And I update again! YAY! And I'm back to my regular length! MORE YAY!
This is Snowflake EV's request for a pokémon rampage, and if I wrote it right, it'll be the beginning of a short little two-chapter arc :D
Disclaimer: I do not own SSBB, or pokémon.
Red was dreaming. He dreamed he was lying in his soft bed in his room at the Smash Mansion, and there was an incessant pounding at the door. He wished his dream would change to something less annoying, and rolled over while burying himself farther into the mountain of pillows and blankets. Then someone yelled.
"Red! Hey! HEY! GET OUT HERE!"
Red opened his brown eyes and realized that he wasn't dreaming. There really was someone banging on his door. Sighing audibly he called out feebly and tried to go back to sleep.
"Go away…"
This did nothing to deter the insistent person at the door. Red's condition was made worse by the fact that he had had very little sleep the night previous what with the pokémon behaving strangely…
"RED!" the person yelled again. "OPEN THIS DOOR BEFORE I BREAK IT DOWN!"
He had no choice. The pounding was really getting on his nerves and was beginning to reverberate right through his skull. The trainer literally dragged himself out of bed and opened the door.
Link was standing there, and he was so mad there should've been steam coming out his ears. Before Red had a chance to ask the angry hero what was up, Link simply gestured for him to come across the hall to his room. Red complied.
When Link opened the door, his room was orange. Or, rather, the thing taking up most of the room was orange. Sprawled across the entire floor and part of the bed was Charizard.
"Hey buddy," Red cooed, scratching Charizard's nose which protruded through the open doorway, "how'd you get in there?"
"Who cares?" Link's patience was wearing thin. "Just get your overgrown lizard out of my room."
"No. I can't."
"Why the hell not?"
Red gestured around wildly. "Hello? He's not exactly going to fit through the door! Plus," Red became a little more serious, "he…wants to tell you something."
Link stopped raging for a moment. "What?"
Charizard turned to face Link, baring his teeth as if to smile maliciously. Red's eyes suddenly got very wide.
"Link, you should run now."
"What-"
Charizard picked Link up with his teeth, dragged him into the room and dropped him on his bed. The pokémon then unleashed a torrent of flame, scorching the entire room. Link only just managed to shield himself with the headboard.
"WHAT THE HELL! Control your stupid dragon!"
"I can't!" Red cried. "I don't know what's going on!"
Charizard drew back his head to unleash more fire. Link yelled and dove for cover, but all that came out of the dragon was a dry cough. Link stared from Charizard to Red in complete disbelief.
"Is he…?"
"Yep," Red confirmed, pulling a pokéball out of his pocket, "he's all out of fire. Poor little guy." He tossed the ball at Charizard, and it captured the pokémon. Link had to refrain from screaming and demanding to know why Red just couldn't have done that in the first place.
"I'd better go put this guy back where he belongs." Red put the pokéball back in his pocket as he spoke. "Link, would you mind checking around to see if any other pokémon are causing trouble?" He left without waiting for Link to answer. Brushing ashes out of his hair, the Hylian stepped out into the hall and spotted Marth exiting the room adjacent.
From the bottom up, Marth looked relatively like Link, though his pajamas weren't covered in soot. His hair, however, was interesting. Each azure strand was standing straight up and the ends were charred and smoking. Perched on the prince's shoulder, squeaking and crackling with electricity, was Pikachu.
"You will never guess what I woke up to," Marth said as he looked Link up and down, cobalt eyes exhausted, "but I think I can guess what you did."
Link shook himself, scattering ashes everywhere. "I got attacked by Red's overgrown fire-breathing lizard." He then pointed to the mouse pokémon, whose static electricity was dancing between its fur and Marth's hair. "You and Pikachus don't really get along, do you?"
"No," Marth sighed, "we don't. Is my hair bad?"
"Definitely."
"Ugh." Marth reached up and tried to pat down his electrified hair. He only made it worse. "Better?"
"Not really."
The prince frowned at Pikachu. "Stupid pokémon." Pikachu just chirped happily.
Suddenly, the door across from Marth's banged open unleashing a spray of water that plastered half of Marth's hair to the side of his face. He now looked like a lopsided hedgehog. Standing in the doorway was a sopping Ike, and Squirtle was dancing around him chirping, "Squirtle! Squirtle Squirtle!" The wet warrior looked from the electrified prince to the sooty Hero of Time and concluded that the same thing that had happened to him had happened to them.
