Someone suggested a ship. And so a ship must be made.

x Giratina

Lance had taken the liberty of checking Elite Fail this morning. "Alright," he smiled as he looked over the new comments, "let's get this over with…"

ChampionCynthia450:

Put Ice Cubes In the pool

"But what good will that do?" Lance asked no one, not really expecting an answer. "It's freezing cold anyway…"


Put Aaron in a chatot costume

"Ah, I like this!"

Dye will's hair pink

"It's already purple… and plus actually dyeing it will take ages."

Put pink bows in Lucian's hair

Mira:

Make Stevens pokemon neon yellow that looks funny^^

make Flints hair cut down or dye it like a pokeball

how about there all go to big brother?

Lance stared at this entry, genuinely confused. "Uh… since I didn't understand and/or thought physically possible half of that, let's just cut Flint's hair and be done with it."

- Make Lucian's hair Orange. XD Lolololololololol.

"Orange with pink bows," Lance remarked. "Stylish. But I can't really dye it, That would take ages… let's make him do it himself!"


- Make Aaron wear a frilly pink skirt and a Pink singlet top. Make him wear Pink Hairclips, and take all his pokemon (Temporarily) except for Beautifly and Vespiquen. Take Aaron's bug green Pokégear and replace it with a hot pink one.

"I'll take his Pokemon… and switch the Pokegear… but that other stuff isn't going to come out of my mind's eye for weeks." Lance mashed his head against the wall a few times for good measure, and then continued reading.


- Make Will so scared he wets his pants. I dunno how, but take some pictures and send them around the world.

Lance shuddered. "Why is everyone picking on Will lately?"

Shaking it off, he printed out the list and went to find Cynthia and Gary. He came across Gary's room first, and barged in. Gary was in the process of setting up a bunch of Bionicle toys for a dynamic, but fake, war.

"WhatareyoudoingWHYAREYOUHERE?" Gary screeched.

"I just wanted to ask if you wanted to help me get these dares done, geez," Lance explained.

"Oh… in that case, sure. I'll join you." Gary got up, and hurried Lance out of his room hastily. He shut the door and made a big show of ensuring that it was most definitely locked before the dynamic duo moved on to Cynthia.

"So, we have a big list of things to do?" asked Cynthia a few minutes later. They were all standing in a side room nobody used... unfortunately; this room was pitch-black. Lance nodded, and then remembered he had to speak. Nobody could see him.

"Oh. Yeah. They involve putting Aaron in a Chatot costume, putting bows in Lucian's hair, screwing with Lucian's hair dye, reducing Flint's hair to something remotely normal, recoloring Aaron's Pokegear to something of the hot pink variety, and making Will wet his pants."

"What?" Cynthia and Gary screamed in unison. There was a soft squeak from the corner of the room. Gary rushed over, but he didn't see anything. "No problems," he said to the other two, "it was just a Ratatta."

But it wasn't a Ratatta. As the three continued their discussion, a man with purple hair and a really stupid black mask lurked behind a crate. Well, alright. The man thought. If you're going to sabotage us, I'll just sabotage you back. Zorro Junior turned to the Alakazam beside him and mumbled, "Teleport." The duo was out of there immediately.

"First thing we need to do is find a Chatot costume." Lance pulled Cynthia and Gary along behind him as they headed for the Cosplay Closet. All three of them entered, and a few minutes later met up at the entrance again. All three of them found a Chatot suit, but Gary's was ripped up and Cynthia's had a moth problem. Lance, however, got a more-or-less perfect costume. Cynthia and Gary tossed their costumes into a pile a few feet away and followed Lance out of the Cosplay Closet.

"Do you think Lucian is up yet?" Lance asked.

"Nah," Cynthia replied, "it's a Saturday."

Gary snatched some pink bows from an accessory bin nearby, and they all stopped in front of Lucian's room.

"Only one of us should go in," Cynthia said, "so that we don't cause so much of a commotion."

"Dibs!" Lance hissed.

Grumbling angrily, Gary handed him the bows and opened the door. Lance entered, using the opportunity to whack Gary in the face once more with his cape. The man slinked around Lucian's piles among piles of books that he could never seem to finish, taking care not to mess them up. Lucian would definitely notice if his books were messed up.

Lance then promptly slid the bows into the sleeping Lucian's hair, and tied a pink bow loosely around his neck for good measure. Smirking, he rejoined the other Champions. However, his cape touched a stack of books. Due to the cape's incredible powers, the books all tumbled to the ground. Lucian was up in seconds.

Lance, Cynthia, and Gary ran for their lives.

Having escaped the clutches of the bookworm who was ready, willing, and able to strangle them to the ground, the trio of skulldiggers continued to Flint's room. Cynthia vouched to cut Flint's hair. When she came in, she noticed Flint was sleeping with his back facing up – this made it a lot easier for her to cut his hair. Cynthia brandished the scissors like a weapon, and began to cut his hair.

