VGS2's sexy notes: Last time, our heroes encountered a big ol' giant that rides on rockets... and now, it's time to see how they fare! Though who knows. Maybe it's friendly…?
… Alright, after an obvious flag like that, I think we both know the answer to that. But still, humor me. XP
Chapter Four: The Giant Problem
Buneary and her friends stared at the giant pokémon with bated breath, as it floated above the lake using the fire coming out of its body.
The rabbit gulped. She really hoped this thing was friendly…
"Oh... hi, Golurk," Snorlax nervously said to the pokémon.
The fires from the pokémon, 'Golurk', cut out all of a sudden. Hands and feet extended from its arms and torso as it loudly crashed into the water, sending waves rippling. Buneary struggled to stay standing on top of Corsola, who was bobbing up and down on the water's surface.
"... I have found you, Relic Finder Snorlax," Golurk said in a strangely calm monotone. His voice suggested male.
"Y-Yep!" Snorlax said, his smile looking rather strained. "So, um... how's things on Team Specter?"
Golurk said nothing. He just stared at Snorlax with his glowing, misshapen eyes.
Snorlax gulped. "I, um... hear you guys became a bit infamous, after you, er… left the guild," he continued awkwardly. "Something about... 'finding treasure and doing jobs for clients at any cost' or some-"
"I am stronger than I was before," Golurk interrupted. His fists crackled with electricity. "We will fight now."
"N-Now, now, Golurk," Snorlax said, taking a few steps back and holding his paws up defensively. "Now's not... really the time for-"
"I-I've heard enough!" Yamask yelled. He pointed at the giant with his confuse wand. "I won't... I won't let you hurt Snorlax!"
Buneary expected Golurk to turn his attention to the wisp, but he didn't even seem to acknowledge his presence.
"H-Hey, now, Yamask...!" Corsola started in a whisper. "Let's not rile up the-"
Yamask gave a battle cry and waved his wand. "Get away!"
A jagged yellow beam of light fired from the wand. It struck Golurk in his ribs. He paused for a second. The electricity faded from his fists and he slumped slightly, as if feeling unwell.
Buneary took a shaky breath. Oh, she really didn't want to do this, but… "Corsola, l-let's help!" she cried out, crouching down in preparation and squashing her fear down as best she could.
"Hooo boy... um, okay," Corsola mumbled hesitantly. She charged up an attack.
Buneary focused on it. She formed lots of small bubbles around her fluff, while slightly bigger bubbles formed around Corsola's mouth. They grew in size until Buneary grabbed them from her waist and threw them. At the same time, Corsola fired them in a huge inaccurate cluster.
The bubbles smacked harshly against Golurk in various places, coating him. At the same time, Yamask flew over and flung his arms above his head. A terrifying ghostly face flashed above him with a loud wail.
Golurk didn't even flinch. He lifted both of his arms to the side with fists clenched. Red fire erupted around him, evaporating the bubbles and surprising everyone.
While the fire raged, Golurk struck out at Yamask with an arm, violently knocking him into the water. His wand went flying.
Everyone called out his name in shock. Golurk, instead, reached into the bag strapped around him, which Buneary had only just noticed. He pulled out a handful of what appeared to be persim berries to shove them into his face. Despite having no visible mouth, he ate all of them with gusto.
Corsola swam over to Yamask, allowing Buneary to pull him from the water onto Corsola's body. He seemed pretty dazed. Yeesh... it hadn't even looked like Golurk had put much force into his attack. What kind of monster was he!?
"Hey, what was that for, now!?" Snorlax shouted at him, actually sounding annoyed. "Golurk, leave those guys alone!"
The giant turned his head towards Buneary and the others. His face was expressionless. "... You three are annoying," he said in his usual monotone. "Leave. Now."
Buneary shrunk back, intimidated. She could also feel Corsola inching backwards.
Snorlax sighed and smiled tiredly at the group. "Alright, everyone. I guess there's no real choice, is there? All of you should, er... stay back while I settle this, if that's alright."
Buneary looked at him in concern. "Um... w-will you be alr-?" she started.
"A-At once, Snorlax!" Corsola interrupted. She swam away so fast that Buneary and Yamask nearly plunged into the water.
Regaining her composure, Buneary sighed while gripping tightly onto Yamask. She hoped Snorlax would be alright.
She turned to give him another worried glance. The second she did, Golurk lunged towards him, electrical fist extended.
The bear yelped and grabbed the fist. He gritted his teeth as sparks of electricity flowed through him, but he held firm.
Buneary noticed with concern that the electricity was travelling through the water, rapidly heading towards her. "Oh, legends, it's coming!" she shouted.
"W-What's coming? Golur-?" Corsola started in a panic.
The electricity hit her and made her scream. It travelled up her body and, suddenly, hot pain shot through Buneary. She screamed as her muscles tightened in response. H-How on Earth was Snorlax putting up with this so much!?
Yamask sprang to life with a yell. He took to the air, saving himself from further electrocution. He looked around in a panic, eventually settling on moving over to grab one of Corsola's branches. He strained for a short while until, eventually, the pain stopped flowing through Buneary, and Corsola stopped squealing.
Tiredly looking around, Buneary realized that Corsola was dangling in mid-air, held aloft by Yamask. They were safe.
"Th… Thanks, Yamask…" Buneary mumbled tiredly, looking up at the wisp.
Corsola said nothing, except for dazed groans.
"N-No... problem...!" he replied through gritted teeth. He drifted over to a nearby island jutting out from a cave wall, and placed Corsola onto it. The coral flopped onto her front, unresponsive.
Getting off her, Buneary moved over to check her over from the front. She seemed horribly dazed.
"Oh, nuts…" Yamask said with a heavy breath. "She's fainted, hasn't she?"
"I think so…" Buneary said with a worried frown. "What can we do for her?"
"I… think one of her abilities is Regenerator, and that revives fainted mons, so she'll be alright."
Buneary tilted her head, but took his word for it. Usually when pokémon fainted, they became completely helpless afterwards. Even after waking up, they wouldn't be able to use moves, or travel around too much without a reviver seed… but if what Yamask had said was true, maybe it wouldn't be a problem, here?
In fact, looking at the coral, Buneary did notice that she was glowing lightly on the scorched parts of her body. Even the branch of hers that Buneary had broken off earlier had begun to grow back. Oh, what Buneary would do to swap abilities with that lucky girl...
A thunderous crash from the side and the whole ground shaking brought her thoughts to a halt. Looking, she saw Snorlax tumbling through the air, crying out in an inappropriately goofy manner. There was another loud crash as he slammed into the water. His body sent large waves rolling through the cave, rivaling a Surf attack.
Buneary stared at the waves coming toward her with fear bubbling in her chest. It was just one thing after another, wasn't it?
"C-Cripes!" Yamask yelped.
She glanced at him and was immediately tackled to the ground. Water crashed over them, causing light pain from the force. When it subsided, Buneary shivered. Ohhh, that was freezing...
