Well, here I go again and I'm going to try and get a little action in this chapter. Enjoy and remember to review. Once
again...
Disclaimer: I do not own the Monster Rancher video games or T.V. series.
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Dan awoke next morning with ideas buzzing like angry bees in his head. After his rather meager breakfast he decided he
needed a part-time job to make sure he didn't run out of money so quickly. This town was too small to find a job that would
pay enough money to quench his thirst for thousands upon thousands of gold. It was amazing how well a job as battle announcer
paid. As of the moment, he had only 5,000 gold with him, which was to him, pocket change (rich, little gits... you gotta
hate 'em). He grabbed a copy of the news paper from the lobby for 10 gold and looked through the open jobs. After a while, he
found a job that seemed easy enough for just enough gold to keep him going while he was in Jellville.
He walked out the door to find the address of the dock he needed to get the job at. As he walked through the town, he
realized how the city got its name. Jells were everywhere, cleaning houses, dealing with money behind business desks, pulling
carts hither and to, and some were even going and making hut from wet clay from the lake. After some time, he arrived at the
dock specified in the paper.
On the stone dock was a shack that said "Fish'R'Us" upon the door. Dan knocked and a gruff voice responded for
him to come in. Dan opened the door slowly and saw an old, weazened sailor sitting behind a desk covered in fish guts and
papers. Dan looked at the blooded knife on the table with disgust. Apparently, the sailor apparently saw the look on Dan's
face and said " Sorry, I don't have separate table for guttin' 'em." and cleared all junk off his table. " So, so I said,
what can I do for ya?"
" I came for the job. " he said holding the paper up.
" Ah, take a seat lad, take a seat. " said he, gesturing at a chair. At that moment, someone came in the door. On one
shoulder he had a bag of fish on the other there was an energetic main hopper, sub jell.
" Here's the catch ya' wan'ed. " he said with a strong accent.
" Fine job done laddy. Um, this is a new part-time job recruit, his name is"
" Dan Archy! " interrupted the huge bloke, " The greatest announcer of all time! " Dan's cheeks turned slightly pink
" Ta tink the idiotic, ****-headed, and overall dumb-*** officials canned ya!!!! Listen,"he took off his hat revealing
scraggly blonde hair," would you sign me book of autographs.I've got all the great announcers and trainers Mr. Archy, sir.
See, like Carledo, Kagemaru(AdeptsR2cool), and Conor(conorp)!" He took out a pen at this point and gently put it in Dan's
hand. Dan signed his book when the sailor behind the desk's patience ran out.
" Okay, enough celebrity time. Dan Archy this is John Hanagrid. Oh, and John before I tell Mr. Archy the things he
needs to know about his job, go easier on the words, you're worse than me **** it."
" Yes sir, o' course sir. "
" Where was I, oh yes, You take one of boats out there on the lake, through a net in the water, wait two hours, pull
the net in, and take it back to me. As it says in the paper each fish is 15 gold, but don't get over 199. There's a tale
about a fisherman who went netting one day and caught 200 fish. Now in his day a strange jell breed would warn sailors not
to catch 200 or more fish or they would regret it. This man thought that one fish wasn't going to make that much difference
and took his whole catch home. The next day, he went out on the lake and never came back." said the sailor in a misty
voice.
" With all do respect, sir," said John " that story is rubbish! It also says that his boat had a leak in it that he
couldn't fix and he napped while he waited for a catch! Anyway the jell was supposed to be a jell zilla mix!" His hopper
jell cross nodded in an all-knowing sort of way.
" Well, why are you still here?" asked the man behind the desk. " That's because you never could catch over 50!"
" It's true, I'm not a good netter. Half the fish in that bag was caught off bait, hook, rod ,and reel."
" I think I'll take Pezz and Nizz, my zuums just to be safe." said Dan " Can I go then?"
" Okay, just remember, under 200 fish!"
" Fine! " said Dan " whatever!" he mumbled under his breath, " See ya later John."
He unhooked Pezz and Nizz and loaded them in the boat with all the equipment. Then he got an idea, he told them to
swim under the water and grab the fish with their claws and teeth and for each fish they brought to him, they would get a
piece of a mango. Pezz and Nizz being too young to speak yet, just wagged their tales and made happy yipping noises.