Sniggering, she wondered how Flint would react to his bowl cut in the morning. "Bowl cut," she explained to Gary and Lance. Gary smiled, and Lance commented it was 'genius'.

"Next, we need to steal Aaron's Pokemon except for Beautifly and Vespiqueen and recolor his Pokegear." Cynthia removed some irremovable hot-pink paint from her pocket and shook it. Sniggering, they moved on to Aaron's bedroom. While Gary and Lance got to work taking Aaron's Pokeballs (except for Beautifly and Vespiquen, of course), Cynthia repainted his Pokegear to a rather unappealing shade of pink.

After peering out the window for a second, Lance dropped the Pokeballs into the bushes. They could probably survive that.

Whether they would survive Aaron finding them in his room messing with his things is a different story.

Aaron shoved open the door, creating an extremely loud noise as it made contact with the wall. Cynthia, Lance, and Gary froze in their tracks. Aaron looked around the room, first from Cynthia repainting his Pokegear to Lance staring at him from the window area, and finally to Gary who had gotten bored and was now in the process of stealing his My Little Ponies as captives for the Bionicle war he was planning for Thursday.

"Run for it!" Cynthia barreled right past Aaron, who turned around and tried to grab her. Gary did the same. Lance put his head down so that his dangerously spiky hairspikes were pointed right at Aaron's chest. He rammed through the door too, but the green-haired Elite whipped around and grabbed something.

He only realized what that something was when the entire scene came to a crashing halt with a loud rip.

Aaron stopped cold, still clutching Lance's ripped cape. The man turned around and walked coldly up to Aaron. This man could look pretty scary when he wanted to, apparently. Cynthia and Gary peered in from the door, not wanting to be close enough to be in range of one of Lance's dreaded attacks.

"What is the meaning of this?" Lance growled, every word dripping with poison.

Aaron made a tiny whimpering sound and dropped the cape, but Lance snatched it before it got to the floor.

"WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?" Lance held the cape up to Aaron's petrified face.

"I… it was an accident… sir…" he whined.

Lance made a rather unpleasant snarling noise. "Gary," he said coldly without turning to look at the boy in question, "go onto Bulbapedia and find the absolute worst Aaron ship you can find. Lock the members in a closet."

Gary was too scared to argue. He ran over to Aaron's computer and logged on. While he was searching, Lance returned his attention to Aaron, who was now seriously regretting entering his room.

"Why have you ripped my cape?" Lance asked in a low tone of voice very unlike his usual cheerful pitch.

"It was an accident… I grabbed for you and… well… I got your-"

"DONOTSAYTHATWORD." Lance spat. "You have no right to allow the word 'cape' to leave your lips!"

Aaron nodded faintly. Meanwhile, Gary turned around.

"Aaron and Steven?"

"No."

"Aaron and Cheryl?"

"Absolutely not."

"Roark and Aaron?"

"No!"

"Aaron and… Gardenia?"

"No."

"Lucian, Aaron, and… Saturn? Who comes up with this stuff?"

"No, no, NO!" Lance roared. "I need something terrible!"

"Falkner and Aaron?"

A low growl from Lance.

"Okay… okay… Aaron and Vespiquen?"

"Does it seriously say that?"

"No. I just made it up."

"It works for me. Lock Aaron and Vespiquen in a closet while we make up a name for this fine ship!"

Gary snatched Vespiquen's Pokeball and dragged Aaron out of the room. He came back in a few minutes later.

"Did you put them in the indestructible Closet 'o Ships?" Lance asked, not losing the cold tone.

"Yep."

"Now, what should we name this? Capeshipping?"

Gary checked Bulbapedia. "No. Capeshipping is used up by Jackson, Eusine, and… you."

Lance growled softly again. "CapeMurdershipping?"

"Nope, that's okay. Alright, Aaron and Vespiquen is now CapeMurdershipping. I'll log it in the Castle's Book of Ships."

You see, a few years back the Elites and Champions had a contest to see who could make up the craziest ship. (Wallace won with Ho-oh and Magikarp.) After naming it, the group liked the idea so much that they found an old, fancy book laying around and decided to fill it up. The book magically appeared in front of Gary. A pen appeared a few seconds later, which he used to jot it down.

"Okay, it's official." The book and pen disappeared. "Now, let's plan that karaoke night we've been procrastinating for a few weeks."

"Okay."

SOMEWHERE (else) IN THE ORANGE ARCHIPELAGO…

A young girl sitting at her computer screen squealed loudly. "I don't believe it!" She chirped shrilly. "Someone has finally recognized the great love that was meant to be! Aaron! And Vespiquen!"