(Originally posted on 7-26-4)
Pre-chapter Conversation
"Well, here we are at week three of the fic." I said. "I guess there's nothing else to do except start, so…"
"Meow?" A female voice was heard.
"Huh?" Izzy and I looked at each other. We turned and saw a meowth wearing a gold collar walk onto the stage. The cat looked at Izzy and grinned.
"Meowth!"
"Hey! Who let the cute kitten on stage?!" I yelled at the stage hands who only shrugged in response. The meowth walked towards Izzy, never losing that grin.
"Meow!" Izzy raised an eyebrow at the pokémon's behavior.
"Uhhh… Am I supposed to know you?" He asked. "Hey wait…" He bent down and looked at the collar around the cat's neck. He gasped. "Sadie? I-Is that you?"
"Meow." The meowth nodded as its eyes started to water. Tears came to Izzy's eyes.
"Oh my God! Sadie! It really is you!" He opened his arms. "Come to Daddy, baby!" Sadie grinned.
"Meowth!!!" She ran over and jumped into her trainer's waiting arms. Izzy hugged her lovingly.
"My baby! I haven't seen you in so long!" He cried.
"Meow…" Sadie purred in response. Izzy looked up at me.
"I don't get it though. What's she doing here?"
"I guess because of the fact that we combined the two dimensions, Sadie was able to come here to the Rocket Power side." I replied.
"Then how did she know to come to the studio?"
"Instinct?" I shrugged. "Anyway, if we're done with this touching reunion, we gotta get to business." I turned to the camera. "For this chapter, we're doing a tiny jump forward in time to bring you a parody of the episode 'Princess VS. Princess,' in which Misty battles the evil Jessie for a set of pokémon dolls in the annual Princess Festival contest. Now for this chapter, Reggie—"
"Hang on!" Izzy yelled as he stood up and glared at me. I sighed.
"What now?" I asked as Sadie hopped on Izzy's left shoulder.
"Meow."
"News flash, Boss, you don't have anybody playing as Misty." Izzy reminded.
"Yeah I do." I said. "Before I was interrupted, I was going to say that Reggie is playing as Misty for this chapter."
"But she's playing as Jessie." Izzy said, raising an eyebrow. "Who's supposed to fill her role?" I grinned in response.
"You'll see."
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Rocketmon Ch. 8: Princess VS. Prince?!
It has been about two months since Sam won the Surfboard Badge at the beach. Since that time, he hasn't challenged the other two gyms; he just trained. He's caught a lot of pokémon; about thirty. He trained them hard. Some evolved while others just simply got stronger.
Sam isn't the only one who got stronger. Team Rocket has been training hard as well. They had to do whatever it took to catch Sam's pikachu. Otto and Reggie were ecstatic when their koffing and ekans evolved into Weezing and Arbok. Within this time, they must've battled Sam like a hundred times, losing every single battle. No one in Ocean Shores knew that the three extreme sports enthusiasts were members of the evil organization. Only Sam had that knowledge. Despite the fact that he knows this, Sam has chosen not to rat his friends out. When they aren't trying to steal pokémon, the trio has been hanging out with the blond to keep up the illusion that they're not out to get him.
Within the last two months, the pokémon center was fully repaired and Ray went back to work as the doctor of the center. Tito reluctantly went back to his duties as the center's chansey. They worked hard to heal the sick & injured pokémon of the city. It's amazing that being the leader of Team Rocket hasn't deterred Ray from his job.
Today is Girl's Day. The holiday normally reserved for Hawaii has been declared a national holiday by the president. Why? I have no clue. Each year, the stores have drastic discounts. There's mass chaos as all that shopping is done. If you're a girl, you get to enjoy the fun of getting thousands and thousands of clothes and other junk cheap. But if you're a guy, you get to carry packages.
(A/N: Girl's Day is an actual holiday. In Hawaii and Japan, it's celebrated on March 3rd. Despite that fact, it's September in the story.)
Reggie has been dragging Otto and Twister around the many stores on the boardwalk all day. She's been buying skateboards, surfboards, roller blades, and safety gear, as well as some (but not a whole lot of) girl stuff.
"Charge this to the Team Rocket account!" She demanded as she slapped down some clothes on the counter.
At the park…
"RegGIE! Can we stop this already!?" Otto complained. He and Twister were struggling to hold up the many bags they were carrying. They were in their uniforms.
"Yeah! Let's bag this and go surfing!" Twister agreed.
"No way! I'm having so much fun!" Reggie replied happily. She turned to her teammates. "Besides, you don't think I've been shopping for myself, do ya?"
"You got stuff for us too?" Twister asked with surprise. Reggie picked up a couple of fruit baskets.
"Of course not. I'm getting stuff for Raymundo to apologize for not catching Pikachu." She said. Otto rolled his eyes.
"Figures. What makes you think Raymundo would forgive us when you're spending his money the way you are?" He asked as he put down the bags.
"He'll forgive us if she could find a half price pikachu." Twister said as he too unloaded the bags.
"The boss'll love these gifts!" Reggie laughed. Just then, a long red tongue snatched the fruit from under her nose.
"Huh?" Everybody looked behind the female Rocket. The tongue belonged to a pink pokémon, who chewed on the fruit.
"That's one hungry lickitung." Twister observed.
"Licki." Lickitung walked towards a couple of boxes. Reggie gasped as she figured out the pokémon's intention.
"Don't you dare!" She yelled. The pokémon didn't listen as it tore into the boxes, grabbing some clothes. "That was our present for the boss!" Lickitung chewed on the clothes before it scrunched its face in disgust.
"Tung!" It spit out the clothes. Reggie looked horrified.