She looked up at Yamask, who was lying on top of her. Because he'd held her down with his body, she hadn't been carried away by the wave.
She smiled out of appreciation. ... That is, until she noticed that he had his head planted in her bosom.
Her face warmed in embarrassment. She was starting to see where all those complaints had come from. Biting her lip, she just gently pushed him off and thanked him for helping.
Turning her attention away, she noticed that Corsola had been washed away. Thankfully, she was safely floating unconscious on the water nearby. Reassured, Buneary looked back at the action.
Snorlax, now on his feet, looked like he was charging something between his paws. "Take this, Golurk! Hyaaa!" he cried, firing a big beam of vibrant orange energy at the golem.
Making no attempt to dodge it, Golurk turned transparent and slowly walked towards the bear, fists crackling with electricity. The beam hit its mark, going into the giant's chest, but somehow went sailing through him. It hit the wall behind him, explosively sending rock fragments flying. He paid them no mind as they pelted his back and continued towards Snorlax, who looked rather shocked.
Buneary frowned in surprise. What the...?
"Oh, yeah..." Yamask mumbled, floating above her. "Golurk's a ghost-type, like me."
Buneary blinked. She stared at the wisp in surprise. "W-Wait... a ghost?" she asked.
"Yeah! We can phase through fighting and normal moves and all that, if we concentrate. Walls are fair game, too. Hence that... going through the ceiling thing."
"… Huh." Her eyes widened further. "... You're a ghost!?"
He flusteredly looked back at her. "H-Huh? Well... yeah? What did you... think I was?"
She became fraught with dismay. "Oh no... w-what... made you become a ghost? Did something happen?"
Yamask gave her an odd look. He shook his hands in dismissal. "Huh? Er... nothing happened!"
He and Buneary flinched as an explosion of electricity went off. She checked and saw Golurk's fist plastered against Snorlax's arms, which were kept in a defensive position.
"Uh..." Yamask continued, "I guess I heard that some ghost pokémon came about unnaturally, but I was born this way. … Naturally."
She stared at him again, only stopping to flinch at a bright light from Snorlax's attack. "... So... you're not dead?" she asked.
He rubbed the back of his head with a sheepish grin. "Not the last time I checked."
Buneary cringed from embarrassment. "Oh... o-okay." She quickly turned back to the battle. After thinking about it for a bit, she let out a relieved sigh. "... Well, I'm glad about that."
"Er, me too? Um, thanks." He let out a breath. "B-But yeah, we need to do something! Golurk's gonna mess Snorlax up!"
He wasn't entirely wrong. Right now, the giant ghost was slamming his electrified fists into Snorlax, one punch at a time. However, the bear stood firm, blocking each slow but powerful hit with a paw. He was visibly straining, though, so it was clear he wasn't finding this easy.
After another hit, Snorlax grabbed onto Golurk's fist with both paws. They glowed dark as he flung the fist to the side. Golurk's balance was thrown off, giving Snorlax the opening to smash his glowing pink head into Golurk's groin.
The giant went stumbling backwards until he crashed into a wall. It made the whole cave rumble ferociously.
Buneary suddenly found it very difficult to stand on the violently shaking ground. Oh, legends, it was like a really powerful Earthquake attack!
She staggered around, trying her best to keep her footing. She noticed that, by floating in the air, Yamask seemed completely unaffected by the shaking. Corsola's unconscious form was bobbing around on the wildly shifting waves of the water.
Worried, Buneary pointed towards her. "Y-Yamask!" she called out, looking at him. "Please could you go save-?" Something huge crashed in front of the rabbit, scaring her out of her skin. Before the dust could settle, another thing crashed somewhere off to her side, causing a big splash and a surprised shriek from Yamask.
Realizing something, Buneary looked up. She spotted several stalactites jostling around, as if loose. She noted that most were bigger than she was.
She gulped. Okay, that was bad. "Watch out, the cave's collapsing!" she shouted to Yamask, who was already looking up.
"Y-Yow!" he yelled out, dodging out of the way as a stalactite came down towards him. He held his mask above his head. "Oh, man, this is really starting to suck!"
"It is!" Saying that, though, she noticed that the shaking had stopped, thankfully. She could dodge without stumbling around at the same time. The smallest of mercies.
She looked over at Snorlax, hoping he was doing alright. Unfortunately, he, too, was being bombarded with stalactites. He was clearly being bothered by them, but he had to ignore them and focus on Golurk, who had taken up an… odd pose.
He had his arms - both hands retracted - held to the floor, and his bottom - both legs retracted - held high in the air. He ignored the rocks smashing into him from above, even though they were heavy enough to make him shake with each hit.
After a quick cautionary glance upwards, Buneary looked at him in bewilderment. What was he up to, now!? He… sort of looked like how she'd envisioned those 'cannon' things, that she'd read about in fantasy stories. The things that shot projectiles. Was this a transformation?
She got her answer when the end of his 'cannon' started glowing a bright white, while swiveling upwards in Snorlax's direction. It fired a blindingly bright ball of light, which slammed into Snorlax and exploded into sparkles. Buneary had to squint at the sight.
She called out the bear's name in shock. However, he'd only been sent back a few steps, looking pained but no worse for wear. Golurk didn't wait for him to recover and fired another shot of light.
Frowning, Snorlax reached above himself with glowing paws, and grabbed a falling stalactite before it hit him. The rock gained a dark aura as he forcefully threw it at Golurk.
It ploughed through the bright projectile, which burst into sparkles. The rock continued onwards, smashing into Golurk and making him topple to the ground with a big splash.
Buneary nearly cheered in joy. Finally, Snorlax was starting to turn things around!
"H-Hey, watch o-!" Yamask started yelling.
Something heavy and pointy slammed into the top of her head, knocking her to the floor. She lay collapsed in the rubble, dazed. Oww...
"Oh, lord, no, Buneary!" she heard Yamask yell out.
"I'll be... okay..." she said with a slight slur. Through her blurry vision, she saw Yamask looming over her, worry on his face. She also saw something pink in the water behind him. Corsola, she guessed.
She lightly shook her head. It cleared her vision slightly, but her head was aching, now. "We... We should go and help Corsola..." she mumbled.
"Oh, um... r-right, yeah!" Yamask replied. He frowned in concern. "But... will you be-?"
She stopped listening when she saw another stalactite fall in the corner of her eye. It crashed into Corsola's unconscious body.
Buneary gasped as pure terror filled every vein in her body. "Corsola, no!" she screamed. She hopped over to the edge of the lake, nearly slipping on moss in her panic.
"Wait, Buneary! She fainted, so she'll be alright!" Yamask called out.
Wait... alright? How could she possibly be alright!? Pokémon were tough enough to withstand almost anything, sure... but while fainted, they were helplessly weakened! Wouldn't something like this kill Corsola!?
