Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon or anything similar to the Godfather.

Chapter 1

"Youse come to me wit a problem..." Fang said, lazily narrowing his eyes and his voice deep and accented. Sandy tried to stifle a laugh. It might insult the Seviper.

Zanny huffed and tried to keep herself from ripping her rival's throat out...or at least running for the door.

"As you can possibly tell, Zanny's sick. We need help." Sandy told the snake. Fang gave Zanny a semi-hostile look, evaluating every patch of fur.

"Ya want me to do sometin for you, youse gotta do sometin for me." Fang muttered, looking back at Sandy. The Sandshrew reached under her sombrero and threw an icecream package onto the desk.

Fang eyed the package. "Rattata flavored..." He muttered as his eyes went wider in acceptance. He leaned back against the wall, his relaxed look returning. "Youse got my attention. I like your style kid."

"Thank you. Zanny doesn't want to tell Mahi and Rin because she's scared of the day-care man. I don't blaime her." Sandy explained, shuddering at the mere mention of 'Day-care man'.

Fang nodded, again giving Zanny a brief glance.

"I don't either. Not even a Zangoose deserves a fate like that." Fang spat, putting a hostile extra emphasis on Zangoose. Zanny growled and tried to lunge at Fang, but Sandy grabbed her paw, and she was feeling too sick for a fight anyways.

Fang chuckled, letting out a tiny hiss at the same time.

"You helping or what?" Zanny asked with a frown. Fang glared at her. Sandy quickly continued.

"Please. Help."

The Seviper looked at them, pausing and thinking to himself for a moment. He stopped leaning on the wall and pulled himself up. His tail went for something under the desk.

"I got sometin dat might help." he said, putting his weird accent voice back on. Zanny rolled her eyes. A bottle was placed on the desk and Fang pushed it closer to the pair.

"What is it?" Sandy asked, grabbing it and looking at the strange liquid inside.

"It's sometin I've been workin on. I haven't tested it out yet, though...It should help wit all sicknesses." Fang explained, leaning on the wall again, closing his eyes at the relaxing position.

"We're willing to be you're guinea pigs. Come on Zanny." Sandy took the Zangoose's paw and they walked out, Fang opening one eye and following their movements.

"Next!" he shouted when the pair were out into the hallway. Todo walked in happily.

"Hi!" she greeted. Fang's eyes snapped wide open and twitched.

"Get out!" he screeched, throwing something fragile at the Totodile. It shattered on her head. She smiled and fainted. Fang tried to relax on the wall again, rubbing the blunt side of his tail blade against the top of his head. The door knocked.

"Next!" he shouted again, regaining his cool.

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"I'm not very sure about this, Sandy. For all we know, it's...poisoned. And you know about my...genetic condition." Zanny asked, sniffling her stuffed nose. Sandy nodded.

"I understand you're cautions. But it's the only thing left. Either this or the...'You-know-who' Man."

They shuddered involuntarily, stopping in their tracks.

"Okay...I'll take my chances...give me the bottle." Zanny said. Sandy handed the bottle over and Zanny opened it. She sniffed the unknown liquid and pinned her ears down, not at all pleased. She looked at Sandy worriedly. "Maybe there's another way."

Sandy shook her head. "It'll be fine. If anything went wrong, I know who to kill."

Zanny nodded. "If I die, keep Fang...and Todo for that matter...away from my funeral."

With a confirming nod, Sandy urged Zanny to take a taste. The Zangoose gave one more sniff.

"Shut up Angel..." Zanny said, looking at her right shoulder. Sandy cocked her head.

"My angel is telling me things I don't feel like hearing." Suddenly, Zanny looked angry, like she's been slapped in the face. "Oh heck no."

Sandy is really getting confused. Was Zanny seeing things? Was she going mental? There was no angel...

"OMG!" Zanny suddenly exclaimed. "I hit my angel against the wall and she disappeared."

"You're going to Hell."

"Why?"

"You slapped a stupid Angel."

"Ohhhh...snap."

Sandy snapped out of her stunned face. "Just drink it already! It couldn't hurt. If it does, I'll take care of it...okay?"

"Okay." Zanny finally muttered.

She lapped up just a drop. She licked her lips, staring at the bottle, trying to find any dangerous tastes. There was none...in fact it tasted exactly like:

"Chocolate syrup...this taste just like chocolate syrup." Zanny muttered.

"Really?" Sandy questioned, taking the bottle and sniffing it. "Must be some kind of fluke..."

Suddenly, Zanny tilted crazily, getting dizzy. Sandy immediatly caught her friend.

"Zanny! You okay?" she asked. She looked over her shoulder. "Get me some hotsauce!"

The Zangoose went limp. She coughed and stared at Sandy.

"Kill Fang for me, will ya?" she mumbled. She moved her head all dizzy like. Sandy stared in deep concern. Darkness came up with some hotsauce and Sandy stared at it.

"Where's my taco and enchilladas to go with it?" she asked. Darkness rolled his eyes and went off to get the Mexican food.

"I love chocolate syrup..." Zanny said. Then all went black.

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