The first side story featuring Alain and Clemont: What happened that resulted in a dead body in their car in Chapter 3.

Alain hung up his phone and nodded to Clemont. The mission is a go. The pair drove out to a small town where the target, Marvin, is said to have lived. Clemont suddenly pulls out a pair of devices that look like miniature radios. "I introduce to you, my Clem-Bullet repeller 2000! This device will emit waves that will divert the course of incoming fire! Just strap it onto your back. Since our target likely knows he pissed off a mobster, he'll probably be armed"

Alain sighed as he drove. "A few problems with this 'invention' of yours, Clemont. First of all, the name sucks like that of all your other inventions. Second, I'm wearing a bulletproof vest, so your invention is redundant. Third, how the hell did you test this thing and make sure it works, and fourth, every one of your inventions failed in a spectacular explosion, so I'm basically strapping a ticking bomb onto my body by wearing this." Clemont waved his invention wildly "Hey, I tested this alright! I'm so sure it works. If it fails, you can shoot me in the foot for it." Alain grins. "Sounds like a deal." Suddenly, Clemont's smile of pride turned into a look of fear. "Wait, are you actually going to do it?" "You better pray your invention works, or you're gonna find out." "WAIT! I TAKE THAT BACK, WEARING THIS THING IS OPTIONAL!"

Later, the car stops in front of a run-down shack. The front lawn is overgrown and the wooden walls are dirty and starting to rot. "Hmph. I slept in alleyways more luxurious than this. We're doing this guy a favor by taking him to base." Alain remarked. He takes a SMG out of his backpack while Clemont draws his pistol. "On three, I'll kick the door down. One, two, three!" Alain kicks and the old door swings open and the two gangsters rush inside, immediately training their weapons on a man sitting on a chair. "Hands up, Marvin! We are members of Team Flare, here to bring you in for trying to cross the boss!" Clemont declares. Marvin puts his hands in the air while Alain forces him to stand up. "Clemont, search the place, see if he still has that money!" Clemont checks around the house, but comes up empty handed. "Nope. Guess the bastard spent it already. The boss is gonna be pretty unhappy about this…"

"Whatever, not like we're gonna be getting the heat anyways. Now let's get out of this hovel before-"

Suddenly, a man runs out of a room with a revolver drawn and fires wildly at the two, screaming "DIE, YOU BASTARDS, DIE!" Suddenly, his gun clicks as he runs out of ammo. Meanwhile, Alain and Clemont are completely unharmed, and they look at the walls around them, which have been riddled with bullets. They looked at each other before taking aim at their attacker and shooting him dead.

Later…

"HAH! I told you my invention would work!" Clemont yells triumphantly "If you hadn't been wearing that you would've been dead meat!"

Alain rolls his eyes "Look, shit like that does happen. You realize how hard it is to aim properly under stress? Not to mention that guy has a big caliber revolver. Those things are hard to control as fuck not to mention he was firing wildly at us. Being untrained doesn't help his aim either."

"Keep denying it, you just don't want to acknowledge my genius."

"Look, have you seen this show called Cops? In this one scene this cop was shooting an enemy at close range and he just unloaded into the fucker but that guy didn't get hit at all. I mean it's crazy but that kinda stuff can happen. Besides, I rather believe Arceus came down from heaven and stopped those bullets instead of your invention."

"Pfft, yeah right."

"You want me to stop the car and shoot you right now?"

"God dammit"

"Don't blasphemy!"

"Aaron Christ…" (Note: In the Pokemon world I guess Sir Aaron is kinda their equivalent of Jesus)

"I said don't do that!"

Clemont sighed. He turned around and faced Marvin who had been sitting silently in the backseat. "Marvin, what do you think of this?"

Silence.

"Marvin, come on, answer me. It gets boring here talking to Mr. Sailor's Mouth."

"Hey!"

Marvin looks up "Man, I do not even have an opinion."

"Well you got to have an opinion. I mean you really think Arceus came down from heaven and stopped those-"

BLAM!

Clemont's gun went off and hit Marvin in the head, splattering blood and other bodily matter all over the car.

"WHOA, WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED?!" yelled Alain. He felt the side of his head, which is now covered in blood. "Oh shit!"

"Oh man, I shot Marvin in the face"

Alain looks in the backseat "Why the fuck did you do that?"

"Look, it was an accident!"

"You clumsy tinkerer, there's no such things as accidents with guns!"

"Hey look man, I didn't mean to shoot the son of a bitch the gun just went off I didn't know why!"

"Well look at this mess, we're on a public highway in broad daylight here!"

"I don't believe it-"

"WELL BELIEVE IT NOW, MOTHERFUCKER, WE GOTTA GET THIS CAR OFF THE ROAD! Ya know, cops tend to notice shit like us driving a car drenched in blood!"