She slipped to a stop when she saw a beam of red light come out from the water. It shot off in a random direction, out of the water-filled room entirely. Corsola was nowhere to be seen from within the rubble.
Buneary blinked. "Where'd... she go?" she muttered, her brain still trying to process what the heck had happened.
Yamask let out a long sigh, though out of exasperation or otherwise, she didn't know. "No one knows why, Buneary, but dungeons can't kill anyone, I don't think. If a dungeon does something that'll kill someone, they just get teleported somewhere else on the floor, instead."
Relief washed over the rabbit, but she was still a bit confused. "Does... something?"
"Yeah! Like... lava stuff, or big staleg... er, mites, I guess." He scratched his head before cringing awkwardly. "... Wait, no... wrong one. Whoops."
Despite herself, she giggled. "Yeah, those, are... on the floor, I think."
He chuckled sheepishly. "Something like that. Um, b-but yeah! There's nothing to worry about!" He looked off to the side, where Corsola had gone. "Uh... and thinking about it, same goes for pokémon attacks in dungeons. I think it'll just do the same kinda teleporting thing."
"Good to know, thanks." Now that she thought about it… the same thing would happen back where she'd come from, on Wellware Island. It wasn't something she'd ever seen properly, because her brother was too good of a leader, but… still.
Calming down, she looked off into the same direction. Well, Corsola was safe, at least... but Buneary hoped the coral was in a safe spot. If nothing else, it seemed like the stalactites had stopped falling, looking around.
Snorlax seemed to be doing okay, too. On his blue flames, Golurk was shoving against Snorlax while flying. The bear was being pushed back, but he wasn't doing too bad.
"Buneary... I wanna go and help Snorlax!" Yamask said, frowning in determination. "He said to leave him to it, but who knows what'll happen!?"
"Okay... I'll go help Corsola," Buneary replied.
"On your own!?" Yamask said with a gasp.
"I'll... I'll manage!" Buneary said, balling a paw. "She needs help, so..."
Yamask gave her an unsure look, but eventually shrugged. "Well... okay. I'll come and help out, after-"
Snorlax suddenly flung Golurk to the side. He rapidly sailed towards Buneary and Yamask, flying overhead on blue flames.
Buneary cried out in surprise and hopped backwards. She heard a click.
With a breath paused in her throat, she looked down. She briefly saw a fan under her feet before it started spinning rapidly, blowing extremely harsh wind at her. She squealed in fright as she was blown into the air and sent flailing around in a spiral, like she was in a tornado.
She couldn't decide up from down before she was harshly flung away. She screamed as colors and shapes whizzed past her vision. Aghhh, she was going to die!
Pure adrenaline pumped through her veins and she went into a full on panic. She activated Dizzy Punch and Bounce to swing at the air with her ears and feet, desperate to stop herself.
She sensed something huge and black flying near her. Frightened, she lashed at it with her foot. It grunted and fell, causing a humongous crash below.
Knocked off course, she was sent tumbling down.
Buneary continued to fall through the air uncontrollably. After a while, she smacked into something soft and squishy, which shouted out in pain. She bounced off and painfully hit the ground.
She panted heavily. She was still filled with adrenalin, but she didn't have the energy to flail about. Her entire body was covered in aches and pains. Ouch...
She slowly started to pick herself up. She felt something slimy wrap around her leg as she got up.
She gasped. She wasn't able to do anything else before her feet were yanked out from underneath, sending her crashing onto her front. Wet, red tentacles wrapped around her body and kept her limbs held down, pinning her to the floor.
Breathing heavily, she angled her head back to look at her attacker. It was an octillery with a blue, twisted headband twirled around its head, and it looked insanely ticked off.
"Hey, what's the deal, you wild, dumb broad!? Attackin' me from behind!" he shouted, in a high, yet gravelly male voice.
"W-What? I-I didn't attack you!" she shrieked in terror.
That apparently only made him angrier. "You lyin' to me, now!? Ya wanna die!? I'll beat you senseless!"
"N-No, please, it was an accident! Oh, legends!" she squealed, struggling for her life.
"Yeah, I'll bet it was an accident, you friggin'...!" He blinked. "Wait, the Hell d'you mean, accident?"
She stopped struggling at the question. "Th-There was this... blowing trap thing! A-And it blew me all the way over here!"
He frowned in what looked like confusion. "... A... gust trap? You mean it?"
A hopeful smile wormed its way onto her face. "Y-Yeah, that's right! I'm sorry I hit you, but I'm not wild, I promise!"
"... Oh." The octillery paused thoughtfully. He scowled again. "Then why weren't ya bein' careful, then!? Runnin' about without a care in the friggin' world, with traps all around!?"
Her smile vanished in an instant. "Ahhh, I-I dunno!" she screamed.
The octillery let go of her. "Watch where you're goin' next time, or I'll kill ya, myself!"
She scrambled to sit on her backside and scoot away from him. Too injured to run, she just shivered in fear. "O-O-Oh, legends, I'm s-sorry...!"
The octillery murmured something to himself and clicked his tongue. "W-Wait, no... er... I mean... that's okay. Don't... friggin' worry about it."
"H-H-How can I not worry!? You wanna kill me!" she squealed.
"Hey, shut up, I was-!" He paused, cleared his throat and sighed. "I mean... I'm sorry, but I was talkin' figuative- Figrotove... Fig-" He growled to himself and aggressively shook his head. "I didn't mean it, alright!? I ain't killin' no one!"
She shivered even harder. Ohhh, dear, this octopus guy was scary...!
He let out an annoyed grunt and frantically waved his tentacles. "Wait, stop freakin' out! Jeez, I..." He took in a deep breath and pulled a face that looked like he was trying to smile, despite his tube-shaped mouth. "Look. Friendly! I'm frieeeeendly, right?" His eye twitched.
She stopped shivering and frowned in confusion. "F... Friendly?"
He nodded. "Yeah, yeah! Friendliest legends-damned octopus you ever did see-" He looked off to the side with widened eyes. "Whoa!" He leapt to her side, surprising her. Before she could ask, something shattered against him, making him grunt in pain.
Peeking over his shoulder, she saw a flat bug pokémon with eyes on stalks and loads of feathers on its sides. It had a large rock attached to its mouth, which kept firing off small fragments at Octillery.
Buneary stared at the octopus in confusion. What was he doing? Was he... defending her?
A few more shots were fired off, all of which painfully pelted Octillery. After the final rock fragment had disappeared from the hostile bug's mouth, it seemed to smirk through its creepy bug teeth. "Yeah, that'll teach you, explorer!" she shouted triumphantly, sounding female. "These caves belong to the wil-"
"What the legends-damned Hell was that for!?" Octillery flared up, scowling iron thorns at the bug. "We were enjoying a pleasant conversation, you bastard buggy bitch! I'll kill ya dead!"
The bug screamed in fright and crawled away at an amazing speed.
