From: LordLocke <locke@napanet.net> Subject: [PW!] A (Typical) Dojo Wedding... Date: Wednesday, November 24, 1999 6:45 PM *Sigh* Gads leaned against the wall, dropping the telekenisis he was using on himself. After a moment of cringing, he settled in. "Man... time sure flies. Not..." "Rat... ta" Gnawer resumed chewing on a peice of cheesecake. "Mankey." Monk-chan imitated his trainer's posision against the wall. "All you ever want to do is fight. Sometimes it seems so odd that I trained you. You act more like..." "YAAAAAA!" Suddenly, Andrew joined the pair, sliding down the wall. Yugi and Blaze came running in after, partially in fear for their trainer, partially in fear of what was behind them. A moment later, Snicker, who was still lugging around the Abra David, ran in as well. Mara's voice followed. "Twice in one day? If you can't stop being a pervert, then just stay attached to that wall. It'll save both of us the trouble." Gads looked over at Andrew, giving a sympathy wince. "What happened? You didn't actually do something peverted, did you?" Andrew, who had by that point slid to the ground, groaned in responce. "Uggg... all I did was offer to help her clean up the punch she spilled on herself." Gads chuckled. "One thing you gotta realize about Mara: She HATES dressing up. She's very irritable when she's in a dress, skirt, or high heels. She's pretty sensitive about her feminine side, being that she's as much of a tomboy as any other female dojo member. That's why she almost always just goes around in her gi. And when she's irritated, she's slap-happy. It's probably a good idea to avoid mentioning anything that involved physical contact until the wedding's over, even if it's only an offer to help clean up." "Now you tell me... just in case, how do you avoid getting thrashed?" "Me? I just dance around and taunt her. It makes her madder, and she'll get sloppy. Since she'd kick my ass in a straight-out fight, I gotta make sure that she's making mistakes. Once she gets tired, she'll calm down." Andrew visualized himself doing the same thing. He decided against it when he imagined himself being re-introduced with the wall. "That won't work for me. I'm not a martial artist." "Oh, yeah... well... try complimenting her on something next time she's about to blow. I never tried it myself, but she takes well to compliments in every other situation..." "That's more like it. If I tried dancing around and taunting her like you would, I'd wind up in another city." "At least that would save you the fare for using Pidgeot Express." Gads started laughing. After a moment, Andrew joined in. Both stopped when their respective pains started back up. Gads focused for a moment, and began floating, albut barely, off the ground. Meenwhile, in the main reception area, Mara stalked over to the punch bowl to pour herself another cup of punch. "Jeez, you think you know a guy, then he goes all hentai on you." Mara scowled. Suddenly, someone bumped into Mara from behind. She tried to keep her balance, but failed and went tumbling to the floor, spilling punch all over herself for the second time that day. Robert, who had been the one that bumped into her, scratched the back of his head. "Er, sorry about that." As Mara began to get up, Robert began to help her. "Let... GO!" And with that declaration, Robert followed a trajectory that another had before him, becoming one with the wall, then sliding down. "Looks like Air Mara's right on time... " Gads smirked. "Looks like someone else is beginning to rack up frequent flyer miles as well." Andrew watched as Robert picked himself up. "Geez... why'd she overreact like that? We're both... oh, yeah." Robert remembered that he wasn't in the right body as he saw him... er, herself approach. Rilli knelt down and helped Robert up. "What happened?" Gads answered for Robert. "Mara's in a... touchy mood right now. Specifically, if you're male, and touch her, you go flying. She hates being dressed up. Makes her feel too feminine" "She's worse then Monk-chan." Andrew added, earning a glare from said Mankey. "I know the feeling..." Rilli muttered absent-mindedly. Suddenly, Tup poped in out of nowhere. "Hey, you're Andrew, right?" "Yeah." Andrew got up. "There's two people here to see you. They claim to be your parents." "Hey, mom and dad are here!" Andrew began to head for the enterance, Yugi and Blaze right behind him. Snicker, who was tired from carrying around David, just waved as his trainer left to greet his parents. "Wait up! We'll join you! Come on, Monk-chan, Gnawer!" Monk-chan lept upon Gads's head, and started after Andrew. Gnawer, after finishing it's cheesecake, started running to catch up. Rilli looked over at Robert. "Should we follow?" Robert just started moving, albut slowly. "Yeah. But keep it slow." "To look casual?" "No, to save me pain! That girl really packs a punch..." Robert rubbed where Mara hit him. At the front of the Dojo... "Mom, Dad!" "Son!" Mr.and Mrs O'Reilly approached their son. "How have you been doing?" "I've been great! Two badges, and some new friends." As if on cue, Gads, Monk-chan and Gnawer in tow, caught up to Andrew. "This is Gads." "Hello there." Gads extended his hand, which Mr. Reilly accepted. "Mankey." Monk-chan extended his hand to Mrs. Reilly. "Oh, how cute!" Mrs. Reilly extended her hand, but it was slapped away by Andrew. "DON'T SHAKE HANDS WITH THE MANKEY!" Andrew mentally sighed. 