La Casa De Ultra

"dude, they're just fangirls, they won't kill you." karas said to Daniel. "...since when has blue had so many fangirls?" oni asked karas, "I'm wondering that myself, oni."

 

"Well, I wouldn't say that Karas..." Trilroy said, looking over at his shoulder for any fan girls.

One of the obsessed women of Gary's stared back at him, her eyes glaring in a ferocious assualt on his psyche. Gulping, Trilroy turned back around and stared down at his juice.

"I am afraid of no man...but women do scare me..."

 

Joe blinked a few times, and dashed back to his seat.

"Whaddabout Twilight? Horrible movie, but I hear books are nice. By the way, you would be attracted to Gary if you were a girl. I promise. I swear he's got some sorta hypnotism."

Joe stared at Gray for a second, focusing.
Hypnotism... I think there's something up with this guy...

 

sennyo pretty much walked into the cafe at the completly wrong time, people were talking about Twilight, Fangirls and it seem that Joe was either madly in-love like many of the fans or charmed by Gary or one of his Pokemon. Deciding to not care he pulled up a chair next to gary (or as close as possible due to fans begin in the way) and ordered a nice cold filtered glass of water from the sea of tranquility

 

I walked into the strange building. I saw the place was lively, very lively. There was action and excitement everywhere. There were even a couple of things going on that I would like to get in on, like the discussion I was overhearing about Twilight and fangirls, and the four-girl striptease that was occurring over at the bar.

However, I was tired. So very tired.

I walked up to the reception desk, avoiding people and puddles and flying tankards of beer. There was a man with a strange mustache manning the desk.

"Hey," I greeted him. "Have you-"

"-got a place to stay?" the man finished my sentence for me. "Certainly. Here's a key, up the stairs and first door on the left."

"Awesome." I took the key. "How much is that?"

"Nothing." The man smiled, and then slipped out the door behind the desk before I could argue with him. I shook my head, but I climbed the stairs to my room.

I just wanted to rest.

 

Dianne had been attracted to the smells of food wafting from windows of La Casa, but she almost turned around and left when she saw the commotion within. Restaurants-- which was what she had assumed La Casa was, at first-- should set the people at their tables, with enough food to keep them quiet. But, this place must be just another low-class bar, Dianne concluded. Undressing girls and drunk trainers were the least of what Dianne wanted to deal with.

Not that she disliked any of the specific people, but if she hung around, she knew from experience that she would end up arguing and then fighting with several of them.

Dianne covered the eyes of the Cyndaquil on her shoulder, and turned to exit the building; however, she was halted by a gentle tap on her shoulder. "There's more room in that direction, miss," said a portly man, waving his hand toward a durable-looking glass double doorway under the staircase. "It's not quite so boisterous there, and you won't have to worry about shielding Ray's young eyes." He smiled, before melting into the surrounding people.

Dianne blinked a few times, wondering how the strange man had known her Cyndaquil's name, and trying futilely to catch sight of him again. However, he was nowhere to be found, so Dianne contented herself by moving into the side room he had indicated.

This room was decorated more freely than the main room, though that wasn't saying much; the circular tables were draped with simple tablecloths, and there was a small potted plant growing in a windowsill. Dianne took her hand off of Ray's eyes, satisfied that she could let him frolic a bit without danger of seeing anything inappropriate.

Dianne sighed. Was one dinky Cyndaquil really enough to keep her from a life of all-night parties, attractive boys, and glorious drink? Apparently so.

Selecting a seat by the lonely-looking plant, Dianne absently watched Ray run around in circles, weaving under chairs and tables, as a waitress left a cup of hot chocolate on Dianne's table before going back into the cacophonous main room.

 

"...ok oni, we gotta end this madness." karas said to oni, "how?" asked oni, "throw a shadow ball at blue." commanded karas, "protector, won't they kick us out if I do that?" asked oni, "...good point...what to do..." replied karas

(btw, oni calling karas "protector" is a reference to one of the few animes I like)

 

Daniel crawled out from under the table. "It looks like Raiguy wasn't under there." He continued to look around for his Raichu. "Raiguy, if you keep on running around like that, he's gonna crash into somthing."

Raiguy had found another small mouse Pokemon running under the tables, and had gotten the idea that they were in some sort of race.

Daniel looked around. "Is this a strip-bar? I thought it was a restaurant a few minutes ago." Daniel sat back down. "Yannow, I'm pretty sure this is illegal. I mean what with the underaged drinking and stripping," Daniel said to Rex, "Do you think we should call the cops?"

