Poachemon
Chapter 10
James and Jesse were sitting next to the hill of were Ash and his friends were walking. Jesse heard a scratchy sound. "James, what are you doing?"
"I'm whittling, of course."
"James, I didn't know you could whittle, what are you making?"
"A magmar, my beloved magmar!" James got out some tack cloth to scrape the wood shavings off of the model.
"I'M GONNA..." Jesse stopped short in the middle of her threat when she realized some vital information was missing. "James, is that tack cloth spontaneous combustion proof?" James picked up the bag.
"OH SANDWICH, IT'S N..." BOOM!
Ash, Misy, and Brock were in the middle of a heavy mist. Ash was repeatedly running into trees, logs, etc. "Brock, I'm fed up with this. Where in the heck are we going?"
"Shut up, Ash. You're the one who wanted to go to the next gym in the first place."
"Hey, what's that?" Misty heard some machinery noises from a distance. They all followed the noise, and came to find a student from some school running on a treadmill. A bunch of his classmates were surrounding him, and one was asking him pokemon questions. Ash got closer to observe.
"Alright, Jimmy, how much money is all of a pidgey's feathers worth if the pidgey weighs 7 pounds?"
Jimmy responded, "Uh, 1.98?" ZAP! An electrical charge was sent through his body, but he continued to run on the treadmill anyway.
"Next question: if I fart on your face, how much will it stink?"
"What?" (Fart) The boy's butt was too swift for him to dodge. Jimmy passed out.
Ash ran up to the group. "Hey, you can't do that to him!"
"Who're you?"
"I'm Ash Ketchum, from Palet Town! I'm gonna be a Poachemon master, I already have 2 badges!" The group of boys glared at him with sly grins.
"Hey everybody, looks like we got another loser!"
"SHUT UP! I could easily take all of you on!"
"Oh really? Come on guys, let's go." The group of snotty boys headed in another direction amidst the fog.
"You guys are just a bunch of chicken wussies!" Seifer walked up to him.
"Don't steal my line, chicken wuss!" He disappeared in a bunch of smoke.
Brock finally chose to speak up. "Ash, shouldn't we be taking Jimmy some place so he can recover?"
"Oh yeah." They headed in the direction that they saw the schoolboys go. They laid Jimmy down on the ground. His eyes began to open. Behind Ash was a very large school. Jimmy came to his senses when the school bell was rung.
"A Pidgey weighing 7 pounds is worth $1.47, 21 cents for each pound of feathers!"
Ash gasped. "Jimmy, if you knew all that stuff, why didn't you just tell him the right answer BEFORE he farted in your face?"
"Because if I do, they make the questions that much harder, and the electrical shocks that much more painful. Want me to show you around the school?"
"Sure!" They walked into the door of one building to discover a room that had a resemblance to an arcade.
"This is where I learn how to be a Poachemon master! I'm in the beginners' class, which is equal to having 2 badges. This machine right here is where I practice my Poachemon skills." He turned on the game, and got a plastic gun out of the socket next to the screen. It showed a Weepinbell sitting there, and then it blew up. A gangster was coming for him with a rocket launcher. He shot the rocket that was launched, causing to explode next to the gangster. The words, 'you win' appeared on the screen. "Aren't I awesome?"
Misty was cheesed off. "So what! I want to fight you in a REAL gangster battle right now!"
"Suit your self, the computer simulations are never wrong." He took out a handgun, and Misty got out her rocket launcher. They both fired at the same time, but the rockets got to the kid before the bullet got to the rocket. Jimmy flew through the wall and into the pool.
"HA! You're simulation was way off!" A beautiful girl with wavy locks of brown hair walked up to him.
"Of course you didn't win, this girl is a gym leader at the Cerulean City gym. Her skills are much better than yours." Ash and Brock stared in amazement as Misty just glared at the obnoxious girl. "You three must be pokemon trainers, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! That's a laugh! Why not just got to this school, Poachemon tech, and get your badges through studying and school work?"
Ash wasn't admiring her as much as he had started to. "Because you're gay, that's why!"
"Well, if you're so confident in your skills, then I challenge you to a gangster battle!"
"What's a gangster battle?"
"What a moron. A gangster battle is when two Poachemon poachers fight with their Poachemon tools. Ready?"
"Ready!"
"Rules: we may only use one weapon each. Go!" The beautiful girl unsheathed a boomerang, while Ash took out his Uzi.
"A boomerang? Man, how gay can you get?"
"Watch and learn!" she thrust it at Ash, and it swiped his Uzi out of his hands.
"Cheap!" He jumped under a table as he dodged an array of bullets. Ash suddenly started to quietly cry.
"How could she use my precious Uzi against me? That little witch! I'LL MUTILATE HER!" with somewhat super human strength, Ash threw the table he was under towards his devious opponent, causing a satisfying splat. Ash jumped around in a fanfare as rescued his Uzi from her grasp.
Later that evening, Jimmy and the girl were sitting on the balcony of the school. The girl was wrapped up in all sorts of medical devices. "Sorry for saying that you suck at gangster battles, Jimmy."
"That's okay. Sorry for making all those, 'yo mama' jokes behind your back."
"You... did...WHAAAAAAAT?!" She rammed her wheel chair into Jimmy's back, causing them both to fall off the cliff.
