. Brock groaned again, slowly getting to his feet.
"This is inhuman! My body feels like it's been beaten by a tornado, run over by a truck, and hurled through a burning forest!"
It hasn't? Could've fooled me.. Entei said, as he walked outside, to join Molders. Brock didn't know what was worse, Moltres's training, or Entei's comments. Brock groaned again, stretching his back, which felt like one big bruise.
"I'll be out in a sec!" he shouted, then, slowly and painfully, got dressed for training. Inside the temple were more secrete rooms that Moltres had opened. He was in one of the bedrooms, the walls were covered in red orange stones, and in the middle of the room was a bed and a dresser. Sighing, Brock finished dressing and went to follow Entei and Moltres.
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Maybe you should go easier on the lad, at least until the others get here Entei sat down in the grass, looking up at the dot in the sky that was Molders.
We both know that one more day of training can be the difference between victory and defeat. Molders swooped down, banking left.
That extra lap he can do around the field may get him that much farther from danger. One more ability with his staff may save him in battle He landed besides Entei, stretching his wings. Entei sighed, nodding.
I know, but he does try hard. At least you could let his body get used to the excersizing. He may become strong enough to run twenty miles, but if he's too sore to do it... Entei broke off as Brock came outside. He twirled his staff between his fingers and looked at the pokemon expectantly.
"All right, what's next?"
Yep, well, that's basically it. Now that we all know Brock is fine, (more or less) we can get back to Ash and Misty! Yay!