Halloo! Sorry about the lateness, my computer crashed and my original file won't open, so I have to type it up again --.

So, with 4 badges (Change, HM, IQ, and Dark) Ash and co. find the 5th gym, but all is not as it seems. So, will the gang survive? Find out, in...

Insane

Disclaimer: Rearrange the following words to make a well-known phrase: Not Pokémon own I do.

"Stop being so vain, Ash."
Ash let go of his jacket's side which he was a admiring his badges against. As it fell gently down, he caught it again and continued admiring his badges. Misty sighed. "You are so immature."
They had got off the motorbikes at the end of Route 10. They were walking down the short, and to Route 12, and had stopped to think about the last time they had been there.
"Come on. We'd better be going," said Ad. He had no idea as to what the rest of the group was talking about, and was feeling rather left out. They continued along the path.
They turned a corner, and the Trick House was right in front of them. It had curvy roofs, and bushes on either side. Ash brushed away one bush to reveal a small room. He crawled into it. It was pitch black; he couldn't see a thing.
"Yowsa!" Ashfound himselfplummeting through the floor. He grabbed the trapdoor he had fallen through, and hauled himself up.
"I think we should look in the other bush," he commented, rubbing his head.
Behind the other bush was a glass tube, which extended into the 'mansion'. It had a very wide base, so the whole gang could fit in.
Ad smiled. "I think this is the way in," he said, and pressed a button on the wall. An air jet started up, sucking Ash's cap up. As Ash started to go bananas, the jet strengthened, and pulled the entire gang through the tube. After a moment of chaos, the gang was in a sprawled heap on the floor inside the mansion.

Ash got up and dusted himself off. Everyone else followed. Inside the mansion looked just like a gigantic playhouse, with pipes and glass tubes everywhere; pits of water and of sand; and a huge slide.
"Wow." Ash let his Pokémon out, including Sentret and Furret. As they played around, a man walked up to Ash.
"So. You are competing in the Alternative League? And you want the fifth badge?"
"Yes. My name is Ash Ketchum from Pallet Town."
"I am Archibald Sentimia. I came from Fuchsia City, but I moved up here." Archibald shook Ash's hand.
"So...can you tell me where the fifth gym leader is?" Ad, Brock and Misty anime-fell. Archibald merely giggled.
"You're looking straight at him."
Ash realized what everybody else knew already as Archibald reached for a PokéBall.
"Okay, let's battle! Pika–" Ash looked over to where Pikachu was totally ignoring him and playing on the giant slide. He sighed. "Maybe later. I need to get Pikachu off that thing."

From on top of the mansion, Jessie, James and Meowth watched through their binoculars. "We need to get Pikachu off that thing as well. And I know just how we'll do it!"

"Just one more time, okay Pikachu?"
"Pi." The Pokémon clambered up the ladder. It was just about to slide down when an extendable-arm-with-a-hand-on-the-end™ grabbed it and pulled it up to the roof.
"PIKA!"
"Ha ha aha ha aha ha!" laughed a woman evilly.
Ash grimaced. "There's only one person in the world who laughs that stupidly..."
Jessie glared at him from her platform in the sky. "I'll have you know that I've read the Encyclopedia Teamrocketa, Laughs to Laughs sixteen times and memorized every word!"
Misty yawned. "Yeah, whatever."
"Shut up, twerp! You'll pay for insulting my evil laugh! Arbok, go!" The snake burst out of its ball, screeched menacingly, and fell into a pit of water. It struggled out, and as the other Pokémon were howling with laughter, used Poison Sting. It hit all of them, except for Sentret and Furret. Archibald pulled out a PokéBall and threw it. Out of it came a Mr. Mime.
"Mr. Mime!" the Pokémon cried. It turned to look at Arbok, formed a Barrier, and fired it. The Barrier hit the distracted Arbok full on. The dazed Pokémon was leapt upon by Sentret and Furret, and after a flurry of Bites and Tail Whips, retreated. James reached for his PokéBall and chucked it. The ball revealed Weezing.
"Wee-zing!" said the Pokémon as it flew gracefully over the water pit–
"Why can't mine do that?" said Jessie
–and into Sentret and Furret. Mr. Mime bounded forward, and threw a ball of telepathic energy at Weezing. It was hit, and stumbled back. But a cloud of Poison Gas was blown out of Weezing, and it sapped Mr. Mime's strength. Archibald pulled out another ball. Inside it was a Muk. It crept up to Weezing through the gas, and used Headbutt. Weezing was flattened. Furret rushed into it, and it flew into Team Rocket. The Team fell over backwards, and almost off of the platform. Muk slithered over to where they would land of they fell. It looked up with a smirk. Jessie gasped. "Don't make me come down there!" The Pokémon curled up, and fired a huge ball of Sludge upwards. It hit the about-to-tumble Team Rocket. They were smacked sky-high, and Pikachu fell into Ash's hands.
"Good thing we learnt gobbledygook!" said Meowth in midair.
"Why's that?" asked James, puzzled (as always)...
"Hey! I heard that!"
..."So we can say:" "LOOGS LIKD DEAM ROKCDF'S BLASHENG OHF AGAWN!"

