From: Yoda <yoda325344@aol.com.jedi> Subject: [PW!] Homeless Men and Cranky Gym Leaders Date: Thursday, August 12, 1999 5:01 PM [PW!] Homeless Men and Cranky Gym Leaders P:OTPW!.. [PW!] Beware of Pidgeotto Bearing Gifts. Cloud relaxed with Corsair on the roof of the Cinnabar Gym. After seeing some kids surfing up and down the coast, a voice appeared behind them. -===---===--===---===--===---===- Cloud turned his head, to find a 50-something year old man, standing completely still on the roof behind them. He was balding, with his hands behind his back. "Eh, could ye help me, kid?" "What the hell?" he demanded. "Hi. You're prolly asking yerself, why's this guy on a roof suddenly? Well..eh, y'see everytime one of dem kids surfs up and down dat coast, den walks right b'neath this here gym, I find myself transported from strolling along the street to the top o' this here gym. Heck, I can be in the bathroom at home, but all those kids haveta do is step to the shore from surfin' dere, and here I am, on dis God-forsaken roof." Cloud blinked. "You're homeless, aren't you?" "Err..no. But I could use some help. Could ye.. kinda get me offa dis here roof, so I can stop de pain o' being up on dis roof? If have to start begging people to come up and get me, and de gym leader Blaine's gived up on me already.. 'cause if I'm not on de roof I can go back to my house, and I can d--" The man was cut short, as he was shoved off the roof by Cloud himself. "I hate homeless people," he said to himself, as he proceeded to lie back down on the roof. Just then, the door to the gym was thrown open, and the yelling proceeded. Cloud sighed, and got back up. Blaine. He looked over the side, to find the old, angry Cinnabar Island gym leader Blaine yelling at the guy who was on the roof with him. Blaine turned red. He waved his cane at him menacingly. "You're scaring everyone away, you damned idiot! No one wants to come to my gym, because you keeping popping up, scaring the living beejesus outta everyone! Go check into a mental hospital or something, dag nabbit!" Cloud looked down and whispered to himself. "Better shut your hole, Blaine, before I shove a @#*ing pineapple up your old @#*..." "Whatsit? Who said that?!" Blaine questioned. He heard Cloud's remark. He looked around to find whoever said that, still managing to insult the guy, whose name turned out to be Karl. Cloud had had enough. He extended his right hand over the side of the roof. Corsair perched on the gauntlet. # You're lucky I have some 'gifts' left over. It's not often we have this type of fun, Cloud. You should really let yourself go sometimes. # Cloud smirked. With that, the bird released a shower of white bird droppings on top of Blaine's bald head. You can imagine the yelling that went on after that. "I hate old people," Cloud retorted. By the time, Blaine finally realized to look up, all he could see was a Charizard flying off, away from the Cinnabar coast. -===---===--===---===--===---===- TBC? [OOC: This story borrows from the glitch, where you find the old guy sitting on top of the roof in Cinnabar when you surf, then step down right under the gym while not holding the key.] [OOC 2: By the way, this is one of the few comedic stories I'll be posting with Cloud. I just couldn't resist the opportunity to write Blaine in, as well as the glitch.] -- Yoda Site: http://yoda.pagehub.com E-Mail: Grasshopper@hotpop.com, Yajirobi@bigfoot.com ICQ: 31178519 AIM: YodaMonX, Yotenks Quotes: "Yoink!" "It said Win95 or better, so I bought a Mac." "Do. Or do not. There is no try." (Remove .jedi)