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When Gumshoos was eliminated, Mudsdale began getting more and more obsessed with fornicating with Bewear. As soon as she got eliminated, Mudsdale went back up to his room and waited for him to come in.
Then, she jumped him and they had five more rounds. Saturday and Sunday weren't any better, as she wouldn't let him leave his own room for anything. The only time he'd have any freedom was when he wore her out, which took a very long time due to her ability.
Bewear was exhausted, but he didn't really mind. It was still Sunday, and the time was approaching 9 PM. Mudsdale was lying in his bed, asleep, while he just stared at the ceiling. He heard her soft breathing and felt that he was in the clear to leave. He wanted to go work out. He could feel his muscles weakening with every round he had with Mudsdale. He also wanted to shower, as he couldn't even go to the bathroom without her following him inside. Using it was fine, but he couldn't shower due to her not really liking water.
He knew that he'd probably wake her if he went to his own shower, so he quickly, but slowly, opened his door, and snuck out.
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"Mudsdale is pretty and our game is fun, but I'm getting tired…" Bewear said, rubbing his head. "Maybe she can play by herself for a while…"
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Bewear knocked on Pyukumuku's door. After a few minutes with no response, he knocked again. Getting no response once more, he looked down in exasperation, not uttering any sound.
He realized that if Pyukumuku wasn't in his room, there was only one other place he could be: the seventh floor.
He would have gone to another guys' room, but Pyukumuku was the only guy that he really trusted. The others were fine, but he just couldn't deal with them. He attempted to open Pyukumuku's door, and much to his surprise, it was unlocked.
He went inside and, unsurprisingly, the room was clean. There wasn't much that a Sea Cucumber could do to a room that's much bigger than himself. He went into the bathroom and immediately turned on the hot water so that he could bathe Mudsdale's essence off of himself.
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Passimian had his head in the palms of his hands as he sat in the bean bag chair. After having sex with the Salazzle in the last challenge, he just felt awful. Sure, he had sex with girls before, but this time, it wasn't right. The situation that happened beforehand with Hakamo-o and the girls attempting to hook them up was the cause of this.
Yes, he found Hakamo-o attractive. Yes, he knew that she stated that she wasn't interesting in a relationship in the game. However, there could have a been a chance to change her mind about it. Sure, he said that he agreed with her, but seeing how Bewear and Mudsdale had been acting was irking him.
They had a full-on intimate relationship going on, and they were both still doing fairly well in challenges. Well, Bewear was anyway. Granted, it was just the last challenge when that circumstance occurred, but it kinda proved that relationships didn't hinder challenge performance. In Mudsdale's case, yes, she screwed up in the last neck of the competition, but before, she was still doing perfectly fine.
"Fuck my life…" Passimian said with a sigh as he finally lied back in the bean bag chair.
Incineroar, who was trying and failing to get better at Halo, saw his condition and groaned. He noticed that he'd been sulking around and avoiding interaction with Lycanroc, Oricorio, and Hakamo-o as if they had the plague. He knew about the Salazzle he banged in the last challenge, but was confused as to why Passimian was acting like it was the worst thing he'd ever done.
"Dude, you've been moping and acting like a sad sack ever since Gumshoos was eliminated", Incineroar said, pausing his game. "Why the hell are you being like this if you scored with a sexy ass girl? And this is coming from a g-"
He looked over and saw that Pyukumuku was watching and listening from the weight stand. He had to watch himself.
"A...another horny guy…" Incineroar finished, chortling nervously.
"Well…" Passimian started with a sigh. "You know Hakamo-o, right?"
"The bitch that's too serious about everything, yes…" Incineroar replied, causing Passimian to throw him a disapproving look. "What? You know I'm telling the truth…"
Passimian rolled his eyes. "Well, Lycanroc and Oricorio tried to hook us up, and-"
"Oh yeah…" Incineroar chirped, recalling the wolf's and bird's plan to get the two of them to talk. "When they told me the plan, I laughed. So, how'd it go?"
"Well...we both agreed that a relationship would cause issues in the competition…" Passimian explained.
"Uh huh...?"
"And well, y'see, uh...I still wanted to try and get with her…" Passimian explained, causing Incineroar's eyes to widen.
"W-What?" the Heel Pokemon asked, completely taken aback by Passimian's claim. "But didn't you just say-"
"Yes, we agreed, but that doesn't mean I couldn't try…"
"Uh, actually it does…" Incineroar countered. "Have you even talked to her outside of that little interaction?"
"Well, no, but-"
"And you fucked a Salazzle in the last challenge while these thoughts were still going through your head?!" Incineroar blustered
"Hey, don't blame me, those things are sexy and their pheromones take control over you…" Passimian retorted.
Incineroar stood up with a groan, holding his head. "Y'see, this is why I'm gay and I've only been with my fiance for my entire life. I don't like dealing with bullshit issues like this! And I still happen to enjoy the feeling of…y'know…" he said, clearing his throat.
Passimian raised a brow before looking toward Pyukumuku, who was still watching and listening. Incineroar facepalmed. "WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME!?" he roared before turning to the Sea Cucumber. "TELL ANYONE AND YOU DIE!"
Pyukumuku just blinked in response.
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"Wow...I know a gay guy...AWESOME!" Pyukumuku exclaimed cheerily.
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Incineroar plopped back down in the chair he was in. "You're fucked. Any chance of you two getting together is completely out of the window now…"
"Why do you think I've been so fucking upset!?" Passimian exclaimed before taking off his helmet and rubbing his furry head. "I've screwed up bad…"
"Well, I've got nothing more to say…" Incineroar replied. "It was dumb move…"
"Pheromones…"
"Right…" Incineroar said, rolling his eyes as he started playing the game again.
Passimian could tell that Incineroar was irked at him now, but he still needed his advice. With as long a relationship as he claimed to have, apparently being with his fiance for most of his life, surely they had a few bumps and made a few mistakes. He knew that he and Hakamo-o weren't dating, but he still felt like he needed to talk to her.
"Well...what do I say to her?" asked Passimian.
Incineroar paused his game again and turned to him. "How adamant was she about the relationship thing?"
"Uh...I don't know how to rate adamancy...but she was pretty dead set on it…"
"Then there's no point in saying anything…" Incineroar replied. "I'll be honest, when I set my mind to something, I rarely change my mind. My man knows that. And even though he hates it, he let's it go…"
"So...you want me to just let it be?"
"Yes", Incineroar replied. "If she's not willing to change her mind, which is even more evident by her attitude in this competition, there's no point in telling her what happened because she won't care. You'd just be spilling your tea for no reason…"
Passimian looked down.
"Trust me. If she doesn't care about a relationship, you shouldn't care about banging a Salazzle…" Incineroar replied as he started playing Halo once again.
After a few seconds, Passimian rose up. "I'm gonna go talk to her…"
Incineroar paused his game YET AGAIN and facepalmed. "What did we just talk about?"
"I know that it won't matter to her, but I just need to get this off of my chest", Passimian explained. "Guilt emerges in me even when there's nothing to be guilty about. It's a part of me that I fucking hate…"
Incineroar sighed. "Good luck, I guess…" he replied before resuming his game for the fourth time.
Passimian hurried over to the elevators, wanting to just get this over with, leaving Pyukumuku and Incineroar alone.
"So, what's it like being gay?" Pyukumuku queried, making Incineroar pass him a death glare.
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Hakamo-o, Lycanroc, and Oricorio were watching a movie in Oricorio's room. The bird's room was still rather clean, with the only thing unkempt being her bed. Lycanroc was lying on the floor, while Hakamo-o lied on the couch and Oricorio sat in her bed, in her Pa'u Style. They were watching, 'Gigantic', and Oricorio felt herself starting to tear up us the Gardevoir on the raft uttered 'I'll never let go…' to a Gallade in the water. It seemed like her Pa'u Style was more emotional and relaxed.
"This movie is so dumb…" Hakamo-o commented. "I mean, seriously. There's more than enough space for that skinny dude to get in with her, but he just dies anyway?"
"Hey, it's for entertainment purposes…" said Lycanroc replied. "It's not always going to be sensical. Take horror movies for instance, everyone's a fucking idiot."
"Yeah, and?"
"That's because if they acted like normal, intelligent, people in that situation, the movie wouldn't be a movie. It'd be a four minute clip…" Lycanroc replied.
Hakamo-o huffed. "I guess you're right…"
Suddenly, there was a knock at Oricorio's door. The three girls exchanged looks; they weren't expecting any company, nor did they know who'd want to visit them.
Hakamo-o decided to open the door, being the most physically capable of the three in the room. She opened the door and saw that it was Passimian; this rose a few questions for her.
"Uh...what are you doing here?" she asked.
"I uh...I actually wanted to talk to you about something…" he explained vaguely.
"About what?" she responded as Lycanroc and Oricorio peeked around the corner to see what was going on.
"Can you just come out here so we can talk?" he urged, not wanting to take long.
Hakamo-o looked behind herself, causing Lycanroc and Oricorio to quickly turn their attention back to the television. Hakamo-o smacked her lips and rolled her eyes. "Fine", she said as she stepped outside and left the door slightly cracked behind her.
The two of them went a bit away from that door and headed to her room. Hakamo-o just wanted to be sure that whatever they talked about remained between them. When they entered her room, she immediately locked the door and stood against it with her arms folded. "Okay. Talk…"
Seeing her in the position and seeing that no-nonsense look in her eyes caused him to blush a bit, but he needed to be serious.
"Well...I'm sure you recall when Lycanroc and Oricorio tried to hook us up…" Passimian said, jogging her memory a bit.
She already recalled what he was talking about, so she didn't respond initially. "Yeah, so?"
"And you know how we both kinda agreed about the no relationship thing?" he asked.
Before he could even finish, Hakamo-o unlocked the door and opened it. "Get out…"
"What?" Passimian asked in confusion.
"You heard me. Get out", she repeated.
"Why?!" Passimian exclaimed, bewildered by her sudden hostility. "You didn't even let me say what I needed to!"
"You don't need to…" Hakamo-o responded. "Now get out, or do I have to throw you out?"
Passimian gave her a glare. "No need", he said as he headed out. He still wanted to say what he needed to, and he was going to say it anyway. He stopped at the doorway.
