Pokémon communicating: "We need to eat more."

Pokémon thinking: 'We need to mug a passerby for food.'

Person talking/communicating: "Run from this as fast as you can! Now go!"

Person thinking: 'Oh shoot. I'm doomed.'

Disclaimer: I do not own Pokémon.

Previously, on the Adventures of Snorlax:

The employees of that restaurant developed TSSD, also known as Traumatic Snorlax Stress Disorder. They would stay away from giant bouncy balls after that.

Snorlax Bankrupts Insurance Companies

Snorlax, age three.

It had been three years since Snorlax had started his reign of terror around the country. The locals knew him as the "IYEFPWGY" (If You Eat Food in Public it Will Get You), while he was known as the "The Food Pirate", "The Terrible Trashbag Tourist Terror", and "The Giant Bouncy Ball who must not be named" to tourists and merchants.

One day, while Snorlax was casually raiding a sandwich shop, another Pokémon approached him. The mysterious unnamed Pokémon stuffed a sandwich in Snorlax's mouth, and then carried him off. (with much difficulty, of course.)

Obviously, Snorlax didn't mind. The rocking of the Pokémon carrying him and the food in his mouth lulled him to sleep almost instantaneously.

When the Pokémon carrying him abruptly stopped, the comatose Snorlax was unceremoniously thrown off its back... into a waiting mound of trash. Snorlax, having trained his senses to supernatural levels, was immediately assaulted by the smell. Normally, you would flinch away at the rancid smell of rotting trash, right? Snorlax had trained all five of his senses to another level. So, when he was dumped in the pile of trash, it was like holding a skunk and having it spray right up your nose.

As his sense of smell was busy getting annihilated, Snorlax awoke from his short coma err, nap, his first immediate thought was to look around in search of food. Finding none, his next thought was to look around for the occupants of the room. He saw the mysterious Pokémon that had carried him here, and their eyes locked. A mind link was quickly established.

"I want to join you," was the message exchanged between their mind-link. Nodding his head vigorously, Snorlax agreed. Having a raiding partner would be very helpful for future raids. First, he bestowed the other Pokémon with the official Snorlax Seal of Approval. Basically, it was a glorified trash bag with holes cut in it. Accepting the Seal graciously, the Pokémon introduced itself as Alakazam.

Snorlax looked around the abandoned warehouse and decided that it was a suitable base of operations, although one with flaws. First, he decided, the trash had to be cleaned up. Second, there has to be an industrial-level kitchen in the center of the warehouse. Lastly, they needed more members.

While Alakazam went out to hypnotize kitchen builders, Snorlax was busy cleaning out all the trash. He heaved it all into one large pile and then pushed it out of the loading doors. Just then, Alakazam came in with the kitchen builders and they began to work.

By nightfall, because of Alakazam's expert hypnotizing moves and the workers' collective desire not to be eaten and mugged for their food, the kitchen was completed at a record-breaking pace. Scurrying out as fast as they could, the workers fled to their trucks and quickly hightailed out of the area. When they tried to alert authorities to the warehouse, they mysteriously found that they could not remember where the warehouse was.

Admiring his new kitchen, Snorlax came to a sudden realization: "What good is a kitchen, if you do not have FOOD in the kitchen?!" Stopping in his tracks, he quickly ran out of the warehouse and went to the nearest supermarket to stock up food.

As you may know, insurance companies are sometimes required by law to provide coverage to lost and/or destroyed products. Snorlax grabbed a giant empty water tank that he cut in half with help of Alakazam's psychic powers. He lugged it over to the supermarket to store the food.

Cleaning out the entire store and mugging the customers in the store for their food as well, he made his hasty escape.

Sadly, we must head back to the subject of the insurance companies that were insuring the stores. After the supermarket got cleaned out by Snorlax and his accomplice, the city passed a bill that read, "All insurance companies must insure the said company in full, aside from their deductible. Failure to comply with this law can lead to hefty fines and severe punishment."

Snorlax, having terrorized and pillaged many restaurants, stores, and supermarkets, had subsequently made insurance companies suffer heavy losses due to the new law that was passed by the city.

This would earn him the name, "Bane of All Insurance Companies."

Luckily for Snorlax, the city had blamed the stolen food on a badly dressed gang that had came into the store minutes prior to the attack.

WITH SNORLAX AND ALAKAZAM:

Snorlax was busy thumping along with Alakazam on his back, heading towards the warehouse. The food was being safely held aloft by Alakazam's telekinesis powers. However, using telekinesis came at a cost to Alakazam, as he could not move while he was using it.

Let's put it like this: Alakazam's telekinesis was basically a projection of his mind. While using telekinesis, Alakazam's mind left his body, so he could not move. However, leaving his body removed the physical limits on Alakazam, so he could lift objects with enhanced strength.

Alakazam could also move while his mind was still in his body, but he could also project his body parts out, such as his arms, so that he was not stuck in one place while using telekinesis. This was how he carried Snorlax to the hideout when they first met.

When they got back to the hideout, Alakazam let his grip on the food relax, and the food dropped to the floor. What followed was not a pretty sight. Snorlax dropped Alakazam and began tearing into the food. One could describe it as "the ferocity of a certain blond-haired ninja eating ramen."

In another universe, a blond-haired ninja sneezed.

"Are you alright?" came the concerned voice of his dark blue-haired wife.

"Yeah, it's probably someone just talking about me," he replied.

"Alright then."

BACK WITH SNORLAX

Alakazam joined in, mentally spent after lifting the load for so long. Before they knew it, the pile was almost a quarter gone.

"Let's save the rest for another day," said Alakazam through their mind-link.

Snorlax looked at his partner, and nodded. Storing the food for another eating spree, they plotted their next move. They needed to get a larger following.

Snorlax's current monikers: "The Trashbag Terror of the Night", "The Giant Bouncy Ball who must not be named", and "the Bane of All Insurance Companies".

Hey! It's Eclipse, back again! What will Snorlax's next plan be? The Snorlax Gang? The Snorlax Army? The Lazy Gang? Oh, the possibilities! Also, please feel free to correct me on any terms that I may have gotten wrong about insurance, because I am clueless about that. Remember to review! Constructive criticism is welcome, but flames will be used to cook Snorlax's meals! See you all in the next chapter!

-Eclipse