So yeah I have been out for a while…I was sick. As in legitimately sick. I'll try to update more often but I cant just sit on my ass all day, writing FanFiction, so please. I update when I can.
Quinn caught the chicken leg and took a bite out of it. Then, he picked Ash off the floor and tried stuffing him into a giant wooden box. Ash clawed and spit and aimed a kick towards Quinn's yummy gummies.
"Shit," he groaned and clutched his pants. "Quinn down. Rashel the Cat! I chose you! ATTACK!"
He threw out a Pokemon ball from his pocket and chucked it at Ash's feet. The blond bimbo of a vampire tripped over the red and white circle, making Rashel very angry.
She busted out of the Poke ball and back slapped him across the face. Electric currents ran off her fingers and onto Ash's face. He screeched and squirted water at her face through his mouth.
"Rashel! Quick Attack!" Quinn commanded.
The Cat did as she was told.
Rashel screamed and tackled him in the stomach, causing them to spiral out one of Thierry's stain glass windows and skid onto the roof of the second level. Ash yelled out his frustration and began foaming at the mouth.
Rashel tilted her head curiously.
And then got smacked up the chin by Ash's silvery-blue saliva bubbles.
She shook the water out of her hair and whipped him with her manifested yellow tail that seemed to be poking out of her…( well this fic is only rated K and I am in no mood to explain the birds and the bees to you all ).
Then, she head butted Ash of the building.
Satisfied, Rashel peered down to see if he was dead. Ash, who was hanging onto a water pipe, carefully hidden by the roof, grabbed her hair and tossed her down to the ground. As she went flying, Rashel took hold of one of Ash's ankle and they both went air-borne.
Fortunately for Rashel, Quinn caught her before she hit the concrete black top.
Unfortunately for Ash, he landed into a group of White Oak trees, then crashed into an old wooden picnic table, and then rolled into a dark, satanic pit of evil Thea had conveniently placed there.
"It's in case anyone tries to, ya know, break in!" she had said innocently, staring down at her feet.
"Rashel the Cat return," Quinn said and Rashel disappeared into the ball in his hand.
Team Soulmate came out of their hiding spot in the bushes and Quinn helped Thierry roll the giant boulder over the Evil Pit.
Then, Hannah bent down next to the hole.
"Ash, look I'm sorry, but it's for the best. We're just gonna keep you down here until Mare comes," she assured him in a motherly way before the big rock left him in the dark.
The two teams sat around the boulder drawing smiley's and middle fingers on it until they were rudely interrupted by a few terrified shrieks. They looked up in the air and saw a purple-haired chick, a girly he-she with a bad case of Bieber fever, a creepy looking cat creature, and a little Smurf-looking thing soaring into space.
"We're Blasting Off Again!" they screamed and clutched at each other.
"No, DUH!" Quinn yelled back at them.
I don't know I guess I've always been infatuated by Pokemon. I always wanted one as a pet when I was a younger. But obviously Santa, that stupid tubby old man, never got me one. Unless I get all 13 of those Christmas presents that I deserve, I am and will remain a non-believer.