Hem Hem, thank you so much for glancing at this fic! This was my second fic (first was too big of a disaster) and I decided to post it here! I try really hard to locate my grammar mistakes, but a few still might be hidden in there. I'd appreciate it if you pointed them out.

Anyway, this fic involves a journey in the Whirl Islands rather than in the regular regions. Humor is one of the genres since I do tend to put lots of gags in this fic. If you dont like the gags in one chapter, then dont worry because there's different types of humor in different chapters. Sometimes it can get a tad bit PG-13...

Chapters get much longer FYI, Im new to so please tell me if people round here think 18 page chapters are waaay too long so I can split them into different chapters.

Oh, and this fic won Best Comedy Fic in so much for your time and Ill appreciate it if you review so I know how to improve. And as I said before, this fic does get a T rating because of the suggestiveness, but it isnt TOO horrible.

Chapter 1- And so it starts...

"Congratulations Brian Thomas! You have won the Whirl Island Pokemon League!" Red Baker declared to a carrot-top adolescent boy.

The boy named Brian's heart filled with joy as the crowd erupted into cheers. His brown eyes gleamed with excitement as he thrusted the golden trophy into the air while his best friends, Julie and Greg, cheered from the sidelines. Something caught his eyes; at the edge of the vast stadium, there was a glint of yellow.

"Oh no," moaned Brian. It began to take the shape of a giant banana as it hurtled through the stadium. "The big yellow banana! That means this is a…"

"Dream," a tall, female mirror image of Brian finished.

She was wearing a flowing white nightgown and had long flaming red hair just like Brian. Brian was back in his twin bed holding on tight to his Gyarados bed sheets. "Wake up sleepy head. The ferry is going to leave in an hour."

Brian immediately bolted up and turned to face the digital alarm clock which read 8 AM. "That trick always gets me! But the ferry is leaving today at noon, right Mom?" Brian asked.

"Yes! So get up already. This chapter is already off to a really clichéd start, we don't want to bore the readers!" Mrs. Thomas snapped at her son

"Chapter?"

"Chapter of your life! You know what I mean!"

"But what did you mean by readers?"

"Anyways, what do you need to do every single day for the rest of your journey?" Mrs. Thomas asked sternly, ignoring Brian's question.

"I know! I'll put on deodorant, so I won't be a funky hippie child…" Brian replied in a monotonous drone as he scurried out the bedroom door and into the bathroom across the hall.

Brian took a deep breath as he glared at his reflection in the mirror. It was finally the start of the Whirl Island Pokemon League. Nearly 7 years ago, after a huge incident involving the members of an evil organization known as Team Rocket, life in Johto suddenly stopped being suitable for ten year old children to travel around as they pleased.

Team Rocket was on the brink of finally collapsing after numerous attempts to make their rise once more, so they decided that if they were going down, they would take down others with them. They went on a murderous rampage, killing hundreds of pokemon trainers, most under the age of twelve. After Team Rocket was finally defeated, parents and many high ranking officials cried out for a law preventing such a massacre from ever happening again. It was then declared that from that day forward, only adults (18+) were allowed to go on pokemon journeys.

To nobodies' surprise, a massive uproar came from aspiring trainers, existing trainers, and former trainers pleading for the removal of the law. Ash Ketchum, President of the Grand Pokemon Council, and Red Baker, Champion of Johto, agreed full heartedly with the protestors because they too felt banning all children from pokemon journeys was too harsh. Unfortunately, the support for the law exceeded the disapproval, and Red and Ash were only able to come up with this meager solution.

Adolescents at the age of thirteen were allowed one full year of traveling in the Whirl Islands. The Whirl Islands, which lay in the center of the Johto Sea, was considered the safest place in Johto, Kanto, and Hoenn. Criminals used to flock their to capture the legendary pokemon, Lugia, but with the near successful attempt by Team Rocket over fifteen years ago, Lugia left the Whirl Islands permanently.