"You know...I still found you attractive" he admitted in a solemn tone. "And I was thinking about trying to become friends to maybe see if it'd go somewhere down the line. But it went wrong and I ended up with a Salazzle in the last challenge. I felt guilty because I still liked you and I still wanted to see if anything would work out, but hey, you kicked me out before I could fully explain, so I guess you've made your final decision…" he said before finally leaving.
Hakamo-o slammed the door and locked it before heading to her couch. She sat down in silence, holding her head for a few seconds, before using her hands to wipe either side of her face before meeting in a praying-like position.
She couldn't believe what she just heard. He still liked her...even after agreeing that a relationship would cause problems. And not only that...he ended up getting together with the Salazzle from the previous challenge!? So many emotions were going through her mind. She was upset. Angry. Betrayed. Tired.
"That fucking bastard…" she muttered to herself, her voice starting to break a bit. She wasn't about to cry over Passimian. She was about to cry because of all of the emotions suddenly coming over her. Prior to this, she hadn't ever had to deal with this many feelings. She didn't even know WHY she was feeling like this.
Yes, she found him attractive, but she wasn't interested in acting upon it. She still believed that relationships in these shows caused problems, and currently, even though they weren't dating, this was one of the problems she was talking about. She barely knew the guy and she was flooded with emotions because of him.
She laid in her bed, her face buried in her pillow as she roared in aggravation. She lifted her face up slightly, only letting her eyes into view. "I've gotta get him outta here...I can NOT deal with this bullshit…"
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Hakamo-o was wiping away tears. "I've hardly ever cried and I never want to do it again", she growled. "That fucking bastard is trying to get into my head…"
"That physique and that demeanor are gonna cost me the fucking game. So, in order to keep myself stable...I'm gonna have to convince his teammates…" Hakamo-o reasoned. "I know it's wrong, but I am NOT going to be emotional again."
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Togedemaru was in her usual hangout spot, the buffet area. She felt like she needed to reward herself, yet again, for finally making progress in her plan. Not only did she sabotage her team, but she also played a part in getting rid of a threat!
After Gumshoos' elimination, she'd spent most of Saturday and today, Sunday, in the buffet area just eating away without a break. Her plan was far from over, though. She was already planning the termination of another teammate. One threat was gone, but now it was time for the other one.
Incineroar wasn't much of a threat to her; she just viewed him as an overcompensating loser. Mudsdale was obsessed with Bewear lately, so she'd be out soon anyway, and Drampa was Drampa, so he was going to get his ass kicked numerous times and get eliminated due to injury sooner or later. Passimian was the one.
He was acting as a leader and effectively saving Drampa's ass every elimination. All she had to do was convince the others that he just wants Drampa to keep fooling around with all of them for his own amusement, or make another good enough case. There were only five of them left on the team, however, so it was going to be tough.
"Incineroar probably won't vote for him, but if I can convince Mudsdale...that could be an extra vote in my favor…" she said to herself. "Then if I get Drampa on board somehow...it'll be over…"
"Get me onboard with what?"
Togedemaru shrieked out of fear, as the Placid Pokemon seemed to have materialized out of nowhere! She growled and glared at him.
"Well, uh...usually I hear shrieks like that when girls or guys are under me, but uh...that works, too", Drampa replied in response to the shriek and angry glare. "So, I ask again: Get me onboard with what?"
Togedemaru let out a breath. She didn't want to have any help in her plans, but, she wasn't going to be in an alliance with him or anything, so what harm could be done?
"Well, if you must know, I want you to help me eliminate Passimian…" Togedemaru explained. "That bastard is gonna end up screwing the team over with his bullshit decisions…"
"Eh, I guess I can agree. I mean, the idiot really thinks that I'm gonna stop my voyeurism here?" Drampa asked. "Please. With the sweet asses on those bitches on the other team and the beefcake from Incineroar, mmph! It's only just beginning."
"I'm glad that I'm not in that description…" was the only thing Togedemaru could muster up.
"Oh, don't worry, anyone not on that list has a list all of their own…"
"Okay, I don't wanna know anything else dealing with that", Togedemaru stated solemnly. "Are you gonna help me or not?" she asked.
"Hmm...I suppose…" Drampa started. "But, what's in it for me?"
Togedemaru sighed. She had a feeling that he was going to want something in return, as if his guaranteed safety (for now) wasn't enough. "What do you want? It'd better not be sexual, either…"
"What's sexual for you is different for what's sexual for me, so I believe we have an understanding~" Drampa said with a smile.
"Just tell me what you want, you jackass."
"Well, I wish to shower with you…"
Togedemaru froze. Did this pervy sonuvabitch just ask her to shower with him? Maybe she could focus on Passimian at a later time.
"You mean...you want us to-"
"Heavens NO!" Drampa exclaimed. "You're far too small for me to take in that manner. I only wish to be in the same...moist...steamy...confined...environment as you. No physical contact needs to be made…"
Togedemaru weighed her options. She could refuse and risk him blabbing to the rest of the team, or get it over with, feel violated, and get an extra vote. Suddenly, a thought arose in her head.
"Wait...how do I know that you're not just gonna take it all back and not help me if I agree to this?"
Drampa chortled. "You don't know. I guess you'll just have to trust me…"
Togedemaru just gave him a look of disgust before staring back down at her plate.
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Shower water was heard shutting off in a steam enveloped room. A shadow walked toward the window. Wiping away the fog, Bewear revealed his wet, furry form. He scratched his head before swiping his fur down, making it appear as it usually did. Smooth.
He had a towel around his neck and another around his waist and he decided to go back to his own room, as he knew Pyukumuku wouldn't appreciate him leaving used towels on the floor or counter.
He looked at Pyukumuku's clock and saw that it was 9:33. He yawned before heading out the door, only to see Mudsdale standing there with a peeved expression. He sweatdropped.
"Who told you...that you could leave the bedroom?" Mudsdale questioned, keeping her same glare.
Bewear just blinked in response as Mudsdale charged her way into Pyukumuku's room. Bewear ended up clinging to her by her mud locks.
"Muddy!" Bewear blustered, something he hardly never did, causing Mudsdale to stop in her tracks. He let go of Mudsdale, causing him to land on his back. He attempted to get up, but Mudsdale pinned him back down with her muzzle, giving him a sultry look and lick on the stomach.
Bewear would have easily got back up, but his weakened muscles from the numerous rounds and his male hormones weren't allowing this to happen. He didn't want this to happen in his friend's room, so he lightly tapped Mudsdale before she got too 'into' the part that was coming up.
"Muddy. My room. Not Pyukumuku's…" he stated.
Mudsdale smiled and kissed his nose as she let him up and grabbed him by his ear using her teeth.
"Ow…" he said plainly as he made sure to keep his towels with him.
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Bewear just sighed.
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Dhelmise was in the lobby, alone. He needed to get some information and fast. Why fast? Because he was anxious. He had already possibly screwed with Hakamo-o's head, though it wasn't quite in the last challenge. There wasn't much else he could do.
He was getting extremely suspicious about Incineroar's behavior and mannerisms as of late. There was just something about him that made it seem like he was hiding something. The way he walked; the way he stood; his random fits of anger; hell, he even recalled seeing the tiger slurp and eat an entire popsicle in one bite just yesterday.
He needed to observe him more, as he had an idea of what was going on.
"Well. Looks like I'm gonna be watching what he does in his room…" Dhelmise said to himself. "Hopefully he doesn't sense anything or kills me…"
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"I'll just go to his room, turn invisible, and sit on his couch until he comes back…" Dhelmise stated. "I don't want to pull a Drampa, but I need more info on these dolts and these challenges aren't helping me out in the slightest!"
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"So...she just kicked you out?" Incineroar asked as Passimian came back with an aggravated expression.
"Yes. I didn't even really get to explain, so I had to do it as I was leaving…"
"Well, you should've expected that…" Incineroar replied. "With a girl like her...eh…"
"Gee, thanks…" Passimian said, rolling his eyes. "Well, it's done now. Nothing I can really do about it…"
Incineroar shrugged before standing up and stretching. "Well, I think I'm gonna go chill in my room for the rest of the night. This game has thoroughly pissed me the fuck off…"
"I bet…"
"Fuck you, man…" Incineroar said as he started heading back to the elevators.
"Nah, I'm straight…" Passimian replied jokingly.
"Not funny!"
Passimian chuckled before picking up the controller. Pyukumuku hopped off of the weight stand and shuffled toward him. "Wanna play GTA again?"
"Uh...sure…" Passimian said, unsure if he wanted to let the little guy play again. "Actually, on second thought, shouldn't you be getting ready for bed? It's almost 10…"
"Oh...okay", Pyukumuku said, hopping toward the elevator, as Passimian sighed to himself.
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Dhelmise was sitting in Incineroar's room, invisible, watching television. He heard the knob turning and immediately turned the television off.
Incineroar entered his room and saw it enveloped in darkness, just as he enjoyed it. Back home with his fiance, a lot of naughty things happened in the dark. He couldn't see, but his fiance could sense his location and what happened was completely amazing. Not knowing what was coming really aroused him.
Despite this, he wasn't at home, so as usual, he used the hall light to get to his bed and closed the door, leaving the room in mostly darkness, the lights from the from illuminating the window and drapes. Dhelmise watched him as he lied in his bed. He felt uncomfortable watching another grown male sleep, but it was necessary. Maybe he talked in his sleep or he'd mumble something.
It probably wasn't likely, but it was worth a shot. Hours passed, with Incineroar providing nothing of use. When the time struck 1:32 AM and nothing of use came up, he was done. He just wasted his time acting like a creepy pervert. He started phasing through the ground when he heard the bed creak.
He floated back up and saw the tiger start tossing and turning abruptly. A small smile appeared on his face and his tongue lolled out of his mouth. Dhelmise fully rose back up, watching as the tiger raised his bottom half and purred. He started groaning and licking his lips, making Dhelmise even more uncomfortable as he floated back a bit.
"H-Harder…" Incineroar groaned in his sleep before his eyes clenched and his bit down on his pillow. "D-Deep...er…" he muffled as Dhelmise saw him grab either side of his mattress, while still biting his pillow.
Dhelmise immediately phased out of the room, a bit disturbed and uncomfortable.
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"Well…" Dhelmise started. "Looks like he's gay. Interesting...to say the least. And apparently he's extremely horny for his partner…"
"I'm not sure what I can do with this, but hey. At least it's something…" Dhelmise commented.
