From: Goola2u <goola2u@aol.comREMOVE> Subject: Re: [PW!] Challenging Misty Date: Tuesday, April 27, 1999 7:48 PM >A sliver of sunlight suddenly >pierced the room from the roof, making Misty wince as a figure loomed over >them, sillohuetted by the afternoon sun.... Shard had arrived in Cerulean earlier that day, and got a room in a Hotel, one with a Kabutops on the door, where he stayed until most of the Grimer had worked through his system and his hangover wasn't as bad. Then, he set off to do typical Rocket stuff, like coming in the roof of a gym. "Hey! I just flew in from Cinnabar, and he waiter says... Oops, wrong punchline! Never hire a Slowbro as a cue card boy!" Chuckled Shard from the roof, in his Rocket uniform. "You're still not quite sober, are you?" asked Sneakers. "Grimer takes a while to work it's way through your system, and you were just in the eye of the storm." "Nonsense!" protested Shard. "I'm as sober as a..." Shard fell into the pool before he could finish his sentence. Sneakers just watched the fall. "Ack!" screamed Sneakers as he looked down. "Water water everywhere! This isn't a gym, it's a kitty-cat torture chamber." Misty's ice-cold glare shot up at the feline. "Meowth! You! What are YOU doing up there?" "Um, the name's Sneakers," corrected the feline, "and I've come for a Cascade Badge. Is there a way to challenge you without coming down there?" "Not a chance, Hairball!" snarled Misty. Suddenly, Shard emerged from the pool, getting Misty's full attention. She was NOT happy. "Um, hello, Madame Du Sade, is the Marquis at home?" joked Shard. Misty, unamused, kicked Shard in the teeth, which were conveniently at about the same level as her foot. He fell back into the pool, and barely scrambled over to the shore. "Okay, you wanna play hardball? Prepare for... Oh, forget it, looks like Team Rocket's just going to go dry off again," he said, slinking over to the door. When Misty had turned back to Aislynn had changed into her Rocket uniform. Misty could just stare, awestruck. "I... I..." she gasped. Sneakers took this chance to leap down, landing dryly on his four furry feet. "Now, what were you saying?" he asked. Aislynn, however, looked as shocked as Misty, but soon regained her composure. "I dunno what you're trying to pull, but I'm halting the operation! Knave, where's the..." By this time, however, Shard had vanished. "Well..." said Misty. "I guess you oughta get a badge for that, since you'd almost won anyways."" Misty held out a badge, which Knave grabbed before guiding Aislynn out the door. "Hey!" protested Sneakers. "What about ME?" "You'll have to EARN it, fuzz brain!" thundered Misty. "Four on Four!" TBC... Shard Fields, who'll finish this up tomorrow-ish.