Just like in a normal league, eight gyms were erected onto the Whirl Islands, two gyms for each main island. It was only a year, but it was the best Ash and Red could do. Perhaps later on someone or something could finally do something to change the popular opinion of many adults…

Brian ran downstairs after finally changing into his blue and white striped shirt and khaki shorts. At the foot of the stairs was a yellow seed like pokemon the size of a small waste bin with green stripes, a Sunkern.

"Kern Kern!" the tiny pokemon piped up.

"Are you ready for the Whirl Island League Sunkern?" Brian asked while rubbing the two small leaves on top of her head. Brian knelt down to allow Sunkern to hop onto his shoulder. They had finally managed to achieve perfect balance while walking two years ago.

Over seven years ago, while playing in the Cianwood Forest, Brian encountered a battle between a Pidgey and a Sunkern. He drove the bird pokemon away with a flurry of stones and took the injured seed pokemon back to his house. Once Sunkern was completely healed, she refused to leave Brian's side, and they had been best friends ever since.

He walked into the kitchen, finding his two human best friends sitting there with their breakfast. Julie and Greg were fraternal twins with dirty blonde hair and large, pale green eyes. Next to them were their pokemon, Julie's Machop and Greg's Slowpoke.

"BRIAN! Today's the day!" Julie exclaimed as she leaped out of her chair and wrapped her arms tightly around Brian's chest. She was a very optimistic, yet crazy girl. She boasted to be the only trainer in Cianwood less than five feet tall ever since her brother began his growth spurt a couple of months before school ended. Brian noticed Greg's pile of food was much larger than Julie's.

"Okay 3-2-1 LET GO OF HER BRIAN!" Greg, Julie's elder brother by ten minutes, yelled.

Greg pretended to be a tough guy on the outside, but as Julie always said, he was a huge Teddiursa on the inside. He spiked the front of his hair to resemble a tidal wave. He had practically no body fat and pretty good muscles since he spent ninety percent of his free time trying to look good to impress girls (which never happened). "Urm Hoy Bwian," he mumbled with a mouth full of greasy bacon, content with the fact his sister's arms were off of him.

Brian rolled his eyes and sat to eat his own meal. Machop, Slowpoke, and Sunkern had their own individual pokemon food. Originally, Machop was for Brian since he came from a big family of fighting pokemon trainers. His dad was disappointed that he wanted Sunkern instead of Machop, but he eventually got over it and gave the pokemon to Julie.

According to the Johto Pokemon Law #17 A, minors under the age of thirteen were only allowed to have one pokemon, so Greg was stuck with his lousy Slowpoke. Eight years ago, when Greg was only five, the entire family went to the Whirl Islands to watch the Whirl Cup (a water pokemon competition). He had a huge crush on Misty from Cerulean City in Kanto since the first moment he laid his eyes on her, but he never admitted it. Julie swore the crush was still alive.

He always talked about being a water pokemon trainer like Misty. Unfortunately, his Aunt Matilda, who didn't know much about pokemon, gave him a Slowpoke on his sixth birthday. Slowpoke was a pink bear pokemon that had its large mouth hanging open, and whose hobbies included staring at walls for hours at a time and ignoring people who called him. Greg was making some progress with the dopey pokemon, at least Slowpoke sometimes responded when Greg yelled.

Brian noticed Slowpoke was staring at a painting of a Machamp and not taking in a single bite of food. "HEY DUNCE EAT YOUR FOOD!" Greg yelled after finally swallowing his food. Slowpoke turned to face Greg and then looked back at its food, and after much deliberation, he began to slowly munch on the Remoraid and Bits. Everyone laughed while Greg scowled.

Machop was a pokemon that sort of resembled a five year old kid—on steroids. He was completely grayish with a small tail and three fin like features on top of his head. He looked small and scrawny, but he could lift Greg in one hand and Julie on the other. After their hearty breakfast, Mrs. Thomas greeted them.