Octillery blasted a harsh jet of steaming water in the bug's general direction. "That's right, get outta here!" he shouted after her. He let out a loud, annoyed sigh before turning back to Buneary. He strained another smile at her. "Um... yeah... I'm very friendly. All... usually, like..."
She stared at him. Afterwards, despite herself, she giggled lightly. "Y-Yeah... you're nice, Octillery," she said.
He looked like he was about to get annoyed, but he paused with a blank stare. "... Nice? What?"
"Um, thanks for blocking those shots. You, um... get angry a bit too easily, but you're a good guy."
His stare continued. Eventually, he frowned, crossed his tentacles and looked away with a blush. "Jeez, don't... even think about it, whatever!" he grumbled, sounding rather embarrassed.
She smiled at him. She noticed something silver-colored with a green middle gleaming on his chest. Realizing what it was, her eyes lit up. "An... explorer's badge?" She pointed at it excitedly. "Oh, you're an explorer, aren't you?"
"Eh? What of it?" Octillery asked, looking back at her.
"I'm trying to be a member of Miss Donphan's guild!"
His eyes widened slightly. "Huh, 'kay. Cool." He shrugged. "Well, you're not an ass, so I ain't complaining."
"Um... thanks!" she replied, deciding to take that as a compliment. Quite a big one, too, considering how grumpy this man was.
The entire cave rumbled suddenly, startling them both.
"Oh, freakin'-" Octillery started before huffing loudly and looking around in irritation. "What's been goin' on with all these stupid earthquakes!? Is that stupid meteor thing from the stories happenin' again, or what?"
Buneary gasped sharply. "Oh, I forgot! Me, Mr. Snorlax, Corsola and Yamask were fighting a massive pokémon!" she said, pointing in the general direction she figured she'd come from. She was surprised at how far that trap had flung her, because she couldn't even see the room she'd been in, earlier. Just a water-filled corridor that led into darkness.
Octillery looked at her in surprise. "Huh? A battle?" His eyes suddenly widened. "Wait, so... you implyin' it's making the whole bluff shake!?"
"Y-Yeah! Mr. Snorlax is doing most of the fighting, and we... tried to help." Her ear drooped. "But we didn't accomplish much. We were getting beaten up just by watching."
"Aww, shit!" With his tentacles, he quickly started dragging himself over to where Buneary had pointed. He paused and faced her. "Wait. You look injured." He pulled a small oran berry out of his bag and rolled it at Buneary. It moved towards her, bouncing on rocks and bumps in the moist, rugged floor before stopping in front of her.
"Eat it and stay outta trouble, or I'll get mad!" He turned again and crawled away before she could even thank him. He disappeared into a nearby lake.
Buneary stared after him, surprised. She let out a small shaky breath and picked up the oran berry. Wiping it dry, she shoved it into her mouth and started chewing as quickly as she could. Normally, she liked to savor food, but this was an emergency! She didn't want to let everyone get beaten too badly by this guy!
As the plentiful flavors spread across her mouth, so too did a pleasant sensation. It spread across her body from her mouth, healing her injuries enough for her to feel okay again.
Letting out a refreshed sigh, she jumped to her feet and hopped towards a further part of the cave. She hoped her new friends would be okay until she could make her way around to reach them…
As she moved, she accidentally kicked something small, sending it careening into a puddle. She glanced at it as she hopped past and stopped in her tracks when she noticed how much it sparkled.
She picked it up and gasped in delight. Ooh, it was so pretty! It was some kind of ruby, gleaming with a deep, red color.
It was so pretty that Buneary couldn't help herself. She gleefully shoved it into the top of her fluff, which was still thick and puffy. After making sure the ruby was stable, she nodded happily and took off hopping again.
After a minute or two of hopping through the wet caves, Buneary came across a large clearing. She quickly glanced around to take note of her surroundings.
She saw a few berries dotted about. They were a bit large, so she decided not to take any. She saw a blast seed near to where she was standing, identifiable because of its red, fiery motif.
It was pretty small, so she decided to carry it along. As she moved to pick it up, she saw someone wander into the room. Looking, her eyes brightened. "Oh, Corsola! There you are!" she chimed.
Corsola gave her an odd look.
Buneary faltered. "Oh, is… something wrong?" she asked. "You're not still hurt, are you?"
"Oh, er… no, no…" Corsola replied.
Buneary tilted her head. "Is your voice okay? It seems a little… raspier."
"Yeah, I, um… it's good? All… All good!"
Buneary blinked. She gave a light shake of the head and smiled. "Well, that's good~" She pointed in the general direction that Snorlax was fighting in. "Um, I think Mr. Snorlax is still in danger, so should we go save him?"
Corsola's eyes widened in shock. "Um… if you mean that… our friend, who's… making ruckus, then sure!"
Buneary tilted her head again. "Um… yeah!" Huh, who else would she have meant? Ohh, she really hoped there wasn't another snorlax in this dungeon. If it was a normal-sized snorlax, then all he would have to do is tread on her, and she'd be toast.
She picked up the blast seed and then walked into the corridor Corsola had come in from. The coral followed for a short while before taking the lead.
Buneary and Corsola came across a fork in the road after a minute of hopping and running. The rabbit was about to go down one pathway, but Corsola quickly started down the other.
"Um… doesn't it make a… little more sense to go down this one?" Buneary asked, pointing towards her preferred path. "It's more in Mr. Snorlax's direction, isn't it?"
Corsola stopped in place. "Oh, uh… maybe, maybe, but… there are items in this direction that'll help!" she explained. "Things like… sleep seeds, and elixirs, and… and a slow wand!"
Buneary's eyes lit up. "Ah, that's pretty useful! Nice find!"
"Thanks! Let's go get them!"
Buneary nodded and followed Corsola, who eagerly ran along on her four legs.
Buneary and Corsola came across a rather large clearing. There were puddles and small ponds dotted about, as well as, more importantly, quite a lot of useful-looking items.
"Wow, you weren't kidding, Corsola!" Buneary chimed. She hopped towards a blue berry and picked it up. The surface of its skin was a bit bumpy and the stem was rather pale, but it was definitely an oran berry!
She turned towards Corsola. "Okay, let's pick up some stuff, and go help Mr. Snorlax! Oh, and Yamask, too!" Buneary said.
"Ahhh, um… actually, there's a problem with that," Corsola said.
Buneary looked at her in concern. "What's the matter?"
"Well… uh, it's sort of awkward now, but screw it." Corsola brought her stubby hand up to her mouth and whistled loudly.
The room erupted into activity. A shiver ran up Buneary's spine as she looked around. Dozens of different pokémon were now in the room, either emerging from shells, emerging from puddles and ponds, or dropping down from the ceilings and walls.
"Great job, Quick Think Corsola!" a brown, bipedal bug-like thing with scythes praised from the middle of the room. Buneary tried to ignore its manly chest.
