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Mike quickly surveyed the opposition, taking note of Sherri's Lanturn and Flygon. That fish looks kinda like the Pokemon Sasha had. He though back to her Chinchou, Light Bulb was it? Looks like a water type, He shrugged. simple enough. He turned to the Flygon, he definitely knew those. A mix of envy and fright decorated his gaze. Flygon are Dragon and Ground, that makes Beacon practically useless, even with his TM moves. He laughed at the thought of Tackle being his most effective move against the Dragon. I guess that's where P.B. comes in...

"Volty, Stockpile!" Sherri ordered, apparently anxious to start. "Goggles, use Faint Attack on the...Grass Pokemon!"

Good, she doesn't know about Portabello's dual type. Mike smirked, glad to have at least a momentary advantage.

As the Flygon vanished into thin air, the Breloom went into immediate alert mode, sliding his leg to the side and raising his claws. Wordlessly he stood still, closing his eyes. The air around him wavered, a shadow appeared right on top of him. His heart spiked as he felt the Dragon's presence behind him, practically breathing up his frill. Portabello whipped around to meet his foe, but was caught in the leg by the unavoidable strike. The Breloom launched his claw forward, hitting nothing but air, as Flygon had disappeared as fast as it arrived. The attack hit, but not hard, the Fighting nature of him helped soften the blow.

Quick, when he reappears launch a Leech Seed! Mike commanded, already wary of Sherri's Flygon.

As if on cue, the Mystic Pokemon warped back to his starting position. Before he had fully materialized, Portabello rolled his tongue into a tube. spitting a dozen or so seeds at it. Flygon, not expecting to be attacked so soon, was unprepared and hit by all of them, the vines entangling it and sapping some energy back to the Breloom.

Beacon attempted to mimic Portabello, sticking his tongue out. Instead of seeds, spit was fired at a dangerous speed, causing a whole centimeter of the ground to turn to mud. Ooh, how frightening!

Mike giggled, feeling his Ampharos' personality start to take over as he issued the command. "Okay!" He wiggled his hips, winking at Sherri, who gave him the most flabbergasted look. "Use your Thunderbolt on that fishy!"

"Whoop!" Beacon rather liked his trainer when he acted like this, as he happily prepared and loosed a charged electrical blast at the Lanturn.

The girl only smirked as the Thunderbolt was absorbed into the Light Pokemon's body, doing no damage whatsoever. "Looks like you forgot about Volty's dual type Water and Lightning." He wagged her finger, giddy with her now glaring advantage.

Dear irony, I hate you. Hugs and kisses, Mike.

Ludicolo slid his feet across the sand once more, this time actually battling against Kilik's Flareon. The command of 'Smooth Moves Style' had been issued, and the Pokemon was smart enough to know exactly which attack to use. Since they were fighting on the beach, it didn't take long before a massive wave came up out of the water. Kilik looked over his shoulder and made a mad dash further inland, getting off the sands and into the outskirts of Fuchisa.

Flareon wasn't so lucky. He was struck, hard, by the Surf and was sent into a large rock located on the beach. He let out a painful howl and landed into the sand, standing up slowly as the water retreated. "Flareon! Use Bite!" Kilik called. The fox nodded, making a dash towards Ludicolo with his head reared back. A pair of fangs sunk themselves into the dancing Pokemon's arm.

He let out a whimper, then began to flail his arm rapidly to remove his fox opponent. However, when Flareon failed leave him, he clenched his other hand into a fist.

Kilik ran back onto the beach, digging his foot into the soft mud and slicing the air with his arm. "Hard Rock Style!" he called, pulling his arm back and playing an air guitar. Complying with his trainer's command, Ludicolo swung his fist into Flareon's jaw in a close range Astonish. His fangs ripped from the target and he was sent into the sand with a bit of a slide. A trench was left in his wake. Flareon stood up slowly and barked at his sparring partner.

Mike crossed his arms, he wore a serious expression. Portabello, use that move Norman gave you, Facade! Its power should be upped now that you're under Paralysis, not to mention your Bulk Up!

A light bulb went off in the Breloom's head, suddenly his Master's plan made sense. Yes, as you wish! He replied, moving into an offensive stance, he had to wait for the right moment.

