A/N Ok, second chapter.

Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon. If I did, I'd be stinking rich. Which I'm not.

One more thing, you already know this fanfic is rated T for foul language and violence. This chapter contains alcohol use as well.

On with the story!

Part 1 of

Pokemon Mystery Dungeon 3

Explorers of Sky

Chapter 2:

"Huh? What's wrong Psycho?" he stopped, with his eyes widening with realization. "Oh, no…"

"Our day just gets better and better…"

Psycho recovered her composure quickly. "Yeah. Oh no, because we have two potentially fatal pokemon on our hands. What fun."

"Fun?! Are you serious! Our knives aren't going to do much damage against those pokemon!" he furiously whispered.

She rolled her eyes. "I'm not talking knives Lioruc. I'm talking wonder orbs here."

"And what good are wonder orbs going to do us now?!"

Psycho sighed, annoyed. "You're an idiot. Let me demonstrate. Allow me to explain to you, the wonders of the Foe-Hold-Orb."

She then walked confidently, out of the passageway. Lioruc was frantically motioning her to run.

"And now" she announced, drawing the steelix's attentions to her. "I will show you how to use the Foe-Hold-Orb" And with that, she smashed the orb onto the ground.

CRASH!!

Lioruc covered his eyes, expecting the Steelix to come after her. But there was no noise.

He tentatively opened his eyes. To his surprise, Psycho was standing there, an impatient look on her face. "Well? You comin'?"

He blinked. "W-what?"

She scoffed. "What the hell? Did you, or did you not hear me say I was going to demonstrate wonder orbs to you?"

He stared. "You did." he said bluntly.

She rolled her eyes. "Then let's get going. I'm going to go insane in here if I don't get out." she called to him, while picking up several items on the floor.

"I agree. This place is wasting my sanity." he said following her, carefully stepping around the immobilized Steelix, who both had furious expressions on their faces.

"Yeah. I'm going to sue this dungeon once I take over the world."

"…What??"

"Nothing."

"Ugh. What kind of a sick son of a bitch designed this place…to be a mound of pokeshit?!" Psycho grunted as both her and Lio gingerly walked around the steep hill of pokeshit.

"Uurgh. I really didn't have this image when I was travelling. Stinks like hell too."Lioruc grunted back.

"That's the spirit! Keep swearing, and you might just become like me" Psycho cheered.

"Perish the thought" he snarled back. "I don't wanna become crazy like you. You're a psycho, just like your name."

"Thanks!" she said back cheerfully. "It's the reason I got my name."

He stopped to look at her incredulously. "Psycho's not your real name?!"

"Of course not. Who in their fucked up mind would name a baby, Psycho? Lioruc, it's the name I gave myself."

"Then what's your real name" he asked curiously.

"I'm not telling you, and if you continue to keep asking me that question, I will neuter you."

That shut Lioruc up quickly.

"Holy hell! About time we got across the pokeshit" panted Psycho.

"You can say that again. What is it with pokemon always doing… that in one area?"

"Don't ask me, ask other pokemon and tell me the answer. Actually don't, I'll probably get sick if I know the answer."

"Good point" he stopped abruptly, his ears standing on end. "Did you hear that?"

"Hear what Lioruc? I don't have sensitive ears like you—"

"Shut up! I definitely heard something."

Psycho reacted and dragged herself and Lioruc into the bushes.

"Stay still Lioruc" she ordered quietly.

He nodded and they both watched the path without moving.

By now, they could both hear footsteps coming their way.

Psycho held her breath as the offender revealed itself to be …

A primeape, covered in dirt, chugging down a beer. He was clearly drunk, by the way he staggered around.

Let's not forget the stench of his breath.

Psycho tensed her shoulders and stepped out of the bushes. "Hey you!"

The primeape groggily looked up, surprised. "What the hell!"

Lioruc was surprised. The primeape must've been really wasted not to burst out in a temper.

Psycho didn't flinch. "Hey asshole. Where's the nearest city?"

The primeape stared at her for a long moment. "Keep going straight, turn left and keep going that way. The city's named the Black Class City. It's full of shit. Don't get lost."

"We won't" Lioruc reassured him.

The primeape mumbled something unintelligible under his breath and started walking away. Once his back was fully exposed to Psycho, she walked over to him, snatched the bottle from his paws, and smashed it over his head.

CRASH!!

The primeape went down without another word. Lioruc gaped at her. "Why the hell did you do that?!" He just helped us out, you idiot! Where the hell did he hide that?! And what're you going to do with that beer?!"