 

"...maybe...but then again if blue is arrested, who well be the leader for the viridian city gym?" asked karas, "call the cops...please." said oni from the bottom of a group of fangirls who had trampled him. "...I'll use my phone." said karas "...OK WHICH ONE OF YOU F------ FANGIRLS STOLE MY CELL PHONE."

 

Joe laughed at the conversation behind him.

"Sorry, Karas/Rex, right here." He held up a cellphone. "Clepto instincts kicked in. No signal here, by the way."

 

(my person is karas in here)karas run over to joe, took his cellphone back and said "your lucky that I know the rules of this place or a would kick your @$$!", went back to his seat and tried to push the fangirls off of oni. "...wait a second oni, your a ghost, couldn't you just go through the seat?" karas asked oni, "...I didn't try that...thanks for the advice protector." said oni as he went into the seat and reappeared next to the crowd "why didn't I think of that." wondered oni.

 

"You speak Pokemon too?" Daniel said to Karas, "Cool."

 

"no, he talks to me using telepathy." karas said to daniel.

 

"This is so not my speed..." Trilroy said to himself, dodging flying drinks and staring and 'telepathic' pokemon supposedly communicating with thier trainers. "Bartender, get me a chaser...extra chase."

"Coming up!" The bartender called out from the other end of the counter.

A whirling scrape that always accompanied sliding drinks filled the air, and casually Trilroy caught the drink mid-travel. Picking it up and getting up from his seat, he headed towards the 'quiet' room. Passing his Hitmonchan on the way over there, the two nodded at eachother calmly.

"You go easy on that stuff Duke." Trilroy said to him.

Duke nodded in reply, as if to say 'You too.' Obliging, Trilroy entered into the quiet room, and noticed the subtle yet charming drapery and furniture. A trainer and her cyndaquil caught his eye and, still wanting company but not LOUD company, he walked over to her. Pulling up a chair from the table she sat at, he took his seat, and smiled at the new aquaintance.

"Hi, my name's Trilroy, and this..." He said to her, puting two finger in his mouth to whistle, "...is Switch."

Sending out the call, his bug heard him in the other room. The Heracross took flight and flew over the crowd of people. Swiftly entering the room, it landed right in front of the girl. Trilroy motioned with his hand, and the bug politely bowed to her. Then, turning its attention to the cyndaquil, held out its hand.​

 

"man, I hope that when blue leaves, he will take his fangirls with him!" said karas, as he dodged several objects inculding a book, a rock and a glass eye, "god, it's like hanging out with the jonas brothers!"

 

Dianne was sipping her hot chocolate calmly when Trilroy entered. At first, she was tempted to take the cup and leave, before she realized that this was clearly not a loud person.

He introduced himself, and Dianne nodded politely. Her interest in the boy was minimal, until he called in his Pokemon-- everything's better with Pokemon, after all. Trilroy having proved his worth, Dianne smiled and sat back casually in her chair. "I'm Dianne," she said, "And that's Ray."

At the sight of Switch, Ray had come scampering out from underneath the table, and watched the Heracross avidly. He'd always thought that bugs were weird, with their crunchy skin and giant eyes, and this one was no exception. But this one, this one was big. Chittering excitedly, he mimicked Switch's bow, then stood on his tiptoes to give the Heracross an awkward handshake.

"So, doing business here, or just passing through?" Dianne asked, in an attempt to start up conversation.

 

Leaning back in his chair, sipping the Chaser the bartneder gave him, he mimiced her posture. "Little of both. Can't say I came here on purpose. Just heard the music and saw the lights, and I walked right in. Needless to say, the others followed suit, and the place has been wild ever since."

Switch could see the intrigue in Ray's eyes, and so he began to act in his usual silly self. Getting into awkward positions, the fighting bug did it all to impress the little fire pokemon. He stood upside on his horn. He flew all around the room (carefully) and landed right in front of him in a purposely boastful pose. He even tried to balance a few dishes, which were unfortunately placed on the wrong tables at the wrong time. This last stunt however did not work out so well. Slipping on the carpet below him, Switch fell backwards, the clay plates smacking down all around him.

Rubbing his face, Trilroy just looked away from the sight and back at Dianne. "Eh, so, what brings you here?"

 

"Aah, so you led all those rowdy kids here!" Dianne replied, laughing. "Remind me to avoid trying to eat at the same time as your posse again." Dianne's tone was joking, her mood having been lightened considerably by evidence that, despite what she said, she had managed to find at least one intelligent person within the crowd.

