Poachemon

Chapter 7

Ash silently snickered to himself for his ingenious plan. Pickachu are so stupid! Plus, thanks to that yellow ball of stupidity, the legal forces think Pickachu is a Pokemon Poacher! "MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Misty was busy tossing the Pokemon chunks out the window. "Ash is a friggin' psycho." She walked out of the room with a paralyze heal. "Ash, I know we've been through a lot, but don't you think we should be going to the gym?"

"The gym, why?"

"So you can be a world renowned Poke Poacher, of course!"

"What's the point in that? I just wanna be rich!"

"You idiot! You don't know anything about Poachemon, do you? If you get all eight badges, you get to challenge the elite four. If you win, you'll be the master of Poachemon. Those guys are treated like royalty! (At least all the Poachers will.) You make a whole lot of moolah if you're the grand Poachemon poacher!"

Ash had never heard the word 'poach' spoken that many times in one paragraph. "If you're so enthusiastic about it, why don't you be the champion?" Misty's face turned red.

"BECAUSE I'M A GYM LEADER YOU MORON!"

"Oh, I forgot. But Misty, I've heard the Poachemon gym leaders are VERY strong, how am I supposed to beat them?"

Misty was preparing a big speech on the weaponry a Poachemon master could have. "You see, Ash, A Poachemon master may have 6 weapons to choose from. Those six are divided into three categories. Vehicle, gun, and accessory."

"What's an accessory?"

"That's like anything else: bombs, flash bombs, smoke screen, etc."

"Oh."

"Anyways, you already have two, your stealth bomber, and your Uzi. You will eventually need to get the other four along your travels. If you do the math, that leaves room for one more gun, one more vehicle, and two accessories." Ash began to wonder what he would choose. He had also been neglecting the fact that his Uzi was still packed with food pellets. Maybe I'll take the elite four challenge after all, he thought. Ash jumped into the control room and headed for Pewter city. I'm gonna kick that leaders...

"Booty."

"Jesse, will you knock that off?"

"James, I can't help it! Look at that Magmar, it's hideous!"

"Shut up! It's beautiful! And it's going to get OUR booty off of the sun! Alright Magmar, use dynamic punch!" The red and orange pokemon obeyed, and punched them back towards earth. But then it realized that punching itself back with them would be a whole different story...