From: Squirtle the -insert weekly title- <ricky5687@aol.comSquirtle> Subject: [PW!] Big ___ Al Date: Sunday, July 25, 1999 7:42 PM << "Well then, it looks like Team Rocket should attack in a larger group, eh?" the Rocket said, as 30 Team Rocket members came at Darwin, each carrying each and every supply possibly needed to catch a black Eevee. "HAHAHA! You will never defeat Team Rocket!" said the deranged men and women in black. "Oh yeah?" Eeve said as she released her five pokémon, "Eevee, bite! Vaporeon, hydro pump! Jolteon, thunder! Flareon, fire blast!" The Team Rocket members were bit, soaked, shocked, and fried -- all but one, that is, who was known to all as the...>> guard of guards, who had a power-packing punch that could knock you out faster than a Hitmonchan could. He was Giovanni's long-time bodyguard and friend. "You're...ok? I don't believe it," Eeve said, shocked that someone could actually withstand such a beating. "I'm super, thanks for asking!" said the buff bodyguard, in a very..gay sounding voice, "My name is Al. Giovanni and I were discussing the plans for destroying you the other night in bed, and our first order of business was to catch that priceless black Eevee you have there." *There's no way in hell you're getting me!* Darwin said. Eeve and Darwin ran all over the Pokestock area in hopes of Al losing the track. He trailed perfectly, until Eeve and Darwin ran onto one of the stages, and spoke into the microphone. "Attention all Pokéstock fans! There is a tall, buff man by the name of Al who is from Team Rocket! Please stop him at once!" Eeve said. At most, five people listened to her. Al was slowly getting closer. Suddenly, he was at her side. TBC.. -- Squirtle5687 Sig v11.1s ICQ# - 33797130 http://welcome.to/squirtle http://www.deja.com/~pokecenter "Mews, Meowths, Rockets, Abras and Mt. Moons! Pokeballs and Voltorbs, and me purple Glooms!" - Pikoo's Lucky Chansey's Motto