Two long strands of seaweed with faces - both attached to a rock off to the side - nodded together. "That's the third chump we done caughted out here!" they said in unison, sounding young and boyish.
Corsola ran to the middle of the room. "Thanks~! I should've taken up acting!" she sang.
Buneary's lip quivered. "But… b-but, Corsola… why…?" she whimpered.
"Dummy!" a rocky fish said from a pond, sounding feminine. "She's not your friend! She's our friend! A member of the Water Rock Gang!"
"Yeah. I sort of tricked you. Sorry," their corsola said, only looking a little bit sorry.
"… Oh…" Buneary mumbled. Well… that was a little less upsetting, she guessed.
"C'mon, c'mon!" a tirtouga yelled. "Let's beat her up and take her stuff!"
The pokémon all advanced on her at once. Buneary gasped and turned to run. She stopped when she saw that the exit was blocked by some blue creature with tentacles, a seashell and sharp teeth. His tentacles extended enough to make an easy exit impossible.
Shivering, she took on a defensive pose and looked back at the larger crowd. Ohhh, this was awful! What would she do!? She'd had to fight against monster houses in the past, of course, but never on her own! She could tell that these guys were a tough bunch, too!
A jet of water was fired at her from the rock fish. She yelped and stepped to the side. It harshly grazed her, knocking her off balance. While she staggered backwards, the brown bug rushed forwards and sliced at her with his scythe. It hit Buneary in the side and sent her careening into a wall.
She cried out in pain and fell against the ground, gripping her stinging side. Doing that, she felt a bag against her hip and was reminded of the money inside she'd been carrying. Was that what had tempted their corsola to bring her here? Because of such a tiny amount of pokécoins?
She looked up at all the advancing pokémon and frowned worriedly. Oh dear… maybe she should just give up, and let them have her stuff. There was no way she could win against these numbers.
… No, what was she thinking!? She would never improve doing that! She hopped to her feet and took up a fighting pose. She was slightly wobbly on her feet, but she was okay.
The bipedal bug leapt for her again. She ducked under his scythe and punched him in the chest with her glowing ear. He stumbled, so she jumped and punched him in the chin.
He was sent sailing into his friends. He staggered around, looking dizzy.
"How… dare ya…!?" he yelled in a slur. He swung around in a drunken frenzy, without any regard for his friends.
"H-Hey!" one of his friends, a sharp-toothed turtle, yelled in a very gruff voice. "Watch where you're- Gck!" He was slashed in the face by the bug, knocking him to the floor.
"H-Hold him down! He got confused!" their corsola yelled.
Buneary let out a breath. This was her chance! She hopped towards the group and shoved her blast seed in her mouth. She felt its explosive power build up in her mouth, so she opened up and let out a huge blast of energy.
The explosion knocked most of the enemies about, screaming. The ones who hadn't been hit were sent running around in a panic, probably wondering what was going on.
Despite the slight stinging in her mouth, Buneary let a small smile escape as her confidence soared. Her eyes widened when she suddenly remembered her oran berry. Oh yeah… she was still aching, so now would be a good time to eat that. Afterwards, it might get a little easier to plan things out.
She frisked herself for it. Her heart sank. Wait, where was it!? She looked around frantically and frowned when she saw a tirtouga nibbling on it. "H-Hey!" she cried out.
The rather masculine-looking tirtouga noticed her annoyance and smirked evilly. His eyes widened and he spluttered it out, smirk completely gone. Groaning, he gripped his belly, like he had a really bad stomachache.
Buneary blinked. Good legends, she was glad she hadn't eaten that, now.
She suddenly heard someone breathing behind her. She spun around to face them and was slashed in the belly with some sharp water.
She fell over backwards and landed on her back. Yowch… She gripped her stinging belly and looked up at her attacker. It was those two seaweed twins. Despite being embedded in the same rock, they'd managed to crawl over and slash at her.
She was suddenly glad to have such good hearing. If she hadn't turned around, it would have been a critical hit, for sure. But they didn't look like they were finished. A blade of water was jutting out of each of their heads.
She cowered and activated Endure. She shrieked when their blades slashed into her, but the pale yellow glow surrounding her stopped her from fainting.
"Yeahhh, we gots ya good!" one of the seaweeds proclaimed.
"Say nighty night, chump!" the other one said.
Panting heavily, Buneary saw splotches of darkness in her vision. She wasn't going to last much longer. Even stumbling wrong would make her faint.
A heavy dose of adrenaline coursed through her veins, telling her instincts to make her panic.
Resisting the urge, she clenched a paw. It was the perfect time to use her secret weapon.
She got to her feet and began to conjure all the power she could. The seaweed twins squealed in pain and flopped into her. She barely had enough energy to push their heads to the side to let them drop to the ground.
Confused, she let her move fade. Huh? She hadn't done anything yet, so why…?
She noticed that there were many small shards of ice in the backs of the seaweed twins. Looking up, she gasped in surprised delight. "Corsola!" she cheered.
Corsola turned away from fighting the blue tentacled thing guarding the entrance to wave at her. The coral was smacked in the side by a tentacle as a result, so Buneary felt bad for distracting her. Whoops…
"Oh, great, her friend's here, now!" the other corsola, Quick Think Corsola, yelled. Buneary looked over and saw her trying to help her friends hold down the big, brown bug, who was still swinging his scythes in a confused stupor.
"Don't worry, I've got this one!" the rock fish from before exclaimed. She leapt high into the air from her pond and fired off a volley of Water Gun shots at Buneary, while sailing above.
Startled, Buneary leapt high into the air with Bounce. The blasts of water barely missed her.
When she approached the fish above her, she did a backflip to kick her in the chin. The fish flew backwards with a cry of pain.
Buneary tried to correct herself for a good landing. In her weakened state, she failed, tumbling downwards while screaming.
She mercifully crashed into a pond instead of the ground. After regaining her bearings, she swam to the edge and crawled out of it, spluttering. She shivered. Ughh, still so cold…! If only her little brother was here to warm her with a cuddle.
… No, what was she thinking? She loved her brother, sure, but she was never going to get out of his shadow like this!
Now standing, she looked around. Corsola was rapidly firing lots of large ice shards in the blue shellfish thing's direction. She was missing constantly, but the barrage seemed enough to keep her enemy at bay.
The rest of the monster house seemed to be getting back under control. The brown bug was unconscious on the ground, no longer rampaging in confusion. Buneary frowned. They hadn't knocked him out themselves, had they? Mean!
She took a fearful step back when she saw all eyes on her, every one of them hostile. Uh oh.
She took another step backwards and hit her heel against something. Glancing at it, she saw an orb. A gray one adorned with lots of square patterns floating around inside the glass, all with different pictures.
She blinked. That hadn't been there before…
She looked up at Corsola. The coral was taking a small break from fighting to glance between the orb and Buneary.