"Look, just take it to a friendly place, that's all!"

"We're on a goddamn highway! Our nearest outpost is still nearly an hour away!"

Clemont tapped his head, clearly deep in thought "No wait, Goh and Chloe live nearby, their house is just a couple miles through Exit 8! We should be able to get there in 20 minutes."

"About time that noggin of your's came to use. Give them a call! And you better pray they're home or we'll be disposing of two bodies today!"

Clemont takes out his cell phone and taps in some numbers. "Hey Chloe! It's Clemont. Look, me and Alain are in some trouble, are you home? Perfect! We just need to use your garage for a few hours. Thanks."

Clemont hung up and nodded to Alain, who turned the car into a new lane. Soon, a suburban neighborhood came into view and they pulled into a red painted single story house, where Chloe stood there tapping her foot. She looked at the car and facepalmed before beckoning them to come in.

Later, both of them are in the kitchen with Chloe, holding a mug of coffee in their hands. Alain takes a sip and licks his lips. "Mmm, this is some serious gourmet shit! Me and Clemont usually settle for the instant crap, this is incredible, what brand is thi-"

"Cut the crap, you two."

Alain and Clemont look up.

"Don't try sugarcoating the situation here dumbasses. I'm not a cob of corn so stop buttering me up. I don't need you to tell me how good my coffee is. I am the one who buys it so I know how good it is. When Goh goes shopping, he buys whatever random shit he pleases. His paycheck, I don't care. I buy the good stuff because I don't want to waste my money. But what's on my mind right now is not the coffee we're having, but it's the dead guy in my garage."

Clemont: "Chloe-"

"I'm talking right now. Now let me ask you a question, Alain. When you drove by my house, did you see a sign that said ``Dead body storage?"

Silence

"Let me repeat myself. Did you see a sign that said "Dead body storage?"

Alain: "No."

"You know why?"

Alain sighs "Why?"

"Because storing bodies is not my fucking job!"

"Chloe-"

"Don't Chloe me, Alain! I'm on break today and that means I don't want to fucking deal with this nonsense! The one day this week I thought I could relax and you fools come pulling in with a dead body because one of you hasn't heard of trigger discipline!"

Clemont speaks up "Look Chloe, we're sorry but you are the only person within a 50 mile radius that we can go to, besides, not like we can drive around with a bloody car and not get pulled over. We'll make this quick. Besides, we'll take responsibility"

This seems to calm her down a little. "Alright, I'm calling Goh over to help. You two stay there."

Chloe grabs a house phone and dials a number. "Hey, Goh. I need your help. Alain and Clemont rolled up to our house with a dead body, we need to clean it up pronto."

She hangs up and walks over to the two men. "I need to tell you guys something. Come closer." Alain and Clemont lean in. Suddenly, Chloe grabbed both of their heads and bashed them together, causing both of them to collapse on the ground in pain. "Let that be a lesson for both of you! And you better pray Goh is in a good mood when he arrives or there will be even more pain!"

Alain (In pain): "Clemont, once we're done, you are so fucking dead."

Later…

Chloe's backyard

Alain and Clemont have just finished cleaning the inside of their car and Mairin has been called in with a set of replacement clothes. "Strip."

Alain: "What?"

Mairin: "I said strip."

"Look, I am not stripping in front of a woman-"

"You know what you two look like?"

Clemont, sighing "What?"

"You look like a pair of idiots who blew a guy's head off. So unless you want the police giving you looks all day, I suggest you take off those clothes."

Both Clemont and Alain strip to their underwear and toss their bloody clothes aside. "All of it. Unless you want it wet as well." They now reluctantly strip fully and Mairin tosses each of them a bar of soap. "Alright, water's coming."

"Wait wha-"

Suddenly Mairin sprays both of them with a garden hose, causing both of them to jump in shock from the cold. They hastily scrub the blood off their bodies before drying themselves off with a towel. Mairin then holds up two sets of clothing. "Alright, here's the clothes, pick your favorite."

Alain: "I get the shirt that says 'I'm with Stupid' because that's exactly how I feel today."

Later, Ash and Goh come back to check on them and both snort at their new attire.

"So, college dropouts, you ready to get back on the road?"

Goh laughs "Yeah, you look like you just ditched out of your class to hang out with the boys."

Clemont: "Hahaha, laugh it up motherfucker at least I went to college."

The newly dressed dou thanked Chloe for her help before driving off.

After a couple minutes, Clemont spoke up "Um, hey. Want to get breakfast at my sister's diner? I'll pay."

Alain's face brightens up. "You know what, that ain't a bad idea. I can use a hearty breakfast after all that. Let's go."