Subject: Re: [PW!] Breeder's Bane
Date: Wed, 24 Jul 2002 13:17:10 -0700
From: "Tech Weaver - A Couple Pikachus Short of a Pokemon"
"Amber Foxwing" wrote in message
> She peered into the living room, wondering where they might have hidden
> gifts. She looked at the boxes on the counter, wondering if possibly she
> might open them, but the element of surprise overcame her curiousity and
> slid over to the door.
> "I wouldn't go in there if I were you," Aerie said drowsily.
> Vixxen froze.
> "Meep! Uh, uh...I was....sent....to get....something from in there!"
> "No you weren't," she yawned, waving Vixxen away.
> Vixxen 'hmphed' and stalked back into the room where everyone else was.
> Rivet had just finished beating up Jason with a perfect score for the
> Jason, controller limp in his hand, was gaping at the screen.
> "How the hell did you do that?!" he cried.
> "You forget, boss man, that I play video games the entire time I'm in the
> Pokeball," Rivet laughed, tossing the control over to Amber again. "Here
> go doll, make 'im happy."
> Before anyone could understand what that meant, the game started again,
> the pair were duking it out. Again.
Meanwhile, Kitsu and Keaton slipped outside, but soon they were back on
their feet again and walking through the forest.
"So why are we out here again?" Keaton asked.
"I thought we should get Vixxen a present," Kitsu explained. "And since we
don't have any money, I figured we'd catch a Pokemon for here."
"But we barely know her," Keaton said. "We don't even know what Pokemon she
"I know," Kitsu replied. "But it's kinda tacky to go to a party without
bringing a present."
"Good point," Keaton agreed.
Suddenly, something green fell from the sky with a shreiking laugh. It
latched onto Keaton's head, knocking him off balance. It cheered loudly as
Keaton crashed to ground, causing it to roll into a bush.
"What was that!?" Kitsu exclaimed.
"I dunno," answered Keaton. "But whatever it is, I'm gonna beat the tar out
The two stalked over to the bush and peered over it. A little ways away was
sparkling, green Eevee laughing like a madman and banging its head
repeatedly against a tree.
"It's a shiny Eevee!" Kitsu exclaimed.
"It's also nuts," Keaton added.
A Pineco dropped from the tree the Eevee was headbutting and bounced off his
head. The Eevee eyed the Pineco for a moment.
"I like you," the Eevee said affectionately, patting the Pineco on the head.
"You're all spikey!"
With that, the Pineco gleefully exploded, sending the Eevee flying into the
tree behind Kitsu and Keaton.
"Let's catch it!" Kitsu announced.
"But that thing's crazy!" Keaton said. "There's no telling what it could
"But it's shiney," Kitsu explained. "Which means it's rare, which means
it's perfect for anyone's collection!"
"Fine, you go and catch it," Keaton said. "I'm not wasting any of my
PokeBalls on it."
"Fine," Kitsu said, taking a PokeBall off her belt. "PokeBall, go!"
The Eevee was immediately captured.
"All right!" Kitsu cheered, immediately scooping up the ball. "I caught it
on the first try!"
The ball immediately opened again, releasing the Eevee within. It stood at
attention with a serious look on its face.
"Gao reporting for duty, sir!" it said with a salute.
"Where'd you get a name like Gao?" Keaton asked.
"I don't know," Gao replied. "I'm gonna make mud pies!"
Gao immediately leapt into the nearest mud puddle and started splashing
"Gao, come here!" Kitsu commanded.
Gao zoomed over to Kitsu, shook all the mud off and stood at attention.
"Yes, sir!" replied Gao.
"You're going to be a birthday present for a friend of ours," Kitsu
explained. "Can you stay in your PokeBall until you're let out tomorrow?"
"YAAAAAYYYYYY!!!" Gao cheered. "I'll do the birthday dance!"
Gao immediately started break dancing.
"I'll take that as a yes," Kitsu said, returning Gao to his PokeBall. "We
got what we came for. Let's go."
To be continued...
[In case you can't tell, Gao is based on G.I.R. from Invader Zim. I love
Chet "Tech" Weaver's Revised Basic Sig
Someday we'll look back on this and LAAAAAAAUGH!
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"Chief Inspector Blancharde knew that this murder would be easy to
solve-despite the fact that the clever killer had apparently dismembered his
victim, run the corpse through a chipper-shredder with some Columbian beans
to throw off the police dogs, and had run the mix through the
industrial-sized coffee maker in the diner owned by Joseph Tilby (the
apparent murder victim)--if only he could figure out who would want a hot
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