Chapter 60
Gold
Cyndaquil-Pyro LV: 100
Poliwrath-Hell Frog LV: 35
Slowking-Lazy LV: 70
Pidgeot-Whirlwind: 36
Ninetales- Hiro??? LV: 100
Donphan-Trunks LV: 40
Snorlax-Lummox LV: 41
Ampharos-Sparks LV: 39
Sunflora-Sprout LV: 39
Alakazam-Kazam LV: 47
Hiro
Feraligatr-Highfang LV: 32
Skarmory-Armor LV: 30
Muk-Stench LV: 38
Victreebel-Victor LV: 30
Magmar-Inferno LV: 30
Rhydon (Insert nickname) LV: 42
Crystal
Meganium (Blue) LV: 40
Blissey LV: 35
Sudowoodo LV: 40
Jynx LV: 30
Dragonair LV: 32
Copper
Fears-Fearow LV: 32
Quagsire-Whoopi LV: 31
Arcanine-Flares LV: 30
Machamp-Champion LV: 37
Heracross-Big Pickle LV: 35
Red Gyarados LV: 50
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"Tell me where she is Brock," Silver asked. They had closed all the curtains in the gym and sent Brock's brothers and sisters away. The two of them were sitting across from each at Brock's dining room table. Brock leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms.
"I'll tell you. For a price." Silver snapped his fingers and three white chicks in thongs walked out of Brock's closet. "WHOAH!" Brock leaned back to far on his chair and fell to the floor. "GOD DAMN!" He said I amazement.
"So now will you tell me?"
"Hmm... did you have to get me white chicks?" Brock asked out of disappointment.
"What!? I thought all black guys want white women!"
"That's a hurtful stereotype bitch!" Brock said whilst dipping a leg of fried Farfetch'd in barbecue sauce.
"Stereotype? You're the one smothering that fried Farfetch'd in barbecue sauce and lecturing me about stereotypes?" Brock finished his leg and pulled out a bag of watermelon and a gallon of Kool-Aid. "See! You're doing it again!"
"Listen white bread, it isn't a stereotype if it's true. All those food stereotypes for black people are true except the Kool-Aid thing. Now, back to the matter of these girls. I personally love Latina women. I love them big ol' asses and teeny weeny titties..." (I would like to say if this conversation is a little racist or harassing women I'd like to apologize) Silver was about to add something but two idiots came in through the front door. By idiots I mean Copper and Gold. For some unknown reason, Copper was singing in a voice similar to SpongeBob SquarePants.
Mr. Sun came up and he smiled at me
Said "it's gonna be a good one, just wait and see"
Jumped out of bed, and I ran outside
Feeling oh so extraexstatisfied
It's the Best Day Ever (best day ever)
It's the Best Day Ever (best day ever)
I'm so busy, got nothing to do
Spent the last 2 hours just tying my shoe
Every flower, every grain of sand
Is reaching out to shake my hand
Sometimes the little things start closing in on me
When I'm feeling down, I wanna lose that frown
I stick my head out the window and look around
Those crowds don't scare me, they can't disguise
Its magic that's happening right before my eyes
Silly Mister Moon-
"WOULD YOU SHUT UP!?" Gold took off his shoe and smacked Copper in the back of the head.
"Shoes falling from the sky!" Copper screamed. He started running around in circles.
"Damn it... I knew I shouldn't have trusted that guy with the syringes in his arm again..." Gold said. The guy with syringes is kind of like the Magikarp salesman. He keeps tricking Gold into buying illegal drugs for Copper. Silver hid under the table as Gold and Copper confronted Brock.
"I challenge thee to a wrestling match for the Boulderbadge!" Copper announced.
"What my stupid and incredibly high friend is trying to say is-." Brock got up from the table and pushed Gold to the side to confront Copper.
"I heard what he said. He wants to fight me for a badge." He ripped his shirt off to reveal the six-pack he had underneath.
"Dude! You're ripped! You're gonna murder him!"
"That's the idea..." Gold told Brock to follow him to the back of the gym so Copper was out of earshot.
"Dude, I'll give you anything you want. Just don't kill Copper!" Brock gave the idea some thought and then remembered that he wanted a Latina chick.
"Go find me some Mexican chick and I'll give that runt a badge without killing him." Brock literally kicked Gold out of the gym while Copper stayed behind.
"Oh man... this anime/ fanfiction! There are no minorities in anime!" Gold looked around the streets for a Latina but found none. He then found Vhid on the sidewalk doing absolutely nothing. "Hey dude! You wanna make a hundred bucks?"
"Uh... sure. What do I have to do?"
"I need you to paint yourself brown and then put on this wig." Gold held up the aforementioned wig.
"What the hell? Is this some scheme to make me look like a beaner so Brock won't kill Copper?"
"Uh... yeah. How'd you know that?"
"I read the story Dumbass!"
"Oh yeah. So um... do you want that hundred or not?"
"Hell yeah! Just wait here." Vhid came back in about thirty minutes looking like a total Mexican chick.
"AWESOME! You kick ass dude!"
"I know I do. Now let's head back to Brock's place." When they entered the gym Brock was playing chess poker with Copper.
"King me bitch!"
"But we're playing poker... HOLY CRAP!" Brock took one look at Vhid and presumed him to be the Latina he yearned. He lifted Vhid off the ground and into his arms. "You and I are gonna get freaky..." Brock said seductively.
"Uh, Gold is this supposed to be happening?"
"I have no idea but thanks for saving our asses. Love you, see ya, BYE!" Gold took the Boulderbadge from Brock and ran away as fast as he could.
"WAIT YOU LITTLE BASTARD! YOU TRICKED ME!" Vhid shouted at Gold.
"Have you ever taken thirteen inches up the butt before?" Brock asked while pinching Vhid's ass.
"GGGGGGGGGGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
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This chapter is dedicated to Vhid. Not only did he take one for the team today (ROTFLOL) he has also submitted the majority of my reviews. Which is not a lot considering I only have 88. I'm kinda pissed that the people who take jokes and ideas from me get at least twice as many reviews as I do. But oh well! I guess it can't be helped. Reviews are still very much appreciated just so you know. Oh and Vhid if you're reading this I just want you to know that you kick major ass and hopefully Brock won't do anything horrible to your you- know- what area.