"Goggles, use Dragon Claw on that walking mushroom!" Sherri yelled out, then commanding Volty to use Take Down on the same target.

The Flygon flapped its diamond shaped wings, swooping down with Portabello in his sights, his claws shining in the afternoon sun. The Breloom stood his ground, waiting as the Dragon got closer. Goggles growled as his hands moved back, leaving his face unguarded. Seconds before impact, Portabello, jumped into the air launching himself forward and thrusting his clawed hand right at the Flygon's forehead. Coupled with Facade's natural boost in power due to the Breloom's status affliction, his recent Bulk Up, and his already stellar Attack stat, the damage was enormous. Goggles' Dragon Claw powered down as he was was slammed into the ground, his face grinding against the gravel. Portabello landed softly, then fell to his knees. The attack was a huge strain on his body, and if it weren't for the Paralysis he would have been able to dodge Volty's high speed tackle. It was too much, and the Pokemon dropped to the ground. I hope I could be of assistance...Master. With that, the honorable Pokemon fainted, and was shortly recalled back.

The word 'wow' was all Mike could muster himself to say, Portabello's attack was amazing! He was really kicking himself for neglecting him this long.

Goggles struggled to get up, his face all cut up and bruised. He was weak, but had just enough left to do one or two more attacks. At least he thought so, as the last bit of his health was yanked from him, traveling over to Beacon, healing him up a bit.

"Holy crap!" Sherri shrieked, recalling the Flygon. "That was so strong! Did you have that planned from the beginning?" She looked at him with those hopeful eyes again, awaiting an answer.

"Uh..." He stammered. "Yeah! Totally! Completely even!" Mike laughed, nervously scratching the back of his head. "Anywy, Beacon, how about a...nother Brick Break?" The boy shrugged, looking at his confused Pokemon.

The Ampharos looked saddened. "No zappy?"

"No zappy." Mike replied.

"Nyoro...." Rejected, Beacon swung his arm forward, slapping Volty across the face in a rather comical manner. The Lanturn looked insulted, retaliating with Water Gun directed at the Electric Pokemon's face. Now it was Beacon's turn to be angry. With a pained cry, the Ampharos tackled Volty, slapping his around. The two traded blows in a chaotic melee, both trainers yelling orders that fell on deaf ears.

The ball burst open, revealing the strangely shaped Pokemon. The same goofy expression lay on his face as always. Weezing spun around quickly to look at Kilik, then gave him a massive lick to his face. Kilik shuddered, feeling the disgusting saliva on his cheek. Wiping it onto his gloved hand, and then onto Weezing's face, he nodded. "You'll be battling against Ludicolo, okay?" he said, "You've got the advantage because you're a Poison-type." Weezing nodded, turning to face his opponent. However, he was suddenly twirled around by something and forced to look into Kilik's eyes. "I'm not done," Kilik said, "You've got to---" He was cut off by another nod from Weezing, who against spun to look at Ludicolo. "No!" he grabbed Weezing and turned him again, however it was a bit too sharp and forceful of a turn.

Kilik's lips pressed against those of his Weezing. The boy could feel vomit rising up into his throat. He quickly pushed the Poison-type away, gagging and clutching his throat. Weezing blushed madly, then began to spew out hearts. He whistled a small song and then twirled around happily.

"I wasn't aware you and Weezing were like that!" called a voice.

Now that Dante had gotten off of his phone Linalee decided it would be a good time to make conversation. "So I like the new hair look." She said genuinely liking the white even though his hair and been cool before. "What are you going to do now that you're stuck in that bed?" she asked.

"All right then!" Brock stated as the two took opposite sides of the arena. "How does a two pokemon battle, no switching or items sound to you?" He asked the challenger as his hands absent mindedly went to the two pokeballs on his belt.

Mag awoke at mid-morning the next day. He went lazily over to the cafeteria and had a breakfast of waffles with peanutbutter and maple syrup on top as well as some milk. Once finished he made his way into the lobby to find an obnoxious girl chatting about turning a gold nugget into jewelry or some such nonsense while her two companions, another girl of around the same age and a boy also similar in age, were looking away in slight embarassment.