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Pokemon: Trainers

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Part 5.5: Jim and Bob go to Pokemon Tech

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This episode of Trainers is very strange. It is completely understandable by anyone who doesn’t understand the rest of the series. Namely, anyone who’s sane. This means that I don’t understand what I’m writing. I’m kidding. Actually, I don’t know if I am. It never occurred to me to check.

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Jim stared at the receptionist. "I have to wear a uniform?"

She nodded. "All students of Pokemon Tech have to wear uniforms. This is a VERY exclusive school."

"…" He turned to Bob. "Sure we want to go through with this?"

"Yeah, sure."

They took their uniforms and walked off.

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The teacher looked up. "James Corben?"

Jim raised his hand. "Here."

"Robert Corben?"

"…" Bob was slumped onto his desk and snoring.

"Does anybody know Robert Corben?" The teacher looked around.

Jim elbowed Bob. "Hey, raise your hand!"

"…Here..glkz…"

"Very well. Let’s continue our lesson for today. Jim, at what level does a Psyduck evolve?"

"…I don’t know…" He turned as a collective gasp rose from the rest of the class. "What’s your problem?" He said.

A boy spoke up. "How could you not?"

"What do you mean?"

"Everybody knows that! Are you stupid or something?"

"Yeah, but how will this affect me?"

The teacher glared. "What if, one day, you are raising a Psyduck?"

"I don’t plan on it."

"You never know."

"No. Trust me. I don’t plan on it."

"…"

"What?"

"Class…take James here out and teach him some facts."

A boy walked up. "Get up."

Jim glared. "The hell I will!" He glanced around at the circle of students around him. "What are you, dense? I’m not going anywhere!"

A girl whispered to another next to her. "What do we do now? No one has ever refused to get up before!"

"I don’t know. Linda and Chris will take care of it…" They watched as a pair of students walked out.

Chris glared at Jim. "Follow us."

"I already said no! Who the #$#* do you think you are, the #$&*#) Gestapo?"

Linda spoke up. "I think you’re afraid…"

"The hell I am. If I were truly afraid of you, wouldn’t I LISTEN to you? Get a clue."

"No. You’re just a stupid little idiot who knows nothing about Pokemon…"

Jim got up. "That's it. No one disses my Pokemon. Let's go."

Waving to the teacher, the class silently filed out.

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Linda eyed Jim warily. "What Pokemon do you have?"

He pulled a handful out of his backpack. "A bunch, but I use a Ditto."

"Are you kidding?!"

"Of course not. Chances are he's more intelligent than you are." He tilted his head. "When do we start?"

"Now." Linda pulled out a ball and pointed it toward the center. It flashed as a beam of light shot and formed into a Machamp. "Let's see you beat this!"

Jim frowned. "You're kidding…" He sent his Ditto to the center.

Linda smiled. "Machamp--Attack!"

Jim gestured. "Ditto--Mew!" Ditto's form twisted and formed into a Mew. "Psychic!"

"Hah! This Machamp is specially conditioned against psychic attacks! Submission!" Then she noticed that her Machamp was writing on the ground. "What the hell?!"

"Damn, I thought you were smart…Since a Ditto can change it's form, all it has to do to increase the power of it's psychic attack is enlarge the left side of it's brain!"

"…" She retrieved the Machamp. "…Jeez, that sucks."

Jim turned. "Anybody else want to try?"

Chris stepped up. "Yeah, me." He pulled out his ball. "Let's see if that brain crap can beat an Alakazam!" He cackled triumphantly.

Jim stared. "Ditto, turn into me." The Ditto did so. "Run over there and drop-kick that thing." It did that, too. "Damn, this school is for losers. Come on, Bob." They walked off, leaving two crying students and an angry mob.

END PART 5.5