"But anyway, nothing specific here, either," Dianne replied, returning to the original subject matter. "Wanted food, found a restaurant; pretty normal progression. Not a normal place, though..."

Ray watched, fascinated, as Switch showed off his talents. The headstand-- or hornstand-- was especially impressive. Squeaking and clapping his hands, Ray tried to imitate the feat, but ended up doing weak somersaults as he fell over immediately after standing.

The sound of the plates falling made Ray jump; he was sure that at least one of them would shatter. When it became clear that the plates were more durable than they looked, Ray let out a large breath. Squeaking apologetically, he began stacking plates on the ground, not realizing that he'd have to ask for help to get them back to the tables.

He didn't blame Switch, though; the thought never crossed his mind. It was just an accident.

Dianne pointedly ignored the whole mess, never hesitating in her conversation.

 

Sennyo wasnt relly sure what was going on now. at first it seem like a normal conversation... then it got wierd.

it wasnt a fight that was going on, yet the guest here were acting like the crowd of a football match, or a cinmera showing he once went to.

in an attempt to have anthor civilized convosation. Sennyo shouted out the words at the top of his Voice so most in the room could here "ANY ONE GOT ANY GOOD STORY TO TELL THEN?

 

Gary stood up. "I have a story to tell!" he said, and all of his cheerleaders stood with him admiring him and singing several cheerleadeing phrases in a somewhat seducing manner.
"It was some time ago... I had just evolved Eevee into Umbreon..."
Gary recalled back to a long time ago.
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Gary was battling a trainer known as Chuck Norris who claimed to be a Texas Ranger. Chuck Norris also claimed to be invincible- being just too awesome, Gary challenged Chuck to a battle.
"Gary, Gary, he's our man, if he can't do it, no-one can!" cheered his cheerleaders.
"Well, in the eyes of a ranger, women don't have men- men have women." said Chuck Norris, and the cheerleaders and Gary looked confused and decided to ignore this.
"GO! UMBREON!" and Gary sent out Umbreon.
"Time to shine, HitmonNorris!" and Chuck sent out this Pokemon that Gary had never heard.
"WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?!" said Gary in anger. Chuck Norris simply looked at Gary.
"That's HitmonNorris, a new Pokemon created by me. Because I'm Chuck Norris, and I can do that." said Chuck. HitmonNorris looked like HitmonChan, but with cowboy clothing, a manly beard and more facial features of Chuck Norris himself. "HitmonChan is from Jackie Chan... HitmonLee is from Bruce Lee... and HitmonNorris, from Chuck Norris. Now then, HitmonNorris, use Roundhouse Kick!" HitmonNorris stood up to Umbreon, and did a bad-ass Roundhouse Kick, sending Umbreon flying. When Umbreon returned to the ground with a thud, it looked as if it was about to faint.
"Umbreon! Use Confuse Ray! Quick!" Umbreon used Confuse Ray on HitmonNorris.
"I see what you did there." said Chuck Norris. "But HitmonNorris cannot be confused. USE ROUNDHOUSE KICK AGAIN!" HitmonNorris did such, but then Gary commanded Umbreon to use Quick Attack.
HitmonNorris was knocked to the ground, and when it was about to get up, Umbreon leapt on it, like it was about to tear HitmonNorris to pieces.
"Gary, Gary, he's the best, he does it better than the rest!" said the Cheerleaders.
"UMBREON! USE MEAN LOOK!" Umbreon looked at HitmonNorris in a very mean manner, and HitmonNorris looked quite scared, and didn't move. "Now Umbreon, use 'Super-bad-ass-attack-which-kills-anything!'" Umbreon did something that cannot be described, and HitmonNorris let out a very painful cry, and light burst from it, blinding everybody. When everybody could see again, they noticed HitmonNorris was no more. "YEAH! I DEFEATED A NEW SPECIES OF POKEMON! AND IT'S NEVER COMING BACK!" Gary was so awesome he could do that.
"YOU IDIOT!" said Chuck. "that was the only species of HitmonNorris in the world! and you destroyed it!" but Gary did not care, and then he made his way to Blackthorn City to get his 8th Johto Badge.
Message of the story: Gary Oak is better than Chuck Norris.
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Gary had finished telling the story, and the entire bar ws still silent, until everybody started clapping.
"Now, who else has a story to tell?" said Gary.