I promised that this was going to get even more stupid and this is only the beginning haha enjoy :D seriously kids don't do drugs
"So you're the blackmailing prick." Blue said as he entered the study and saw Peter sitting in front of the coffee table leafing through some pieces of paper. Red looked at the pieces of paper and realised that he was leafing through. He had been commissioned (badgered) by Professor Oak to write his story of what it was like to be the Pokémon Champion and had only actually begun to write it when he died. He darted over and snatched the pages up.
"What are you doing reading my manuscript?" he asked angrily. "It's not finished yet, no one's supposed to read it till it's finished."
"Well you shouldn't leave it lying around, Red, if you don't want people to read it." Peter stated as Red bundled the papers together.
"Excuse me?" Red asked angrily. "This is a private office, it was hardly lying around." Peter opened his mouth to argue but Blue put his hands up to cut the both of them off.
"Guys!" he said. "Can we just get to the point?"
"Fine by me." Peter replied. Red glared at both of them before going to sit behind Professor Oak's desk and taking his chequebook out of a draw.
"Now I write you this cheque and that's the end of it, yes?" he asked. "You give us the photos and you stay out of our lives forever, yes?"
"That's the deal." Peter stated. Red nodded and began to fill in the cheque. There was a slightly awkward pause before Peter spoke up again. "Is that your first attempt?"
"What?" Red asked.
"At writing." Peter stated. "That's your first attempt."
"And?" Red asked.
"No nothing." Peter shrugged. "I tried to write once," he added after a pause. "it didn't work for me either. I think it's one of those things you either have it or you don't. Have you ever considered writing?" he asked Blue. "Because I imagine you'd have so many good stories to tell being a Gym Leader and all." All through this exchange Red could feel himself getting angrier and angrier until he got to a point where he had finally had enough.
"Right, that's it." he stated. He tore the cheque out of the chequebook and began to tear it into tiny pieces. This was the last straw on the worst possible day imaginable; it was the funeral of his mentor and his rock, everyone had been saying that it should be Blue who did the eulogy, Green was pestering him about moving, Silver was doing god only knows what, Sapphire wouldn't shut up and nothing was going according to plan. Quite frankly, he had had enough.
"Red what the hell are you doing?" Blue asked when he realised that Red was ripping the cheque up.
"There is no way I am giving this twat a single penny of my money." he said looking Peter straight in the eye.
"Don't be ridiculous." Blue said.
"Well why should I?" Red asked. "He comes in here on the day of Professor Oak – our mentor, your grandfather's – funeral, tries to blackmail us and then he slags off my work. Who does he think he is?"
"He has the photos." Blue stated as if that would deter him in any way but Red just wasn't having any of it. He shrugged.
"Let him show the photos," he said. "I don't care."
"Red!" Blue exclaimed.
"No Blue, I give up, ok." he exclaimed. "I give up. I don't care anymore. If that's what he's going to do, then fine, let him do it."
"Alright then I will." Peter said getting to his feet.
"Wait!" Blue cried. "Just wait a second." he ran to the door and slammed it closed just as Peter was about to open in and put himself between the door and Peter.
"Please get out of my way." Peter said as politely as he possibly could but Blue could hear the underlying anger there was to his voice.
"Come on," Blue said trying to sound cheerful. "Let's discuss this for a minute."
"There is nothing left to discuss." Peter said trying to make his way around Blue. "Now will you please get out of my way?" He made one more attempt to get passed Blue but Blue wasn't having any of it. He grabbed hold of Peter pinning his arms together and putting his hand over Peter's mouth.
"Red can you give me a hand here..." he began.
Unbeknownst to the two of them Silver was hanging his head over the side of the guttering and looking in the window, watching the entire exchange. While spending his time locked in the bathroom he had begun to feel much too hot in there so he had opened a window. It still felt much too hot so he had taken off his jacket, then his shirt, then his trousers and then finally the rest of his clothing. The breeze coming in from outside felt so good and he thought it would be a really good idea to get outside and feel that breeze on his skin.