"Ahhh! Those were limited edition Malibu brand swimming trunks!" Lickitung turned and started to walk away. "Don't think you're just gonna eat and run!" Reggie grabbed her poké ball.
"Go! Arbok!" She tossed it.
"Charbok!" The snake hissed as it appeared in front of Lickitung. The normal type brought out its tongue and licked Arbok, paralyzing it.
"Crap!" Reggie grabbed an empty ball. "Poké ball! Go!" She tossed it and it hit Lickitung. The ball sucked it in and closed shut. Reggie smirked as she picked up the ball containing her new pokémon. Otto and Twister were gaping.
"She captured the lickitung." Twister said with amazement.
"What are you gonna do with it?" Otto asked.
"I'll deal with this thing later." Reggie growled as she pocketed the poké ball. "Come on. We're going home to change out of these uniforms and I'm gonna give my credit cards a good workout." She started walking. Otto and Twister groaned as they picked up the bags.
"I didn't know Reggie was old enough to have a credit card." Otto said.
"Dude, I didn't know Reggie could even be seen in that outfit!" Twister yelled.
"I heard that, Cat Boy!" Reggie's voice was heard. Otto and Twister quickly followed.
Later…
"Mom! Do we really have to be out here!?" Sam asked as he tried to keep up with his mom in the sea of women. He and Pikachu were having trouble keeping the bags together.
"Of course we do! We gotta get the best dresses!" Paula replied. Sam sweatdropped.
"Can we at least take a break?"
"Oh alright. How about Burger King?"
"Anywhere's good. Just as long as I can drop these bags!"
"Pika…" Pikachu groaned.
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"Cha…" Pikachu sighed as it ate its burger. The Dullards and the electric mouse were sitting in a booth in the local Burger King. Sam was starting on his fries as Paula sighed.
"This was a good idea, Sammy. I'm way too tired after all that shopping." She took a sip of her soda.
"So we can go home now!?" Sam asked with excitement.
"No." Sam's face drooped. "Hey look. Some movie star is coming to town today." Paula pointed at a billboard. Sam looked and saw the face of Leonardo Dicaprio.
(A/N: There's a first for me; mentioning an actual movie star in a fic. Anyway, I was trying to think of some movie star that girls go for, but I couldn't figure out anybody that girls like nowadays.)
Sam shrugged in a non-caring matter.
"Anyway Sam, let's put these bags in the car and do some more shopping!" Paula said excitedly. Sam and Pikachu sighed as they got up from the table with the heavy bags.
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"Remind me to go out of town when next year comes, Twist." Otto said. He and Twister were sitting on a bench in a store, watching Reggie and some other girls fight over some clothes. The trio was wearing their normal clothes.
"Hands off! That's mine!" Reggie's voice was heard shouting.
"Who knew shopping could be such a dangerous sport?" Twister remarked. They watched the ladies go at it for a few minutes before an announcement came on over the P.A.
"Attention Girl's Day shoppers! Attention Girl's Day shoppers! The annual Girl's Day pokémon tournament will be starting in an hour at the Mad Town gym. The winner will receive a one-of-a-kind set of pokémon skating gear and a date with movie sensation, Leonardo Dicaprio!"
"EEEEEEEEEE!!!!!" All the females in the area screeched. Their howl more than busted every single window within a ten mile radius.
Outside…
"So that's why he's here today." Sam said after hearing the announcement. Surprisingly, his glasses were unharmed by all the girls' screaming. Of course, he and Pikachu got trampled on by a stampeding horde of women.
"®.® Ouch…"
"®.® Chu…"
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"A one-of-a-kind set of pokémon skating gear? I'm there!" Reggie yelled as she started to run outside.
"Hang on!" Twister and Otto yelled as they tackled her.
"Let go of me!"
"Are you crazy!?" Otto yelled. "If you use your pokémon, everybody will know who you are and the cops will arrest ya!"
"Besides, the rules of the tournament say that you gotta have four pokémon, which you don't have." Twister said. Reggie and Otto turned to him.
"How do you know that?" Reggie asked. Twister held up a book. It was pink and had a poké ball on the cover.
"I picked up this rule book while we were going between stores. It also says that only girls can participate in the tournament."
"Oh great! My one chance to get some cool gear and I can't because we decide to be criminals!" Reggie groaned.
"¬.¬ Like you don't have enough gear already?" Otto remarked. Reggie walked forward.
"There's gotta be someone who can help." She then noticed Sam and Pikachu limping in the direction of Mad Town. She got an evil grin. "Perfect. Hey Sammy!"
"She's gonna ask the Squid for help?" Otto asked before chuckling.
"Good luck winning!" Twister yelled before doubling over in laughter. Reggie turned to them.
"He's got better pokémon than we'll ever have!" She yelled before running over to Sam. Otto stopped laughing and glared at Reggie's fleeting back.
"Come on, Twist." He growled. "We got work to do." He started walking in the direction of the Rocket household.
"What do you mean?" Twister asked as he followed.
"You'll see." Otto replied with a smirk.
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"Hi Sammy!" Reggie yelled as she stepped in front of Sam, startling him.
"H-Hi Reggie. What's up? Where are Otto and Twister?" He asked, looking around nervously. Pikachu was hiding behind his legs.
"They're around. I need your help with something." Reggie replied. Sam gave her a curious look.
"With what?"
"I need to enter the Girl's Day tournament, but I don't have any pokémon. Could you possibly lend me four, please?" Reggie gave him a pleading look. Despite the fact that she's the female member of Team Rocket, Sam just couldn't say no. He sighed in defeat.
"Alright. I'll lend you some of my pokémon."
"Pika!" Pikachu yelled in distress. Reggie grinned.
