Wow, a third update in one day. Well, I guess it is making up for the fact that there is zero chance of one tomorrow due to it being my sis's birthday. Ah well, such things happen.

Anyway, the Human finally gets what is coming to him. And Moron finally begins to show a little character. Plus, more of Flame's background gets revealed.

Episode Fifty-Two: Death of a Scarf

"What is going on here?" Moron yelled as he finally showed up. The other Human laughed, which was really starting to annoy me.

"Fancy meeting you here. I was just about to aquire a little Eevee but that runt there decided to put up a fight."

'Runt?' Now that brought back old memories, being chased around by all of my bigger siblings.

"That Charmander is mine and he is looking after those Eevee, so I suggest you leave. Now." Moron said, stepping fowards into to center of the road to face the other Human.

"Trust you to do that, you always did go for the cute Pokémon," the other Human laughed as he recalled his three unconsious Pokémon.

"And trust you to go for the ones that looked tough but can't put up a fight," Moron smirked, stopping the other Human's laughter in its tracks.

"Step over here and say that again!"

"What? So you can lose and go crying to your parents again?" Moron laughed, "still sore about that football game too, I guess."

"That was a draw and you know it!"

"Just leave, Frank, before you cause anymore trouble. I really would hate to have Flame here torch your lovely scarf, but you seem to have left that behind and replaced it with that hideous thing."

The other Human turned round and stormed off, while Moron nodded at me.

"Oi Human bastard!" I yelled, launching a fireball strait after his retreating back. He turned round and had to jump back to avoid my attack, but his scarf wasn't so lucky. He threw it to the ground and stamped it out.

"You'll pay for that."

"Fair enough, do you take cash or check?" Moron said with a grin, watching Frank finally turn and leave the City. He knelt down in front of me and laughed, "thanks Flame. You sure knocked that bully down a peg or two. He won't treat anyone like dirt for a while."

Scyther and Scout coughed slightly and Moron looked up, "sorry guys. You two certainly held your own as well."

"Flame!" Came the yells as I was tackled to the floor by both of the kits.

"You kicked butt out there!" the male laughed. I couldn't help but smile, dispite all of the Humans going 'aww'

"Of course I did, I was fighting for you two. Don't let that happen again, I'd kill myself if anything happened to you," I said, not telling them that their mother would probably kill me before I had the chance to even consider my own death.

"Where did you go anyway?" Squirtle said, stepping up.

"I had to go check out a few things. Which reminds me, I'm starved. Lets go grab something to eat!" I said, watching the kits cheer and rush back towards the Pokémon center while me and Squirtle slowly walked back.

"Sorry, she just ran off and I couldn't catch her," Squirtle sighed, expecting a fierce attack as punishment. Luckily for him, I didn't feel like anymore violence.

"It happens. Don't worry about it, we saved her."

"You were at their mother's grave."

"Yeah. I had a nice conversation with their mom's spirit. Which reminds me, whatever killed her was after the kits."

Squirtle stopped dead in his tracks and stared at me.

"You sure?" He asked.

"The nest was completely destroyed. We had obviously arrived in the nick of time and scared whatever it was off so it couldn't get the kits."

"And I let her get away. What if it hadn't been that Human?" He muttered, starting walking once more.

"Then I'd probably have killed you, after taking out whatever had killed their mother. Well, one thing is for certain: that thing has huge claws."

"We're in the middle of something neither of us understand," Squirtle sighed.

"Yeah but that's not any different to the rest of the time," I laughed, "we'll just go with the flow. It'll turn out fine in the end."

"You sure?"

"Damn strait, anything that goes near those kits will get a taste of my fireballs!"

"And my water jet."

We both grinned as we arrived at the Pokémon Center and stepped inside. The kits were having a bit of rough and tumble, the female winning as usual. Her extra size and weight giving her the advantage.

"Spiral! Get off your brother!" I yelled at her, taking my usual seat and relaxing for the first time in about an hour.

"Wait, Spiral? Where did that come from?" Squirtle asked. I opened one eye and looked at him.

"She's Spiral and the other one is Blacky. Gotta problem with that?" I asked, showing a few teeth as I did so.

"No. No problem. You know best after all, dad," Squirtle laughed before running off.

"Okay, thats it. Your dead," I lept up and gave chase, the kits playfull behaviour was rubbing off on me.