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Nine hours passed
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Lycanroc woke up on the floor of her room, her head board now had chunks out of it and her walls had scratch marks around them. She sighed as she raked her rocky mane back. "Another day, another part of my room fucked up…" she said to herself softly.
She got to her feet and popped her back before sniffing under her arms and near her privates. "Yep...definitely need to shower…"
She headed to her bathroom, the situation with Hakamo-o and Passimian coming back in her mind. Hakamo-o went out with him and neither she nor Oricorio heard from her since. She didn't know if they hooked up or if something bad happened.
She and Oricorio had stayed up until 11:45 watching movies, thinking that Hakamo-o would come back soon. When she didn't they didn't necessarily get worried, but they were curious as to what was going on. She thought about checking on her, but the call of her bed was overpowering and she came straight to her room to sleep.
As soon as she was got out of the shower, she was gonna go see how she was doing. She turned the hot water on and stepped inside of the shower. She grabbed the soap that was already provided inside of the shower and started lathering herself with it.
"Okay...get this musty scent off of myself and my cookie, go check on Haka, eat some breakfast, and see if today's when we have a challenge…" Lycanroc said to herself as she washed her chest and thighs. She leaned her head forward, wetting her mane majorly before whipping it back with a smile. "Hmm...maybe I can bother Incineroar a bit more, too~"
She turned off the water, grabbing a towel from the rod above the toilet. She stepped out and started drying herself off. When she was done, she exited and headed to Hakamo-o's room. She wasn't sure if she was awake or not, so she started knocking.
"Haka! You awake?" she called.
She got no response; she didn't know if this meant that she was inside or not. She knocked a few more times and still got no response.
"Haka?"
She twisted the knob and saw that her door was locked. This was strange, but understandable considering Drampa's behavior. She decided to leave it be for now and hopefully catch her later. Lycanroc's stomach growled and she headed to the elevators to go down to the buffet area for some breakfast.
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Togedemaru had a pale, disturbed look on her face as she twiddled with her fork. She had decided to through with Drampa's request, and she'd never felt more violated in her entire life. The strangest thing? NOTHING HAPPENED. She had gotten into the shower first and stayed near the back, then Drampa came in and started showering. No part of him touched her. He didn't even say anything. He just showered and left.
She didn't know he did that, but she was sure that she never wanted it to happen again. She shuddered to herself just thinking about it.
"Hey!"
She jumped at the sudden outburst and turned to see Incineroar looking at her. "You alright? You look like you've seen a ghost."
Togedemaru nearly gagged, remembering all of the white parts of Drampa that she was exposed to. She groaned. "Something like that…"
"Well, you'd better try and get over it. It's Monday, which means we likely have a challenge…" he explained. "We don't need you all bugged out…"
Togedemaru gave him a look. "I'm gonna be fine. Thank you…"
"Whatever you say…" Incineroar said, backing off as he went to the center island to grab a bit of food before heading back up to his room.
Lycanroc burst through the doors with a smile, startling Incineroar, while Togedemaru rolled her eyes. "Hey big daddy~" she greeted with sultry eyes.
Incineroar sighed. "What'd I say about calling me that?"
"You know there's no harm in it, cutie…" Lycanroc said, bumping hips with him, causing him to crack a small smile and roll his eyes.
Incineroar huffed. "You gonna be prepared for the challenge today?"
Lycanroc raised a brow. "How do you know that there's a challenge today?"
Incineroar gave her a look, dropping the ladle he had in his hand. "Seriously? You haven't noticed that every Monday and Friday we've had a challenge?"
"Huh...I guess...knot~" Lycanroc teased, cupping him yet again, causing Incineroar to blush with a soft growl. He had made the mistake of revealing that his fiance was a Lucario on Saturday. She had been messing with him for most of Saturday and Sunday when they were alone.
Lycanroc removed her paw with a giggle, making Togedemaru groan annoyedly. "No softcore porn please, you'll contaminate the food…"
"Sorry…" Lycanroc said sheepishly as she grabbed her own plate and started placing food on it. Incineroar finished putting syrup in his plata and started heading back out.
"Hey! Incineroar!"
"Yeah?"
"If you see Hakamo-o, could you tell her that I'm looking for her?" asked Lycanroc.
"Oh, I know where she is…" said Incineroar. "She's still in her room if she isn't down here already. Passimian told me that she kicked him out when he was trying to explain something and he heard her lock the door.
"Well, I guess that explains why it was still locked…" Lycanroc thought. "Uh...what did he want to explain?"
"Oh uh...he banged a Salazzle in the last challenge and felt guilty since...he kinda still thought about her…"
"He did WHAT?!" Lycanroc exclaimed, completely shocked.
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Passimian was lying on the seventh floor, watching television. He was still thinking about Hakamo-o, even guilt free, so he decided that watching some sports would cheer him up. It didn't.
"Ugh...why are the football teams chock full of idiots these days…" he muttered as he switched off the TV and tossed the remote to the side.
He rolled over onto his back and saw both Lycanroc and Oricorio, in her Sensu Style, glaring down at him. He sat up out of surprise before being tossed back down by the two of them.
"What the hell is wrong with you?!" Lycanroc exclaimed, angrily.
"What'd I do?"
"Don't play dumb…" Oricorio said, smacking him with one of her fan-wings. "Why didn't you tell Hakamo-o how you really felt?!"
Passimian groaned. "Damn it, Incineroar!"
"Talk!" Oricorio demanded, smacking him again.
"If I do, will you stop smacking m-" Passimian started before getting smacked again, making him aggravated.
"Oop. Sorry…"
Passimian sat back up, Lycanroc folding her arms in annoyance. "Well?"
Passimian sighed. "I didn't say, because I still agreed with her. Just because I find her attractive doesn't mean I want to bang her or be in a relationship with her like that."
"Why...have sex with a Salazzle?"
"Pheromones...and its sexiness…" Passimian simply put. "It meant jack shit. That's what I was trying to tell Hakamo-o last night, but she shut me out. I barely got to say anything before she told me to get out."
Lycanroc sighed. "So, you had sex with another female, feel guilty about it, and try to get back on the good side of a girl you're not even dating?"
"Well...yeah!"
Oricorio groaned. "Idiot."
"How am I an idiot?"
"You weren't in a relationship!" Oricorio exclaimed. "People get into numerous relationships; people have meaningless sex; it's part of life! So, you just wasted your time and probably screwed any chance you had at getting together with her, as you claim you wanted…"
"I wanted...to try and become friends...and see if she'd change her mind later on down the line…" Passimian explained a bit thoroughly. "I didn't want a fucking instant relationship! I was thinking about maybe near the end or after this whole thing was over!"
Lycanroc held her head. "Okay", she said, clasping her hands together. "You're gonna have to talk to her again."
"As soon I tried bringing up the relationship agreement, she told me to leave. So...I'm pretty sure she wants nothing to do with me", Passimian replied.
"Well, you're going to try…" Oricorio said threateningly, meeting him eye to eye. "And you'd better make it snappy, because if she's upset or glum during the challenge. YOU are going to regret it…"
Passimian gulped and turned to Lycanroc, who just had her arms folded with no readable expression. "O-Okay. But, you're gonna have to explain it to her first. If it's just me, I'm sure she'll do it again."
"Fine.." Oricorio replied. "But you're coming with us…"
Passimian groaned.
000
Hakamo-o got up and was heading to her bathroom. She was still thinking about what Passimian said; it was annoying her to no end. She wanted to find him and beat the crap out of him for making her feel this way, but she knew that it wouldn't help anything.
She plopped on her toilet and started to pee, when she heard a knock at her door. She groaned. She had heard the knocking earlier, but didn't want to answer. Now that she was up, it was like an obligation. When she finished, she flushed the toilet and headed to the door.
She peeked through the peephole and saw Lycanroc and Oricorio. She sighed and unlocked the door before opening it, letting the two of them in.
"Hey Haka…" Lycanroc greeted softly. "How ya feeling?"
"I don't want to talk about it…" she replied as she sat on her bed.
"We know what happened between you and Passimian, so you may just want to tell us…" Oricorio said with a demanding tone.
Hakamo-o turned to Lycanroc, seeing Oricorio in this style.
"Sensu style brings sass and bossiness, remember?" Lycanroc responded upon seeing her expression.
The Scaly Pokemon let out a breath. "I don't know what really happened. As soon as he tried mentioning the relationship thing, I thought he was gonna try to flirt with me and try to get in my loins…" she explained. "So I just told him to leave. Then, he brings up things that I didn't really know nor care about. After that, I've just been feeling sick in my stomach and...I almost fucking CRIED last night because of that shit!"
"You almost cried?!" Oricorio exclaimed. "Oh-ho that bastard is gonna get it…"
"Now hold on Oricorio. I'm sure that wasn't his intent…" Lycanroc said, giving Passimian the benefit of the doubt. "Now. WHY did you almost start crying?"
"I wasn't upset about him. I just had so many stupid feelings going through me thanks to him and I hated it!" Hakamo-o exclaimed. "Seriously. He tells me he likes me after we both specifically said no relationship bullshit. Then, he tells me that he fucked a Salazzle? I may not have had any relationships, but I know that that's something you're not supposed to tell a girl you supposedly like!"
"So...you do have feelings for him?"
"No…" Hakamo-o replied.
"You wouldn't be acting or feeling this way if you didn't…" Oricorio replied. "Face it. You like him…"
Hakamo-o groaned. She didn't really like Passimian. His appearance was attractive to her, but as a person, no.
"Say whatever you want…" Hakamo-o replied. "But, I don't like him. I've never had feelings for anyone before and it's not starting here. He's got a nice body, but that's all I can say I like about him."
Lycanroc and Oricorio exchanged looks. Passimian was right. She wasn't gonna want him in there.
"I feel like that was just kind of strategy to get me off of my game…" Hakamo-o said, rubbing her face.
"It wasn't", Lycanroc said, her tone soft. "He said you were his type and we're the ones who blew this out of proportion. Well, Dhelmise informed you, but we tried to push it. So, it's our fault. Sorry."
Hakamo-o smiled softly before sighing and laying back on her bed. "We need to get rid of him…" she stated.
"Whoa, what?!" Lycanroc blustered in surprise.
"I don't want him here if it's just gonna cause confliction for me…" Hakamo-o explained. "It sounds like a bitch move, but another threat getting out doesn't sound like a bad idea. Hell, it may help us twice as much!"
