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#15: Humiliation by James's Pokemon

It was nighttime.

Paul was lodging at a local inn, and was asleep in his room.

Outside of his window awaited the three stalkers who wish to steal his Pokemon.

James slowly rises up to the window outside Paul's room. Inside he notices Paul sleeping, while his Pokeballs sat on the dresser next to his bed.

"I see the goods, and I have a plan to get them," James says to his comrades. "I'll summon one of my Pokemon, lift the window open, and let my Pokemon sneak in and swipe the kid's Pokeballs! It's a foolproof plan!" James explains.

"I certainly hope so, I'd hate to hear the backlash from our boss from failing to capture Pokemon from a sleeping preteen…" Jessie responds.

"Come on and do your thing, we don't have all night!" Meowth says to James.

"Right!" James says, pulling out a Pokeball from his pocket.

"Weezing, I choose you!" James calls out, tossing out his Pokeball, summoning Weezing on the spot.

However, instead of waiting for James's orders, Weezing immediately rams into James to playfully snuggle with him.

"H-hey! Get off of me Weezing! This is not the time for hugs! Gah, you're getting smoke all over my clothes, it'll never come out! That's it! You go back into your Pokeball!" James says frustratingly, calling Weezing back into his Pokeball.

"What was that about?" Jessie asks, eyebrow raised from the strange display of affection.

"I don't know, but I'll call someone else out instead. Growlithe, come out!" James responds, tossing his Pokeball, summoning Growlithe out this time.

But just like his last choice, his Pokemon turns to him and starts playfully licking him all over.

"S-Stop it Growlie! You're not here to lick me like some sucker! H-hey don't lick down there! Bad Growlie! Bad Growlie!" James says frantically, immediately calling back his Pokemon into the Pokeball.

At this point, both Jessie and James both began snickering at the antics of their ally.

"Stop that! I'll get it right this time! Victreebel, come to me!" James says, pulling out a third Pokeball and throwing it, revealing his Victreebel…

…who immediately gobbled James, leaving his legs flailing in the air as he tried to get his Victreebel to spit him out.

"Let me go Victreebel! Quick sucking on me like a Popsicle! Help! Heeeeeelp!" James yells from within his Victreebel.

Now Jessie and Meowth had fallen out onto the ground laughing at the failure of James's plan.

Paul meanwhile, never knew of the incident at all, for he slept through the whole affair.


Today's lesson? Let our your Pokemon out more often, what else?! Please review and stay tuned to the next!