Chapter 10
James and Jesse were sitting next to the hill of were Ash and his friends were walking. Jesse heard a scratchy sound. "James, what are you doing?"
"I'm whittling, of course."
"James, I didn't know you could whittle, what are you making?"
"A magmar, my beloved magmar!" James got out some tack cloth to scrape the wood shavings off of the model.
"I'M GONNA..." Jesse stopped short in the middle of her threat when she realized some vital information was missing. "James, is that tack cloth spontaneous combustion proof?" James picked up the bag.
"OH SANDWICH, IT'S N..." BOOM!
Ash, Misy, and Brock were in the middle of a heavy mist. Ash was repeatedly running into trees, logs, etc. "Brock, I'm fed up with this. Where in the heck are we going?"
"Shut up, Ash. You're the one who wanted to go to the next gym in the first place."
"Hey, what's that?" Misty heard some machinery noises from a distance. They all followed the noise, and came to find a student from some school running on a treadmill. A bunch of his classmates were surrounding him, and one was asking him pokemon questions. Ash got closer to observe.
"Alright, Jimmy, how much money is all of a pidgey's feathers worth if the pidgey weighs 7 pounds?"
Jimmy responded, "Uh, 1.98?" ZAP! An electrical charge was sent through his body, but he continued to run on the treadmill anyway.
"Next question: if I fart on your face, how much will it stink?"
"What?" (Fart) The boy's butt was too swift for him to dodge. Jimmy passed out.
Ash ran up to the group. "Hey, you can't do that to him!"
"Who're you?"
"I'm Ash Ketchum, from Palet Town! I'm gonna be a Poachemon master, I already have 2 badges!" The group of boys glared at him with sly grins.
"Hey everybody, looks like we got another loser!"
"SHUT UP! I could easily take all of you on!"
"Oh really? Come on guys, let's go." The group of snotty boys headed in another direction amidst the fog.
"You guys are just a bunch of chicken wussies!" Seifer walked up to him.
"Don't steal my line, chicken wuss!" He disappeared in a bunch of smoke.
Brock finally chose to speak up. "Ash, shouldn't we be taking Jimmy some place so he can recover?"
"Oh yeah." They headed in the direction that they saw the schoolboys go. They laid Jimmy down on the ground. His eyes began to open. Behind Ash was a very large school. Jimmy came to his senses when the school bell was rung.
"A Pidgey weighing 7 pounds is worth $1.47, 21 cents for each pound of feathers!"
Ash gasped. "Jimmy, if you knew all that stuff, why didn't you just tell him the right answer BEFORE he farted in your face?"
"Because if I do, they make the questions that much harder, and the electrical shocks that much more painful. Want me to show you around the school?"
"Sure!" They walked into the door of one building to discover a room that had a resemblance to an arcade.
"This is where I learn how to be a Poachemon master! I'm in the beginners' class, which is equal to having 2 badges. This machine right here is where I practice my Poachemon skills." He turned on the game, and got a plastic gun out of the socket next to the screen. It showed a Weepinbell sitting there, and then it blew up. A gangster was coming for him with a rocket launcher. He shot the rocket that was launched, causing to explode next to the gangster. The words, 'you win' appeared on the screen. "Aren't I awesome?"
Misty was cheesed off. "So what! I want to fight you in a REAL gangster battle right now!"
"Suit your self, the computer simulations are never wrong." He took out a handgun, and Misty got out her rocket launcher. They both fired at the same time, but the rockets got to the kid before the bullet got to the rocket. Jimmy flew through the wall and into the pool.
"HA! You're simulation was way off!" A beautiful girl with wavy locks of brown hair walked up to him.
"Of course you didn't win, this girl is a gym leader at the Cerulean City gym. Her skills are much better than yours." Ash and Brock stared in amazement as Misty just glared at the obnoxious girl. "You three must be pokemon trainers, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! That's a laugh! Why not just got to this school, Poachemon tech, and get your badges through studying and school work?"
Ash wasn't admiring her as much as he had started to. "Because you're gay, that's why!"
"Well, if you're so confident in your skills, then I challenge you to a gangster battle!"
"What's a gangster battle?"
"What a moron. A gangster battle is when two Poachemon poachers fight with their Poachemon tools. Ready?"
"Ready!"
"Rules: we may only use one weapon each. Go!" The beautiful girl unsheathed a boomerang, while Ash took out his Uzi.
"A boomerang? Man, how gay can you get?"
"Watch and learn!" she thrust it at Ash, and it swiped his Uzi out of his hands.
"Cheap!" He jumped under a table as he dodged an array of bullets. Ash suddenly started to quietly cry.
"How could she use my precious Uzi against me? That little witch! I'LL MUTILATE HER!" with somewhat super human strength, Ash threw the table he was under towards his devious opponent, causing a satisfying splat. Ash jumped around in a fanfare as rescued his Uzi from her grasp.
Later that evening, Jimmy and the girl were sitting on the balcony of the school. The girl was wrapped up in all sorts of medical devices. "Sorry for saying that you suck at gangster battles, Jimmy."
"That's okay. Sorry for making all those, 'yo mama' jokes behind your back."
"You... did...WHAAAAAAAT?!" She rammed her wheel chair into Jimmy's back, causing them both to fall off the cliff.