She rolled her eyes, as she took a six pack of beer away from the fallen primeape. "First of all, if he wasn't drunk, he would've attacked us. Secondly, I wanted the beer. Third, this was the perfect opportunity to get my beer. Also, I didn't know how he hid this beer, but that doesn't matter. Fourth, I'm going to sell this beer to the losers living in the city." she said while putting away the beers in her bag.

Lioruc shook his head. "You're unbelievable."

She raised an eyebrow at him. "I am aware of that. Are you going to do something about it?"

Lioruc deliberated about this for a moment. "No" Psycho sighed contentedly. "Good."

They walked in silence for a few more minutes, along the dirt ridden path, until Lioruc decided to break the silence again. "We've gone a pretty long way now. Are you planning to stop at the Black Class city? Because I would want to rest there"

"Depends" Psycho said shrugging. "Depends on what?" asked Lioruc curiously.

She sighed. "Depends on what the living conditions are. Didn't you listen to the primeape? It's probably called the 'Black Class' city for a reason. He said it was full of shit, and I bet it is, literally. Therefore, we are going to look around in the city for a while, before finding a good place to rest."

"…Okay" Lioruc muttered. Psycho turned around to punch him on the shoulder lightly. "Don't look so down Lioruc. It'll be fun, since we'll probably be able to yell at some losers living in the city. I can't wait to exercise my vocal cords some more!"

He rolled his eyes. "You really love swearing at ordinary passerby's don't you?"

"Absolutely."

"When that primeape told us this place was full of shit, he wasn't kidding. It sucks!" exclaimed Lioruc, horrified.

"What did I tell you" Psycho muttered, with an amused expression.

Looking from the top of the hill, Black Class City was a dump. The streets were completely littered with empty beer bottles, heaps of garbage…and a few other things that really should not be mentioned. Small buildings, barely qualified to be called houses, were settled unevenly among the streets. It smelled like many disgusting smells had been mixed together to produce the terrible stench of the city.

Many dirty, haggard pokemon staggered drunkenly around either drunk, insane or just plain nasty.

It was definitely not Lioruc's ideal place to live in.

"Well, looks like we'll have to find a place to temporarily rest in Lioruc. We are, after all, tired." announced Psycho cheerfully.

"In this pile of crap?! No thanks" blurted Lioruc angrily, unable to stop himself. He soon regretted those words when Psycho glared at him, looking nothing short of an angry killer on the loose. "Lioruc" she started, with a dangerous tone. "I'm tired, and I would like to get some rest. I know you want some rest too, and even though we'll have to get it in this scrapheap, we'll do it." she finished.

Lioruc gulped nervously. "O-okay, I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to contradict you."

"Whatever Lioruc. Let's get going" she strode past Lioruc into the direction of Black Class City.

Lioruc followed her reluctantly.

Once they were in the city, they had to maneuver around the piles of trash, since they did not want to step in something nasty.

"Hey you." Psycho and Lioruc turned around to see the caller. "Looking for a good time girlie?"

It was a drunk machoke, looking like he'd vomited half the stuff he drank all over himself.

"Fuck yourself, you son of a bitch!" Psycho yelled back at him. "This Lucario's a guy, retard!"

The machoke squinted at them. "I'm not talking to the Lucario." he slurred, lumbering towards them.

Psycho's eyes widened. "Holy shit! This loser's into pokephilia! Run Lioruc!" she shouted, taking his paw and running in the opposite direction of said loser. The machoke's eyes widened. "Hey wait up!" he roared, running surprisingly fast for a drunk pokemon. It only made Lioruc and Psycho run even faster. "What do we do now" gasped Lioruc.

"Think for yourself. What should we do?!" huffed Psycho back. "Hmm" Lioruc thought, thinking fast. "I got it!"

He took control, and led her into another street that was crowded with pokemon. "Hey retards!" Everyone's heads turned to look at him. "There's a porn show in the next street! See for yourself!" Immediately everyone stomped off to the street they just came from, as Lioruc heaved Psycho over the street wall, into another, quieter ally. Psycho took this opportunity to gather her thoughts and clear her head, as Lioruc landed next to her with a thud. "Thanks Lioruc. That was really quick thinking."

"You're welcome" he panted. "And thanks."

She studied him for a moment. "I guess you're not that bad after all." And almost too quietly to be heard, she added softly, "I take back what I said about you being an idiot."

He perked up. "Really?"

She smiled this time, a genuine smile. "Really."