The rabbit smiled in appreciation as she realized what had happened. Ah, had Corsola rolled the orb over to help out? Buneary didn't know why she had that awkward, sheepish look on her face, but it was clear she had remembered her promise from earlier!
Buneary grabbed the orb with both paws. She took a deep breath and held it above her head. She could feel it start to slip, so she gripped it extra tightly and called out, "Please work well…!"
The orb began to glow.
"Watch out, a wonder orb!" a tirtouga yelled, retreating into her shell. All of her friends cowered in response.
The orb produced a bright magical light that shone on the floor in front of Buneary. It shattered harmlessly afterwards.
She blinked. She looked around. She felt as weak as she'd been before… none of the enemy pokémon seemed unwell or anything… so... what had happened? Why hadn't the orb done anything?
She suddenly felt very nervous. She'd messed everything up, hadn't she? Ohh, she'd even begged the orb nicely, and everything!
All of the pokémon stopped cowering after it became clear that they were safe. They all sighed in relief, or even began laughing mockingly.
"Everyone, hey, let's all knock her out together and get ourselves some stuff!" a sharp-toothed turtle yelled.
"Yeahhh, she's toast!" the tirtouga proclaimed.
"Let's get 'er!" a brown rock with glowing red eyes yelled.
"Sorry, but you're finished, now, girl!" Quick Think Corsola chimed.
All of the others around them cheered and rushed towards Buneary, preparing various moves.
Their overwhelming confidence was too much. Her nerves finally cracked.
Shaking in fear, she squealed and cowered into a ball. Not thinking straight, she poured energy into Endure. She barely acknowledged a halo begin to form above her, bathing her in a pale yellow light.
She felt rocks, blasts of water and many other elements hit her, one after the other. It was immensely painful, but each faded as soon as she received it, because of Endure.
She clenched her eyes shut, shuddering even harder from terror. She was at a complete loss for what to do, and her Endure wouldn't last forev-
The entire place exploded all of a sudden. Everyone's screams were the only thing she could hear over the deafening racket. It burnt her entire body, but the pain left as soon as it had come.
Afterwards… silence.
As her Endure faded, she dared to crack open an eye. She was inside a burnt crater. Torched up, unconscious pokémon were scattered throughout the room, and any bodies of water nearby were now completely dried up.
Buneary looked around, too bewildered to panic. What in Dialga's holy name had happened?
"Holy moly, are you okay, Buneary!?" Corsola cried out, running up to her. She looked unharmed, so she must have been far away enough to avoid getting hit.
"… Um… I… Maybe?" Buneary replied. She spotted a panel on the ground. It had a picture of a smirking electrode on it.
Corsola yelped in surprise, also having seen it. "Oh, i-is that a trap?" she asked, pointing at it.
"Yeah… um… an explosion one, I'm guessing."
"Oh, dear. And I here I was, thinking Yamask was just exaggerating, or something. There really are ones that blow up…"
"Not really a fan…" Buneary replied. It was hard to come up with responses because she was so woozy.
"Hey, so that's what the orb did, eh? Puttin' down traps!?" a masculine voice from the direction of the room's exit shouted. Looking, she saw the blue thing with tentacles, who looked annoyed.
Huh… thinking about it, he might be right. The orb had shone a light onto the ground… but traps were often invisible until activated, so she hadn't seen anything.
"Whew…" Corsola said happily, "good job I dropped that orb while I was fighting this omastar, huh? Couldn't have rolled in a better direction~"
"… So… you didn't throw that over for me to use?" Buneary asked, holding back a sad frown.
Corsola tilted her head. "Huh? Well, I guess not? I…" She blinked. She gasped and frantically shook her head with a very awkward grimace on her face. "N-No! I mean, yes! I… I-I was going to give you the orb after the battle! But you got it early!" She gulped and chuckled sheepishly.
"Um… oh…" Buneary replied, not really believing her but deciding to let it slide.
"You're a lying liar, and I'm ticked! How dare ya screw up my gang!?" the 'omastar' yelled, flailing his blue tentacles angrily. He ran towards the girls on his stubby legs at a surprising speed, considering the heavily chipped shell on his back. "I'll take you both out on my own! Watch me!"
Buneary and Corsola yelped. The coral took on an offensive pose, but Buneary didn't. Her injuries and her fatigue made her nerves kick in, telling her to flee. "S-Sorry, I-I-I'll just run and watch!" she yelled, hopping away.
She only made it a few hops before a blue tentacle wrapped around her waist, stopping her in place.
"Not so fast, girly!" the omastar yelled, gripping onto her with elongated tentacles. "You've still gotta pay for hurting my friends with some roughing up!"
She felt the tentacle constrict. Panicking even further, she poured all of her power into her Dizzy Punch and punched with both ears. A bird-shaped shockwave flew out from her punch and crashed into the omastar, knocking him back several steps.
"W-What the!?" he yelled. He began to stumble around dizzily. "… Ohhh, crud…"
Corsola charged forwards and rammed into him. His shell completely shattered, and he was sent sailing into the wall.
Buneary managed to escape from the tentacle that was around her and breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a lot more calm. The feeling didn't last too long, however, as the omastar got up again and ran towards her and Corsola. Without his shell, he was way faster than before.
Calm enough to think straight again, Buneary prepared another Bounce. A huge wave of fatigue hit her all at once, making her fall onto her rear. She cut off her attack and immediately felt relieved. Ugh... nope. Because of all the power she'd been pouring into all of her moves, she didn't have nearly enough stamina to use that... Darn, why did Bounce have to be such a draining move, on top of everything!?
As she got up, she faltered at the approaching pokémon. The urge to run rapidly crept in again, but she shook her head and stood her ground. No… she couldn't! She had to help! She would help!
Corsola coated her body in large icicles and stayed put. The omastar leapt over her and fired a rock straight downwards from his mouth. It slammed into the top of Corsola, shattering all of her ice and making her shriek in pain.
The omastar turned to face her and landed, though he stumbled backwards from dizziness.
Buneary saw her chance. She rushed forwards to punch him in the back. She stumbled on her aching leg and crashed into his blue, tentacle-coated back.
She pulled a face. Eww, it was pretty gross. She yelped as the tentacles began to wrap around her arms and her back. Surprised, she tried to pull away, but they held her in place.
She struggled to try and break free. She stopped when something occurred to her. Instead, she kicked the omastar in the back of his legs. He staggered. "Corsola, hit him!" she called out.
"O-Oh, right! Hitting!" Corsola yelled, sounding like she was on the move.
The omastar stiffened and shouted, "N-No, don't you- Ugh!" Buneary felt a heavy collision against the pokémon's front, sending him stumbling backwards. He flopped onto his belly with a groan.