"Great! Come on! The tournament's gonna start soon!" She grabbed Sam's hand and ran off towards Mad Town. The blond quickly grabbed one of Pikachu's paws and the pokémon was taken for the ride.
At Mad Town…
"Oh mon…" Conroy sighed as he watched the spectators fill the bleachers. "I need someone to fill in as announcer, but who's gonna take the job?" He then noticed Lars walking by the gate. "Hey Lars!"
"What?" Lars asked as he stopped. Conroy walked up to him.
"I need someone to be the announcer for the tournament. Could you do it?"
"What's in it for me?" Lars asked with his arms crossed.
"You get to see all the girls and I'll pay ya." Conroy replied.
"O.O Girls? WOOHOO!!!" Lars ran into the gym.
"Yes!" Conroy cheered before following.
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"Hmmm… So what pokémon do you have with you?" Reggie asked. She and Sam were standing by the stands.
"I'll show ya." Sam replied. He tossed five poké balls ahead of him. They opened and Weepinbell, a growlithe, starmie, venonat, and psyduck appeared. The psyduck had a vacant expression and was holding its head.
(A/N: I know Sam's allergic to dogs, but I didn't want to use Vulpix and there isn't another fire type that evolves using a fire stone. Let's just say he's not allergic to his growlithe because it's an entirely different species of dog?)
"What with the duck?" Reggie asked.
"Psyduck always has a headache for some reason." Sam replied with a shrug. He called back the water type.
"Anyway, I think I'll use Weepinbell, Growlithe, Starmie, and Pikachu."
"Hmmm… Pretty well rounded." Sam said as he called back Venonat. He picked Pikachu off his shoulders.
"Pika chu!" The pokémon protested, squirming around in Sam's grasp. The blond brought the electric type close.
"Don't worry." He whispered. "If she tries anything, I'll call you guys back."
"Pika!" Sam rolled his eyes at the pokémon's fright.
"I'll release you as soon as I call you back. Ok?"
"Chu." Pikachu grinned as it jumped on Reggie's shoulder. Sam bent down towards his other pokémon.
"Now remember." He started. "Follow Reggie's instructions. She's your temporary trainer." The pokémon nodded to show their understanding.
"We're now ready to start the tournament!" Conroy's voice was heard through a megaphone. "Will all contestants please assemble on the field."
"Well, see ya in a few." Reggie said as she walked to the field. A lot of other girls were present. They all lined up. The crowd cheered.
"Welcome lame-os!" Lars started over the microphone. "I'm your announcer, the ever-talented Lars Rodriguez, the best trainer in Ocean Shores. Better than the Squid. Better than Team Rocket. Better than—"
"GET ON WITH IT!!!" Everybody else yelled.
"Jeeze! Tough crowd. Anyway, welcome to Ocean Shores' first annual Girl's Day tournament. If you'll look to your right, you'll see one of our prizes." Lars gestured to an area where a curtain was drawn. Conroy, who was there, pulled the string.
"It's brand new, it's one-of-a-kind, and only one of our lucky ladies will win this set of pokémon skating gear! The only set in the world!"
The curtain was pulled back, revealing a skateboard with Articuno pictured on it, a helmet with Zapdos pictured on it, elbow pads that had Moltres pictured on one & Entei on the other, and knee pads that had Suicune on one & Raikou on the other. There was also a pair of roller blades that had a pikachu pictured on each blade. It all seemed to sparkle.
"God! Could you get anymore tacky?" Sam commented.
"Pika." Pikachu said, crossing its arms. Sam's other pokémon nodded in agreement.
"The winner will also go on a date with actor Leonardo Dicaprio, but wouldn't you beautiful ladies want to go out with someone a little more manly? Someone like me, perhaps?" Lars continued.
"NO WAY!!!" All the girls on the field yelled. Lars fell over.
"Woah. I'm so gonna look good after I win that set!" Reggie said.
"You mean I'm gonna look good after I win that set." A voice giggled. That voice sounded familiar to Reggie, but she couldn't quite place it. It was kinda surf-ish, but high pitched. The Rocket turned to the girl.
"Yeah right, girly. I'm gonna—" She stopped herself as she got a good look at the girl. She was wearing a red dress, but that's not what made Reggie stop herself. The girl had familiar reddish tanned skin.
'It can't be!' Reggie thought. The girl had red hair that was shoulder length. The purple haired girl gasped as she saw the last shred of proof; a pair of extremely familiar sunglasses!
'It is…'
"Wh-what are you doing—" Reggie started. She was cut short as the "girl" giggled again.
"Prepare for trouble." She started sweetly. She then grasped her hair.
"Make it double!" The girl pulled back her hair to reveal that she wasn't a girl, but Otto wearing a wig! He put the wig back on.
"To protect the world from shoobies!" He said in that high pitched voice. He pulled off the wig again.
"To unite all surfers within our nation!" He said in his normal voice. He put the wig back on.
"To denounce the evils of major beefs!" He took it off.
"To get huge air in the stars above!" He put it on.
"Ottalyn!" He took off the wig.
"Otto!" He put it back on.
"Team Rocket grinds rails at the speed of light!" Otto yelled in his high pitched voice. He tore off the dress to show that he was wearing Reggie's uniform. He took off the wig one last time.
"Surrender now or prepare to face us in Hockey!" He finished in his normal voice as he put on the wig.
"Twister! I'm confused!" Twister yelled as he appeared in front of Otto in his meowth costume. The entire crowd gasped.
"There's only one thing I can say after seeing that!" Lars started angrily. Otto, Reggie, and Twister sweatdropped.
"Finally! Somebody realizes the truth." Sam said to himself.
"That is the HOTTEST girl in this tournament!" Otto—I mean—Ottalyn grinned and waved as the guys in the audience roared and made wolf whistles. Reggie, Sam, and Twister fell over.
"I can't believe how stupid everybody is in this dimension." Sam grumbled in disbelief.
"What the hell are you doing here and in my uniform!?!" Reggie hissed as she grabbed Otto by the shirt. The smaller Rocket struggled out of her grip.
"I'm participating in this tournament to win that skate set." He replied. "And also to show you that our pokémon are much stronger than the Squid's."
"You're using my pokémon!?" Reggie hissed, clenching her fists. Otto smirked.
"Yep. If you'll excuse me," He said before putting on his Ottalyn voice. "I have a contest to win." He then walked off with Twister in a womanly matter. Reggie sweatdropped as Sam walked up to her.
"What was that about?" He asked, trying hard to keep up the facade that he doesn't know Otto's true identity.
"Nothing." Reggie growled. "We need to get ready."
'He's so gonna get it for using my pokémon.' She thought bitterly.
"And now, we will divide all of our contestants into two divisions." Lars said. "Half of the girls will be in the western division and the other half will be in the eastern division." He held up a board that displayed all of the girls in each division. The camera zoomed in to show that Ottalyn was in the western division and Reggie was in the eastern division.
"The winner of each division will face off in the final match. Each trainer is allowed four pokémon."
"HEY! WHERE'S LEONARDO!?" The girls in the audience yelled.
"Uhhh…" Lars turned to Conroy. "Yeah. Where is he, anyway?" Conroy took the microphone.
"He should be here soon. Now, let the tournament begin!" The crowd roared.
"First up in the eastern division are Reggie and Sherry!" Lars said. The two ladies assembled at both ends of the field. Reggie's back was turned towards the beach and Sherry stood at the end of the field towards the audience. Sam's pokémon were standing behind the purple haired girl.
"Hey Sherry!" Reggie yelled as she waved.
"Hey Reggie! Where have you been? I tried to call you, but your machine kept coming on!" Sherry replied.
"I've been around…" Reggie replied. "Anyway, I guess we're battling, huh?"
"For the love of—! Just start already!" Lars yelled as he rung a bell.
"Go! Kingler!" Sherry yelled, tossing a poké ball into the field. In a flash, the crab with the wonder claw appeared.
"o.O;;; That's one huge claw…" Reggie said before shaking her head and pointing in front of her. "Go! Weepinbell!"
"Bell!" The grass type floated into the field.
"And it's Weepinbell VS. Kingler to start off the match!" Lars yelled.
"Vine Whip!" Reggie ordered. Weepinbell wrapped its vines around Kingler and squeezed it while raising it above its head.
"Oh! And Reggie starts off with a Vine Whip attack! Since water types suck against grass types, I guess we can say adiós to Kingler!" Sherry quickly called back Kingler and grabbed another poké ball.
"Not bad, Reg, but I'm going to win!" She made the wind up. "Go! Graveler!" She tossed it, sending out the four-armed rock type.
"And Sherry's second pokémon is a graveler! Of course, we all know that this won't last long." Lars announced before he gave a teasing laugh. "Everybody knows that rock types are weak against grass types and it's even worse when said rock type is also a ground type! Pahahahahahaha!!!"
"Shut up already!" Sherry shouted at the announcer. Reggie blinked at the information Lars divulged.
"Rock types are weak against grass types?" She shrugged before pointing forward. "Weepinbell! Razor Leaf!" The grass type quickly spun around, launching a flurry of leaves, which struck Graveler. The rock type had a dazed expression as it fell backwards.
"What'd I tell you? Over in nothing flat!" Lars said with another laugh. Sherry shook a fist at him.
"Stuff it already!" She yelled. Lars shrugged.
"What? I'm just calling 'em as see 'em."
"If I lose this because of your bad announcing, I'm gonna whomp you!" Sherry threatened. The brunet was beside himself with laughter.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! You, whomp me?! I'd love to see that!" He waved a dismissive hand. "Now get back to your match! You're halfway towards losing!" Sherry growled as she grabbed the next poké ball and turned towards Reggie.
"Go! Raticate!" She tossed it and the overgrown rat appeared.
"Well, well. It seems that Sherry actually does have a pokémon that isn't weak against grass types." Lars teased. "Will Regina switch out or will she keep Weepinbell in?"
"Oh now you're gonna start with me!?" Reggie yelled at him.
'Hmmm… So she hates being called that in this dimension too.' Sam thought at his place in the stands.
"I'm an equal opportunity bully. You above all people should know that." Lars replied with a shrug.
"Ugh!" Reggie slapped her head before turning back to the battle.
"Raticate! Hyper Fang attack!" Sherry ordered. The normal type charged towards Weepinbell with its teeth gleaming in the sunlight.
"Weepinbell! Stun Spore!" The Rocket commanded. A yellowish fog came out of the grass type's mouth. The fog completely covered Raticate, causing it to stop in its tracks.
"Raticate got paralyzed! What will Sherry do to save her pathetic rat!?" Lars said with laughter. Sherry sent him a death glare for that one.
"Quick Weepinbell! Vine Whip!" Reggie yelled. Weepinbell extended its vines and wrapped them around Raticate. In one swift motion, the normal type was tossed out of the field.
"Raticate is out of bounds! Sherry only has one more pokémon left before she loses this tournament while Regina—" Reggie glared at Lars. "—still has all four of her pokémon! What will Sherry's last loser of a pokémon be?"
"That does it!" Sherry roared as she starting running towards the announcer's booth.
"Now, now." Lars said, shaking a condoling finger. "If you attack me, you'll be disqualified. So get your little helpless self back to the battle." Sherry stopped and shook her fist at him before walking back to her end of the field. She called back Raticate and prepared to send out her final pokémon.
"Go! Poliwhirl!" She tossed the last poké ball, revealing the water type.
"Tisk, tisk. I thought you would've learned your lesson." Lars said.
"T.T'' You're dead after this match." Sherry said, facing him. He only laughed in response. She groaned and turned back to the battle. "Poliwhirl! Double Slap!" The pokémon charged towards Weepinbell with a hand raised.
"Weepinbell! Vine Whip!" Reggie ordered. The grass type brought out a vine and tripped Poliwhirl.
"Quick Poliwhirl! Get up!" Sherry yelled desperately. The water type scrambled to its feet. "Now use Hypnosis!" The disc on Poliwhirl's chest started to spin.
"Hurry Weepinbell! End this with Razor Leaf!" Weepinbell gave a mighty spin, causing numerous leaves to fly out and strike the frog, causing it to faint.
"And the sister of Rocket Dork wins!" Lars said. The crowd cheered. "And she did it without even switching once. It seems that she's off to a great start!"
"Yeah! And I'm gonna have a great finish too!" Reggie yelled while punching the air. Sherry called back Poliwhirl and turned towards the announcer's booth. She slowly walked towards it, punching her hand all the while. Lars gulped.
"Uhhh… Sherry? You weren't being serious before, right?" Sherry smirked.
"You be the judge."
And with that, she pounced on him.
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"And now for the western division, it's the beautiful Ottalyn and Trish." Lars said. He now had a black eye. He was also missing one of his teeth. Ottalyn and Twister were standing with their backs to the beach and Trish was standing with her back towards the crowd.
"How are ya gonna win, Ottoman?" Twister asked. "Ya only got two pokémon to use." Otto turned to him.
"You're forgetting something important, bro." He said mischievously. Twister looked at Otto's eyes for a brief moment before he noticed his reflection in his partner's sunglasses. He gasped.
"Ahhh! I'm dressed up as a pokémon!"
"Glad you remember!" Otto yelled as he grabbed Twister by the back of the neck. "Now get out there!" He tossed the taller boy into the field.
"And Ottalyn starts off with a pretty big-looking meowth!" Lars yelled. "What will Trish pick as her first pokémon?"
"I can't believe he doesn't recognize his own brother." Sam said as he looked at the announcer's booth. "But that should be expected, I suppose."
"Go! Primeape!" Trish yelled as she tossed a poké ball. In a flash, Twister's worst nightmare appeared.
"AHHHH!!! GIANT MONKEY!!!" The crowd laughed as the costumed boy cowered.
"Don't just stand there! Scratch attack!" Ottalyn ordered. Twister looked at his paw gloves.
"Uhhh… Scratch with what!?"
"Just do something, dude!" Twister turned towards Primeape. His knees were shaking.
"I-I'm not afraid of you! Here I come!" He yelled bravely as he charged towards the monkey.
::WHAM!!!::
"AHHHH!!!!" Twister screamed as he got punched into the air. Otto sweatdropped as he saw his best bro crash land on the beach.
"It was worth a shot." He said with a shrug. He turned towards Trish and grabbed a poké ball.
"Go! Arbok!" He tossed it and Arbok popped out. The cobra dove towards Primeape as the gorilla drove its fist forward. Primeape was about to connect, but Arbok caught the fist…with its own mouth. Arbok sunk its teeth into Primeape's hand. The fighting type's face turned blue and it stumbled backwards from Arbok before collapsing.
"My Primeape!" Trish yelled.
"Primeape got poisoned by Arbok! It looks like it's out of the match and our combatants are tied!" Lars said. Trish called back Primeape and took out another ball.
"Go! Quilava!" She tossed it and the fire weasel appeared. "Flamethrower!"
"Quilava!" It yelled as it spewed fire from its mouth.
"Arbok! Dig!" Ottalyn ordered.
"Charbok!" Arbok cried as it busted through the field, avoiding Quilava's attack.
"Woah! Arbok just burrowed underground! Where will it end up? Beats the hell outta me!" Lars said with a wide grin.
"¬.¬ He's enjoying his job a little too much." Sam muttered.
"Get 'im!" Ottalyn cheered. The ground under Quilava shook and Arbok broke through, head butting its opponent in the process. "Now use Wrap attack!" Arbok wrapped its tail around Quilava and squeezed hard. The fire type yelled in pain before fainting. Trish called it back.
"Ooooooohhhh… Tough break, but that's what happens you go up against a girl of great beauty." Lars said lovingly as he stared at the "girl" in question. Ottalyn gulped. "Trish is halfway towards losing. What will her third pokémon be? As a matter of fact, why does it matter? As long as Ottalyn wins, I don't care." He sighed. Everybody sweatdropped at that little speech.
"Hey! You're supposed to be indifferent!" Trish yelled. Lars ignored her and grabbed a flower.
"She loves me." He tore off a petal. "She loves me not." He tore off another one. Trish fell over before grabbing her next poké ball.
"Go! Fearow!" She tossed it and the bird appeared. It flew a little bit above the ground.
"That doesn't scare me one bit!" Ottalyn yelled as she grabbed Weezing's poké ball. "Come back, Arbok!" The snake slithered back to Otto as he made the wind up.
"Go! Weezing!" He tossed it and the boy's only pokémon appeared.
"Fearow! Drill Peck!" Trish ordered. Fearow squawked as it flew towards Weezing, its beak spinning like a power drill.
"Quick Weezing! Smog attack!" A thick green fog emitted from the poison type. The cloud enveloped the entire field. The flying type stopped its attack as the poison took effect. It landed on the field and started staggering around.
"Come on, Fearow! Don't give up!" Trish said. Fearow tried to fly back up, but it was no use.
"Weezing! End this with Tackle!" Ottalyn yelled. Weezing rammed into Fearow, tossing it out of the cloud and the field. The fog dissipated.
"She loves me. She—Oh! Err… Fearow was tossed out of bounds, so Weezing wins! Trish is down to her final pokémon while the lovely Ottalyn has three pokémon left." Lars announced. Trish called Fearow back and got her final poké ball ready.
"Go! Skiploom!" She tossed it and the cute grass type appeared.
"Come on Ottalyn, baby! Poison types can beat grass types! You got this thing won!" Lars yelled. Ottalyn sweatdropped before she grinned.
'Well that's good to know.' She thought. 'I never thought I'd say this, but thanks, Lars.'
"Lars! You're gonna get it when this match is over!" Trish threatened before turning back to the field. "In any case, Weezing can't beat Skiploom if it's sleeping!" She pointed forward.
"Skiploom! Sleep Powder!" The flower on top of Skiploom's head spun, causing a blue powder to float towards Weezing. The poison type breathed in the powder and was out instantly.
"Oh sorry, babe! Weezing fell asleep, so it's out of the match!" Lars said sadly.
"Stop taking sides already!" Trish yelled. Otto called back Weezing.
"Go! Arbok!" He ordered. Arbok went into the field.
"Skiploom! Tackle!" The grass type ran head on towards the cobra. Ottalyn scoffed as she pointed forward.
"Arbok! Poison Sting!"
"Charbok!" The snake hissed as it opened its mouth and fired numerous needles. They connected and Skiploom was defeated. The crowd roared.
"Yes! Ottalyn wins! She's gonna go all the way!!!" Lars yelled, punching the air.
"I can't believe I lost…" Trish said as she called back her pokémon. She stood up and turned towards Lars, who was currently dancing on his desk. She growled before running towards him.
"Go Ottalyn! Go Ottalyn! It's yo birthday! It's yo birthday!" The slightly insane brunet cheered before he noticed Trish. ";.; Not again."
"Yah!" The girl yelled as she tackled him.
"Yes! I'm gonna get that skating gear!" Otto yelled as much screaming was heard. Twister crawled up to him. He was bruised & battered and his meowth costume was ripped in many areas. The "girl" gave him a curious look.
"Are you alright, bro?" Twister grabbed Otto by the shirt and pulled him in close.
"You…" He said with a cold glare. "Don't you ever, EVER make me battle a giant monkey again!" Otto chuckled nervously.
"Sorry about that, dude."
Later…
Both Otto—excuse me—Ottalyn and Reggie fought hard throughout the tournament. Using Arbok and Weezing, Ottalyn got through match after match flawlessly. Reggie also got through the tournament ok. Changing between Pikachu, Weepinbell, and Growlithe, she defeated her side of the board with no problem. It was coming down to the wire.
"Ladies and dorks!" Lars started. Both of his eyes were now black and he was wearing a bandage on his forehead. His left cheek was swollen while his right cheek had a band-aid on it. "We are now at the final match of the tournament!" The crowd cheered.
"Fifty beautiful females entered, but only two have made it to the final match! Reggie Rocket, daughter of this city's pokémon center's doctor and the gorgeous, mysterious, good-looking, foxy, pretty—"
"SHUT UP!!!" Everybody yelled. Ottalyn was trying to cover up her blush as she moved to a bench.
"It's official. Lars has gone off the deep end." Sam said. At the announcer's booth, Conroy was having an extremely hard time holding Lars back. The kid in the gray hat had hearts in his eyes as he tried to run towards Ottalyn.
"Come on! She's my dream girl!" He yelled.
"No way, mon! Ya still have to do commentary!" Conroy yelled back. Lars calmed down and took his seat.
"Sorry about that. Anyway, Ottalyn is the other player in this final act!" The crowd cheered. "The winner of this match will win the one-of-a-kind pokémon skate set and a date with Leonardo Dicaprio, who still hasn't shown up yet! The loser will get a date with me!"
"BOOOOOOOO!!!!!!" The audience yelled as they threw rotten vegetables at Lars.
"Dude! You even tricked Lars! He totally wants ya!" Twister said to Otto.
"Yeah, but I don't want him!" Otto replied. He then got a serious look on him. "Twist, I'm just one win away from victory."
"Yeah. Ya just gotta beat Reggie." Twister replied. "One thing though. You know how the winner also gets that date?"
"Yeah. What about it?"
"Well, what if you win? You'd have to go on that date."
"O.O;;;;; Oh crap… I forgot all about that." Otto said worriedly. His expression then changed to a happy one. "But not to worry! I'll just give the date to Reggie and I'll take the skate gear! It's the least I can do after I whomp the Squid's pokémon."
"Just a reminder to our final two contestants," Conroy's voice was heard through the speakers. "The winner HAS to go on the date. Otherwise, she doesn't get the skate gear either." Otto and Twister fell over.
"Alright! Intermission's over!" Lars yelled. "Let's bring out the ladies!" The crowd roared as the combatants stepped out. Ottalyn and Twister were on the audience's side of the field and Reggie was on the beach's side. The two Rockets glared at each other.
"That skate set is mine!" Reggie yelled at her brother.
"Dream on, Rocket Girl. This is all me!" Ottalyn yelled back.
"Wow! This is getting interesting!" Lars said. "Who will be the victor in this contest of contests?!"
"I'M gonna be the victor!" Reggie roared. "What kinda stupid question is that?!"
"Uhhh…" Lars blinked. "Begin!" The bell rung.
"Go! Pikachu!" Reggie ordered.
"Pika!" Pikachu yelled as it ran into the field.
"Go! Arbok!" Ottalyn yelled. Arbok slithered into the field and went around Pikachu, preparing to squeeze it tightly.
"Pikachu! Thunderbolt!" Reggie said.
"Piiiiiiikaaachuuu!!!" Pikachu shocked Arbok badly.
"Chaaaaarrrbooook!!!!" Arbok yelled as it fell. Reggie felt bad for just knocking out her pokémon, but this was a battle. She'll make up for it later.
"Aw man! Arbok is out of the match!" Lars said.
"Ugh! Go! Weezing!" Otto ordered.
"Weeeezeeeing." Weezing said as it floated into the field.
::ZAAAAAAAAAP!!!!!::
Weezing landed on Arbok.
"Lucky shot! Twister! Get that pikachu!"
"I can handle anything!" Twister yelled with a grin as he walked into the field.
::ZAAAAAAAAP!!!!!::
"®.® Except a Thunder Shock from that pikachu…" Twister groaned as he fell on Arbok and Weezing.
"No… I lost…" Otto said sorrowfully as he hung his head low.
"Looks like it's all over…" Lars said sadly.
"It's not over." Twister said. Otto brought his head up and looked at him. "Not yet. You still have that lickitung Reggie caught."
"I forgot. Lickitung." Otto brought out Lickitung's poké ball.
"You're still in this as long as you have a pokémon." Otto got a look of determination as he made the wind up.
"I can taste victory! Go! Lickitung!" Ottalyn tossed the ball, releasing the pokémon.
"Licki!" The pink pokémon yelled.
"They have a new pokémon?" Sam asked with surprise in his voice.
"He's using my new pokémon before I can!?" Reggie hissed to herself. "Pikachu! Thunderbolt!"
"Piiiikaaa—" Pikachu started charging energy. Lickitung quickly licked it, knocking it off balance. It staggered around dizzily.
"Tung!" Lickitung hit Pikachu with its tongue and made it roll out of bounds.
"O.O;;;; How did it do that?" Reggie asked in disbelief.
"O.O No way! Pikachu lost!?" Sam said with equal surprise.
"Yes! I beat Sam's pikachu!" Otto cheered.
"Reggie! Use Weepinbell!" Sam yelled from the stands. "Its Vine Whip can block Lickitung's tongue!"
"Right!" Reggie nodded. "Go! Weepinbell!" Weepinbell floated into the field and made to whip Lickitung. But Lickitung grabbed the vines with its tongue!
"Bell!!!!" Weepinbell yelled as it got licked. Lickitung casually tossed it out.
"Grrr… Go! Growlithe!" Reggie ordered.
"Ruff!" Growlithe barked as it ran in.
"Hey Twist, that pokémon looks like your old puppy." Otto said.
"I had a puppy?" Twister asked as he scratched his head. Otto slapped his head.
"Growlithe! Flamethrower!" Reggie ordered. Growlithe took a deep breath. It would've launched a devastating attack if it wasn't for Lickitung licking it. The pooch was knocked back. "Damn it!"
"Wow! That had to have been the greatest comeback in history!" Lars started. "The battle went from Ottalyn losing by three to having the whole thing tied up! It's anybody's game as Reggie gets ready to bring out her last pokémon."
"Starmie should do the job for me." Reggie said to herself. "Go! Star—"
::FWOOSH!::
"Psyduck!"
"—Mie?" Reggie looked at the duck that appeared on the field. She turned to Sam with a glare. "What's the deal, Squid?!"
"Sorry about that. Psyduck does that sometimes." Sam replied with a nervous grin.
"Well anyway. Get outta here! I want Starmie, not you!" Reggie said to Psyduck, who only tilted its head.
"Sorry Regina." Lars said. "But once your last pokémon's been picked, ya can't call it back."
"Can't ya bend the rules?" Reggie pleaded.
"No way! Deal with it!" Lars yelled before going into his trademark laugh. Reggie sweatdropped and turned to the clueless pokémon.
"Hey Reggie! I guess I got this thing won, huh?!" Otto teased. He and Twister laughed.
"What attacks can this thing do?" Reggie growled at Sam, who took out his pokédex and pointed it at Psyduck.
"Psyduck's attacks. Number 1: Tail Whip." The machine said.
"Psyduck! Tail Whip!" Reggie ordered.
"Psy…duck. Psy…duck." Psyduck said as it wagged its tail rather pathetically. Everybody fell over.
"What kinda lame attack was that!?" Reggie yelled.
"Psyduck's attacks. Number 2: Scratch." The pokédex said.
"There's something useful! Psyduck! Scratch attack!"
"Psyduck!" The duck charged towards Lickitung with its right claw raised. Lickitung used its tongue to trip it. The water type landed on its head a couple of times before it got up and started running around. The crowd was rolling with laughter.
"I've had enough!" Otto yelled. "Whomp that duck so I could get my prize!" Lickitung brought out its tongue, wrapped it around Psyduck, and squeezed tightly.
"Psy?" Psyduck said as if nothing was happening.
"That's weird. That lame-o duck isn't being affected by Lickitung's attack…" Lars said.
"Alright! Psyduck! Time to fight back!" Reggie said cheerfully.
"Psyduck?" The water type asked confusedly. Reggie hung her head low.
"I knew it was too good to be true…"
"Ugh! I'm not gonna lose this! Lickitung! Tackle!" Otto ordered.
"Tung!" Lickitung yelled as it flexed its muscles. It just stood there. Otto stomped the ground.
"I don't believe it! Both pokémon are ignoring their trainers!" Lars yelled. After a few minutes of nothing happening, Lickitung licked Psyduck's head and it started to react to the attack. It was shaking its head. "Hmmm… It seems that Psyduck is getting a major migraine."
