Chapter 10 The name rater
Stephen and friends were walking to the next city when they all saw a hut on the path.
"OH, WOWS!" Stephen said. He ran up to the door and knocked on it. With his head.
"Hello?" An old voice spoke. An Old Man opened the door. "Ohh,, company," he said in a ragged, tattered, old voice. "My name is An Old Man. I have no first name, or last, or middle, just An Old Man."
"HALLO AN OLD MAN!" Stephen said.
"Please come in, sonny. By the way, what is your name?" A voice came from the house saying,
"What's my name!"
"Oh yes, sonny, please come in with your friends to meet What." They did, and a middle aged man was sitting in a chair. He said,
"Hello, hello. I am the name rater, What. Would you like me to rate the names of your Pokémon?"
"YAH SURE UH-UH!" Stephen said, shaking his head horizontally.
"Which Pokémon name would you like me to rate?"
"THIS ONE!" Stephen thrust Goldeen into What's face, knocking him hardly into the back of the chair he was sitting in, causing the chair to fall backward. The chair broke, and the man tumbled out of his seat, and stood back up to examine Goldeen.
"So... its name is Bulbasaur? That's a stupid name! Why name a Goldeen Bulbasaur, when it's not a Bulbasaur?!? I have to change its name! I'll nickname it Goldeen, just to be safe," said the man, still lying on the floor. Stephen eyes watered.
"BUT AM...BUT AM..." Stephen burst into tears and ran away. Through the wall. A huge Stephen shaped hole in the wall was left.
"Uh... Any more of his Pokémon named weird things?" The name rater asked, sitting down in a different chair.
"Yeah, this poor Squirtle is named Goldeen," Aloof answered. Squirtle got his translator out.
"I would like to be named Squirtle please," he said.
"Okay! This Squirtle is now named Squirtle! Anything else?"
"Hmm... What's Natu nicknamed?" Aloof wondered. She let Natu out of its Pokeball.
"Hmm... this Natu is nicknamed all characters of the Japanese language! This is quite a rare specimen here, this Natu speaks its nickname!" Squirtle, Aloof, and the Pokedex realized why Natu was speaking Japanese, and why Aloof could understand it. Squirtle eyed Aloof suspiciously.
"Well I... don't really speak Japanese, but I could understand it..."
"I nickname this Natu Light bulb," What said. "Try to understand it, Aloof."
"Light bulb, light bulb!"
"Uh... it said, 'Cuff the Cliff Hanger was a designer!'"
"I nickname Natu the English language!" said the name rater.
"You were correct Aloof," Natu said.
"It seems that Aloof can understand Natu, and Natu can speak its nickname! I know what to do, I nickname this Natu What! You'll see why I will do so soon enough," he said. "What?" Natu asked.
"But why..." Aloof was interrupted.
Prepare for badness.
And a little sadness.
To nickname our Cyndaquil an extremely bad word.
To nickname Jack a very stupid nerd.
Hey!
To announce and reveal the truth of the dove.
To confuse you with our weird line above.
Jack!
Jacqueline!
Team Rocket steal Pokémon and hurt them too!
We are not here to steal Pika-Chu!
Team Rocket walked in through the hole that Stephen left.
"Okay name rater, nickname our Cyndaquil (insert explicative here) or else!" Jacqueline said. Aloof, the Pokedex and Squirtle gasped at the bad language. What bit his nails and sweated.
"But, I can't nickname a Pokémon I that /I ," he said.
"You will or else Cyndaquil will kill you!" Jack said.
"Queeeeel!" Cyndaquil Flamethrowered the roof off to show its power. Jacqueline pulled out a gun and shot sticky stuff at them, and they were stuck in place. Suddenly, a figure came running up to save them.
Mini-Movie: Machop's day out.