He climbed out of the window and on to the roof and if felt so good. He had heard raised voices coming from the room a little way down the roof and had gone to investigate. While sticking his head over the guttering to peer inside he had seen Red and Blue talking to a very tiny person. There seemed to be some kind of struggle and now Blue had the tiny person on the floor and was struggling to hold on to him. It was all very strange goings on in there...
"What the hell are you doing?!" Red yelled over the noise as Blue continued to try to restrain Peter.
"Get me a rope or something." Blue shouted at him. Red stared at him open mouthed.
"We don't have any rope!" he yelled. "Where the fuck do you think we are?"
"Well get something!" Blue yelled back over Peter's muffled shouts. "Get the curtain pull or something."
"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Red asked.
"Just do it!" Blue shouted. Red shook his head, not totally believing that this was actually happening, and made his way over to the curtains. He took one of the curtain ties and took it over to Blue. "Tie his legs." Blue told him. As soon as he said this Peter began to kick his legs violently. Red threw himself on top of them and just about managed to get the curtain tie around them before going back for the other one and handing it to Blue who tied Peter's hands.
"Jesus Blue." Red said shaking his head again as Blue took Peter's tie off and began to tie it around his mouth. "This is a really bad idea." Blue opened his mouth to say something but the door opened and Sapphire came in.
"Hey Red I..." she looked up and say Peter lying tied up on the floor between Blue's legs and Red standing there looking shocked. "Jesus."
"Shut the door!" Blue snapped and Sapphire quickly shut the door and went to have a closer look.
"What's going on?" she asked. "Who's that?"
"He's having a seizure." Blue stated.
"God really?" Sapphire asked. She had a sudden thought and reached into her jacket pocket and pulled out the pill bottle she had found under the bench outside. "I just found some Valium, that might help."
"Bring them here then." Blue stated and gestured Sapphire over. She opened the bottle as she knelt down beside him.
"How many?" she asked.
"I don't know." Blue stated.
"A handful should do it." she said cheerfully. "Open his mouth." Blue moved the tie and held Peter's nose so that he eventually had to open his mouth for air. As his did Sapphire tipped the pills into his mouth and Blue replaced the tie holding it there until he made sure that Peter had swallowed them all.
"That should do it." Blue stated. Red opened his mouth to say something but the office door opened again and Gold entered.
"Have you seen a little pill bottle?" he asked.
"Jesus Sapphire." Blue hissed. "I told you to lock the fucking door!"
"You said shut the fucking door." Sapphire replied.
"What's going on?" Gold asked staring at the scene in front of him in utter confusion.
"He's having a seizure." Sapphire stated.
"Why is he all tied up then?" Gold asked.
"It's a long story," Red stated. "it doesn't matter."
"What do you mean it doesn't matter?" Gold asked.
"It's personal." Red replied.
"But why?" Gold asked still trying to wrap his head around what he was seeing.
"Just trust us," Blue stated. "this is not a good guy."
"So what are you planning on doing with him?" Gold asked.
"How long is the Valium going to last?" Sapphire cut in. Gold's eyes widened.
"What?"
"Yeah," Sapphire said handing him the pill bottle. "I found those Valium you were looking for so we gave him a few to calm him down. Thanks." Gold's face fell as he looked at the bottle and saw how many pills were actually left inside.
"Shit!" he muttered.
"What it is?" Blue asked.
"Fuck!" Gold muttered to himself just staring at the pill bottle in dismay.
"What?" Red snapped.
"The thing is..." Gold took a deep breath. "it's not really Valium. It's mostly Acid, some other stuff and a bit of X Speed."
"What?!" Red, Blue and Sapphire all practically shouted at once.
"Silver took one by mistake and that's why he's acting so strangely." Gold explained.
"What are you doing with these?" Red hissed.
"They're for a friend." Gold snapped.
"Wait a minute." Blue said cutting them both off. "You're telling us that Crystal's boyfriend, who knocked over Professor Oak's coffin had just one of these and you gave him how many?" Everyone turned to Sapphire who grimaced sheepishly.