"So where are we going now? We can't really go back there." Lioruc was right. Angry shouts could be heard behind the ally wall.

"I have an idea. Let's go to a bar!" exclaimed Psycho. Lioruc gaped at her. "Are you nuts! We can't drink beer."

She laughed. "Bars don't just serve beer Lioruc. They serve food as well. Come on let's go, I'm starving!"

Lioruc rolled his eyes. "Okay then" he said, taking charge and walking to the ally entrance. "I'm pretty hungry too. Let's just hope the bar serves edible, and good food." "I completely agree" agreed Psycho as she walked beside Lioruc, reaching the ally entrance.

"Which bar do we go in then? There are a few." remarked Lioruc, casting an eye around the small buildings that littered the street.

"Maybe we could try that one over there" suggested Psycho pointing to a building with a sign that said 'The Kickin' Ariados'. "Could be a good place to eat." "Let's try it" decided Lioruc. They walked over to the bar, but before Lioruc went in, Psycho held his paw and stopped him. "What now." he said, clearly annoyed. Psycho held a finger to her lips and peered inside, before straightening. "Lioruc." she started softly. "Don't you think it's a bit strange to see that this bar is completely deserted? There's no one inside, while all the other buildings are noisy."

Looking inside, Lioruc had to admit Psycho was right. The bar was completely deserted, and eerily silent. "Well" he said just as softly. "We'll have to investigate that, shall we?" Wordlessly, Psycho nodded, and Lioruc opened the door slowly.

It gave an ominous creaking noise as it swung slowly.

Lioruc and Psycho came inside noiselessly. Now that they were in, they could see the interior a bit more clearly. The room was a bit bare, a few wooden chairs, and one table at the bar. Everything was made of wood, and there was nothing on the table. They stepped inside to inspect the room a little more. "Hello" Lioruc called out hesitantly. "Is there anyone here?"

"Welcome, welcome." They turned around quickly in shock. An Ariados was hanging upside down, by only a thread. "So, so very, very pleased to meet you. Do, do take a seat please. My name is Arno." A little wierded out by his way of speech, they sat down. "Soooo." Arno hissed, clicking his pincers. "What would you like to drink? Something to eat, perhaps?" "Err…" Psycho tried to think. "Maybe...a popular drink you serve here? Not beer though."

"Of course." Pincers clicking, he turned to Lioruc. "And for you?" "Same thing as her" he replied hastily. "Very well." he hissed. Please make yourself comfortable as I get the drinks. Chuckling, he went through another door behind the bar and closed it behind him.

"Whoa." Lioruc breathed. "You have to admit, that was creepy." "I know." Psycho shivered. Almost immediately, Arno came back out and placed the drinks on the table. "Your drinks. The Buzzing Beedrill. Made with Sitrus juice." he said smoothly.

While the Arno wasn't looking, Psycho lifted her drink to smell it. Eyes closed, she breathed in and out, smelling the liquid. She could indeed smell the wonderful Sitrus…and a hint of something else? It smelt strange…

Psycho opened her eyes, looked into her drink, and nearly retched. She could see the enticing golden liquid of Sitrus juice…but there was something else inside.

Something that looked horribly like the spilled innards of a—

Thunk!!

Psycho nearly dropped her glass as Lioruc hastily placed his drink down and stood up, as Arno looked up, surprised. "I'm so sorry but I forgot we were in a hurry. We will of course, take the drinks with us."

"Exactly what he said. Psycho stood up shakily, her face green. "We are in a hurry."

"Oh dear. How disappointing. If you like though, you could take some food with you? It won't take very long." Arno said with a disturbingly eager look on his face.

"Um, no thanks. We really must be going though. Thanks very much!" shouted Lioruc as he went through the door, holding the drinks in one hand and supporting Psycho with the other.

He ran back to the alleyway dragging Psycho with him, and once he was sure no one was watching, smashed the drinks across the hard tiles."Gross." said Lioruc, half mesmerized, half disgusted by the look of the spilled pieces of…meat. "I can't believe Arno put that in our drinks. It's sick!" "The feeling's mutual." said Psycho shakily, starting to sit down. "And you know what? I bet the drink's called 'Buzzing Beedrill' for a reason." Lioruc and Psycho looked at each other, horrified.

"You mean to say…"Lioruc was unable to finish.

"I think so. "said Psycho grimly. "Arno was shit creepy. And it would explain why the bar was so empty. I guess people living here would know by now what the 'Kickin' Ariados' was like."