"All right kids, you have three hours before the Cianwood Ferry comes, and Chuck wants to give you a present," she said. "Oh, and someone else will be there! You better come back Brian!"

"Yes Mother, I have my stuff here you know!" Brian responded to his overprotective mother.

The trio turned to face each other wondering what surprises lay in the Cianwood Gym. They left the house and began to walk toward the gym. As mentioned earlier, Brian came from a big family of fighting pokemon trainers. His youngest uncle, Chuck, was the gym leader of the Cianwood Gym and battled with a Primeape and Poliwrath. Also, his cousin Brawly was a minor gym leader in Hoenn with a powerful Machop and Makuhita. Brian's dad claimed to have the best position, a father and a husband. But Andrew Thomas and his Heracross usually brought home the bread by going around Johto to give lessons in pokemon schools about fighting pokemon.

A fresh sea breeze blew across their faces as they finished walking the first block. Cianwood City was a large seaside city. Over to the far right was a giant beach that stretched all through out the shore with many ferries, fisherman, swimmers, and just people having fun at the beach. At the other side was a large city with beautiful white houses and a pokemon center. The entire city consisted of fifty streets and over one thousand houses.

"So Julie, tell us what are you going to do. Greg wants to train water pokemon for the Whirl Cup, and I'm collecting the badges," Brian asked Julie. She didn't respond at first, rather sighed and tied her long blonde hair into a ponytail.

"To be honest, I don't really care what I do. I think I'll just catch pokemon and train them strong enough to beat Sally!" Julie declared.

She made a rather ugly face at the word Sally, for Sally was one of the Pecunia Triplets. The Pecunians were a very rich family with a giant mansion in the far end of Cianwood as well as a sea cabin. They had a set of triplets containing three snobby daughters: Sally, Grace, and Jean. They always wore fancy dresses and bragged about their surplus of dollars in school. Sally and Julie were horrible enemies ever since Kindergarten.

"I really hope Misty enters the Whirl Cup this time," Greg said misty eyed.

He suddenly jerked his head up and only then began to realize that Julie and Brian heard. "Erm, so she can give me some advice." Brian and Julie struggled not to burst out laughing. Even Slowpoke, who was struggling to keep up with Greg, seemed to look less dazed.

After walking nearly ten blocks, they reached a large building half the size of a normal school. In front of the screen glass doors read CIANWOOD GYM. The trio walked into the room to see a large battlefield which was very hard and made of granite with a few large boulders sticking out here and there. Some kids were training their Pokemon fiercely. A motherly looking woman with a cascade of black hair in a bun greeted them.

"Hey kids! Chuck wanted to see you in his office. You may notice the diet I ordered is finally working for my flabby husband!" Sarah, Chuck's wife, joked. The kids laughed at Sarah's joke and followed her to a doorway that led into a weightlifting room with a desk crammed in the corner.

Every time Brian would come by, he would always see Poliwrath and Primeape, Chuck's Pokemon, working out at some random machine. Today, Poliwrath was bench pressing what appeared to be three hundred pounds with Primeape behind him. It was quite something to see a giant tadpole with gloves and a cross of a pig and monkey lifting weights. They were not alone; Brian saw a variety of other fighting pokemon working out including a Machamp, the fully evolved version of Machop, who looked a lot older and had four muscular arms. Machop glared hopefully at a punching bag.

"Is it all right if Machop can use the bag Mr.Chuck?" Julie pleaded.

She took Machop to Chuck's gym three days a week to weight lift for the past four years. Chuck, who was watching Poliwrath, turned. He was nearing his middle ages with thick black hair and a thin, slanted moustache that didn't quite connect. He was very muscular but had lots of excess flab that Sarah always joked about.

"Oh, sorry kids didn't notice you there for a second. Of course Machop can go Julie!" Machop quickly ran and began assaulting the large purple bag. "Since you guys are going out to the Whirl Islands today, I have something I want to give."

Chuck went to the storage room located in the back and returned holding a medium sized box. He laid it in front of them and opened it up. There were three round blue CD player looking devices. He pressed a small grey button on the top of one, and it opened up to show a large screen on the top half and several buttons on the bottom half. These are PokeGuides. When you navigate around them, they will give info on the place you're at, attractions, and pokemon found there. Even better is when you press the red button in the center it will send out a transparent laser that can scan the DNA of a pokemon and send back information! Let me show you."

Chuck pressed the button and a small bulb at the back of the Pokeguide glew red. He pointed it at Slowpoke and the device began to speak "Slowpoke, a water and psychic pokemon. This pokemon is said to be not very reliable and will be hard to get to release an attack. He rightfully owns the title of 'Dopey Pokemon.' This pokemon is also recorded to be able to use Growl, Curse, Water Gun, and Tackle."

Greg rolled his eyes, and Sunkern gave a little giggle. "Pretty cool isn't it? I got it from a Gym Leader Conference. I said I know three reliable teenagers who are about to embark on the Whirl Island Pokemon League who can use them. These are prototypes so be sure to call me up sometime and tell me how they are! We'll show them damn Hoennites and their fancy PokeNavs!" Chuck exclaimed rather too excitedly. He handed one of the PokeGuides to Julie, Greg, and Brian.

"Three reliable teenagers? What about Greg?" Julie commented as she examined her own PokeGuide. Greg didn't hear her comment as he was following a small housefly that buzzed around the room.

"Thanks a lot Uncle Chuck! By the way, whose pokemon are all those?" Brian asked pointing at a Machamp and several other pokemon.

"Those are my pokemon," replied a deep voice from behind. There, looming over them was Brian's most famous relative, Bruno Thomas. Bruno was a tan, incredibly buff man with long black hair. He was Brian's eldest uncle and a former member of the Kanto Elite Four, now a member of the Johto Elite Four. "I haven't seen you three in a while. Carrot Top, you must be very close with the twins as they are always around."

Julie and Greg laughed hard while Brian's cheeks turned more scarlet than his hair. "Just playing with you Kiddo. Your Sunkern is looking good as always! I'm kind of glad you decided not to be a fighting pokemon trainer; it's beginning to get a bit boring now. Anyway, I came over to Cianwood to give you guys some advice and fare good luck in person."

"Hold on a sec! Do you have a water pokemon? I have this rare Slowpoke that can be a great addition to your team! And I heard Slowpoke tails are very nutritious," Greg blurted out. Julie sighed and crossed her arms.

"Don't worry! Slowpoke is a powerful pokemon; you just have to find a way to harness its' power. That goes along with one of my pieces of advice. Every pokemon has there own strengths you must find it. For example Caterpie and Weedle might appear to be weak, but with some proper training you can manage to use its String Shot to your advantage! Also, I highly suggest you capture a variety of types unless you're specializing in a certain one like Greg. If you capture water pokemon, be sure to be able to teach them how to fight on land. Trust me, it is possible. There's a lot more you can know, but the rest is all in this trusty little guide book I wrote," Bruno lectured in a strangely rehearsed tone. He handed Brian a small purple book with a picture of grinning Bruno on the front cover.

"Did you use to be a salesman or something?" Julie asked perplexed at the weird, rehearsed speech.

"Well, how was I supposed to live before I became famous?" Bruno said looking down at his large feet.

"Oh boy, it's all ready 9:30! You children should go get your things ready! Best of luck, and did your mothers tell you boys what to do everyday?" Sarah asked sternly.

"Put on deodorant every day, so I won't be a funky hippie child," Greg and Brian replied monotonously. Julie snorted, and Machop was at her side again.

"Good luck kids! Be sure to stay out of trouble!" Chuck and Bruno yelled as the trio walked out the gym.

