Subject: Re: [PW!] A lesson never to forget (Continued, blame forgetful writer)
Date: Monday, April 12, 2004 8:51 AM
>> By the time the large pile of merchandise had shuffled off, Cass's
>> group had reentered the Pokémon Center and made their way towards Alex
>> "Glad to see everyone made it in one piece," Cass noted. "Any news?"
>> "Roxanne hasn't seen Smasher," Alex quickly explained. "And most of
>> us won
>> Stone Badges."
>> "Yeah," Ben noted nervously. "Nails kinda went ballistic. But I'm
>> going back
>> for a rematch as soon as I get a Poké Ball for Mawile."
>> "So, what now?" Cass asked, taking a seat herself. "Do we split up
>> into two
>> groups? Three? What?"
>> "Let's wait until everyone else is here," Alex suggested. "I don't
>> it'll be that long."
> * * *
> A light fist-meets-table whack hinted to everyone else that someone was
> tired of waiting. Aerie was still unpacking her purchaces and Carol was
> hopefully still in the Rustboro area and would be back soon. The minutes
> that had passed seemed more like days to Ben, especially when he was
> desperate to get a Stone badge. He waited for a few more seconds before
> slipping out of the center.
> As he pushed the large doors of the gym open, he thought about yelling a
> ketchem style, "I'm BACK," but decided against it, considering that
> Roxanne probably wouldn't be happy with him anyway. As he shut the doors
> behind him, he jumped back in surprise as a bunch of kids ran up to him,
> yelling exitedly and pointing to his mawile. Ben quickly hoisted mawile
> up protectedly, and let it clamp onto the back of his jacket.
> "Well...I figured you'd be back, but you came at a bit of a time..."
> Roxanne mutted, with exasperation.
> "But isn't this outside school hours?" Ben asked, trying to remember the
> lesson times at his hometowns small pokeschool.
> "Yeah, but I promised I'd give some of my younger students a practical
> lesson..." Looking at the teens clueless expression, she continued,
> "...a pokemon battle...?"
> Ben lifted a pokeball off his belt and asked, "Why not?"
> Roxanne thought about this, before nodding her head in agreement. "Okay,
> so long as you don't use your Aggron!"
> "Alright," Ben replied, and looked over his shoulder to mawile and
> asked, "How about it buddy?"
> In reply, much to his trainers surprise, mawile jumped off his trainers
> back and ran to the center of the gym's pitch. The pokemons oppolent
> soon appeared too, Roxanne's trademark Nosepass, who was popular amoung
> the students and got loud cheers from the stands.
> Because of the lack of a ref. the gym leader performed the duties,
> projecting her voice to fill the gym, "This will be a one-on-one pokemon
> battle to the knockout, and children OFF the PITCH! Let the battle begin!"
> "Mawile," Ben yelled, "Start this with astonish!"
> Before Roxanne could command the relitively slow rock pokemonshe had
> sent out, Mawile jumped over to it and thrashed around with its jaw,
> startling the pokemon into flinching; gasps coming from the stands.
> "Good one mawile, now quickly, bite it!"
> The order was carried out quickly, and mawile clamped it's jaws around
> the cowering pokemon and bit hard. This woke Nosepass from its stupor
> and without being ordered, smacked mawile with a Mega punch, sending it
> "You started well," Roxanne commented, "But it looks like your mawile
> just can't cut it against my Nosepass. It isn't famous for noth-"
> "Mawile...Iron defence NOW!" Ben interupted urgently.
> The pokemon tensed it body and then recoved, kicking off the wall it
> would and hit and slamming in to it's oppolent with an improvised tackle.
> "Quickly, bite it again! Then vicegrip!" Ben yelled out.
> "Nosepass, Rock Slide it!" Roxanne countered.
> The students on the sideline now had their eyes fixed intently on the
> battle, as mawile dashed in for another Bite attack, once again getting
> the oppolent in it's jaws. Nosepass grappled it off and fired a stream
> of rocks at Mawile, which it dashed under, once again grabbing the
> pokemon. Except this time he wrestled it about in the air, before
> slamming it into the floor of the gym. Ben and Roxanne silently peered
> into the dust, and as it settled it revealed mawile pumping it maw in
> the air, standing next to the nosepass' motionless body.
> "Well, you've proven you're worth, and thanks for giving my students a
> lesson they'll never forget," Roxanne said, pleased. "You deserve this
> stone badge."
> "And thank you," Ben muttered, turning to walk back to the pokemon center.
On their way back to the pokemon center, through the streets of
Rustboro, Ben spotted a pokemart and walked into it. As they walked
thought the door, Mawile dropped off his pirch and exitedly ran to a
case displaying all the models of pokeball the shop had in stock. Mawile
turned and looked longingly at his trainer.
"Hey, hey. No need to bring out the fake tears. I did make a promise,
and besides, you did such a good job back at the gym, you deserve it.
So, which on do you want?"
Mawile looked at all the pokeballs on display, but finally chose the
white and red premier ball, the only one without a price tag. Picking up
mawile and placing him on his shoulder, Ben walked over to counter and
asked the employee, "How much is the premier ball over there?"
"Sorry, but that one's not for sale on it's own," the employee replied,
"Its part of a deal. If you buy 10 pokeballs, you get a free premier ball."
Ben groaned auidiably, but still walked over to a shelf and picked off
ten pokeballs, and something else. Mawile looked in surprise at the six
slot pokebelt in his trainers hands. "I can buy myself things sometimes,
if I want," Ben reasoned as he handed the items to the employee at the
counter. The items were paid for, somewhat grudgingly, as Ben crammed
the new belt and the 10 pokeballs into his bag, then the employee
reached under the counter and handed the premier ball to Ben in a
"So whats so special about these balls anyway?" Ben asked as he tossed
the padded packaging in the bin and held the new ball in his hands.
"Beats me," the employer replied, and rattled off, "Thanks for shopping
at our pokemart, the best place for for all poke-merchandice."
"Right, mawile, are you...sure about this?" Ben was bent down outside
the pokemart, speaking to his mawile, with the premier ball in his
hands. Mawile nodded for the fith time, and so with a deep breath, his
trainer held the pokeball towards the exasperated mawile and tapped the
button. A beam of red light hit mawile, engulfed it, and pulled in into
It rocked once, twice, and a third time before a green light showed that
the capture was succesful.
"WHAAAAAAAAAHAAAAAY!" Ben yelled, scaring many children, "I caught
MAWILE!" The pokemon jumped out of it's pokeball, and trainer and
pokemon conga-ed all the wall back to the pokemon center.