Chapter 51- A Random Store
Cassandra looks over the board by the receptionist. "I think I want to visit all the floors. Where are you going, Missingno?"
She turns to find a crowd of Missingnos standing in the lobby.
"Ha! You are going to visit each floor, but we are going to invade each floor! Onward, men!" The crowd cheers as they storm up the stairs.
"Sounds like you are in a much better mood than earlier."
"That's because I put all my grumpiness in that guy." He points to the corner, where a Missingno with a furrowed brow is muttering to himself.
"Whatever, I'm going to head up." Cassandra heads up the stairs to the second floor.
When she gets there, a bunch of Missingnos are scouring the racks of Items.
"They have plenty of Great Balls, but no Pokeballs!"
"How can that be?"
"I say we start a riot!"
"YEAH!"
"Hey, guys. Look at this shiny disk."
The other Missingnos drop everything as they become entranced by the TM. "What attack is it?"
"I don't know, it just says 'TM 02'." One of them closely examines it. Emerging from the disk, strips of wind scratch his face. "... I think it's Double Team."
Cassandra watches in silence before heading up to the next floor. There, she sees a Missingno talk to a man over the counter.
The man holds up a disk. "Oh, hi! I just finished Pokemon! Not done yet? This might be useful!"
"Thanks!" The Missingno grabs and rips up a piece of the counter. He turns to the others. "Look! I got TM 18!"
Another one walks up to him. "Let's see what it does." He lightly punches the first Missingno in the arm.
And the Missingno hits him across the face with the Counter. He looks at the Missingno, laying motionless on the floor. "... I think it's Double Team."
Cassandra shakes her head and decides to head up again.
"Wait! I haven't even mentioned how everyone is playing Pokemon IN the Pokemon world! What is with that?!"
Cassandra ignores the wailing Missingno as she heads up. She reaches the top of the stairs as another Missingno is listening to someone brag about their relationship with their girlfriend.
"And then I decided to get a Poke Doll for her!"
The Missingno raises an eyebrow. "Poke Dolls are distractions so that you can run away. Is that what you are trying to do?!"
Cassandra pushes past several other Missingnos as she heads for the stairs.
She looks back at them. "You're not going to try and stop me?"
One shrugs. "That was the only joke for this floor. You should go to the next floor, though. We have this awesome joke about steroids."
The one next to him smacks him upside the head. "Don't spoil the jokes!"
"At least I didn't talk about how we would ask for steroids, and the guy would say that he only has medicines to make Pokemon stronger and faster, and then we would say 'Yeah, that's what I said'."
The Missingno smacks him again. "Shut up already!"
Cassandra sighs as she pushes past them and heads for the elevator.
She pushes through the Missingnos crowded in the elevator. She looks for the button to go up. "Um, can I get to the rooftop from here?"
A Missingno laughs. "Technically, no. But when haven't I been able to do something?" He punches through the buttons. The elevator lurches upwards.
When it reaches the rooftop, she walks out to find everything around the building is pitch black. "Is it already that late?"
"Not quite, but the map just can't extend beyond that." A Missingno rubs his chin. "Although, you can't Fly off this roof… Could this actually still be part of the inside?!"
As that Missingno examines the black sides, another one runs up to her. He smiles as he holds some disks in her face.
"..." Cassandra glares at him and speaks in monotone. "Gee, Missingno. Whatever could those be?"
"I'm glad you asked. These are three TMs I got from a little girl. I don't know how much it cost her parents, but that was the best 850 Pokedollars I ever spent. Sucker."
Another Missingno runs up. "Apparently, she's a trainer!"
"No way! She's, like, 6!"
"We are talking about the world where 10 year olds gain all-powerful Pokemon with control over nature, emotions, and the physical world."
"True."
Cassandra walks up to one of the Missingnos, who has a broom resting on his shoulder. "Can I borrow that?"
"My broom? If I were to give this to you, you could use this to drive us all away."
"... I promise I won't."
"Oh, in that case." He hands her the broom.
She takes it and starts hitting the Missingnos with it.
"Run! She tricked us! I totally didn't see this coming!"
The crowd of Missingnos flail as they run from Cassandra's swipes.
Cassandra flops down on one the beds in the hotel. "I ate SOOOOO many waffles."
Missingno crosses his arms. "That was MY thing. And you actually DID eat waffles."
"I'm sorry that I can't change pancakes into other things."
"That's okay. I forgive you." He squats in the corner. "Good night."
Cassandra raises an eyebrow. "There is a whole other bed, you know."
"For me?!" He flops onto the bed on the other side of the nightstand, beaming. "Wow, they even have a Beedrill shaped bed for Driller."
Did you mean a Beedrill sized bed?
"Nah, that wouldn't be as cool."
Cassandra sits up and stretches. "So, have you made a decision?"
He shrugs. "I decided that I like waffles."
"... I'll take that as a 'yes'."
Cassandra turns off the lamp on the nightstand and settles into bed.