Chapter 8- A Random Bullet

"I heard that Viridian Forest can be long, with lots of grass and lots of pokemon." Cassandra stares daggers into Missingno's head.

"Y-yeah. That is true."

"So when I spent all my money stocking up on Potions and Antidotes so that I wouldn't have to return to Viridian City, that was all for nothing?"

"What do you mean?"

"What do I mean? I'm talking about the path you just blew through the trees."

The tree trunks have been pushed aside, creating a tunnel straight to the exit. The trees still billow in the wind, as if they were always this way. The pokemon pay no attention, and pass by as normal.

"Look at it this way…"

"... I'm waiting." Cassandra starts tapping her foot.

"Give me a second. I'm trying to make up some sort of believable excuse."

Cassandra shakes her head. "Won't people be mad at us for this?"

"That's the best part! I'm a glitch, so no one questions anything. Remember?" He starts walking down his homemade path.

"You did say that." As she follows him, she watches the sky, deep in thought. Suddenly, she perks up. "Wait, then what about the people out front? They were running away. Why were they scared?"

"Oh, those were me."

"... What do you mean, those were you?"

"Well, I'm trying out for a position in the musical, Random People Running and Screaming. It is sure to be a hit, so I'm practicing."

"So that woman and her baby?"

"That was me."

"Which one?"

"Both of them. I'm pretty good, right?"

Cassandra sighs again, smiling when they see the exit.

Pewter City, while it has more buildings, still is better described as a type of town with winding roads and several gardens. The people go about their business, unaware of the danger before them.

"... Thank goodness, there's nothing here." Cassandra lets out the breath she was holding.

"What do you mean?"

"I thought that there would be a glitch here too. I'm just glad that everything is normal."

"Normal? You call hoards of Aerodactyls circling the city normal?"

High above the city, it seemed as if dozens of blurs of grey and purple were twirling around in the sky, circling for prey.

"... Crap." Her shoulders slump. "So… are you going to use the rocket launcher?"

"Cassandra, please." He shoulders a sniper rifle. "This is WAY more fun."

He aims down the barrel, ready to take them down one by one. "Let's see. According to my stats, I have a 99% chance of hitting the head, a 99.99% chance of shooting the body, a 99.9999999% chance of clipping a wing, and 0.0000000000000000000001% chance if I aim for the tail."

"... So, you ARE going to shoot at the head, right?"

Missingno fires off a shot, and all of them explode. A charred lump falls out of the fire into the horizon, and when the smoke clears nothing else is left.

"Dang." Missingno shoulders the gun again. "Don't you hate it when you try to shoot one person in the tail, and instead your bullet splits and ends up shooting everyone in the head.… And then they explode."

"What's with you and blowing things up?"

"I'm a guy. We like explosions."

Yes we do.

"See. Someone agrees with me."

"What?" Cassandra raises an eyebrow.

"Nothing. Didn't we come here to fight a gym leader or something?"

"What about that thing that fell from the explosion? Don't you have to finish that off?"

Missingno shrugs. He runs off, laughing and switching directions sporadically.

She sighs and walks after him.