"Wow~! Quick thinking, Buneary!" Corsola said, clapping joyfully. "A little bit dirty, but if it gets the job done, I won't complain! Wow, and that powered Dizzy Punch, too! Fabulous~"
The tentacles loosened, allowing Buneary to hop off the pokémon. "Th-Thanks…" she replied, smiling bashfully. She let out an utterly relieved sigh and sat down. She was so worn out that she didn't even mind that the floor made her bum a bit wet. "Hooo, I can't believe that all worked out…"
Corsola moved over and sat down in front of her. "You're telling me! How'd you get caught up in such a nasty monster house?"
"Oh, um…" Buneary began to feel a little embarrassed. "I… followed a corsola I thought was you…"
Corsola looked at her in surprise. "Uh… really? Why'd you think it was me? Did she look like me?"
"I… I-I think so? She went along with it when I asked if she was you, so…"
"Huh…" Corsola got up and moved through the room, checking the piles of toasted, unconscious pokémon. Eventually, she came across her lookalike and pulled a face. "… You… really thought this gal looked like me? Really?"
Buneary shivered from her soggy, cold fur. "What's… wrong with that?"
Corsola dragged the other corsola's unconscious body closer to the rabbit. "Uh… she's a… little bit different, I'd like to think."
Buneary checked over the imposter corsola. Now that she was getting a good look at the coral, she noticed a few big differences. Aside from being coated in soot from the explosion, she was slightly chubbier, her eyes were a little further apart with smaller eyelashes, and - though Buneary didn't really want to say it out loud - this girl's chest seemed slightly bigger than Corsola's, too…
Oh, and she also didn't have the lump on her body, where Buneary had accidentally broken off one of her Corsola's horns… which seemed to be growing back on her, thankfully, but still.
"Um… there's a… few differences," Buneary admitted, her small embarrassment turning into rather big embarrassment.
Corsola giggled. "Only a few, huh?" she asked.
"… Okay, a lot."
Corsola gigged again and shook her head. "Well… I guess pokémon of the same species do look real alike, huh? Well, unless they lob off all their fluff, like you did."
"Eheh, I guess so… I had two friends from a village near my home. They weren't related, but when Pichu evolved, I couldn't tell him or Pikachu apart at all!"
"Hah, oh dear, what a pickle. Well, thankfully, there aren't too many repeat pokémon to remember in these parts, so you'll be alright!" She paused. She tapped her chin. "Well… maybe except for sneasels…"
"Sneasels?"
"Yeah, there's a strange amount around Venture Village and other towns, nearby. There's the shopkeepers back in the village… there's the guy who lives in Shaymin Village… the leader of those Team AWD villains. Well, if we're counting weaviles, anyway."
She tapped her chin again in thought before continuing. "And who else…? Oh, 'course! Even the leader of Team Valiant, who's back at the guild. He's a sneasel!" She grinned dreamily. "A rather handsome one at that. Haha~"
Save for an amused huff at the last comment, Buneary frowned, intimidated. "Oh, good Dialga… I think I even knew one back in Wildfire Village. Tricky Sneasel."
"Wow… I guess sneasels sure get around a lot, huh?"
Buneary grinned in amusement. "What do you mean by that?"
Corsola grinned back. "Oh, just that they've got to be common somehow~"
"Teehee, thought so. Cheeky!"
Corsola stuck her tongue out playfully.
Buneary shook her head from amusement. She frowned again as something occurred to her. "Y'know, the cave hasn't shaken for a while. Does that mean Mr. Snorlax and Golurk are done with their fight? It has been over ten minutes since we were with them, after all. If I had to guess, anyway..."
Corsola's face screwed up in thought. "Hmm… dunno. We should heal ourselves and go check, though, shouldn't we?"
"Yeah, I think so."
With that in mind, the girls moved around the room, picking up items and stepping over unconscious pokémon as they did. They were very careful not to step on the explosion trap as they moved around.
After a few minutes of searching, Buneary and Corsola bundled everything useful they had found into the center of the room. They'd found a load of pokécoins, some of which Buneary had shoved into her satchel. They'd found a bunch of oran berries and leppa berries, which they had eaten together to heal their bodies and restore their stamina. Buneary had found her special red gem on the seaweed twins, which had apparently been taken by them at some point. The girls had also found a few other cool things, but with no good bags, they decided to just leave them be.
Honestly, Buneary felt a little guilty for taking what was obviously theirs, but Corsola reassured her that in dungeons, taking things from hostile pokémon was considered fair game. Especially outlaws. Still…
Buneary was about to eat the last of the oran berries, but Corsola stopped her. "Ah, Buneary, no, no! Not that one!" she said, holding out a hand.
Startled, the rabbit dropped it. "Ah! S-Sorry!" she yelped.
Corsola smiled sheepishly. "N-No, it's okay! It's just… you almost ate that oren berry!"
"Um… you mean… 'oran'?"
"Nope. Oren. It's a lookalike thingymabob that doesn't heal you. It just burns in your belly and gives you a chronic bellyache."
Buneary pulled a face. "Yeesh! I'm… glad I didn't eat one earlier, then. Someone else got to it before me, and I saw what it did."
"Really? Wow, you're a lucky lass, Buneary! First time I found a lookalike, I ate it, expecting super vision. Next thing I know, I couldn't see to save my life!"
"Eep! That's really, really not good…"
"No debating that!"
Buneary let a worried sigh escape. She knew for certain she was going to mess up one of these days and eat something just as bad or worse during a vital mission. She just hoped it wouldn't ruin her day too much…
Now mostly healed, Buneary and Corsola were quickly moving through the cave's corridors. If they were lucky, they would be able to group up with Snorlax and Yamask, soon.
"That corsola really took you 'round the houses, huh?" Corsola said, looking around. "It's a good job I'm utterly useless with directions, or I'd've never found ya!"
"Y-Yeah…" Buneary mumbled sheepishly. She hopped over a small puddle. "I sort of wish I hadn't gone with her, now… but I guess she was called Quick Think Corsola for a reason."
"No kidding- Ah!" Corsola clapped her hands together excitedly. "I got it! Do you have a title, or something? If we learn each other's titles, we can nip things in the bud by asking each other for 'em."
Buneary's eyes widened. "Ooh, great idea!" She faltered. "Uh… I mean, I guess I have one…"
Corsola beamed. "Great! Well, I've been called 'Cheerleader Corsola' by my friends, before." She waved her hands like pom-poms as she walked. "No guesses as to why~"
Buneary smiled. "It suits you!"
"Thanks!" Corsola stopped waving her hands. "Your turn! What's your title?"
Buneary's smile faded. "Um… well… everyone in the squad I came from shared the same name as the squad. The Blazing Squad."
"So… you were called Blazing Buneary? That's one cool name, for sure~"
"Eheh, well, everyone had it, so I wasn't too special…" She bit her lip. "Um… I overheard Eevee and Charmander talking one day, though… and they thought I should have a… more 'appropriate' title…"
"Oh, oh?" Corsola asked, sounding very interested.
"Um… 'Wallflower Buneary'…" the rabbit mumbled. She looked off to the side to stare at the large river running along the side of the corridor. "I… don't think anybody else ever called me that, but… I'll never forget."