They loaded onto the boat and rowed out. After a while, they dropped anchor, nets, and zuums into the water. After a
few loads of fish, his zuums came up with no fish and disturbed looks on their faces and jumped into the boat yapping very
loud. Before Dna could ask what's wrong, a rather large blue and white jell with a zilla horn instead of a red circle heart
splashed through the surface of the water. Pezz dived at the jell and the jell easily dodged out of the way sending Pezz
flying into the middle of the lake. Nizz dug her claws into the jell's stomach while it was dodging Pezz and the jell
merely picked Nizz painfully out of his chest through her into the air and fly-swattered her across the lake to land hard
in a tree. The huge jell turned to Dan, Dan grabbed a paddle and started beating the jell. The jell picked Dan up over it's
mouth and it let out horrible, gut wrenching roar. Pezz had bit part of his other hand off! The jell without thinking
flung Dan high into the air. Falling he hit the water hard. He swam over to a boat and pulled himself in. What he saw next
relieved and astounded. There John stood letting down the spear in his hands to kill whatever it was that was trying to
kill him and looking astounded at the fact that Dan was crawling slowly into his boat.
" What the ****! Mr. Archy are ya okay?!" exclaimed a flabergasted John. Dan, to tired to talk, simply pointed at the
jell still trying to get Pezz off his hands. " Dan, grab that paddle and help me row over there."
Once they got over there the jell had eaten most of Dan's catch. Before Dan could say anything, John jumped at the
jell and dug the spear deep into it's chest and started melting into a puddle that floated on the surface. Pezz tiredly
swam up to the boat and with Dan's help, got into the boat.
" Is there anything I can give you in return?" said Dan. Pezz dove towards what was left of the catch and began
feasting.
" All my family has passed on," said John who looked like he was in his late 20's, " can I travel with you
Mr. Archy ?"
" Of course, and it's Dan." Dan said, tears appearing in his eyes, he never had a son.
Later, Dan Archy, John Hanagrid, Pezz, John's hopper ,and an unconscoius Nizz were taking pictures with the K.O.ed
jell that was under restraints ,just in case it woke up, and taking questions from the press. They even received metals of
honor from the mayor.
Finally, after they escaped the crowds, they all went to John's hut. Content and sleepy they all went to sleep except
Nizz who needed to stay the night the hospital.
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Yes! Done!!! If you're wandering what the parenthesis were, they were other writers who are close friends of mine. Yes,
they are trainers in MR2 and that's what they call them selves in the game. Hope you enjoyed!
again...
Disclaimer: I do not own the Monster Rancher video games or T.V. series.
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Dan awoke next morning with ideas buzzing like angry bees in his head. After his rather meager breakfast he decided he
needed a part-time job to make sure he didn't run out of money so quickly. This town was too small to find a job that would
pay enough money to quench his thirst for thousands upon thousands of gold. It was amazing how well a job as battle announcer
paid. As of the moment, he had only 5,000 gold with him, which was to him, pocket change (rich, little gits... you gotta
hate 'em). He grabbed a copy of the news paper from the lobby for 10 gold and looked through the open jobs. After a while, he
found a job that seemed easy enough for just enough gold to keep him going while he was in Jellville.
He walked out the door to find the address of the dock he needed to get the job at. As he walked through the town, he
realized how the city got its name. Jells were everywhere, cleaning houses, dealing with money behind business desks, pulling
carts hither and to, and some were even going and making hut from wet clay from the lake. After some time, he arrived at the
dock specified in the paper.
On the stone dock was a shack that said "Fish'R'Us" upon the door. Dan knocked and a gruff voice responded for
him to come in. Dan opened the door slowly and saw an old, weazened sailor sitting behind a desk covered in fish guts and
papers. Dan looked at the blooded knife on the table with disgust. Apparently, the sailor apparently saw the look on Dan's
face and said " Sorry, I don't have separate table for guttin' 'em." and cleared all junk off his table. " So, so I said,
what can I do for ya?"
" I came for the job. " he said holding the paper up.
" Ah, take a seat lad, take a seat. " said he, gesturing at a chair. At that moment, someone came in the door. On one
shoulder he had a bag of fish on the other there was an energetic main hopper, sub jell.
" Here's the catch ya' wan'ed. " he said with a strong accent.
" Fine job done laddy. Um, this is a new part-time job recruit, his name is"
" Dan Archy! " interrupted the huge bloke, " The greatest announcer of all time! " Dan's cheeks turned slightly pink
" Ta tink the idiotic, ****-headed, and overall dumb-*** officials canned ya!!!! Listen,"he took off his hat revealing
scraggly blonde hair," would you sign me book of autographs.I've got all the great announcers and trainers Mr. Archy, sir.
