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HarleyScarow (ContestShipping)

Episode 4: Lazy May!

Nighttime has arrived, with the silvery moon glistering over the peaceful and calm area of Maple Town, when May is in professor Sap and her husband, Syrus's house relaxing after a day of doing absolutely nothing but devouring plate after plate of food. The streets still had people, but not a crowded amount, and the sound of petit Pokemon such as Rattata, Sentret, and Zigzagoon were still heard as trainers stayed out and played with training.

In the wooden, but sturdy house that May, Sap, and Syrus were in, May was still gobbling down more food, this time eating two cheeseburgers that Syrus cooked for her with lasting patience, as he has done so for her throughout the day without a word of complaint. May wiped her mouth with a table tissue. "That was sure good! Can I get another double-cheeseburgers? I love the way that you cook and I wish that I can get as much as I want."

"You're going to get a tummyache if you keep eating your food at that rate, May," warned Sap with a voice showing that she cared. "Maybe you should chew all of your food before you eat, like normal people- it makes the food tastier and easier to digest."

May shrugged her shoulders. "Nah. I don't feel like it. Food never gives me a tummysche," she finished another plate. "Can I get another one?"

The doorbell suddenly rang, alerting Sap. "I wonder who it is? I'll get it for you," she approached the door and opened it with a wooden creek. "Oh hi."

It was Drew, with a serious yet negative look on his face after what happened to him earlier. "Yep, it's me, Drew," he walked inside the house, closing the lodge door as he did so and sitting down on one of the seats on the dinner table. "So what kind of training did you do, May?"

"I had a lot of eating training!" answered May, perky. "Ate as much as I wanted to!"

Drew grunted. "Hmmph . . . you sound just like a little spoiled rich girl that deserves to get nothing."

"And what do you mean by that?" May questioned sternly.

"Like I said earlier today, you're acting like these people have to cook food for you, May. You should show some consideration by saying a 'thank you' or an 'I appreciate it' once in a while. You can't just gobble up all of that food and expect this to be an all you can eat buffet!"

Syrus, wearing a gray sweater and blue jeans, was doing talented cooking moves with the saucepan that he was holding as he tossed food into the air and skillfully caught it. "You don't have to worry abour any of that, Drew. Seeing people eat the food that I make is thanks enough for me. Don't forget that it's show and not tell, after all." Syrus looked directly at Drew. "So . . . did you meet my powerful son, Rick? How did the battle turn out?"

Drew slowly turned his face the other way, showing the back of his green hair with the white streak shimmering in the light. "I . . . I lost . . . " answered Drew in a very low and unclear voice, but was just enough to be heard. "I did . . . it was a tough battle that I had with Rick . . . " as he said those words, he slowly turned around again.

May had an astonished look on her face. "You lost, Drew?!" May began laughing out loud. "No way! There's absolutely no way that you could lose, Drew! You're just saying that so that Syrus won't be down that his son lost, aren't you, Drew?"

Drew was annoyed at May's words. "Yes! I lost! Do you have a problem with that? You're acting like I'm some kind of magical trainer that can never lose a Pokemon Battle, May! Well if you really think that, then I say that you should go and get some training of your own, since this is real life that we're talking about here!"

"I wouldn't be sad if my son lost," Syrus caught food onto a plate and placed it on the dining table, which May started to devour without saying a word. "If he lost, then I say that's reasonable. Like Drew said, nobody in this world is actually unbeatable- every trainer has his or her weakness, and that can't be avoided." Syrus looked directly at May with a reassuring face. "I say that you should take Drew's advice and train, May. Hard work always pays off at one time or another."

May had a look of laziness on her face. "Nah . . . I don't want to train right now."

"You don't have to go outside into the silver of night right now, May," explained Sap. "We mean that you should go out and have that preparing when tommorrow comes, since that's when the sun is up and you and your Pokemon are all fully refreshed, after all. You should go and get some rest in your guest room upstairs."

May stretched her arms, showing that she was tired of eating and was ready to settle in. "Maybe you're right, and maybe you're not. You're right about the going to sleep part- I'm all tuckered out and I really need my beauty sleep. But you're wrong about the part of me having to train myself and my Pokemon tommorrow, since it's going to be another day of me doing nothing and resting my troubles away in bed, getting free food whenever I want some like a spoiled little brat."

Syrus was astonished at those words. "How can you even say something like that? Whatever. We'll worry about all of that tommorrow. Just go somewhere and get a good night sleep, since I'm all tired to make you any more food. I also need to get some rest also." Syrus looked around. "Where's Rick doing out this late?"