'Just in time...' "Oh, don't be silly..." Mrs. Reilly began to extend her hand again... "Actually, your son's right. He's a little... overzealous with his handshakes." "Like steel-crushing." Andrew added. "Oh." Mrs. Reilly withdrew her hand. As Robert and Rilli arrived, so did Mara, who took a moment to glare at Robert before approaching Gads and Andrew. "There you two are! I've been looking for you! The Wedding's about to start!" "We'd better get moving then. Follow me." Gads lead the guests to the main part of the Dojo, where the wedding was being held... "WAIT!" Samantha dashed down towards the group. "Hey Sam, where have you been?" Mara raised an eyebrow. "Miss Sabrina wanted to speak with me. Also, I think she'd like to speak with you, Gads." "Well, it'll have to wait until after the wedding..." A Short Distance Away... Oz looked over the plans that the Rocket in charge of the assault handed to him. "So... I suit up as a Saffron Gym member, and attack the Dojo?" "Yes. Then, head out to the designated area, and start... "fighting" with the other costumed Rockets. This should get the members of the Dojo and the Saffron Gym to start fighting. The Boss has made two alterations to this plan, though." "What are they?" "One: When the battle's in progress, attempt to steal any rare or valuable Pokemon you see. Since this is the Dojo and Saffron Gym, expect to see lots of these of the Fighting and Psychic types. However, DON'T BLOW YOUR COVER! Two, take this..." The Rocket handed Oz a Pokeball. "And deposit it somewhere in the Dojo while the fighting's going on." "What is it?" "An Electrode. All disguised Rockets will be carrying one. When these blow, they'll destroy the Dojo and the Saffron Gym, and they'll also serve as a signal to ditch the disguises, bring those who are waiting out into the melee, and go on a stealing spree before heading for the hills. Remember, don't engage the members of these organizations unless you have to. Unlike common trainers, all members of these two groups are ALWAYS fighting, and are proficent in some form of self-defence. You can probably beat them with your Pokemon, but all the same, play it safe." "Gotcha." Oz began suiting up for the raid... The Dojo... Tip and Tup were once again assigned to Door Duty. "Guest of the... oh, heya Gads. Guests of the groom, to the left." Gads, Monk-chan, Gnawer, Samantha, Rilli, and Robert headed to the left. "Guests of the bride, to the right." Mara, Andrew, Yugi, Blaze, Snicker, who's carrying David, the seven shorts kids, and the O'Reilly's headed for the right. As Gads took his seat, he spotted his father trying to convince a drunken Solon to let go of the bottle of sake in his hand. Samantha couldn't help but giggle at the scene. "The Best Man's wasted..." Gads shook his head. "I wanna know when he isn't... he takes his Drunken Boxing too seriously." "Drunken Boxing?" "Yeah... the thing is, he's really drunk. The drunker he is, the better he is. Right now, I doubt anyone but Master could touch him... of course, when he's sober, even Tip or Tup can KO him..." Back up front, Marcus finally wrestled the bottle out of Solon's hands. After taking a quick survey of the attendees, to make sure everyone was there, he motioned to the girl at the organ to start playing... Above the Dojo... Cinder smiled. No one was expecting this... just a few more moments.. Outside the Dojo... Oz, with three other disguised Rockets, hunched down. 'This is DANGEROUS! Running into the Dojo dressed like Saffron Gym members...' Suddenly, his communicator blared up. "Wait for my signal." Inside the Dojo... The organist switched peices, now playing the Wedding March. Laura Tifer, in traditional Western bride garb, entered, escorted by none other then Master. The walked down the aisle, the former nervous about the coming union, the latter his usual calm self... Outside the Dojo... The communicator flared up again. "NOW!" Oz took a moment to gather his wits, then charged in after his companions into the Dojo... TBC? It better be... ^_^ (OOC: Sorry it's so late, but I've been swimming in a sea of blue... blue screens, that is...But finally, the stage is set... the flag's coming down...) From your friendly, neighborhood LORDLOCKE