Subject: [PW!] [ATTN: Insanellama, Shard] Onward to HQ
Date: Sunday, September 12, 1999 8:46 AM
Onward to HQ (I am crap at writing story titles)
Some time after finding Mondo's burnt out jeep, the trio of
Murasaki, Kiniro and Sneakers were on their way to HQ
courtesy of the stolen car that Kiniro was now driving.
Kiniro had not specified which HQ they were travelling to,
but Murasaki had assumed it was Celadon. Indeed, Murasaki
was not aware that there *were * any other HQs. Sneakers on
the other hand had kept his mouth shut. This was a free ride
away from the farce that had been the Mt. Moon expedition,
and - affront to his dignity that it may have been - he
could always claim that the two other Rockets had kidnapped
him if he got into trouble for not returning with anything
useful. On the other hand, he could always go with their
story (it was true, after all) and maybe get promoted.
Already the trio had come to some conclusions. The events
that had occurred at Mt. Moon were most puzzling.
(warning, lengthy plot exposition sequence now follows.
Press fast forward now)
Firstly, Murasaki and Kiniro had encountered something odd
in the caverns, which had disguised itself as both of them
in sequence, somehow, and then acting as Murasaki, had tried
to seduce Kiniro. That had been *most* traumatic.
Nextly, somebody, presumably the same person/thing, had
fired at them with a WigglyTuff launcher. Sneakers had
protested that it was not his trainer, Maria. Murasaki had
stripped down to her underclothes as a reaction to being
covered in Pokemon remains, and had caused the other two to
blush and nearly get nosebleeds. That in the context of any
anime, had been doubly traumatic.
Lastly, the trio had come across a burnt out jeep, belonging
to Agent Mondo. That had caused them all, excepting Murasaki
who obviously didn't care about any human on the planet, to
become a trifle upset. But then Kiniro had recalled that
Mondo had somehow lost his jeep. Somebody had stolen it. So
maybe Mondo was alright after all. But the mystery as to who
had been driving the jeep in the first place was not solved,
as there was no trace of human remains anywhere.
Surely nobody, not even a Rocket, could have survived that
kind of explosion?
Kiniro sure as hell didn't know how anyone could have
crawled out of that plot thread alive. But he was trying not
to dwell on it. Instead, he concentrated on the road, or
lack thereof, ahead of him. He cursed as the wheels of the
car found yet another pothole. Possibly one that had been
dug and hastily refilled by one of his own comrades.
"The suspension in this crate is shot all to hell,"
complained Sneakers, as he struggled to keep himself from
falling off the seat. "You guys need some more... shall we
say romantic transport? Why not ask Giovanni for a hot air
balloon, when we get promoted?" he asked slyly.
Kiniro leaned over and casually silenced Sneakers with a
smack on the head. "I thought we asked you to drop that line
of thought. Anyway, we're just coming into Cerulean now.
Keep quiet, and maybe you'll understand what happens next,"
he told the sulking Meowth.
"But... I," put in Sneakers, then was quietened by the hand
that swiftly dove down and snatched him from his seat,
holding him in mid air by the scruff of his neck. This time
however, the hand came from behind his head. Murasaki smiled
as she turned the Meowth around to face her.
"Lady," yelled Sneakers, "If you pick me up like this one
more time, you're gonna regret you ever..." Once again, he
was cut short as Murasaki pulled him over to the back of the
car, clamped his mouth shut and buckled him into her
seatbelt with her. "Happy now?" she asked the Meowth.
Sneakers was too surprised to respond. He didn't know what
to make of being strapped onto the lap of a human, though
the way in which his new position facilitated a view out of
the window somehow made the atmosphere in the car a little
less stifling for him. He decided that it would be perhaps
foolish of him to utter another word. So the three Rocket
agents spent the rest of the journey in silence.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Some time later, Kiniro pulled up beside a stray Pokecentre
in the middle of nowhere. Close by, Murasaki and Sneakers
could make out the entrance to a tunnel, that was hewn into
"Okay you two, get out." Kiniro told them. "There's a secret
Rocket HQ somewhere around here, and we're going to find
"I'm not going in *there*," Murasaki said abruptly, without
making any indication as to where she actually meant. But
the others knew. They had had all too many nightmarish
adventures in dark caverns to ever want to see the inside of
"Don't worry, Kiniro told her, as he opened the car door and
climbed out of his seat. "We're not going in any more caves.
But I hope you like swimming." He smiled at the two other
Swimming? Both Murasaki and Sneakers looked aghast. Neither
of them were all too inclined to take a dip in the ocean, or
even a small rock pool for that matter. Murasaki unhooked
the seatbelt and made to protest. But Kiniro's attention was
focused on Sneakers.
"Right then, smarty-pants." Kiniro addressed the Meowth. "Mr
Sneakers." He mocked the Meowth's feline drawl in a
condescending tone, while still managing to keep up a false
air of respect for superiors. "You're going to tell us how
to get into Cerulean HQ."
Sneakers remained silent, as Murasaki lifted him off her lap
and placed him on the seat next to her, so she could get out
of the car. Murasaki wasn't interested in the macho rivalry
that had presented itself at this juncture. Now she knew why
they hadn't driven to Celadon instead. But she didn't care.
She didn't care for anything that didn't concern her
directly, and now her only concern was how to prevent the
situation from affecting her.
"I'm waiting," said Kiniro to the sulking Meowth. "Are you
going to tell us how to get there, or will we all be doing
time in the kitchens when they catch up with us, for failing
to report to HQ?"
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