"Chances are that he's outside somewhere training," explained Drew. "And by the way, I should go to the yard and train also."

"What kind of lowlife would devote all of his free time on training?" May wondered. "I say put off what you can always do tommorrow," she got up and began walking out the room. "See ya. I'm heading over to bed now so that I can get a good night sleep, unlike the most of ya."




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May went up the stairs, holding the dark-brown wooden handrails, until she got to the hall. She went left and entered her room, which was filled with small flowers inside little cups that greeted her as she entered the room; a double-bed with a blue blanket and the floor was made out of smooth wood that wouldn't give a splinter; Sky-blue curtains were there to add more flavor into the room, and happened to be thin enough to see outside the yard and would allow the sun in the morning. The room smelled as if you were outside in nature, with flower pots in a comfortable spot just outside the open window, letting in a gentle breeze that waved May's hair slightly.

May jumped onto the bed the moment that she entered, with the bed puffing up and down from her force. "This is the life . . . I love this bed . . . I love the food . . . I love the smell . . . I love the house!" she then mumbled small things under her breath that was vauge, and she closed her eyes with a little of her hair falling on her forehead. "Yeah . . . I wish that I can stay here forever . . . "




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Back downstairs, Drew left the house without taking anything with him except for himself and his PokeBalls. Before the door closed behind him, the gentle night breeze slightly flew into the house. Some outside noise of trainers making silent conversations and Pokemon cries were also heard.

"That boy sure is dedicated!" commented Syrus. "One heck of a good trainer."

"Yep," agreed Sap. "Kind of reminds us of our son."




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Outside, in the cool breeze of night, the stars were seen above the tranquil town; the colorful leaves that decorated the ground during the day had a more calm and monochromatic color; with the breeze flowing through Drew's green hair, lifting it up a little bit.

Drew walked in circles outside in a slow, pacing manner. "What can I do to train? I doubt that doing the usual 'send out Pokemon and practice' will help," he was talking silently to himself. "Maybe the best thing that I can do after what happened today, is think . . . " he stopped walking at one spot and slowly settled down, lying down on the lush, green grass with his arms behind his head and his legs straight out in a relaxing matter. His eyes looked at the stars, with the appearence reflecting off his gazing vision.

A couple walked by with two kids on the sidewalk.

I think that the best training that I can do at this point is think . . . thought Drew. A good way to release my mind and come back to what it once was. Drew's head moved as he looked at the many stars in the sky. I can't believe that Rick was able to beat me so easily. I have to say that any trainer that can even stand one minute against me has to be someone good, not that I'm trying to be a conceited person or anything. But the way that he was able to emerge from the battle victorious, without me even landing one hit on his Pokemon, is something that I'm going to be contemplating for a long time . . . I find it something amazing . . . something remarkable . . . something I'm missing . . . Drew smiled as he saw images of his Pokemon forming from the stars; his Roselia, Masquerain, and Flygon appearing consecutively. I think that the best thing that I can do now, is get some rest . . . Drew's eyes closed with a winning smile on his face as he lied down on the bed in a comfortable manner and appearing to be more relaxing or calming than sleeping in a real bed.




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After a few hours of sleep in the smooth and silvery night, with May in her comfortable bed upstairs with her spoiled face, and Drew in the front yawn, sleeping as if he was in luxury. The sun gently shined down on May's face in her bedroom, making her turn to the size and resume sleeping in her vast laziness, along with the chirping bird Pokemon that have also woken up, like Pidgey and Taillow. Drew got up at 7:00 PM, going inside the lodge house and doing the usual morning routines in the bathroom, unlike his lazy friend May, whom has been acting like this since yesterday, while Drew already has thoughts of training.

Drew went downstairs after brushing his teeth and washing his face, also pulling on his purple blazer a little until he was comfotable. He went into the living room, which had a lodge table with four stools on it, sinilar to the dining table in the other room but smaller; a tv that was in a drawer that you could open to reveal the screen; and a shining, wide window with the sight of the backyard garden; the walls were also decorated with beautiful pictures of Pokemon, including Furret, Noctowl, and Bevadam. "This place sure looks like a nice place to rest," Drew took a seat.

Syrus entered the room, wearing a long-sleeved orange shirt with blue stripes on it and his usual jeans, "Hey Drew. Good morning."

"Yeah, thanks. I'm gonna head out and train right now, okay Syrus? I told myself yesterday that I would do so the first thing that I wake up in the morning, so here I go." Drew looked around the room for a moment, expecting that another person would be here. "Where's May right now? She should go outside and train with her Pokemon too. After all, you said that tommorrow would be the day of the Pokemon Contest of Maple Town, is that right?"