"I'm fine with that…" Oricorio chirped.
"What? But...it just...that's his team's job…"
"We're gonna have to convince them…" Oricorio said. "It'll be best for our team."
"But, isn't that a bit...unfair?" asked Lycanroc. "I mean, I don't mind the eliminations, but telling the other team to do what we want? That's not right…"
"This is a competition…" said Oricorio. "We need to do whatever we need to in order to ensure our comfort and survival."
Lycanroc shook her head in disapproval. "I'm sorry, but I can't do it. It's just not in me…"
"That's okay", Hakamo-o said. "We'll just see how things go after the next challenge…"
Lycanroc nodded.
000
"If those two aren't going to get vengeance, then it's up to me…" said Oricorio.
000
The time approached 12:30, and Bewear was slowly waking up. He had ended up passing out sometime during the last round he had with Mudsdale. He could have sworn that his eyes were open...but he couldn't see anything!
He felt weight on him, but he couldn't see what it was, though he had a feeling.
"Hey sweetie~" he heard.
Mudsdale saw Bewear looking around in confusion, as if she wasn't there.
"Uh...you okay, Bewear?"
The bear rubbed his eyes before blinking them rapidly, trying to regain sight. It didn't work.
"Can't see anything…" Bewear said, rubbing his eyes again.
"What?" Mudsdale asked, concerned. "A-Are you sure?"
Bewear felt around the bed and ended up falling off of it.
"OMA!" Mudsdale exclaimed in shock. She looked around for anything that could possibly help him. Seeing nothing, she thought that maybe splashing his eyes would help. She got off of his bed as he started feeling around in an attempt to get up.
Unlike others, who would have been panicking, Bewear kept his cool and felt Mudsdale's leg neck to him. "Muddy?"
"Hold onto me, sweetie. I'm gonna get you to the bathroom…"
"How I'm gonna brush my teeth if I can't see?" Bewear asked as he walked with her.
Mudsdale scoffed. "You're not gonna brush your teeth", she said as they entered. She grabbed a dry towel from the counter with her teeth and bopped him with it a few times. It took a few tries, but he eventually grabbed it.
"Okay, now stick your left arm out…" she instructed as Bewear did so. "A bit lower."
Bewear started lowering his arm before touching something cylindrical.
"Okay, turn on the water and put the towel under it…"
Bewear did as he was told, wetting the towel with lukewarm water. He knew what Mudsdale wanted him to do next, so he went ahead and started rubbing his eyes with the towel.
A small bit of his vision came back before going away completely again. He groaned.
"Did it work?"
Bewear shook his head.
"Fuck, fuck, FUCK!" Mudsdale remembered her mother telling her brother that 'too much sex makes you go blind', but she wasn't expecting it to actually be true! This was all her fault. If the others found out, she'd be in huge trouble!
Bewear moved his arms along the counter to walk himself back to the door. He felt Mudsdale's legs and just stayed put. "What do I do now, Muddy?"
"I...I don't know!" she replied, feeling increasingly bad about the situation. She needed to get him something that's help him get around. She got an idea. "A cane…" she said to herself.
But where was she gonna get one? She knew that no one on her team or the other team was going to have one; and none of them were Psychic-types, so she couldn't get one fast. Well, there weren't any Psychic-types, but there was-
"Dhelmise…" she whispered to herself. She needed to find the Sea Creeper. Bewear was on his team, so he should be concerned and willing to help him out.
"Okay, Bewear, you stay here. I'll be back…" Mudsdale said as she left, causing the bear to fall to the floor.
Mudsdale quickly headed to another room, kicking the door down.
"Hey!" she heard from inside as Dhelmise was startled awake. "What the hell are you doin', woman?!"
"Bewear needs help!" she exclaimed.
"And that constitutes you kicking my door down?"
Mudsdale growled. "Worry about that later! Bewear is fucking blind right now!"
"Uh...what?"
"He can't see shit...but his eyes are wide open!"
"And...how the hell did that happen?"
Mudsdale didn't know if what he mother said was true in this case or not, so she didn't give a real answer.
"I don't know!" she exclaimed. "Just...can you come and help?!"
"Tell Lunala when she gets here…" said Dhelmise. "We have a challenge, so-"
"She doesn't come until 6 PM and it's 12:54!" Mudsdale yelled. "He's your teammate...HELP HIM!"
Dhelmise groaned. "Fine! But you're fixing my door…"
"Whatever…"
-000-
The two returned to Bewear's room, where Dhelmise saw him still sitting on the floor next to the bathroom.
"Alright, get up big boy…" Dhelmise commanded as Bewear got up on his own two feet, not knowing where the voice was coming from. "How'd this happen?"
Bewear shrugged. "I woke up and couldn't see."
"Being blind is bad for your eyes, you know…" Dhelmise said teasingly.
"You're not funny…" Mudsdale said with a glare.
"Says you…" Dhelmise retorted. "So, what am I supposed to be doing here?"
Mudsdale huffed. "Can't you fix his eyes or something? Or give him a cane?"
"Do I look like an optometrist to you?" Dhelmise retorted. "I don't eyes myself for fuck's sake!"
"What?" Mudsdale asked. "Then what's-"
"It's a compass...from the wheel", Dhelmise explained. "I have no eyes! I just know how to get around because I'm a Ghost-type!"
"Ugh...then just get him a damn white cane!"
"I say again...do I look like an optometrist?!"
Mudsdale growled. "You're useless!"
"Gee thanks…" Dhelmise replied. "How did you even know he was blind if he was in his room?"
Mudsdale looked to the side sheepishly. "What are you even doing on the male half of our team's floor?"
"I plead the fifth…" she stated.
"Plea denied…" Dhelmise retorted. "However...due to how nervous you look, how you seemed to already be here for Bewear, and the smell that's in here; I'm guessing you two have been making this room co-ed…which is what the hosts don't want."
"So, what is it? Too much sex?"
"Shut up…" Mudsdale growled, annoyed that he was able to figure it out. "Just because I like to get it in doesn't mean anything. We're not hurting anyone…"
"...Have you been using protection?" asked Dhelmise.
"Well...there aren't any drug stores around, so….no", Mudsdale said with a glare.
"They're you're likely hurting your chances in this game…" Dhelmise replied. "Get pregnant and it's...man…"
"You don't know where it goes, so you really don't have to worry about it…"
"OKAY! Didn't need to hear that. I'm leaving. Hopefully Bewear doesn't fuck us over...and if he does, I'm blaming you. See ya…" Dhelmise said as he floated out of the room.
Mudsdale growled.
000
"Fucking bastard", Mudsdale growled. "It was like he didn't even care!"
"I swear if Bewear gets eliminated over this, I'm gonna feel so bad and empty…"
000
The time reached 4:23 PM, and everyone was waiting for the call from Lunala. On the seventh floor, Lycanroc was bothering Incineroar, with Pyukumuku nearby listening.
"So...how big is he?" Lycanroc asked.
"How big is what?" Incineroar asked, feigning ignorance.
"You know what I'm talking about~" Lycanroc replied, giving him sultry eyes.
"Uh...I prefer not to disclose that information. There are homewrecking sluts who watch these shows…" Incineroar replied. "I'm not putting my man out there…"
"Uh...if you're gay, then why are you worried about-"
"He's bisexual…" Incineroar replied, folding his arms.
Lycanroc gained a small smirk. "Oh really~?"
"Yeah, so I'm not gonna say anything about that…" Incineroar replied adamantly.
"Alright...then how does he handle you?"
Incineroar twitched. "Can you not ask provocative questions?"
"I'm curious…" Lycanroc replied, giggling.
Incineroar blushed, folding his arms. "He handles me fine…"
"Uh huh...how fine…?"
Incineroar didn't reply, signalling that Lycanroc should drop it.
"Okay…" Lycanroc started. "Well, how'd you two start going out?"
Incineroar's serious look immediately turned into one of bashfulness. He blushed. "Well, y'see…"
-000-
A young Litten knocked on the front door of a house near a forest entrance. He sat down, his tail wagging as he waited for the door to open.
After a while, a Lucario opened the door. It looked feminine, its chest a bit more busty and its thighs a bit thicker than normal. "Oh, hi Litten. What can I do for you?"
"Uh...can Riolu play?" Litten asked, hiding a faint blush.
"Oh, he's in his treehouse sweetie. Head around back", she replied. "Does your father know you're here?"
Litten nodded.
"Okay...don't get into trouble…" she said before closing the door.
Litten did as he was instructed and headed behind the large house, setting his eyes upon the large tree and the structure near the top of it. There were a few boards leading up to it, acting as a ladder. He approached it with a smile and started climbing up.
There was a small hole in the bottom of the house and once inside his eyes drooped in interest. A young Riolu was napping on a small couch. The treehouse was very spacious, and thanks to the sturdiness of the tree, nothing would be falling any time soon. Across from the couch was a small television, which had cables that ran out of the window to allow it to work.
Litten approached the sleeping Riolu with dreamy eyes. He had developed a major crush on him as their friendship progressed and they got older. He would always fool around and mess with him in ways that other kids found 'weird', but neither of them seemed to mind. This was good for him, as this meant he could do whatever he wanted to him without him getting upset.
He didn't know if Riolu knew he liked, or well...loved him, but he was going to know today. He sat next to the jackal momentarily, staring at every inch of his body as he lie on the red couch. Litten got onto the couch, looking over him before lying on him and purring.
Riolu, suddenly feeling a bit of weight on him, as well as feeling vibrations, opened his eyes slowly and saw Litten gazing at him lovingly while lying on his chest. He couldn't tell if this was a dream or not.
"Hi~" Litten purred, getting nose to nose with him.
"Uh...h-hi…" Riolu replied, still a bit confused. "W-What are you doing here?"
"Well…" Litten started. "I just wanted to tell you that...I love you…" he said, blushing. "Protecting me from those assholes, helping me out with small things, hanging out with me willingly...I just…"
"Hey, that's what friends are supposed to do for each other…" Riolu said, giving him a hug as he sat up.
Litten could feel himself start tearing up when he said 'friend'. "Well. A-Actually...I was thinking about us being...m-more than friends…"
Riolu stared at him for a few seconds, completely silent. He looked away for a few seconds. Litten understood why, as he's seen this happen on some shows that he and Riolu watched in the jackal's room. He realized that he may need to give him time.