"Five." she admitted. Blue, Gold and Red all groaned and cursed to themselves. Sapphire stared at them all open mouthed. "You can't blame me for this!" she hissed. Gold shook his head and stared at Peter who's face had already begun to grow pale.
"Poor bastard." he said.
"We should call an ambulance." Red stated.
"We can't do that, I'll be screwed." Gold hissed.
"They're going to find out he's been force fed with hard drugs." Blue agreed.
"What's going to happen?" Sapphire asked. "Is he going to die?"
"No." Gold stated. He paused. "Shouldn't think so." The other three turned to stare at him, their faces masks of absolute horror. No one said anything for a moment before they all heard a knock at the door.
"Red?" Red's mother said through the door. "Blue."
"We'll be out in a minute Mum." Red called. He turned to Gold and Sapphire. "We need to go outside. You two stay here and look after him."
"Look after him?" Gold asked.
"What do you mean?" Sapphire added. "What are we supposed to do?"
"Make sure he doesn't escape," Red stated. "and lock the door behind us."
"Ok." Gold saluted him. Red rolled his eyes and he and Blue left the room.
"Hi Mum." he smiled at her. "How's it going?"
"Reverend Davis needs to speak to you." she said. The Reverend had been standing behind her and he stepped forward.
"Can we resume the service now please?" he asked. "It's just I really need to leave at three."
"That's no problem." Red stated. "Blue and I just need to have a chat so can you give us five more minutes." Reverend Davis opened his mouth to protest but then gave up and sighed.
"Of course." he stated. "Is there a problem?"
"No everything's fine." Blue stated as he began to drag Red back to the closet they had been in before.
"Jesus!" Reverend Davis muttered as they walked away.
"Why didn't you just pay him the fucking money?" Blue hissed tightening his grip on Red's arm.
"Where's my tea?" Uncle Alfie snapped grumpily as he wheeled himself up to the table next to where Ruby was sitting. He turned and cast a glance at Ruby's forlorn expression. "What's wrong with you?"
"Women." Ruby shrugged.
"Ah..." Uncle Alfie nodded. "Women, women, women. Let me tell you something about women. When I was a young man I used to go out with the most beautiful woman in the village. She'd walk into the room and everyone's eyes would turn – everyone wanted to fuck her. And of course she liked the attention... I..." He stopped mid sentence and began to wheel his chair away. "I need a shit." Ruby turned to stare at him incredulously.
I can't believe you gave him five of those pills!" Gold hissed angrily, glaring at Sapphire. She glared back at him.
"You can't blame me for this!" she hissed back. "How was I supposed to know that they weren't Valium – they were in a Valium bottle."
"Even if it was Valium you shouldn't have given him five." Gold snapped. "You should never give him five. Don't you know anything?"
"No I don't, not about popping pills." she snapped. They were going round in circles with this argument and neither of the was getting any less angry about the whole situation. Meanwhile Peter was lying on the floor still tied up and staring at the ceiling. Gold and Sapphire's argument was cut off by a knock at the door. Both of them turned to stare at it before the person on the other side knocked again.
"Hello?" Sapphire called.
"I need the toilet." Uncle Alfie said from the other side. Gold and Sapphire looked at each other; Gold mouthed 'shit'.
"Can you use the one upstairs?" Sapphire asked, her voice cracking nervously knowing what the answer was going to be.
"I'm in a wheelchair you fucking idiot." Uncle Alfie barked from the other side of the door. "How am I supposed to get upstairs? Now open the door."
"Hang on a second!" Sapphire called. "What do we do?" she whispered to Gold.
"Put him behind the sofa?" Gold shrugged.
"We're just looking for the key." she called to Uncle Alfie and she grabbed Peter's legs while Gold grabbed his shoulders and the two of them quickly put him behind the sofa. Now that he was lying in a drugged out haze he was a lot easier to move.
"Hurry up!" Uncle Alfie grumbled as Sapphire got the door open. "What the hell is wrong with you people?" Uncle Alfie snapped as he began wheeling himself over to the door on the other side of the room that led to the en-suit toilet. Sapphire turned to Gold.
"Oh my god!" she mouthed.