She expected the air to grow awkward, but Corsola squealed in delight. "Oh, if that's not a cute name, I don't know what is~! They must've thought you were really beautiful, or something~"
Buneary stared at her in confusion. "Er… that's not…"
"Well, whenever I come across a buneary with short fluff, I'll be sure to ask 'are you Wallflower Buneary?' And if the answer's no, I won't fall for their schemes!"
Buneary blinked. Shortly after, she couldn't help but smirk amusedly at Corsola's complete lack of knowing what a wallflower was. "Um… uh… I-I guess so," the rabbit replied.
"Yeah! We'll…" Corsola blinked. She smiled sheepishly. "Okay, um, scratch that. You should... probably ask them what their name is, or they'll just lie and say 'yes, that's me!', won't they?"
"I… think you're right, yeah…" To be honest, Buneary hadn't considered that. Ugh, it was no wonder she had been fooled so easily.
Corsola glanced around while pondering something. "Okay, if either of us meet someone who looks like a copycat… I guess we'd better… um… Oh!" She hopped up and down while pointing at something. "I see him! I see me a Snorlax!"
Buneary gasped and looked in the same direction. Over the river, though a big crevice in the wall nearby, she could see him. Snorlax! "Yeah, you're right!" she cried joyfully. She frowned when she noticed something… off, though. "Why's… he not moving, though? He's just standing there."
"… Yeah, he's still as a statue, ain't he? Did someone freeze him?"
"We, um… should find out. Can I ride you again?"
Corsola giggled suddenly. "Y-Yeah, sure you can 'ride me'. Let's go!" She hopped into the water.
Buneary paused. She smiled awkwardly as she hopped onto Corsola's back. "Er, y-yeah, thanks," she replied with a sheepish chuckle.
When the rabbit was comfortably in position, Corsola set off through the crevice. Once they were through, Buneary recognized the area as the same room they'd been in previously. The one with the giant lake and the few bits of land.
With a better view, she noticed with alarm that Snorlax and Golurk were standing in place in the lake… completely frozen, all fur and skin gray and lifeless. Like stone, almost.
Buneary could only stare. What the heck…?
TO BE CONTINUED!
Finished: 23/05 (May)/2020
Word Count: 9,454
VGS2's sexy notes: Uh oh! What could this mean!? Nothing good, I'm sure!
Oh, by the way… sometime soon (after I've given it a proof read, to embarrass myself less), I'll be posting a sister fic to this one, called Questing For Comrades! It'll have any extra stories that I don't want to put into this one, and it'll be very much canon to this one, too, so please be sure to look out for it!
One of the first chapters that'll be uploaded onto the sister fic will be Yamask's little adventure, fighting Golurk alongside Snorlax and dealing with the shenanigans that follow. It'll have fun stuff that I won't bother to show in the next chappie, as well as all sorts of other stuff... so feel free to check it out, once I get it posted! :D
(Random fun fact I just found out right now, at time of typing: In Fire Emblem: Three Houses... Manuela, the residential 'sexy' lady who's middle-aged, gets drunk a lot and has horrible luck with men… is actually voiced by Ash's old voice actress, Veronica Taylor. Just thought I'd put that image in your head. XD)
Today's shameless promotion: Let's Go RubberChu
Author: J'LoBuizel
Universe: An original world that contains trainers doing trainer stuff.
Main species: A rubber pikachu, a buneary, a pachirisu, a buizel
Summary: All of his life, Pikachu has been shunned from society. He's been beaten down, he's been put to shame, and no one will accept him for who he is. He's... different... from any other pikachu. He can do things other pikachus can't. But, that has caused him nothing but misery. But one faithful day, when he gains the courage to run away from everything, his life will change forever.
Romance: Promising!
Wackiness: A fair amount... but mostly fairly grounded and even quite somber, despite the subject matter!
Lewdness: Very little!
Action: A good amount!
Grittiness: A bit, edging into a fair bit! (Nothing that'll make you lose too much sleep, though!)
Length: Looks to be fairly long in the future!
For anyone who likes sad tales of a gentle guy who eventually finds friendship (and maybe even love!?), it's a sweet little tale to keep track of, I'd say. Go give it some reviewing love! :P
-Massive edit-
Umm... so the author kind of... took the story in a new direction. Yeah... XD I'll amend this, now.
Today's shameless promotion: Metamon (Let's Go RubberChu)
Author: J'LoBuizel
Universe: An original world that isn't Mortal Kombat-ish, I promise
Main species: a rubber pikachu, a buneary, a pachirisu, a buizel, an aura meowth, a psychic pikachu
Summary: [The same as before, so I'll save some space.]
Romance: Still promising!
Wackiness: It's, er... not as grounded as I thought. XD
Lewdness: Still very little!
Action: A good amount!
Grittiness: Promises to be very violent! Nothing especially gritty, but gory? You got it!
Length: Looks to be longer than I thought!
The author sort of decided he likes bloodfests and edge, now, so it's a bit more mature than I once thought! Still enjoyable, though for different reasons than I would've ever imagined. XD What a world.
Mistakes of the day: #1: 'She could also feel Corsola moving back a little.'
(Not really a mistake, but I still fell into the trap of writing 'a little' or 'a bit,' which is in every fic I read these days, I swear. 'She moved back a little. She shivered a little. She ate a little. She died a little.')
#2: 'His fists cackled with electricity.'
(I like to imagine that his fists sound like Gruntilda when they cackle.)
#3: 'Buneary gasped as pure terror filled every vain in her body.'
(Buneary becomes egotistical as I use the wrong word.)
#4: 'Look, she saw Golurk flying through the air, backwards.'
(I changed my mind on what happened during the battle, but still... lel. I hope you do as Buneary tells you to, reader! After all, Golurk's flying in reverse, I guess.)
#5: 'Yamask said, frowning determination.'
(What is this, that goat simulator game called Undertale?)
#6: 'she saw a flat bug pokémon with lads of feathers on its sides.'
(What a bunch of mad lads.)
#7: 'He disappeared into a puddle.'
(What, just a tiny-ass puddle? XD I guess octopi are really good at slipping into tiny places, as long as it's bigger than their beaks, but still.)
#8: 'Ash she staggered backwards,'
("Oh no, not awesome!" *Uses his aura powers to save her, win the league and bang all of his harem at once. All with his pet lucario underarm the entire time*)
#9: "H-Hold him done!"
(That was quick.)
#10: 'Looking, she saw the blue thing with tentacle, who looked annoying.'
(What a rude thing to say about a handicapped helix fossil with just one tentacle!)
#11: 'Buneary let a worrying sigh escape.'
(Her sigh is worrying to hear? Oh dear, she must have a lot on her plate, then.)
Welp, that's all me screw ups for now! Please be sure to stop lurking by dropping me a review, a follow or a favourite, and I'll catch ya next time! Tata for now! c:
