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| nya_chan | Jun 20 2007, 06:49 PM |
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TeH g00fy admin (I wonder why no one takes me seriously...)
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Chapter 39 The Grunt watched with waining confidence as Absol appeared on the field. The Disaster Pokemon quickly lay waste to his stereotypical team of grunty Pokemon. Duty done, Absol returned to the somewhat spherical red and white object. "Well, it hasn't really been much fun, since it didn't last long, but nice seein' ya nonetheless. Now move it. That was our agreement, wasn't it?" A bit intimidated, the Grunt shuffled out of the way. "Later!" I dashed up the stairs. On the second and final floor, I found Maxie and Tabitha cornering Stephen. I despised the trio, but Stephen was almost a kindred spirit. So, I did the neighborly thing and butted into the non-existent conversation. "Wazzup?" I asked. "Maxie's going to steal all the rocket fuel," said Maxie, still refusing to speak first person. "--And then we'll inject it into MT. CHIMNEY to make it blow up!" concluded Tabitha, creepily enthusiastic. "Wouldn't that be fun?" "Yeah... you two," I pointed to Maxie and Tabitha, "really need to become volcanologists or something along those lines. Do the world a favor." "Maxie doesn't like Star Trek," he murmured. "Vulcan-- If that wasn't such a geeky thing to say, I would call you dimmer than a five watt light bulb, and I don't think they make those. And you," I said, turning to Tabitha, "exploding volcanoes tend to be a bad thing. Ever heard of Pompeii?" "Don't regale me with your tales of 'history'! Your lies don't fool me! There's no such thing!" "Not anymore, anyway," I muttered under my breath. "Hey, Maxie, how 'bout we take these two out together? It'll be cake if we double team 'em!" "Actually, I'm not hungry," voiced Stephen. "Shut up!" shouted everyone else, myself included. "I've dealt with more than enough idiots today and in the past 30-something hours. We end this, right now!" "Word," said Maxie, sending out Mightyena. "Ditto," said Tabitha, sending out Camerupt. Stephen and I released Metang and Mudkip respectively. "It's not even a Metagross yet?!" I exclaimed, exasperated. "It's not my fault!" he replied in kind. "Conflict..." sang Maxie in a falsetto voice. Tabitha nodded sadly. "Die!" yelled Stephen and I in unison. Though we hadn't actually spoken a real command, Mudkip and Metagross wordlessly agreed on using Take Down on the unfortunate pair of Pokemon before us. Undaunted, the Magma heads released two not-very-new "menaces": Crobat and--surprise, surprise--Mightyena. Well, if Maxie and Tabitha were determined to repeat themselves, Stephen and I wouldn't be outdone. Another pair of Take Downs rendered the Magmas' Pokemon unconscious. "Four down, two to go," I muttered to Stephen. He nodded solemnly. "Pathetic, aren't they?" he said. I raised an eyebrow. "You sound like me, and that's a bit frightening," I said, arms spread wide apart to show my interpretation of the size of that "bit." "Kinda hard to get a copyright on a personality, though, i'n' it?" he retorted. I looked at him incredulously. "I think I almost liked you better as a druggie. In fact, right now I wish I had a full, unripped sack of volcanic ash." "It's not that great. Ruins your life, y'know. And my wish is for you to attack." "Well, I want a Ponyta," I snapped back. "I want one too!" exclaimed Tabitha. Everyone looked at her in shock, our momentary distraction causing an awkward silence. The Magma Admin turned the same color of her uniform. "Never mind...." Order somewhat restored (though Stephen and myself had taken to continuing our disagreement by making obnoxious faces at one another), Maxie sent out Camerupt, and Tabitha sent out Golbat. "You would not believe how happy I am that those are your last two Pokemon," I said with a blissful sigh. "Er, well, you can't believe how unhappy Maxie is," the pronoun-challenged Maxie grumbled. After a moment's pause, I responded, "Yeah... you're probably right. I prefer to not see through other's eyes. It makes me feel as though I should be ethical and that I should have a heart." "Somehow I'm not surprised," Stephen said in an undertone. "I do have ears though. I heard that." "Yes. That was the point." I stared at him blankly for a few moments. "I hate you so much," I said in a toneless voice devoid of anything resembling an emotion. "Then we have an agreement?" "Deal." I shifted my gaze to Mudkip, then Camerupt. "You know what to do...." A torrent of water put the fire camel out of its misery, and a Metal Claw from Metang did likewise for the Golbat. "Score one for the Good Guys... again," I said with a barely concealed yawn. "Which means it's still too-high-to-count to zip. Wanna surrender yet?" "Never--!" Tabitha began. Maxie cut her off. "Wait! Uh-- Maybe... being evil isn't all that great," he said. "That is, it's all fun and games until the flying monkeys attack." "What kind of analogy is that?" asked Stephen, wrinkling his nose. "Isn't it obvious? He called you a monkey. I say you give him what-for. I'll make popcorn," I smirked, earning well-deserved glares from both Stephen and Maxie. "Uh, back to the point-- Maybe controlling Team Magma wasn't the best of career choices. So--" he took a deep breath, "I-I'm a changed man. I'm not doing this anymore. It's stupid to think I could so drastically change the world's geography--to think I could control Groudon. Or that I could talk in third person for all eternity." "And yet, strangely, the final point is the one I'm happiest about," I sighed. "Hold up. What was that about Groudon?" Stephen asked, suddenly alarmed. "He set it free, and wouldn't accept the consequences of his actions, so he blamed me," I provided. "I accidentally revived it, foolishly thinking I could control it. Is its new-found freedom an... issue?" Maxie said at the same time, wincing. Stephen narrowed his eyes. Maxie squeaked, and after a momentary total screen blackout, vanished along with Tabitha. "I'll take it that you were going to say yes?" I inquired, slightly intimidated by the threatening demeanor Stephen had acquired. "Indeed. It means all Hell is about to break loose." "Oh," I said quietly. "I hate it when that happens." -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- I love this chapter. XD |
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1:47 AM Nov 27