After Lioruc and Psycho got over their temporary loss of appetite, they walked back to the alleyway entrance. "So now that the 'Kickin' Ariados' is off our list." Lioruc trying to make a conversation. "We should probably try somewhere else."

"Yeah, but where? If all the bars are like the 'Kickin' Ariados', I'm hightailing it out of this fucking town."

"Y'all have been to the 'Kickin' Ariados? Not a good place isn't it?" a hearty voice interrupted them.

Lioruc and Psycho turned around to see the mysterious newcomer with the cowboy accent.

A large, old Swampert with a friendly face was walking towards them. "If y'all wanna bar, y'all need to go the ol' 'Sal`water Croconaw', where 'ey 'ave delicious food 'ere."

Lioruc was elated. "That's great! How do you get to the 'Saltwater Croconaw'?"

The Swampert laughed heartedly. "Y'all go straight forward, 'en turn right" he said pointing with a large finger. "And then, you'll see the 'ol Sal`water Croconaw'. It's good there."

"Thanks, mister?" asked Lioruc curiously.

The Swampert gave them a wink before saying, "M' names Muddy. Don't forget laddie!"

Lioruc gave Muddy a smile. "Don't worry, we won't forget."

Muddy gave them one last smile, before going past them into another entrance.

"He was nice" remarked Lioruc. Psycho rolled her eyes. "Looks can be deceiving. But we'll follow the directions he gave us. I'm desperate for food, now LET'S FUCKING GO!!" she shouted, before taking him by the paw and dragging him around again.

Lioruc sighed. 'She never changes doesn't she?'

"Well here we are." announced Psycho. "The famed 'Saltwater Croconaw'."

Lioruc, who was by now, bruised and battered by Psycho dragging him around (Literally), was very tired, very hungry, and wanted to eat as soon as possible. But he perked up. "That's really good! I'm starving!" he yelled at the top of his lungs, earning him strange looks from passerby's as he tore through the doors inside. "Hey wait up!" Psycho roared. She didn't like being left behind.

Lioruc burst through the doors, to see a warm looking interior with bright lights, made out of wood, a lot more tables and chairs, and many cheerful, laughing pokemon. There were two doorways behind the counter, and another doorway, which appeared to lead upstairs.

Behind the counter, a Croconaw sat cheerfully chatting with a customer. Psycho burst in after him, gasping for air. "Wow. It sure is cozy inside here." Psycho mumbled. Then in a louder voice, "Finally we can eat, so let's sit down at the bar table."

"Sure." agreed Lioruc, who didn't have the strength to argue. They both took seats opposite across the Croconaw at the counter.

"Yo, wat's up? U look totally pwned! U 2 look strange BTW." remarked the Croconaw casually, as Lioruc sweatdropped at the way he talked.

"Err right" deadpanned Lioruc. Psycho recovered first. "Yo dude" she said grinning. "Wat's up in teh bar? Busy isn't it? We r looking pwned, because we dragged our asses halfway across town!"

"Wow dude." said the Croconaw sympathically shaking his head, while Lioruc watched the two with a dumbfounded look on his face. "U got it dat bad? Let me make U 2 a special meal, for free!"

"Really?! Thanks dude. U r awesome!" Psycho exclaimed.

"Thank U, dude!" laughed the Croconaw. "BTW, mah names Cray, so don' U forget it!"

"LOL, don' worry dude, s'not possible 2 forget! Our names r Psycho and ma pal here, Lioruc." Psycho laughed along with him, as Cray turned around to fix their meal. "Oh yeah I forgot." Cray turned around again. "Wat gummies do U guys like? I can add 2 kinds if U like." "I like orange and silver gummies" answered Lioruc immediately. "And U, dude?" Cray smiled at Psycho. "Hmm." pondered Psycho. "I don't know which gummi I like, but I'll try black gummies!" "Kay got it" laughed Cray.

"You know how to l33t speak?!" hissed Lioruc quietly into her ear. Psycho shook her head with an amused look on her face. "No, that was someone else imitating my voice dipshit." she said sarcastically. "Whatever." Lioruc muttered, but still had an amused look on his face

"Here we r!"announced Cray, suddenly appearing from nowhere, making Lioruc jump up in shock, and making Psycho roll her eyes.

"Ur l33t meal's ready! Roasted apple, with hot sauce and gummi filling! ~N-joy!~" "

"We will" promised Lioruc, and he and Psycho started to dig into their food.

IT. WAS. SCRUMPTIOUS.

