From: The Lohr's <@voicenet.com> Subject: [PW!] Darn alarm clocks... Date: Thursday, April 15, 1999 6:32 PM I apologize to everyone for being late in my post (even though no one cares anyway), but I didn't get to use the computer for a while. I also apologize to the Anti-Pokewars guy for irking him with another PW! post. Just some advice; if you hate PW! so badly, why don't you go to another pokemon newsgroup without PW! Last time, Mack made it to the pokemon auction in Celadon City, and got his Porygon programmed at the technology show. However, wiped, he crashed in his bed at the end of the day. Quite a few days later... "BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP..." Mack woke with a start, and reached out for the alarm clock. "BEEP BEEP..." He hit the snooze button. Nothing happened. "BEEP BEEP Clefairy! BEEP BEEP..." "What?" Mack groaned. He opened his eyes to see his Clefairy looking out the window at a garbage truck on the street. "AAARG! I hate those things!" Mack got out of bed and walked over to the window. He leaned his head out, since it was open. "Hey, you, garbage man! Yeah, YOU! SHUT THAT TRUCK UP!" Mack screamed. A gruff, burly garbage man glared up at Mack from the street below. "Listen, kid," yelled the garbage man, "no one, not anybody, calls me a garbage man, ya hear! I'M A SANITATION ENGINEER!!!!" The garbage man took a pokeball and threw it straight at Mack's window. The pokeball opened up, and a beam of light poured out which transformed into a Grimer. The Grimer, carried by the momentum of the pokeball it was thrown out of, hurtled toward Mack. "This is no problem..." Mack said, nervously trying to keep his cool. "All right, Clefairy, be prepared to move on my signal!" The Clefairy snapped to attention, ready to face the Grimer. Just as the Grimer was about to reach the window, Mack yelled, "Clefairy, CLOSE THE WINDOW attack, now!" Clefairy closed the window, letting the Grimer splatter on the storm window. "Well, that takes care of that," Mack said. He picked up his backpack and pokeballs and walked out of his room, with Clefairy close behind. "Let's check out of here, shall we?" -about 15-30 minutes later- Mack stormed out of the hotel, muttering angrily to himself. Clefairy nervously followed him. "How was I supposed to know I slept for at least a week. I missed the entire auction! And the hotel bill...grumble grumble..." Mack's grumblings were soon cut off by the screeching of tires as a tie-dye van pulled up in front of Mack. "The hippies!" Mack shouted. "Run for it, Clefairy!" So, with that, Mack and his Clefairy ran for their lives from angry hippies whose van they crashed. Isn't it great to have happy endin... Mack: "SHUT UP!" TBC...(eventually) ---Matt (who apologizes for feeding the troll)