He hopped off of the couch to head home and give him some time, but he was grabbed by his tail, stopping him. Looking back, he saw a smile on Riolu's face. "Where do you think you're going, cutie?"
Litten's legs quivered in delight as he turned back and jumped into Riolu's arms, locking lips with him. He felt himself become lighter as a bright light enveloped him. Riolu was surprised at this as he felt Litten's body become thicker and larger. When the light stopped, a Torracat was straddling Riolu's lap, taking Litten's place.
They broke the kiss and they both admired Torracat's new body.
"Whoa...were you just waiting for this moment?" asked Riolu.
Torracat giggled. "Maybe~" he purred, touching their noses together before connecting their lips again.
Riolu stood up briefly, before turning and lying Torracat down and lying over him, their makeout session continuing before Riolu broke it once more.
"I love you…" Torracat repeated, staring into Riolu's eyes.
Riolu chuckled. "You're about to feel how I feel about you…"
Torracat gained an excited smile.
-000-
"Aww...how cute…" Lycanroc cooed. "And...a bit provocative. Hypocrite…"
Incineroar rolled his eyes with a smile.
"How old were you guys when that happened?" asked Lycanroc.
"I was 11, he was 12…" Incineroar explained. "But, we've been together most of our lives. Neither of us acted on it, though…"
"Oof...that's uh...pretty young, and how old are you now?" asked Lycanroc.
"21…" Incineroar replied.
"Wow...so it's been 10 years since you two officially got together?" Lycanroc asked.
"Yeah...and if I end up winning this, it'll give us a bit of spending money when we elope…" he said.
"Oh, you're eloping? Why not have a big wedding?"
"Why would we?" asked Incineroar. "My mom's dead, my dad hates me because I'm gay, and Lucario's parents don't even know…"
"Oh...that sucks…" Lycanroc said. "About your dad, I mean…"
"It no big deal…" Incineroar replied. "The bastard was hateful anyway…"
"COMPETITORS! LUNALA WILL BE THERE AT 6 PM, AS USUAL", a groggy Solgaleo roared over the speakers. "You have an hour and thirty minutes to prepare."
"And there we go…" said Lycanroc.
000
Drampa was heading down to the lobby just so he could be there early. After showering with Togedemaru, he started to feel a bit down. He had no idea why, but he was. He didn't touch her, as he didn't to. He didn't even look at her, because he didn't want to.
The dragon had agreed to help Togedemaru get rid of Passimian, but he wouldn't be surprised if she changed her mind and went for him just for that.
"Hmm...well, it's already done," he told himself. "Nothing I can do about it."
He sat in a chair and decided to take a nap to take up time. His head drooped and her soon found himself in a deep slumber.
-000-
Drampa was lying in a bed inside of a rather decent sized home. The bed was a king sized, allowing him as much space available. There was a night stand next to the bed with a glass of water sitting on it, next to a lamp and a remote control. There was a soft rug on the floor, covering majority of the floor. A 75 in. television hung across the bed, with a dresser underneath it.
Drampa was snoozing calmly in his bed, the door closed, when it suddenly burst open, startling him out of his slumber.
"Huh? What!?" he exclaimed, looking around.
"Drampa…" a Haxorus growled, glaring at him. "The kids called me and said that there was another woman here…"
"What?" Drampa asked, genuinely confused. "Why would they-"
"Ugh...what's going on, here?" a Buneary said, waking up next to him.
Drampa paled. He had never seen this Buneary before in his entire life. And she looked VERY young, which frightened him.
"You...cheating...BASTARD!" Haxorus exclaimed as she tried attacking him and the Buneary, only for him, to hold her off.
"What are you, DOING?!" he exclaimed, pushing her back. "I've never seen this girl before! I was seriously in here, alone!"
"LIAR!" Haxorus roared, attempting to hurt him again. This time, the Buneary shrieked and ran out of the room.
As Drampa saw it go, he saw his step-son, an Axew, high five the Buneary and pass him a smirk. He gained a realization. "You fucking little shit!" he shouted angrily.
"Don't you talk to my son that way!" Haxorus exclaimed, smacking him. Drampa growled and flipped her over, pinning her down to stop her assault.
"Mommy! I called the police! They'll be here, soon!"
"WHAT?!" Drampa exclaimed before feeling a sharp blow against the side of his head and everything went black.
Drampa woke up in a jail cell. Looking around, he saw that the only other person in there with him was a Druddigon, who was staring at him with a sick smile. He gulped before looking back, through the bars, and seeing a desk. Nobody was there, though, and the lights were all off. The only light was the moonlight coming from the barred hole near the ceiling.
"W-Where the hell am I?" he asked.
"You're in a jail cell, boy…" the Druddigon said in a southern accent. The Druddigon rose up, and Drampa saw that a certain something was standing at attention, and the Druddigon had numerous tattoos and a few scars on his body.
"What? W-Why am I in jail!?" he exclaimed, slithering to the bars and trying to bend them.
"They brought you in unconscious. Apparently, you in here for child molestation and domestic violence. Jus' the type of sick sonofabitch that I like to take…" the Druddigon said, getting closer.
"Hey, backup!" Drampa blustered angrily as he slithered against the back wall. "I DIDN'T hurt my wife and I damn well didn't molest any child!"
"That's not what your wife and son are saying…" Druddigon said, steadily getting closer, causing Drampa to freeze.
"W-Why are they doing this to me?" he asked to no one in particular.
"Oh...I'd rather be worried about how much you're gonna be able to take…"
Drampa was still caught up in thoughts before another blow and darkness overcame him.
-000-
Drampa woke up abruptly, falling out of the chair he was in. He was sweating profusely and panting heavily, looking around being eyeing the clock. 5:54 PM.
He turned back around and sniffed, wiping a bit of sweat from his head.
000
Drampa just sat in silence, staring at the floor.
000
The other competitors began coming down as Drampa slithered out of the confessional. When the time finally hit 6 PM, the Moone Pokemon appeared in the lobby.
All of the competitors made it down, including Bewear, who had to get help from Mudsdale.
"Hello", Lunala greeted.
"Hi!" Pyukumuku responded cheerily, waving.
"Are you all excited for your next challenge?" she asked.
"Not really…" Dhelmise drawled.
"Good", Lunala replied. "Now, the ferry stops running at 6, so I'm going to be teleporting us to the next island."
"Aw...no pool?" Lycanroc asked.
"I'm fine with that…" Incineroar said, causing Lycanroc to pass him a disapproving look.
"Alright...let's get going…" Lunala said as her wings glowed a bright blue.
000
Everyone appeared in a large gorge. The tall walls were layered in different rock. In the gorge was a dead tree and a small cave next to it.
Along with that, there was a table with eleven stools around it. All of the competitors and Lunala appeared next to the table.
"Welcome...to Poni Island…" Lunala introduced.
"Yep. My home..." Dhelmise started. "Still as dull and barren as I remember."
"Hey, I live here, too", Hakamo-o said with a glare.
"I rest my case…" Dhelmise replied, causing Hakamo-o to growl at him.
"What's with the table?" asked Pyukumuku.
"I'm about to get to that…" Lunala stated, a bit irked from being interrupted by Dhelmise. "Your first challenge...is a little game called 'Would You Rather?'"
"Oh Arceus, I hate that game…" Passimian said, facepalming.
"That's great…" Lunala said cheekily. "All the better for ratings. Now, take a seat at the table; Solgaleos on one side, Lunalas on the other.
The competitors took their respective seats, minus Bewear he didn't know where he was going. The others noticed this and exchanged glances.
"Uh...what's with him?" asked Togedemaru. "He's acting more retarded than usual…"
Upon saying that, Bewear immediately paused and turned toward the source. Mudsdale knew what he was capable of and immediately got in front of him before he harmed her. It didn't seem to help, though, as Bewear ended up pushing her along with him.
Seeing this, Lunala rolled her eyes and blasted Bewear back a bit with a Psychic. The Strong Arm Pokemon was weakened, but he was still able to get back up.
"No violence until the challenge has started…." Lunala said vexedly. "Now, come take your seat Bewear…"
Bewear, rubbed his head and blinked his eyes. Thankfully, he was able to see once again. He walked over to the last stool on his team's side. Seeing this, Mudsdale sighed in relief.
"Now…" Lunala started as stacks of cards appeared in front of each contestant. "Here's how the game works. One at a time, a player from each team will choose a card from their stack. On each card, there will be two actions that you will have to choose from. You must read out both actions and choose which one you would rather do. If you cannot complete the activity you choose, you are out. If you are able to pull through it, your team gets the point. There are three cards in each stack. The last player standing, or the team with the most points when all of the cards are gone, will win…"
"Wait...what if everyone on the team gets out?" Mudsdale asked.
"...That's common sense…" Lunala said simply. "Now. Since the Solgaleos won the last challenge, sadly…"
"Hey!"
"Quiet!" Lunala shouted, shutting them up. "Lunalas...you go first…"
-000-
The five competitors exchanged looks before most of them turned to Passimian. Passimian noticed this and groaned. "Fine. I'll go first…"
He picked up his first card and looked at it, a brow raising in confusion. "Would you rather...participate in a 'soup kitchen' or be stabbed in the foot…." he read.
"What the hell is that shit? One is way better than the other!" Hakamo-o objected.
"Uh...does soup kitchen have quotes around it?" asked Incineroar.
"Yeah, why? It's still the better-"
"Yeah, no, that soup kitchen isn't what you think…" Incineroar chuckled.
"Incineroar, if you say anything else, you're out…" Lunala threatened with a glare.
Incineroar sighed, rolling his eyes.
"So? What's your decision?" Lunala asked.
"I'm not getting stabbed in the foot, so bring on the soup!" Passimian said, standing up.
Lunala gained a devious smirk.
-000-
An old car was teleported into the vicinity, causing confusion amongst most of the players. Incineroar was the only one who looked unsurprised.
"Uh...what's this gotta do with a soup kitchen?"
"Well, what Incineroar was gonna explain was that this soup kitchen is a completely different interpretation", Lunala explained.
"So...what is it?" asked Passimian. "And why is a car involved?"
"Well, first, step inside and I'll explain…" Lunala said, hiding her smirk.
