I hate being pitied.
The woman at the front desk saw me crying and offered to heal my pokémon entirely for free. As much as I hate taking handouts, she was saving me like ₽600, which is at least a whole pokeball.

Not that I personally agree, but everyone seems to think I’m weak. I’m not weak, I’m broke, and there’s a big difference. TARMANDER
died because that SKRILEX
wanna-be fought dirty. I can fight dirty too.




SKRILEX
doesn’t remember his family anymore. He doesn’t remember how it feels to be loved. His childhood has been robbed from him and I couldn’t be more pleased.

SKRILEX
has bloodlust.
Anywho, I got a text from Leaf telling me to meet him on the road west of Viridian City at noon. I showed up a couple minutes early because I wanna jump him and take his Squirtle
.

Waiting, waiting, waaiiaiiaiii-


I fell right onto the, the uhh, the um…

The tile flooring? Why is there tile flooring in a grass field?


Damnit.

I knew LEAF was about to start with his bird. Don’t ask me how – it’s a trade secret.
Part of what makes me the incredible trainer I am. I remembered watching the first episode
of the anime and how quickly all those sparrows got fried from Ash’s Pikachu
.
I knew exactly who to use. “GO PIKABLUE
!”

Wrong pokéball. I really should start labeling these things.
“You got this, LVL 2 RATT
!”


Poor fucker never stood a chance. Didn’t really have time to get to know him though, so it’s whatever.
REST IN PEACE, LVL 2 RATT
.
The late rattata gave me enough time to frantically open each pokeball and figure out which one was which. A beautiful distraction from a true martyr.
GO, PIKABLUE
!

“THUNDERSHOCK!”

Just like in the movies, PIKABLUE
.
Out came that Squirtle
.
“THUNDERSHOCK again!” I said, praying for a paralysis.

GOD IS REAL AND THIS WAS CHANCE TO SHOW HIM WHAT I’M MADE OF. I WANTED THAT SQUIRTLE
FOR MYSELF AND THIS IS THE PERFECT CHANCE.
I ran onto the battlefield without a second thought. Maybe I should have though, because right as I picked up my grand prize…

My left leg is still numb. Thankfully, LEAF was on his phone and missed the stunt
I tried to pull. I limped back to my trainer position in time before he looked up
and saw his dead Squirtle
.

Hah. It wasn’t luck, moron. The only person who got lucky was you. If I got my hands on your turtle I would’ve been unstoppable.
I wonder if I can buy one with the ₽1000 I got for winning.

POKéMON LEAGUE, here I come!
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