"When Psyduck's headache gets bad enough, it can unleash great psychokinetic abilities." Sam's pokédex said. Psyduck's eyes glowed blue as Lickitung brought out its tongue again. It almost hit Psyduck, but it suddenly stopped.
"What's that move?" Sam asked.
"Psyduck's attacks. Number 3: Disable." Psyduck tilted its head, making the tongue hit Lickitung hard. "Psyduck's attacks. Number 4: Confusion." Lickitung rolled towards Ottalyn and Twister and crashed, sending them soaring.
"No fair! I was so close!" Otto yelled.
"Oh well. You win some, you lose some." Twister said with a shrug and a grin.
"Not funny!"
"Looks like Team Rocket's grinding off again!" They both screamed as they became a star.
"Wait for me, my sweet!" Lars yelled as he jumped out of the announcer's booth and ran out of the gym. Conroy sweatdropped.
"I need a vacation… Anyway, Reggie Rocket, you are our first ever Girl's Day champion! Congratulations!" He wheeled the cart holding the pokémon skate gear to her. Reggie felt sheer happiness.
"I couldn't have done it without my best friend, Sammy!" She ran up to Sam and hugged him tightly. He blushed. "Thanks a lot, Squid."
"N-No problem." Sam replied, hugging her back. They broke the hug and he called back all of his pokémon except for Pikachu. He picked up the dazed mouse. "I'm going to the pokémon center. You coming?"
"Nah. I got some bragging to do. See ya!" Reggie replied as she got on her new skateboard and left the park.
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"Otto, you dork! Give me back my pokémon!" Reggie yelled as she entered the cul-de-sac. It was now sunset. The male members of Team Rocket were standing in front of the Rocket's house.
"Here!" Otto, still in his Ottalyn disguise, replied as he shoved the two poké balls into Reggie's hands. "I can't believe you of all people used the Squid's pokémon to beat me!"
"Well who decided to use our pokémon in a tournament for girls!?" Reggie retorted as she clipped the balls to her belt.
"I told you! I wanted that skate gear! I have no idea why you even wanted to battle in that tournament! You already bought like a million skate stuff today!"
"Why don't you—"
"QUIET!!!" Twister, still in his meowth outfit, yelled. "Just say you're sorry already!" Otto and Reggie looked at him and then glared at each other for a moment. The siblings smiled and shook hands.
"Sorry about taking your pokémon like that." Otto said.
"Sorry for dragging you and Twister everywhere today." Reggie said.
"Hey! I just realized something!" Twister said suddenly.
"What?" Otto and Reggie asked.
"Reg, you were using the Squid's pokémon today, right?"
"Yeah." Reggie replied.
"So, why didn't you grab his pikachu when the tournament ended?" Reggie's eyes widened.
"Oh crap…"
"Yeah Reg! Why didn't you steal his rat when it was right there!?" Otto asked. "Don't tell me you're getting feelings for the Squid!" Reggie blushed before she glared at him.
"Back off, Rocket Boy! I forgot about it, ok?!" She yelled. "And besides, why didn't you do anything to catch Pikachu!?"
"Oops…" Otto replied with a shrug. Reggie slapped her head as a limousine pulled up into the cul-de-sac. It stopped in front of the trio and a window went down.
"Are you Reggie Rocket?" A voice said from inside the window. Reggie couldn't see the person, but she remembered the voice from many different movies, including one about that ship incident. She squealed.
"I am." She replied, hardly containing her excitement. The door opened.
"Hop in. We got a reservation at the most expensive restaurant in town." Reggie hopped in and the door closed shut. The limo sped off.
"Glad that's over." Otto said as he moved towards the front door.
"Hey, whatever happened to Lars?" Twister asked.
"How should I know? He's probably trying to find his little girlfriend. Sicko." Just then, the two boys heard something galloping.
"Yee haw!" Lars voice was heard as he appeared on the cul-de-sac, riding a rapidash.
"O.O;;;; When did he get that pokémon!?" Twister yelled.
"O.O;;;; Never mind that! Where'd he get that costume!?" Otto yelled. Lars was wearing a cowboy outfit.
"Ahhh Ottalyn. Come! We have a romantic night ahead of us." He said. He made Rapidash run towards Otto.
"'Ottalyn?'" Otto asked before he looked down. His eyes widened when he realized he was still in Reggie's uniform!
"No wait! Lars! It's me!" He yelled, waving his hands. Lars didn't pay him any attention though. He reached over, grabbed Ottalyn, and picked her up. He placed the "girl" behind him.
"HELP!!!" Otto's voice was heard screaming as Lars rode off into the sunset. Twister was about to follow, but he stopped and shrugged.
"Heh. At least I won't have to get whomped tonight." He walked into his house.
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Post-chapter Conversation
"You are sick." Izzy said, narrowing his eyes at me.
"What? Why do you think I have him playing as James?" I defended before turning to the camera. "Anyway, will 'Ottalyn' survive her date with Lars?"
"What the HELL!?!" Lars' voice was heard from far away.
"Heh, heh. Surprise?" Otto was heard chuckling nervously.
"I'm gonna kill you, Rocket Dork!"
"AAAAHHHHH!!! Help!!!"
Lars was then seen chasing Otto, who's no longer wearing the wig.
"Just you wait until I catch you!" The brunet roared.
"Aw come on! Weren't you paying attention during the motto!?!"
"I guess that's a no." Izzy said, turning to me. I shrugged.
"Guess so. Anyway, will Team Rocket lay off because of the good deed Sam did for Reggie? Not likely. Tune in next time!"
"Meow!" Sadie waved at the camera.