"Have either of you talked to Red about this?" he asked while aiming a kick at the excited water pokémon.
"I did," Link said, "and he has no idea what's going on."
"Hm," Ike mused, "I was afraid of that." He ran his hands over his wet hair, then shook like a dog, flinging droplets everywhere. "Let's go check the cafeteria. Maybe someone there knows what's going on."
So off went the little group, and on their way they ran into Red, who, after having the plan explained to him, followed along.
The pokémon trainer was the first to set foot in the cafeteria, and instinctively he knew something wasn't right. He could hear a strange and soothing melody, and it was making him so…so sleepy…
Red clapped his hands over his ears just in time, whirled around, and yelled at the others behind him. "Everyone! Cover your ears! NOW!"
The three behind him obeyed without hesitation. Over Red's shoulder, Ike could see the cause for concern: Jigglypuff was ballooning around the room, singing its song of sleep. Snake had unfortunately fallen prey to the tune; he was lying face down on the table, snoring and drooling. Ike took his eyes away from the sight to see Red motioning with his elbow for them to step back into the hall.
Once out of earshot of the song, the foursome tentatively removed their hands from their ears and dropped their arms to their sides.
Link was the first to speak. "What was all that about?"
"No idea," Red shrugged, "but we should count ourselves lucky none of us heard the tune."
Everyone nodded in agreement with the statement. Then, in the silence, Marth thought he could hear the faint sound of someone calling out for help. It seemed to be coming from down the other hall. A quick exchange of glances with Link told him the Hylian could hear it too. Together, they went to investigate.
Nearing the end of the hall, Marth and Link found it was Pit who was crying. The angel was seated on the floor and backed up into the corner, knees drawn up to his chest and arms held up over his face. His forearms were various shades of black, blue, and purple, and whenever Pit tried to scurry away, vines would lash out, hit his arms, and drive him further into the corner. Marth and Link quickened their pace and sprinted the last quarter of the hallway.
Marth reached Pit first and knelt down to help the smaller boy but was forced to jump back when Ivysaur continued its onslaught. When the vines hit Pit, the angel winced in pain and tried to make himself as small a target as possible. He peeked between his arms to see if the pokémon's attacks were slowing and caught sight of Marth on the ground and Link just behind.
"Help me…"
The older boys sprang into action. Marth reached out, scooped up Pit, and carried him out of harm's reach. At the same time, Link launched himself at Ivysaur and tackled the creature to the ground. By this point Ike and Red had caught up and the latter called out: "Link! Head's up!"
Link vaulted himself up and somersaulted over Ivysaur and out of the way as Red threw a pokéball, capturing the pokémon. Once the pokéball was safely stored in Red's pocket, he, Ike, and Link ran to catch up with Marth and Pit.
Pit was once again sitting on the floor, rubbing his eyes with his fists. Marth was squatting beside him; hand on the angel's shoulder and speaking comforting words softly into his ear. Link came and sat on Pit's other side, Red stood in front, and Ike hovered over Marth.
"Let's see the damage," Red said softly.
Pit sniffed and held out his arms. They looked worse up close. The bruises covered most of his arms, and the skin was tearing in places. Red grimaced.
Link reached out and gently took Pit's arm to turn it toward him so he could see, but even the Hylian's light touch was too much. The second Link's fingers made contact, Pit cried out in pain, jerked his arm back, and nearly started crying again.
Ike clucked his tongue. "We need to get him some ice." Then, without waiting for a response, he maneuvered around Marth and lifted Pit up by the shoulders. Holding the little boy close so he could support him, Ike escorted Pit away.
Meanwhile, Marth, Link, and Red were racking their brains, searching for some answer as to why the pokémon were being so abnormally vicious. After fifteen minutes, they were still drawing blanks.
Suddenly, Marth had an epiphany that was so great he cried out with glee. "I've got it!"
"What? What is it?" Link demanded. "Tell us!"
"Not now," Marth said as he stood up and took off running down the hall. "Come on! I'll explain later! Follow me!"
CLIFFHANGER! YES!
Just to warn you all, there might be a big gap between updates again. I'm going to be gone all of February break, so there will be no updates at all from February 19th to 25th. If I get ample free time, there may be an update between now and the 19th, but otherwise the next date will be the 26th at the EARLIEST. The upside is that I'll have plenty of writing time on the plane, so there will hopefully be several updates in close proximity after the 26th. So, until then!
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