Passimian eyed the car warily. It looked rusted, the seats looked like they were dusty and some parts were bitten off. "Uh...is it sterile?"
"What are you? A priss?"
"No, I just don't want-"
"Get in…" Lunala said in a demanding tone, to which Passimian obliged.
"Okay…" he said. "So, what now?"
Lunala teleported a Garbodor, Smeargle, Hitmonchan, and a Ditto inside of the car with him. Now the others were even more confused and Passimian was being squashed between the Garbodor and the Hitmonchan.
"Uh...what's going on here?"
"Well, y'see. A soup kitchen in this sense...is when a group of homeless guys have sex in a car…"
Passimian paled. "W-What?"
"Yep. So, do you ac-"
Passimian immediately pushed the Hitmonchan out of the way and hopped out of the car. "Nope, not happening. Not even if you fucking paid me!"
"Alright. Looks like you're the first one out of the challenge…" Lunala said.
"Oh please, like it matters. I doubt any of them would go through with it…" Passimian said, folding his arms. "Well, maybe Drampa, but-"
Drampa tightened his glare.
"Alright, take your seat…" Lunala said as he did so. "Solgaleos...you're up."
"I'll go first. Show them how it's done..." Hakamo-o said, making Passimian roll his eyes and fold his arms.
She picked up one of her cards, and just as she was about to read it-
"Wait a sec…" Dhelmise interrupted. "You didn't tell us what we get if we win…"
"...An advantage", Lunala said simply. "I thought that'd be pretty self-evident. Seriously, this your fourth challenge. Hakamo-o, carry on…"
Hakamo-o looked back at her card. "Would you rather...perform fellatio on a male of your choosing...or have sex with a female of your choosing…" her tone softened and she slowed down.
She blushed and growled, crumpling up the card.
"Well…?" Lunala urged. "What's your decision?"
"They're equally bad! What do you want?" Hakamo-o questioned with a growl.
"Oh-ho, but what happened to showing us how it's done?" Togedemaru teased.
Hakamo-o growled, clenching her fist tightly. She didn't want to do this, but she also wasn't a quitter. She was still a virgin, so she had zero experience with both actions. She didn't want to possibly cost her team a lead. They'd finally won a pre-challenge last time; she didn't want to screw it up for them.
She sighed in defeat.
"Haka...you don't have to do it...we understand", Lycanroc said. "I mean, I wouldn't even do it, and you know I am…"
"No, it's fine…" Hakamo-o said. "I don't want to cost us the challenge…"
"You really think that these others will have the balls to do what's on their cards?" Oricorio questioned. "Their own 'leader' refused his first card…"
"You never know…" said Incineroar, folding his arms. He didn't really approve of it, but he knew that his team needed to win as well."
"It's fine. I'll just be sure to scrub my mouth out with soap and use a ton of mouthwash…" Hakamo-o said.
"Okay, this just turned extremely depressing", Mudsdale said. "Can she just choose another card?"
"You're not on her team!" Togedemaru exclaimed. "She pulled it. If she wants to do it, let her…"
"Would you?" Incineroar asked, giving her a look.
"No way…" Togedemaru stated.
"Exactly…"
Togedemaru rolled her eyes.
"Haka, it's fine", Lycanroc said sternly as Hakamo-o stared at her own lap.
"Well?" Lunala asked. "I need a choice…"
Hakamo-o sighed. "Neither…"
"Wow. Both self-proclaimed leaders taken out by their first cards…" Lunala stated. "That's...pretty sad."
"Oh, so you're saying that you'd do it if you were in our shoes?" Dhelmise asked.
"I'd definitely do the fellatio", Lunala said proudly. "I have a man, so I'd just choose to do him…"
"Wait, what?" Lycanroc asked in confusion. "It said-"
"Male of your choosing. It didn't say it had to be anyone in the competition…" Lunala explained. It didn't deter Hakamo-o's decision, she simply folded her arms as her cards disappeared.
"Alright...next Lunala…"
Incineroar was sitting next to Passimian, so the others all turned their gazes towards him. He groaned and grumbled in annoyance as he picked up one of his cards.
"Would you rather...be Focus Punched in the gut by a Machamp...or hold your breath in a barrel of sweat…" he read before twitching.
"Well, that's not so bad…" Mudsdale said. "At least it's nothing sexual…"
"Yeah...woo-hoo…" Incineroar said sarcastically. "No dicks, no cunts, no jizz, just...get punched or drown in sweat…"
"You say it like it's a bad thing…" Dhelmise said. "Does that mean-"
"No!" Incineroar exclaimed, despite Dhelmise already knowing the truth. "I'm just saying I'd rather have one of those than get punched by Machamp or be forced to almost drown in sweat! I'm a Fire and Dark-type for fuck's sake!"
"Make a decision…"
Incineroar groaned. "Fine...I'll take a gut punch…"
"Interesting choice…" Lunala commented.
-000-
A Machamp was brought into the vicinity. Incineroar just gawked at it for a few seconds, staring at its muscular form.
He got up and walked toward it before standing in front of it. He gulped in nervousness, looking at its four muscular arms.
"Alright...begin!"
The Machamp drew back its right arm, focusing all of its power and energy into the fist, before bringing it back hard, striking Incineroar in the stomach and sending him into the opposite wall of the canyon.
"And Incineroar gains the first point for his team!" Lunala cheered.
000
Incineroar groaned while holding his stomach. "Yep...giving a blowjob would've definitely been better…" he strained to say.
000
Incineroar returned to his seat, holding his head down from the pain in his stomach.
"Alright...next Solgaleo…"
Lycanroc was next. She picked up her card and started to read it.
"Would you rather...eat live Joltik...or eat dead Caterpie... " she read. "Well, it's a Pokemon-eat-Pokemon world, so...I guess I'll eat the dead Caterpie. At least they wouldn't be able to feel anything…"
Lunala smiled.
-000-
Lycanroc was given a platter of five dead Caterpie. She was a bit nervous about this, as she'd never eaten the worms before; she wasn't a bird. She took a deep breath as she picked up one of the deceased Pokemon by its antennae. She opened her mouth and placed it inside before chewing it slightly, feeling all of the insides squirt inside of her mouth, and swallowing it. She shuddered. Maybe she should have chosen the Joltik. Sure, they would have shocked her mouth, but at least they were small.
"One down, four to go…" Lunala stated.
Lycanroc sighed and this time, took two of the Caterpie before placing them into her mouth. She started chewing them, these ones having a bit of a spicy taste to them. The guts made her almost puke, but she was able to hold them down.
She grabbed the last two and tossed them into her mouth before chewing them as well, shaking her fist in displeasure before finally swallowing and opening her mouth to show that they went down.
"Congrats!" Lunala said, a bit annoyed that she was able to pull it off.
-000-
"Lunalas, you're next again…" Lunala said.
"I think we get the pattern by now…" Togedemaru said, giving her a look. It was her turn next, anyway.
Togedemaru picked up a card. "Would you rather...kiss a guy on the cheek...or be spanked with a paddle three times…."
"Oh wow. Of course they get some pretty easy, one-note challenges and we get ones that are tedious or weird…" Dhelmise commented. "I wonder why…"
"I advise that you shut your trap before things are worse for you…" Lunala threatened.
Dhelmise groaned.
Togedemaru looked around at all of the guys near her. The card didn't say of her choosing, so it was safe to assume that it had to be one of these guys; an annoying tiger, a pervert, a love monkey, an ugly cucumber, a retarded bear, or sarcastic seaweed.
"Um...I think I'll take the spanking…"
All of the girls were confused by that decision, as were a few of the guys.
"Wait...you'd rather be smacked on the ass with wood three times instead of just giving one of the guys a peck on the cheek?" Mudsdale asked.
"My decision…" Togedemaru said, undeterred by her 'reassessment' of her situation. "Bring on the paddle…"
-000-
Togedemaru was strapped onto a table with a wooden spanking apparatus attached to it.
"Alright Togedemaru...you ready?" asked Lunala.
"I still don't see why you won't just kiss a guy on a cheek…" Mudsdale said. "This seems counterproductive…"
"Just because you bang Bewear everyday doesn't mean she's gonna be quick to show someone affection…" Dhelmise stated, causing Mudsdale's eyes to widen as she turned to Lunala. Strangely, Lunala didn't seem to be concerned.
Dhelmise was confused about this, as Mudsdale smiled.
"Hey! Ghost bat! Didn't you hear me?"
"Yeah, I heard you. I just don't care", Lunala said. "We watch you guys from the hall and we're indifferent unless someone gets pregnant. Now, Togedemaru?"
"Yeah yeah, bring it on…" she said.
"Okay…"
The spanking apparatus drew back before smacking her with all of its power, almost launching her out of the straps she was in. She clenched her teeth and held onto the table as she was hit once again, causing her to squeak out in pain and have to hold on tighter as it hit her once more.
She shuddered and fought back the tears as she was unstrapped from the table.
"Congrats Togedemaru. You made it. That's another point for the Lunalas," Lunala said with a smile.
000
"Is it weird that I actually liked that a bit?" Togedemaru said, blushing slightly.
000
Oricorio picked up her card. "Would you rather...escape a Saw trap...or be beaten with a cereal spoon…"
Upon hearing that, everyone gave a Lunala a 'really?' look. Lunala looked back sheepishly.
"Never said that they were all going to be sensical..." she said.
"Uh...I guess I'll take the spoon…" Oricorio said, feigning unsurety. "I mean...it sounds so...bad…"
"Alright. Enough sarcasm. You want the spoon, you're gonna get the spoon…" Lunala said.
-000-
An Alakazam was teleported into the area and Oricorio raised a brow. She had an advantage over it in this form, so she wasn't really afraid or anything. Then, she remembered that she was supposed to be beaten with one of its spoons. She still wasn't fazed.
"Alright...you ready for the spoon beatdown?" Lunala asked.
"Bring it on…" she said.
"Okay…" Lunala started. "Alakazam...you may begin…"
The Alakazam mega evolved, numerous spoons appearing over its head.
"Uh...I thought it was just one spoon…"
"Well….you thought wrong…" Lunala said. "Let 'er have it!"
The spoons started floating towards Oricorio, beating her mercilessly. She yelled out in pain as the silver spoons tapped her repeatedly.
After about thirty seconds, it ended and Oricorio had an agitated look on her face.
"Well...I guess you get another point for your team…"
-000-
Oricorio returned to her seat angrily, ovular marks covering her body,
"Next!"
Mudsdale looked down at her cards. "Uh...little help?"
Drampa silently picked up one of her cards and lifted it in front of her face.
"Thanks...I guess", she said begrudgingly. "Would you rather...shove your face in Miltank manure...or drink rotten MooMoo Milk…"
"Wow...both things that'll ruin your sex life here…" Dhelmise commented. "How ironic…"
"At least I have one!" Mudsdale exclaimed angrily.
"Yeah, after treating the guy like trash for the first days we were in this game", Dhelmise replied. "Nice job…"
Mudsdale growled.
"Mudsdale. I need a choice…" Lunala said, refocusing her.
Mudsdale took a breath. "MooMoo Milk. No way is my face going in shit…"
"But your breath will surely smell like it…" he said with a smirk.
"Fuck you!" she growled.
-000-
A bottle of old, rancid MooMoo Milk was placed in front of her. The odor was very pungent, causing almost everyone to turn back and plug their noses. The liquid looked chunky and solid.
"Yeah...that's rancid…" said Lunala, holding her own breath. "Bottoms up…"
Mudsdale looked at the bottle and gulped in nervousness before looking toward Bewear for some sort of support. All she got was his usual blank stare. She decided to use this to her advantage and held her breath as she put the bottle in her mouth and threw her head back. It took a while, but it started going down her throat. She shuddered and gagged numerous times, but it all went down eventually.
"Alright…" Lunala said. "Another point…"
Immediately, Mudsdale ran to the side and started throwing the milk back up.
-000-
As the sound of Mudsdale's retching was heard, Dhelmise got one of his cards.
"Would you rather...electrocute yourself...or the person next to you…" he read. He turned to Oricorio and to Pyukumuku. Both of them were weak to Electricity, while he wasn't.
Would he take it for himself and save his teammates the trouble? Or still get a point for their sacrifice? Obviously the latter.
"Hmm…" Dhelmise said.
Oricorio gave him a death glare as Mudsdale continued to puke in the background. And due to the sound of puking, he decided to go with Pyukumuku.
"Yeah, no electrocution for me…" Dhelmise said. "No hard feelings Pyukumuku…"
"Are you kidding me?!" Hakamo-o growled, slamming her arms onto the table, confused as to why he wasn't going to take the hit.
"Hey, I don't wanna get shocked; whether it won't affect me or will doesn't matter…" Dhelmise defended. "My choice…"
"Alright...uh...pretty dick move, but okay…" said Lunala. "Pyukumuku...come on over here…"
-000-
Pyukumuku was sitting on a metal chair.
"This chair is chilly…" he said.
"Yes, I know…" Lunala said. "Now…"
Suddenly, a wormhole opened next to the canyon. A huge creature that looked made of black wires and cables walked out. It had a glowing, white spiky head, with leaves that resembled zip-ties down its arms. Its tail resembled a plug and its arms ended in what looked like frayed wiring.
Everyone was taken aback as it stepped out and the wormhole disappeared.
"Hello Xurkitree...how've you been?" Lunala greeted.
"zzz...Arceus won't let us into the..zzz….hall and I have to stay...zzz….in a shit hole instead of being with...zzz...you all. How do you think...zzz...I've been?!" Xurkitree replied, its voice indicating that it was male.
"Ooh...that's gotta suck…" Lunala muttered.
"Ya think!?" Xurkitree exclaimed, startling the others a bit. "Now, what do you...zzz...want?"
"Could ya stop with the 'zzz' thing, it's annoying…" Lunala replied. "And I just need you to use Discharge on this little guy…"
Xurkitree did it almost immediately, knocking Pyukumuku out. "There. Can I go now?"
"...Sure…"
The wormhole reappeared and he immediately went back inside. Lunala turned back to the contestants, who had bewildered expressions on their faces. "...What? You all know about Ultra Beasts…"
"Yeah...but I thought they were supposed to be scary...he was just...boring…no offense to him," Lycanroc said.
"Eh...he's used to it", Lunala replied. "Anyways, you guys get another point…"
-000-
Drampa picked up his card. Upon seeing the contents, he sighed to himself.
"Hurry up and read, pervert…" Oricorio urged.
Drampa gave her a look before looking back at his card. "Would you rather...kiss a Cleffa all over...or eat a fish cake…" he read. He mentally groaned.
Everyone around groaned or rolled their eyes.
"Do we seriously have to watch him molest a child?" asked Togedemaru. "That's sick even on-"
"Fish cake…" he said, his tone sounding depressed.
The others were a bit surprised, but figured that he was just doing it to get their respect, which wasn't gonna happen no matter what.
"I thought you said that you were allergic to fish…" Incineroar countered, folding his arms.
"I am…" Drampa replied as Lunala placed a plate with a fish patty in front of him. He took a deep breath. He knew that doing this put him at risk of anaphylaxis, but that memory completely messed with his head.
He gulped in fear. "The whole thing?"
"Yep…"
Drampa sighed before closing his eyes and taking the entire patty into his mouth. He started chewing it, shuddering as he did so. He swallowed it, and almost immediately, he felt itchiness in his throat and his face started swelling.
He started to gag, holding his throat as sweat came from his body.
"Uh...aren't you gonna help him?!" Lycanroc exclaimed.
"Why would you want him to survive?" asked Togedemaru.
"He's still a Pokemon for fuck's sake!" Lycanroc exclaimed as she took an EpiPen from her mane and rushed over to stab him in the side of the neck, allowing Drampa to breathe.
"Where did that EpiPen come from?" asked Hakamo-o, sincerely confused.
"I always keep it in my mane in case of emergencies…"
"Oh come on, what are you allergic to? Sounds like bullshit so the author makes us feel-"
"No breaking the fourth wall, god damn it!" Lunala exclaimed, interrupting her.
"FYI, I'm allergic to Beedrill…" Lycanroc replied to Togedemaru, causing her to roll her eyes.
"Well...Pyukumuku, you're next…" Lunala said, turning to the Sea Cucumber, who was still gaining a bit of consciousness back.
He groaned as he was floated back to the table by Lunala. Pyukumuku chose one of his cards. "Would you rather...let a firework go off in one of your appendages...or electrocute the player next to you…"
"Hey, what do you know, he gets to have payb-"
"Fireworks!" Pyukumuku cheered.
Everyone stared at him, while Dhelmise couldn't help but laugh. They were bewildered as to why he would choose more punishment for himself instead of getting revenge in Dhelmise.
"Pyukumuku...what are you thinking!?" Passimian exclaimed.
"Not your team!" Togedemaru exclaimed.
"It'll be fun!" Pyukumuku cheered.
-000-
Pyukumuku had a firework duct taped to his innards-hand. "Wee!" he cheered, waving it around.
"Alright, let's light it up…" Lunala said as the firework's fuse was suddenly lit as Pyukumuku continued to wave it.
After a few seconds, it went off, launching him into the air before it exploded in the night sky. The bright colors of red, blue and pink came out as the others looked in surprise.
Pyukumuku landed back on the ground with a groan.
"Well...that's another point…" Lunala said with a sigh. "Okay, you know what-"
"No, you'd better not try to give your team an advantage!" Dhelmise interrupted, causing Lunala to growl.
"FYI, I was going to just end this challenge after Bewear since I realized that it was gonna take up more time than I thought…" Lunala explained. "But, since you keep heckling me...let's all have another round…"
Everyone groaned and glared at Dhelmise.
000
"Fine! I'll keep my mouth shut…" he muttered.
000
"Incineroar, your turn again…" Lunala said.
The tiger groaned as he picked up another card. "Would you rather...drink a cup of...semen...from a person of your choosing...or...devour Feebas Milt…"
Incineroar had to hide his excitement, not for the milt, but for the first option. He held a look of disgust on his face, while Dhelmise, Pyukumuku, Lycanroc, and Passimian knew he was faking it.
"Well, this should be easy for you. You're gay…" Dhelmise said, causing everyone's eyes to widen.
Lycanroc and Passimian were glaring at Dhelmise, while the others looked at the tiger in shock. He twitched before ripping his card in half. "You know what, FUCK IT! Yeah, I'm gay. Whoop-de-fucking doo. At least now I don't have to feel fucking weird anymore", he said sarcastically. "FUCK YOU DHELMISE!" he roared, blasting a Flamethrower in his direction. The seaweed monster disappeared, causing the move to miss him, before coming back into view.
"Oh please. It's not a big fucking deal…" Dhelmise groaned. "You're the one who made it into some big thing and tried to keep it secret…when it's literally nothing…"
"Alright, after this challenge, we're moving on…" Hakamo-o declared. "This is stupid, so Incineroar, just choose your damn thing so Bewear can get his done…"
"Hey, I'm the host here…" Lunala announced. "But yeah. What she said…"
"How predictable…" Dhelmise said, rolling his eyes.
"QUIET!" Oricorio and Hakamo-o exclaimed.
"I'll take the first option. And make it my fiance's...I mean, since I'm out now…"
A cup of a white liquid was placed in front of him. The liquid had traces of hair inside of it. Everyone else recoiled back as Incineroar picked up the cup and chugged it like it was nothing, licking his lips afterwards.
Almost everyone had a look of shock or were just looking away.
"There…" he said. "Next…"
"On that disturbing note...Bewear!" Lunala exclaimed. "End us off…"
Bewear picked up his card. "Would you rather…step on 20 Legos at the same time...or poke yourself with nails."
"Oh, that's tame…" Lycanroc said with a smile.
"Legos…" Bewear said simply.
-000-
Two piles of legos, ten in each pile, were lying on the ground. It was starting to get darker, so Lunala used her Full Moon Phase to illuminate the area. Bewear stepped on the legos, not showing any sign of pain.
After a few seconds, he stepped off, shaking the ones that stuck to his foot off. "Ow…" he said emotionlessly.
"And that's another point…" said Lunala. "So in the end...we have a tie...wonderful…"
Hakamo-o sighed. "This is what I was afraid would happen…"
"You're not sucking anyone off or grinding with anyone…" Lycanroc said matter-of-factly.
"Well...since this is the case, and I don't wish to waste any more time, regardless of Dhelmise irritating every fiber of my being…" Lunala explained. "Nobody gets the advantage, so let's just move on to the next challenge…"
000
"Alright. That's it. I was losing interest in actually trying to fuck others over; I was actually having a bit of fun; but fuck EVERYONE now. Lycanroc, Passimian, you two are still my only friends here", Incineroar explained. "From now on, no more mister nice cat in these fucking challenges! Dhelmise, YOU ARE FUCKING DEAD!"
000
"...I'm already dead…" Dhelmise said, having heard the tiger despite the soundproofing.
000
Everyone was standing in front of the cave in the canyon. It was now very dark outside, despite the moonlight shining down, so Lunala continued illuminating the way with her Full Moon Phase.
"Alright. Welcome to your next challenge," she started. "All you have to do is traverse the canyon, make it to the Trial Site, and grab your team flag that is there. No psychic- or ghost-type abilities will be allowed. The first team to grab their flag wins the challenge. The losing team sends someone home…"
"Okay...and how are we supposed to see in a dark-ass cave?" Incineroar asked.
"Well, the advantage in the last challenge was going to be flashlights…" Lunala revealed. "But, since nobody won, no one gets them. Better find your own way…"
Everyone groaned.
"Now, you all have fun…" Lunala said. "The challenge begins...NOW!"
Everyone started rushing into the cave.
000
All of the competitors ended up in the same vicinity, a bit of moonlight allowing them to see only slightly.
Incineroar used Flamethrower to illuminate the area more, allowing everyone to know where to go. There was a straightforward path, and a path that was blocked by an enormous rock.
Seeing this, both teams rushed forward, minus Bewear and Pyukumuku, who stared at the large rock. Pyukumuku figured that Bewear could be strong enough to handle the rock.
"Bewear, can you move this rock?" asked Pyukumuku.
Bewear looked back at the rock and pushed it forward, sliding it back in one shove and causing it to fall into a hole.
Feeling that rumble, the others that were still running up the path leaping over rocks that were in the way turned back and Bewear pick up Pyukumuku and start walking down the other path.
"What are those morons doing?!" Oricorio exclaimed as the lights started dimming. They turned back to see the others continuing forward.
Hakamo-o growled.
"Well, if we lose, we know who to blame…" Dhelmise said, causing the girls to glare at him.
"BEWEAR! PYUK! WHERE ARE YOU GOING?!" Lycanroc asked, hesitantly going back down. The others shortly followed.
000
"We've got this in the bag", said Passimian as he continued leaping over the rocks, with the others either doing the same or breaking through them.
"Where do you think those idiots were going?" asked Togedemaru.
"Who cares?" Incineroar growled.
"Ugh...are you still on that?" Togedemaru replied. "There's nothing special about your sexuality. Leave it alone!"
"Fuck you!" Incineroar roared.
Passimian groaned. "Can we worry about this another time?" he asked, stopping. "Now's not the time to bring this shit up…"
Drampa continued going forward and heading out of the cave. He immediately found himself in a large circular path. Following the right way, he found himself on the next path that led across the canyon gap. Gulping, he immediately started flying as the others came out.
"DRAMPA!"
Hearing his name be called, he groaned and turned back.
"Where are you going?!" Passimian exclaimed.
"AND THE SOLGALEOS WIN!"
"No way…" Mudsdale said. "No. Fucking. Way!"
"I swear if Dhelmise used some bullshit…" Incineroar growled.
000
Everyone was brought back to the front of the cave.
"Well, that was the fastest challenge ever…" Lunala commented.
"I still don't see how they win! They obviously cheated!" Togedemaru accused.
"Oh please…" Lycanroc replied. "Bewear and Pyukumuku just found a shortcut for us…"
"Ugh...this game is just shit…" she said.
"Hmm...this didn't take long at all. It's just 8:45…" Lunala said, knowing the time immediately.
"Wow. This really DIDN'T take much time…" Oricorio said. "Oh well. Let's get on back to the hotel-"
"Nope", Lunala said. "We're gonna have one more round of Would You Rather?"
"WHAT?!" everyone exclaimed.
"You're kidding...y-you have to be…" Mudsdale said. "We'll take the loss!"
"Uh...you sure about this?" Lunala asked, surprised to hear her team saying this. Then, she looked at a possible reason why and groaned.
"Yes...definitely", said Togedemaru.
Lunala shook her head in disappointment. "Fine. Solgaleos, you win…"
"Uh...yay?"
"Let's just get back to the hotel…" Lunala said as she started glowing and they were all teleported out of the area.
000
"This...is perfect", Togedemaru said. "Drampa and I both have votes toward Passimian. Now all we have to do blow off the dumb meeting and persuade Mudsdale…"
000
Mudsdale was on the way up to the seventh floor when she was stopped by Togedemaru, who stopped the elevator.
"Mudsdale, we need your assistance…"
"Assistance with what?" asked Mudsdale, looking at her suspiciously.
"Drampa and I are thinking about getting rid of Passimian…" she explained.
"WHAT?!" Mudsdale exclaimed. "Why would you want to do that?!"
"Because he's not being a good leader!" Togedemaru exclaimed. "Seriously. He failed the first challenge today while everyone else was perfectly fine doing their choice. Hell, Drampa could have fucking DIED doing his and Incineroar drunk semen!"
"Yeah but-"
"But what?" Togedemaru asked. "Just because he acts as a leader doesn't mean he's a good one. Plus, he's been playing with Hakamo-o's emotions…"
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"I overheard Incineroar and Lycanroc talking this morning. Apparently, Passimian liked Hakamo-o, but he chose to have sex with a Salazzle instead of telling her first…"
"You're lying...you've gotta be. He seems like such a nice guy…"
"All guys are nice until feelings and emotions are involved. They just prey on females' bodies…" Togedemaru claimed. "Just something to think about. It'd really help us out…" she said, pressing the button with her needle, allowing the elevator to continue.
000
"Arceus, I don't know what to do. Do I vote for Drampa or Passimian!?" Mudsdale asked. "Drampa HAS been consistently helping with challenges, but he's such a sick piece of shit! And Passimian's nice, but he's had the same amount of failures as the rest of one. Actually, another one considering that he was the only one not to take his challenge…"
"Ugh...this sucks!"
000
"Where are they?" asked Passimian, as he and Incineroar were the only ones on the seventh floor at the moment.
"Who cares?" asked Incineroar, still angry.
"Dude. I know you're pissed that it came out like that, but-"
"No, it's not just that he told everyone else I was gay. It's the fact that he did it when it came to those challenges…" Incineroar growled. "I'm not a sexual fucking deviant! The only thing that happens sexually to me is in my fucking dreams and that's it! How did he even know, anyway?"
"I don't know. We surely didn't tell him…" Passimian replied.
"Well someone must've…" Incineroar said. "Either Lycanroc or...Pyukumuku…" he growled. "I'm gonna destroy him!"
"How are you so sure?" asked Passimian. "What if he just guessed or found out another way? He's a Ghost-type after all…"
Incineroar sighed before taking a breath. "I'm gonna-"
"LUNALAS! COME ON DOWN FOR ELIMINATION!"
"Fuck!" Passimian exclaimed. "Well, hopefully they vote for Togedemaru or Drampa…"
"Vote for what now?" a voice asked as the Roly-Poly and Draft Horse Pokemon stepped out of the elevator.
The guys saw that the two of them were stepping out of the elevator.
"Okay. I see how it is…" Togedemaru said. "We'll see who goes…" she said as she and Mudsdale went back into the elevator.
The guys exchanged nervous glances.
000
The Lunalas came back down to the lobby to cast their votes.
After they all did, they waited outside for the results. Drampa was keeping his distance from the others, while Incineroar and Passimian watched him. Togedemaru was smirking, while Mudsdale held a neutral expression.
After a while Lunala came out.
"Alright. Based on the votes, it was one for Togedemaru, one for Drampa, and three for Passimian…" Lunala explained. "So, Passimian, you're out…"
"WHAT?!" he exclaimed. "What the hell guys?!"
"You fucked over the first challenge for us and your leadership skills suck", Togedemaru said bluntly. "Plus, what you were doing to Hakamo-o was scummy as well…"
"How do you even know about that?!"
"Oh...that might've been my fault…" Incineroar spoke up. "I was talking to Lycanroc and forgot she was in there for a second…"
"Passimian...it's time to go…"
"Come on Mudsdale, did you seriously vote for Passimian over Drampa?!" Incineroar exclaimed, seeing that she had to have been the defining vote.
"I'm sorry!" she said, heading back into the hotel.
Passimian sighed as he started to go. Incineroar gave him a hug and a pat on the back. "See ya, man…"
Passimian nodded and started to go.
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He headed to the terminal and a boat appeared. "This sucks…"
"Yeah, it does…" Lunala said. "I thought you'd at least make it to the merge!"
Passimian prepared to get on the boat when he heard a voice calling his name. He turned back around to see Hakamo-o running to him.
He was surprised and a bit excited, but that was quickly dashed as she kicked him in the goods, causing him to flinch and hold himself.
"Oooh…." Lunala flinched.
"Okay...I deserve that…" he strained, dropping to his knees.
Hakamo-o then kissed his cheek, shocking him. "Wait, I'm confused…" he groaned as he tried to stand back up.
"Good…" Hakamo-o said with a glare before leaving.
Passimian sighed before he hopped into the boat. The boat promptly sped off.
"And there we have it. Passimian is gone, who could've seen that coming?" she asked rhetorically. "What will happen next time? Find out next time on Total...Pokemon...ALOLA!"
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Wow...Passimian's gone already. Who could've predicted that from the last chapter? Togedemaru strikes again. Incineroar's secret and out and maybe now we'll see how he really plays. I don't think Bewear and Mudsdale will be doing anything else any time soon. And Hakamo-o still has issues. I hope you all enjoyed and I'll see you next time on Total Pokemon: Alola! See ya guys, BYE!
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"Leave a review…." Passimian groaned, still clutching his privates.
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A Passimian did a backflip before landing on a freestanding punching bag. He was apparently in a gym, as there were numerous other Fighting-types working out in the background.
"Yo! My name's Passimian", he greeted. "Why should you pick me?"
"Well, I'm buff…" he said, hopping off of the bag and flexing.
"Athletic…" he said, spinning his berry.
"And I'm a great leader", he said proudly.
"So, unless someone else has those same characteristics, you'll be missing out on this!" he said flexing again before an exercise ball was thrown at his face offscreen. "OW! WHAT THE HELL?!"
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