(today, the Elite Four are… um… somewhere.)
Person in audience: how lazy.
(Okay fine!)
~Scene: …..uh… somewhere~
Person in audience: how original.
(Shaddap!)
Person in audience: Haha! You can't do anything to me because you're just the narrator person and I'm a real character so NYEER! (sticks out tongue)
TCL: (flies up) OKAY, I'm in a REAL form. Ya happy now?
Person in audience: …
TCL: (thwaps him with her wing) Stop interrupting the fic!
Person in audience: X_X
TCL: Ok…
~Scene:………ummmmm… Some weight-lifting place thingie. Wheeee~
Bruno: URGH! (lifts weight) RA! (pulls weight to his chest) URGH! (lifts weight) RA! (pulls weight to his chest again)
(blah, blah, blah… there, you know where Bruno is)
Person in audience: (wakes up) Who cares about Bruno???
TCL: ARRRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHH!!!! (grabs a giant eraser and "deletes" the person in audience)
Person in audience: AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH…
TCL: Serves you right.
(Scene: ….err… a cruise ship heading towards Olivine City! Wow! A real location! I'm using me tiny brain! *grins*)
Koga: (dressed in beach outfit with palm trees on it) Aaaaahh. This is the life. (pulls out a magazine labeled "World-Famous Ninjas: the real story") Yessiree, what a fine day.
Janine: (lying down on a beach chair next to Koga) Daddddyyy… Why did you bring me heeerreee….
Koga: Why? Do you have something to do?
Janine: Yes! I have to go meet up with Bu- uhhh… I mean… no.
Koga: o_0
(Scene: Ummm… ehhh… a fancy restaurant)
Karen: (Reads menu) I know what I'm getting. What about you?
Clair: I'll try the Supreme Chicken Special. (rubs hands together evilly)
Karen: o_0
Sabrina: I think I'll get… (closes eyes and does psychic thingie) no, never mind, 3/4 of all consumers said it was awful. In that case… (closes eyes and concentrates)
Karen: I wish I could do that… (pouts and remembers chapter 16)
Sabrina: Do what? ….Never mind.
Karen: So, Sabrina… How on Earth did you turn Mewtwo into a…doll…? O_O
Sabrina: I have my ways… (grins very evilly)
Karen: (scoots chair away from Sabrina nervously)
(scene: The Safari Zone. Wow! No ummms or errrs at the beginning! Go me!)
Will: A Rhyhorn. Cool-ness. (looks through binoculars) is that a… pink… Scyther!?!?
The Pink Scyther: Don't even think about catching me!!!!
Will: And it talks, too! What luck!
The Pink Scyther: (draws blades menacingly) Don't think of it! I'm an author!
Will: An…author…?
PinkScyther: YES! Now, step away from the PinkScyther…
Will: (walks backwards nervously)
(Wow! I did them all! Oh yeah!)
Person in audience: (reappears) What about Lance?
TCL: Grrr… How did you get here???
Person in audience: I have my ways.
TCL: O_O anyways… This chapter is supposed to be _DEDICATED_ to Lance. Or Lance lovers, to be more precise, because I don't like the dragon guy that much myself…
Person in audience: Why not?
TCL: I explained that in a previous chapter somewhere, perhaps… ermmm… no, I'm too lazy to go find which chapter it was.
Person in audience: (leans back in his chair) hurry up.
TCL: I WOULD, if you would just shut up!
Person in audience: Fine with me.
TCL: GOOD! (takes out duck tape and tapes person in audience's mouth shut)
(scene: Celadon City)
Lance: (takes out a few coins) This oughta be good… (pops the coin into the slot)
(Yep, you guessed it, Lance is at the… SLOT MACHINES!!!)
Lance: Quit the comments, will ya?
(This is SUPPOSED to be FUNNY.)
Lance: You're not doing a very good job…
(That was not a good idea…)
Lance: ….uh….
(anyway, Lance begins using the machine, but he is having terrible luck…)
Lance: I have never had such bad luck in my LIFE! UGH!
(I told you insulting me was not a good idea! Muahahahahahaha!)
Lance: (glares)
(anyway, Lance pokes his last coin in the slot. The three pictures that pop up are all the same, and all shaped like red Lugias)
Machine: (automatic voice) Congratulations, lucky guest! You have just won a year's supply of cookies! (thousands of cookies pour out of the slot)
Lance: …Darn. I thought it would give me a shiny Lugia…
Machine: (voice still sounds automatic) Man, do you think we'd actually be able to FIND a shiny Lugia????
Lance: I see one every day of my career here at AIADI.
Machine: Well if you don't want the cookies… You can trade them in for coins at the mysterious lair of The Crimson Lugia.
Lance: That'll be the day…
(Lance gathers up all the cookies and wonders off in search of my lair)
Lance: Let's see… If I were a cookie-obsessed, crimson, insane Lugia, where would I go… Perhaps… Cookie Mountain? Yeah, I'll try there.
(Lance heads to Cookie Mountain. Along the way he sees a sign pointing the opposite direction, saying "This way to the lair of TCL")
Lance: Well… I guess I'll go THAT way. (goes off in that direction)
(When Lance reaches the lair of TCL, he opens the door. Inside are heaps of a certain snack…)
Lance: But these aren't cookies… They're… They're… LEMON DROPS!!!
(Yes, Lance was surrounded by lemon drops. He stared at all of them, then noticed someone eating them)
Mysterious Person: Lance, why are you here?
Lance: Uh… TCL???? WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO YOU???
Mysterious Person: Huh? TCL? The Crimson Lugia doesn't live anywhere near here.
Lance: But… There was a sign that said "This way to the lair of TCL" and it leads here!
Mysterious Person: (looks confused, then whacks herself upside the head) D'oh! That sign USED to say "This way to the lair of TCLDOW" but I guess the D, O, and W were rubbed off.
Lance: Then… who ARE you?
Mysterious Person: The Crazy Lemon-Drop Obsessed Witch, also known as Hanni B.
Lance: Do you know where TCL is?
Hanni B: Hmmm… Go West of the Morty Collectable store, follow Darkness Road, and navigate through the Volcano of Pyromaniacs.
Lance: Where's the Morty Collectable store?
Hanni: That way. (points. A yellow road appears) Follow the yellow brick road. It will guide you. (vanishes)
Lance: …uhh… (he begins to follow the YBR.)
(Within an hour, Lance has reached the Morty Collectable store. He opens the door to find a familiar clerk…)
Corrector9Yui: Hey, Lance!
Lance: OH! YUI! FINALLY SOMEONE WHO _LIKES_ ME! (cries)
C9Y: Everyone likes you Lance… with the possible exception of TCL.
Lance: Why doesn't she like me???
C9Y: (shrugs) I dunno. Would you like to buy a Morty pocketwatch?
Lance: No! I'm not here for the Morty things! Can you tell me where Darkness Road is?
C9Y: Oh, it's just North of here.
Lance: Thanks… Which way is North?
C9Y: (points)
(and so, Lance was off on his never-ending quest once again!)
Lance: Hopefully it's not never-ending… (takes another step. Suddenly darkness tides over the entire sky)
Lance: Eeeeee! What is this??? (sees a sign titled "Darkness Road") Oh geez. Karen might like this… But I sure don't! (sees an Umbreon bounding over to him) …eh?
The Umbreon: Do you desire to cross darkness road?
Lance: uh, yeah.
The Umbreon: Ok. Follow me… (walks in front of Lance)
Lance: So, do you live here?
The Umbreon: not really. TCL just made me be here, you know, for the fic.
Lance: Oh, ok.
The Umbreon: Oh, and stay behind me at ALL times, or… (makes a sudden swiping motion with his claw)
Lance: (shudders) What's your name? Just curious.
The Umbreon: I am a were-umbreon author by the name of Lccorp2.
Lance: Oh, you? You were in past chapters, oh yeah…
Lccorp2: (nods) We'll get to the Volcano of Pyromaniacs soon…
(in about thirty minutes, the tides of darkness end and the bright sun comes ot again)
Lance: Oh, it's hot out here… (wipes a waterfall of sweat of his forehead)
Lccorp2: This volcano only has one inhabitant, and he's the only one who can stand the heat. Well, I'd better be off before I melt. (bounds off)
Lance: Oh great… I'm alone in a regular oven. I'm not even to the volcano yet! (walks closer to the great mountain of lava…)
(Twenty minutes later, Lance comes to a Vulpix on the top of the mountain, eating lots and lots of cheese nips)
Lance: yipes! Who are you? Wait… you're PyroVulpix, aren't ya?
PyroVulpix: (says nothing, nods)
Lance: Ok. How much longer until I get to TCL's lair?
PyroVulpix: an hour if you're quick.
Lance: …Oh, dang. I'm exhausted…
PyroVulpix: Well, dude. Tell ya what, if you're that tired, why don't you come into my burrow and have a shower?
Lance: Thanks. Wait…
PyroVulpix: BTW, we don't have any water up here, so I hope you don't mind bathing in lava…
Lance: ….AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!! (runs far, far, far away from PyroVulpix and the volcano, setting record time) Wow! I'm at TCL's lair! That only took me (checks watch) fourty-five seconds since I talked to PV! (walks inside)
(inside TCL's lair is a dark, gloomy place. There are cobwebs everywhere, and occasional fic characters wondering about)
Lance: Woah… This is creepy… (climbs the stairway)
(upstairs is just the same, but as Lance walks into a room…)
Lance: (is blinded by insane light) Woah… (looks around the room. TCL is sitting at the computer, typing)
TCL: Hi, Lance. Come in.
Lance: Thanks. (takes a seat on the couch)
TCL: (turns around to reveal a depressed face) I'm out of cookies. There are none left in any store in town. I'm gonna die. Wait a sec… (sniffs the air) I… smell…
Lance: (takes out the cookies from the slot machine) Do you, by any chance, have any slot machine coins?
TCL: (stares at cookies) AHHHHHH!!! PLENTY! (throws billions of slot machine coins at Lance) TAKE 'EM ALL! NOW GIMME THE COOKIES PLEAAAASSSSSEEE!!!
Lance: (throws the cookies at TCL) they're all yours. Say, can you teleport me back to the slot machines?
TCL: Sure thing! (Lance teleports off)
Lance: (appears) Yay! Lookit all my coins! (looks around) Say, these are the slot machines in… GOLDENROD city! I wanted CELADON city! Grrrrrrr…..
(screen blacks out)
A/N: …No comment. This chapter was one of the most fun to write out of the whole fic, although I'm not sure why… Well, nothing else to say, but REVIEW! …Ahem… Please. ^_^