"All right, Sunkern let's see what this thing has to say about you," Brian said as he placed Sunkern on the ground.

"Hey, I'll do that too! Machop step in front of me," Julie added. They both took out their PokeGuides and pointed them at their pokemon.

"Sunkern, the grass type pokemon. This pokemon is known to drain power out of it's opponents as its offensive attack. It currently knows Growth, Absorb, and Mega Drain." The machine responded. Julie's began to respond as well. "Machop, the fighting type pokemon. This pokemon is very powerful and can lift a hundred times its weight. It currently knows Leer, Focus Energy, Karate Chop, and Low Kick."

"Hey, this guide book tells what all those attacks do!" Greg yelled as he was scanning the guide book. The three crowded around the book ignoring their perplexed pokemon. "Hey! We have plenty of time on the ferry to read this thing! Let's get our stuff and meet back at the dock."

"We could make great advertisers one day, you know?" Brian commented.

They went their separate ways back to their homes where Brian found his Mom waiting on the porch with her Scyther AKA Slissy.

"Oh Son! I'm going to miss you! Even though it is only a year, I'm still going to miss you bad! I have your bag packed with all necessary things, including three sticks of Old Spice deodorant!"

"You got me Old Spice deodorant mother? Wow Mom, you really do care about me!" Brian interrupted.

"Yes, Old Spice deodorant is made with a powerful substance that has the force to eliminate powerful odors; even Muk will smell good with a nice application of Old Spice!"

"So, if a mother truly cares about her Son, she will buy him Old Spice deodorant?"

"Yes, because those cheapass mothers who buy the one dollar store brand crap are also the tramps with seven crack addicted babies you see living in trailers in Alabama! So unless you want to be a trashy woman living in a trailer with seven crack addicted babies, hurry up to your nearest drug store and pick up as many Old Spice deodorants as you can for the low price of 3.99!" Jolene exclaimed, pulling a stick of Old Spice deodorant from her pocket turning around and giving a strangely wide grin to the air in front of her.

"Scyther Scyther Scythe (What the hell was that! Humans…)" Slissy commented as she watched the two humans acting very strangely.

"Anyways, if you need anything, be sure to call me! Remember Pokemon Centers offer free meals, so don't be a Pecunia and save your money! Oh, Sunkern you be a good plant and protect Brian," Mrs. Thomas mumbled with tears pouring down her cheeks.

"Mom…"

"OH SON!"

She gave Brian a rib cracking hug and splattered his face with kisses as he put on his pack. Sunkern was screwing her eyes tight, attempting for the one too manieth time to control her laughter.

"I'll miss you too Mom, but can you please loosen your grip," Brian struggled to say. Slissy, a praying mantis like pokemon as tall as Greg with large scythes for arms turned away and crossed her scythes. "Oh Slissy! You know I'll miss you the most!"

The bug pokemon turned back smiling and raised her scythes in preparation for a huge hug. "AHHHHHH!" Brian screamed as he ran as fast as he could away from the sharp scythes and toward the beach nearly toppling Sunkern over.

He found Greg and Julie already waiting there along with about fifty other adolescents and their pokemon as the ship appeared on the horizon. They looked at him oddly since he had lots of lipstick plastered all over his face, and he was panting rather heavily.

As the ship finally drew closer, the crowd gasped. It was nothing like a ferry; it was more like a cruise ship! Within an hour, the ship anchored at the dock and the door opened as a small man with glasses holding a piece of paper came out. The ship was large and black with bulbs all around the rail gleaming different colors. It was called the S.S. Mantine.

The man began to speak "All right, I need the following kids to step forward and walk into the ship. Oh, and show me an ID. Kileen Anchorage, Chris Boid, Julie and Greg Carson…" Brian waved goodbye and mouthed "See you later". Five minutes later, he was called up and after presenting his ID he walked into the S.S. Mantine and took the first step of his crazy, hilarious, and action packed Pokemon Journey.