See, like Carledo, Kagemaru(AdeptsR2cool), and Conor(conorp)!" He took out a pen at this point and gently put it in Dan's
hand. Dan signed his book when the sailor behind the desk's patience ran out.
" Okay, enough celebrity time. Dan Archy this is John Hanagrid. Oh, and John before I tell Mr. Archy the things he
needs to know about his job, go easier on the words, you're worse than me **** it."
" Yes sir, o' course sir. "
" Where was I, oh yes, You take one of boats out there on the lake, through a net in the water, wait two hours, pull
the net in, and take it back to me. As it says in the paper each fish is 15 gold, but don't get over 199. There's a tale
about a fisherman who went netting one day and caught 200 fish. Now in his day a strange jell breed would warn sailors not
to catch 200 or more fish or they would regret it. This man thought that one fish wasn't going to make that much difference
and took his whole catch home. The next day, he went out on the lake and never came back." said the sailor in a misty
voice.
" With all do respect, sir," said John " that story is rubbish! It also says that his boat had a leak in it that he
couldn't fix and he napped while he waited for a catch! Anyway the jell was supposed to be a jell zilla mix!" His hopper
jell cross nodded in an all-knowing sort of way.
" Well, why are you still here?" asked the man behind the desk. " That's because you never could catch over 50!"
" It's true, I'm not a good netter. Half the fish in that bag was caught off bait, hook, rod ,and reel."
" I think I'll take Pezz and Nizz, my zuums just to be safe." said Dan " Can I go then?"
" Okay, just remember, under 200 fish!"
" Fine! " said Dan " whatever!" he mumbled under his breath, " See ya later John."
He unhooked Pezz and Nizz and loaded them in the boat with all the equipment. Then he got an idea, he told them to
swim under the water and grab the fish with their claws and teeth and for each fish they brought to him, they would get a
piece of a mango. Pezz and Nizz being too young to speak yet, just wagged their tales and made happy yipping noises.
They loaded onto the boat and rowed out. After a while, they dropped anchor, nets, and zuums into the water. After a
few loads of fish, his zuums came up with no fish and disturbed looks on their faces and jumped into the boat yapping very
loud. Before Dna could ask what's wrong, a rather large blue and white jell with a zilla horn instead of a red circle heart
splashed through the surface of the water. Pezz dived at the jell and the jell easily dodged out of the way sending Pezz
flying into the middle of the lake. Nizz dug her claws into the jell's stomach while it was dodging Pezz and the jell
merely picked Nizz painfully out of his chest through her into the air and fly-swattered her across the lake to land hard
in a tree. The huge jell turned to Dan, Dan grabbed a paddle and started beating the jell. The jell picked Dan up over it's
mouth and it let out horrible, gut wrenching roar. Pezz had bit part of his other hand off! The jell without thinking
flung Dan high into the air. Falling he hit the water hard. He swam over to a boat and pulled himself in. What he saw next
relieved and astounded. There John stood letting down the spear in his hands to kill whatever it was that was trying to
kill him and looking astounded at the fact that Dan was crawling slowly into his boat.
" What the ****! Mr. Archy are ya okay?!" exclaimed a flabergasted John. Dan, to tired to talk, simply pointed at the
jell still trying to get Pezz off his hands. " Dan, grab that paddle and help me row over there."
Once they got over there the jell had eaten most of Dan's catch. Before Dan could say anything, John jumped at the
jell and dug the spear deep into it's chest and started melting into a puddle that floated on the surface. Pezz tiredly
swam up to the boat and with Dan's help, got into the boat.
" Is there anything I can give you in return?" said Dan. Pezz dove towards what was left of the catch and began
feasting.
" All my family has passed on," said John who looked like he was in his late 20's, " can I travel with you
Mr. Archy ?"
" Of course, and it's Dan." Dan said, tears appearing in his eyes, he never had a son.
Later, Dan Archy, John Hanagrid, Pezz, John's hopper ,and an unconscoius Nizz were taking pictures with the K.O.ed
jell that was under restraints ,just in case it woke up, and taking questions from the press. They even received metals of
honor from the mayor.
Finally, after they escaped the crowds, they all went to John's hut. Content and sleepy they all went to sleep except
Nizz who needed to stay the night the hospital.
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Yes! Done!!! If you're wandering what the parenthesis were, they were other writers who are close friends of mine. Yes,
they are trainers in MR2 and that's what they call them selves in the game. Hope you enjoyed!