A/N: More chapters for the unpopular story! Whoo!

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Are you guys still there?

"Hm, the game seemed confused about what Pokemon the Egg hatched into... Oh, and I see why."

On the screen showed a Weedle sprite, but it had some different features. Instead of a large, round nose, it had a smaller, rounded-triangle shaped nose. The spike on its tail was longer. Instead of a spike on its head, there were two small black stubs. The eyes were slightly larger, and a... dark green color. It was hard to see on these old games.

Would you like to nickname the newly hatched Pokemon?

Yes / No

Dib chose Yes, and typed in R_B, short for Robot_Beedrill. "Well, it will eventually evolve into a Beedrill." When he checked its stats, the Pokemon was already a level 5, and he saw it was a female. "Hm... That's odd, I thought newly hatched Pokemon start at level 1."

In real life this time, Dib's stomach growled. "What time is it, any-OH SHOOT I'M ALREADY LATE FOR SKOOL!" He rushed to wash up and ran outside. Since the Hi Skool was walking distance, he was at the front steps right before the school opened up. "That gives me another ten minutes to see what's with this game."

In the game, Dib realized Gaz was still there. He started typing.

Dib: Hey! Let's see how powerful that C LemN of yours really is!

Dib initiated a battle, and C LemN came out for Gaz's side.

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Gaz was walking into the Hi Skool hallways when the battle started up. God, that Weedle thing is even more messed up looking than usual. At least this battle will end quickly, one Fire-type move and-

C LemN only knew Scratch and Growl. F*ck! These stupid weak-level starters don't have any good moves! Well, at least Weedle doesn't have anything better. She made her Pokemon use Scratch.

C LemN used Scratch!

R_B used Horn Drill!

What? A level 5 Weedle can't learn Horn Drill!

The move failed!

C LemN used Scratch!

R_B was told to use Poison Sting!

R_B didn't listen!

R_B used Horn Drill!

The move failed!

C LemN used Scratch!

The battle went on like that until the fifth Scratch, at which R_B fainted.

You won!

Dib: ... Why wouldn't she listen?

You got 66 dollars!

The screen faded back to the town, where Gaz was standing originally. She saved and quitted, putting her GSPGS back into her bag. She walked into homeroom just before the late bell.

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Dib couldn't understand it. "Why wouldn't the Pokemon listen? Aren't they supposed to do that?"

He closed up his computer as he walked in, the late bell ringing as he sat down. He distractedly listened to the teacher drone on about, let's see; a dance of some sort, or a fundraiser for a field trip, or dominating the Earth-

Wait, no, that last part was Zim talking to nobody. Dib pulled out a notebook and pen and started half taking notes on Zim's new plan, half absentmindedly doodling. The doodles consisted of various alien traps, new ideas for upgrades for NaInCom, and some ways to get back at that one group of popular kids. The ones that called him a faggot because his trench coat was so long it looked like a dress, and his hair was too long, and whatever else.

One of his favorite ideas consisted of taking all of the girls from that group - snobby, bratty cheerleaders - and sawing off their legs. Oh yes, and maybe shoving those legs down the guys throa-

"Dib, may I ask you what you're drawing over there?" The teacher interrupted his thoughts.

"Um... I was taking notes... From History class..." Dib's homeroom teacher didn't have the sneaking abilities of Ms. Bitters, but he was almost as cruel when it came to drawing in class.

"Hmm... Then what are your notes about, may I ask?"

Why did I say History? Why not Science or Math? "It's about... The... The w-"

RIIIIINNNGGG!

Everyone in the class ran rushing out at the same time, giving Dib the chance to escape. He ran off to first period, which was, ironically enough, History. "Stupid neighbors and their obnoxious gory ideas sticking in my head... I have to stop listening to him so much..." By the time class started, Dib had completely forgotten about the creepy Pokemon Green game and how to keep his mom in there.

A/N: Oh Gy Mosh, you guys, a normal length chapter! Finally!

Well, see you next time, whoever reads this and not my other story. You guys rock.