So totally delicious. The roasted apple went perfectly with the hot sauce, which seemed to be made out of Oran, Pecha, Chestnut, and a few other berries Lioruc couldn't identify. Plus Lioruc's favorite gummies, and it was heaven! Raising his head, he asked Cray "What berries are put in this meal? Furthermore, what's the meal called?"

Cray chuckled and told him "This meal contains, Oran, Pecha, Cheri, Aspear, and Chesto berries, all the berries that are good for your health, especially when their mixed together. And the meal's called 'Apple Delight'." Lioruc gaped at him. "You're not speaking l33t speech!!" Cray smiled and told him, "I made a promise that the first person who was able to speak l33t speak with me, would get a free meal for his or her guest. And guess what, lassie over there, managed to do it perfectly!"

"…That's pretty random, but it's a clever way of getting people to l33t speak." Lioruc remarked, surprised. "Did you tell anybody?" Cray shrugged. "Nah, if everybody knew it wouldn't be a challenge anymore since they'd probably try to get to know everything about l33t speak, which would've been cheating. No, I wanted someone able to speak it naturally." "That's pretty clever" said Psycho, who was happily chewing her way through the food. "By the way" Cray turned to Psycho with a curious look on his face. "What do you think of those gummies? Their usually meant for pokemon, but I'd like to hear your opinion."

"You want my opinion?! Go hit yourself!" she exclaimed with a dreamy look on her face.

Cray looked back to Lioruc with a confused expression on his face. Lioruc laughed. "Which in her opinion, means this is very, very good food."

Cray visibly relaxed. "Thank Arceus. I take comments on my food seriously." But getting more serious, he asked another question. "By the way like Psycho over here said, you guys are pretty tuckered out. Are you going to spend the night in the city? Because if you are, I've got free rooms for you two to stay in, if you like." "That would be great! We really appreciate that Cray!"

"Don't mention it" chuckled Cray. "You two are pretty decent customers, and I'd be happy to lend you a hand.""Hey Psycho" Lio called to her, catching her attention. "Cray here's lending us some rooms for tonight." "Thanks Cray." she thanked Cray and got up. "Thanks for the dinner too, but since I'm full now, and your bar's losing customers, can you show us to our rooms now?"

"Sure. Lioruc, you finished?"

"I am now" Cray and Lioruc stood up. "Oi Lexi!"

A disgruntled Gabite trundled over to them. "What is it now?!" she snapped at him angrily. Cray smirked at her before answering, "Think you can clear these dishes up for me? I'm showing these two to their rooms." "Usually I would say 'fuck you', but it's for the benefit of other people, so fine." she grumbled. Cray smirked even wider, if that was possible. "That's my girl" "I'm not your girl" she snapped at him, though there was a tinge of a blush gracing her cheeks.

Cray chuckled a little before gesturing to Psycho and Lioruc. "This way."

The two followed him up the neat wooden stairs, the torch Cray held, providing light for them.

"Well here we are." Cray announced. "Your rooms. It's not first class, but it's still pretty good."

The three stepped into the room, which was as wooden as the room downstairs. There were two torches on the walls, and there were two comfortable looking straw beds, with dark blue blankets covering them. There was also a large sized hole in the right side of the wall, in the shape of a circle meant to be a window. There was also a mirror hanging on the left wall.

"Thank you Cray" said Lioruc appreciatively. "You're welcome dude. Call me or Lexi if you need anything. Goodnight." and with that, Cray went downstairs.

"I'm taking the left bed" declared Psycho, stomping towards said bed.

"I'll be taking the other one then" yawned Lioruc tiredly. "Where I can have the window all to myself."

"Fuck you Lio."

"Lio?"

"Lioruc's a mouthful. You needed a nickname. From now on, I'm calling you Lio."

"Thanks."

"Don't mention it. Now go to sleep you fuckwit."

"Goodnight."

"Goodnight."

"Sweet dreams."

"Goodnight."

"Have a nice sleep—"

"Shut up!!"

"Goodnight."

"Goodnight."

Later that night…

RUMBLE, RUMBLE, RUMBLE, RUMBLE, RUMBLE, RUMBLE, RUMBLE…

The noise woke both Lio and Psycho up. "What the hell was that?" asked Lio groggily.

"How the hell would I know? Fuck you Lio and go back to sleep." shot back Psycho nastily.

"Whatever."

Well, I did tell you the second chapter would be longer than the first. And it is!

I'll update the third chapter ASAP, so don't worry.

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