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Pokemon: Trainers

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Part 2: Argh…

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Bob sat in a padded seat, staring at the sight of Jim haggling with a Pidgeotto breeder.

"No, I told you, we only have 23 dollars and 37 cents! NOT 25! Can’t you just let the difference go?"

The man shook his head. "No, man, I need to feed my kid…"

"It’s a bloody dollar and 63 cent difference!! That can’t even buy a #$#$##$ cheeseburger!"

"Actually, yes, it can…"

"I DON’T CARE! WE NEED TO GET TO INDIGO!"

"Listen, man, why don’t you back off, or I’ll have to get medieval on yer—"

"UGH!" Jim stalked off. "Come on, Bob, we need to find a dollar and 63 cents."

"No problem. What do we sell?"

"Um… how many spare Pokeballs do you have?"

"Three."

"I’ve got 35. Ok. I can sell 1." They walked into a store. The door made a pleasant chime as it opened. Jim approached the cashier. "Ok, how much can I get for this Pokeball?"

"Is it used?"

"No. Look, the seal is still on."

"3 dollars."

"Deal." They walked out and went back to the Pidgeotto breeder. "Ok, here. Send us to Indigo."

"Thanks, man. Follow me." They exited the shop through the back door and found a fenced-off yard. The man drew out a ball and threw it into the center. A huge Pidgeotto came out, and the man stuck a saddle on. "Ok, man, get on."

"Um, there’s no seatbelts?"

"No, man. Why would there be?"

"No reason. Got duct tape?"

"Of course, man." The two trainers got on and the man taped them up. "Have a safe trip, man."

"No problem."

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Bob was looking down. They were about a mile up into the air, and the buildings looked like little ants. Bob pulled out a camera and took out a blank roll of film. He dropped it. "Oops…"

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Todd watched closely as two Bulbasaurs approached each other. Licking his lips, he raised the camera.

* Thunk *

Later, 2 Bulbasaurs found an unconscious photographer and ate his camera.

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"Did you drop something? Why did you say ‘Oops?’"

"No reason. I just felt like saying it."

"No problem. We’re there." They got off and the Pidgeotto flew away.

"Cool…"

"Yep." They strolled in.

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"Sorry, it’s too late to register…" A receptionist said this without looking up from her fashion magazine.

"Er, actually, we’re here to watch the battles…"

"Too late for that, too. Just watch it on television."

"No, we came all this way just to see this."

"Oh, I’m SO sorry." After reading for a few seconds, she looked up. "Are you still here?" They turned and left.

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Jim was struggling up the side of the building, a rope tied to his waist. On the other end was Bob, who was reading a magazine. They were about 100 feet up so far, and had around 150 left to go. Jim gritted his teeth. ‘I can’t believe that Mom made me bring him along…’

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KIDS! Don’t climb up 250-feet high walls without special permission and equipment. Jim and Bob are specially trained climbing technicians that have special talents that you lack. So don’t do it. Really. Unless, of course, you want to.

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Jim pulled himself up, then turned, planted his feet, and pulled Bob up. "Having fun?" he asked sarcastically.

"Actually, yes! Can we do that again?" Jim grunted and turned away. He went to the other side of the roof and pulled out a pair of binoculars.

"Hmmm… no fights yet, just the pre-show…" Bob pulled out his own and took a look. 300 Pikachus were putting on a tumbling and acrobatic display. Above them was a blimp with an electronic video display. It flashed the following: "Brock’s PokeMunchies: The Right Stuff For Your Pokemon. Endorsed by famous trainers Ash Ketchum and Misty." They both put down the binoculars and sighed. Then Bob pulled out his television.

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"—looks like Ash is the favorite for today’s battle. Now, we’ll cut to Professor Oak in his laboratory, where he’ll talk about something integral to today’s battle…"

END PART TWO