"What on Earth did THAT mean?" asked Ash, looking into the sky. A triumphant "Yes! They are stumped," echoed quietly through the mountains, but nobody heard it.
"It doesn't matter. What does is that they're gone now, and you have Pikachu back. So," Archibald went on, going to the other end of the pitch, "we can battle!"
Ash smiled. "You're on! Pikachu, go!"
The rodent hopped confidently into the ring. Archibald let out a Slugma, which used Fire Spin. The vortex of flames surrounded Pikachu. It used Agility, and just managed to spot, out of the corner of its eye, a crack in the fiery tornado. Now or never, it thought. It soared through the break, and used a midair Tackle. It hit the Slugma, and damaged it a bit, but...
"Pikachu! Are you alright?"
"Pi..."
The Pokémon had been burnt on contact with the lava Pokémon. Ash pulled out another ball.
"Squirtle, go!"
The turtle burst out of the ball, and used Hydro Pump. Slugma started to cool down. Steam filled the air as Slugma's lava set slowly. Soon, Slugma was completely paralyzed. Squirtle curled up in its shell, and fired itself at Slugma. The speeding shell crashed into Slugma, and the Pokémon went flying. Archibald pulled out another ball.
"Go, Eevee!"
The cute Pokémon came out, and rammed Squirtle. Ash called Squirtle back, and sent Pikachu back in again. Pikachu used Thunder Wave, which paralyzed Eevee just long enough for Pikachu to use a quick Thundershock. However, this was not enough to defeat Eevee, which used Tri Attack. Pikachu was knocked backwards. It was about to faint when it used the final attack. A tremendous Thunder filled the arena. When it cleared, Eevee had fainted but Pikachu was hanging on by the skin of its teeth. It fainted from shock, but it didn't matter. Ash had won.

"Well done," said Archibald to Ash in the Pokémon Centre. "As soon as Pikachu comes back, you can go."
"Don't worry," said Nurse Joy, who was cautiously looking around to test her Brock Detector™, "Pikachu's just coming back now." A Chansey wheeled in Pikachu on a stretcher. It was eating an apple. As soon as it saw Ash it leapt into his arms.
"Pikachu!" cried Ash. Pikachu stood on Ash's shoulder. Archibald held out his hand.
"Here's the badge. It's the Odd Badge."
It certainly looked odd. It was a green blob, which rippled wildly. Ash quickly put it away and turned to Archibald.
"So. I'll see you again at the League meeting, then?"
"Yep. You'll be a lot more experienced then. I might even face you once more. Who knows?"
As the gang leaves the House, Ash whispered to Ad: "Are we going to have to do all that stuff with the handcar on the Magnet Train again?" "Not for a while," smiled Ad. "Our next adventure is in Kanto as well!" And so we leave our heroes as they go off towards the next adventure.


Just like to say thanks to the Bouncy Blue Penguin and Sailor Evanescence (again) for the nice reviews: yes the no line spacing thing is a bit annoying so I may change it, but I'm not promising anything. So then, in the immortal words of Anne Robinson...

You are blah blah blah GOODBYE!

Yes, it's facelifted. The Export thing ROCKS!