I got up. I yawned. I walked out the door. I saw a path. A rocky path. A rocky, brittle-like path. I saw a trainer. The trainer was fat. It used a Pokeball. It was a cat. The cat was Meowth. It inspected me. I tried to run away, but it used Payday, with glee. The fat man trainer, threw a Pokeball at me. That was the day I was caught, can't you see? No, I'm blind. As blind as you can find. More blind, than a melon rind. I'm not blind, you are blind, you cant find, your glasses behind, the fridge. 'cause your playing Bridge. With the other fat men. I sit with Meowth. Watching them play. As I sit next to it, I don't know what to say. The men turn around, and look at Meowth and me, and as they laugh, they pee. In there pants. One of them was Lance. He wasn't fat, so he left just like that. I tried to ecscape, later that night, though I couldn't get out, with all my might. The next beautiful day, I had to say, it wasn't so bad, in the middle of May. The trainer let me out, and I ran away. I found another trainer, that is the way. Of the Pokémon. The trainer had no Pokémon, and used a Pokeball. I was caught. I was caught. I hoped, he wouldn't be bad, three months later, he had. Not used me a single bit, when he was fishing, I used my wit. I escaped, with the help of Squirtle. When I got home, I read Yertle the Turtle. I fell asleep, from the long, long day, 'cause it wasn't a day, it was a year. So I don't know why, this Mini-Movie's called, Machop's day out, I should have called, the Psychic hotline, before I went outside, about my fat trainer though, they would have denied. And lied. Like I did, in my bed, on my head. Asleep. Goodnight.
The figure ran into view, a sword in its hand. It was a masked ninja Farfetch'ed!
"Far, fetch'ed! Far! Far!" It said. It waved its leek sword around the tied up people, and the sticky stuff broke. Team Rocket hopped into their Cyndaquil balloon though, Squirtle with them.
"If we can't name our Cyndaquil a bad word, then we'll just take Squirtle!" Jacqueline said.
"Let me go!" Squirtle said. They all floated away out of sight.
"Far! Far!" Farfetch'ed waved his leek in a gesture that waved,
"Follow me!" Farfetch'ed ran off, Aloof and the Pokedex followed. They never saw the name rater again.
Stephen ran all the way to the next city. He ran into the nearest restaurant and ordered a milkshake. He drank the milkshake down, and he left without paying.
Goldeen hopped along the path, trying to catch up with its master. All of a sudden, a mysterious huge white glove picked it up.
"OOH THIS ARE FUN!" golden said as the glove carried Goldeen away.
Team Rocket found a hideout-hut and tied Squirtle up. Jack pressed a button, the ground opened up, and the hut went underground.
The ninja Farfetch'ed gave up its chase and walked home.
The Pokedex used radar to find Team Rocket. They used Pidgeot and flew to Team Rocket's hideout. The Pokedex's radar began beeping when they were over the grassy area. This confused them, so they decided the Pokedex's radar didn't work, and they all flew away.
Cyndaquil turned on a humongous TV screen. Giovanni appeared on the screen.
Pidgeot flew to the next city, and they would ask Officer Jenny about it. Pidgeot landed right next to the Police Station door, and Aloof returned Pidgeot. Aloof looked up at the sign on the Police Station:
Clamsy City Pokémon Police
Aloof opened the door, walked up to a blank desk with a bell on it, rang it, and Officer Jenny appeared.
Mini-Movie Bulbasaur's teeth.
Bulba. My name is Bulbasaur. Do I have teeth? Good question. Do any Bulbasaur have teeth? Maybe. Or do they even have mouths? Of course. And we do have teeth. How many teeth to we have? We don't know. Ask Professor Birch. He knows. My Bulbasaur friends think that they don't have teeth. Maybe that's because they don't. You see, one day we were all on a walk. A Hitmonchan punched their teeth out. One of them ran away into as village. A hidden village. He doesn't have teeth. Have you ever seen a Bulbasaur's teeth? Probably not. I wouldn't show anyone my teeth. Or do I even have teeth. Maybe I'm lying. Maybe I don't have teeth. Maybe no Bulbasaur have teeth. Pinsir have teeth. They have sideways teeth. May sound weird, but it's true. Next time you see a Bulbasaur, look close at its mouth. Does a Bulbasaur have teeth? Saur. Maybe they do, but only a few. Only Bulbasaur that have teeth are able to talk. So they must all have teeth. Bulbasaur.