Syrus nodded in agreement. "Yep, that's right. I'm going to head out and go for a morning walk as well . . . May, on the other hand, is keeping her word about staying inside and lazing off all day. What should I do? Knowing that someone is goofing off in my house does disturb me to the end."

Drew put his finger on his chin, indicating that he was thinking. He then jolted up from his light-brown stool with an idea. "I have a good one." he went over to Syrus and whispered something in his ear.

Syrus was amazed. "How can I forget something like that, Drew? You have such good ideas." Syrus began walking the other way, with a scheming look on his face as he took a plate of cheeseburgers that were on the kitchen table. "I'm putting that plan to work!" he said in the kitchen from a distance.

Drew smirked. "Lazy, lazy May . . . "




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Syrus was upstairs, and made a left so that he could get to May's room, with the comfortable ornaments of home neatly arranged in there. He came over to May's ears, with a look of excitement on his face. "Hey May . . . I think that I have something that you may want . . . but if you want to get it, then you're going to have to get up and do something for me." he held the plate with the cheeseburgers near her nose.

May, without opening her eyes, sniffed the cheeseburgers with a morning, smiling face. "Huh . . . id that what I think it is? . . . " May jolted up from the bed as if she drank ten energy drinks and grabbed the plate of cheeseburgers. "Cheeseburgers! Give me them! Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme!" she held the plate above her mouth and they both fell in, being devoured by the hungry May in seconds. She gulped them down with a spoiled look of unsatisfaction on her face. "Hey . . . I need more! Two is definitely not enough when it comes to feeding me!" she calmed down. " . . . can I get some more?"

Syrus chuckled, about to reveal his plan. "Sure you can get some more, May . . . I'll make anything that you want for you . . . "

"Oh really? Then get me twenty more cheeseburgers and hold the pickle!"

"You're going to have to do something for me."

"What do I have to do for you?" asked May. "Is it something big? Do I have to eat ten plates so that I can get an extra twenty or something? If that's it, then I'll do it for you!"

"You're going to have to have a Pokemon Battle with me right now," explained Syrus. "If you somehow manage to beat me in one, then I'll be glad to give you a hundred cheeseburgers for all I care. However, if you lose, then you get nothing and I won't cook for you as long as we're in Maple Town until you train and show me that you're determined to live up to that. Is that a deal, May?"

May nodded her head in agreement. "Fine. Where are we going to have this Pokemon Battle? Can it be somewhere that I can breathe and not have a whole bunch of other Pokemon Trainers watching? I don't want you to embarass yourself when a little girl like me manages to beat an adult like you." May giggled. I can't wait until I get those super delicious cheeseburgers! she thought. "Well then let's get going already. The sooner that I beat you, the sooner I can get my cheeseburgers and eat all day without having to worry about having to do any 'training.' I think this is going to be an easy one."

Syrus pointed out the window. "We're going to be battling out there, okay May?" he approached it and looked down, with May also doing so. "You see that arena down there? We have our own private arena so that our family and friends can participate there without having to go somewhere else." he began walking out the room and went to the top of the stairways, with his finger curling at May, informing her to follow him downstairs so that they can get to the arena. "Come with me, May . . . the arena's in the backyard and I can see that you're pretty hungry. Let's go and bring it on!" he started walking down the stairs.

May began rushingly moving also. "Wait for me, Syrus! I'm gonna beat the pants off ya!"




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Syrus arrived outside in the backyard, with May arriving moments after he did. There was a Pokemon Battling arena that was made out of furniture shining wood, the kind that wouldn't give you any splinters. There were a set of stairs at each side that was meant for the battling trainers to walk up. You could see that the furnished wood is brand new, it wasn't battled on that much, or was kept in good condition. There was a grill a few feet away from the arena, with buns and cheeseburger ingredients on a small table next to it, which got May excited but didn't eat anything because she didn't know how to put the buns together.

Syrus went into the left-side of the arena, going up the small set of steps with a hollow sound inside. May jumped up the right-side of steps, landing on the trainer's box with a fairly loud thump.

"Let's start this," Syrus took out a PokeBall and threw it releasing a Shiftry. "Make your move."

Shiftry, a the Grass and Dark wily Pokemon with white fur on top and brown on the bottom, with shocking yellow eyes, a pointed-brown nose, leaves for hands, and two bars for feet had an angry look on its face, ready to battle. "Shiftry!" it screeched.

May wasn't scared. "That thing looks so . . . not scary!" she threw her PokeBall, which released Combusken. "Go Combusken and teach Syrus and his Shiftry a lesson!"

Combusken, a standing Fire and Fighting young fowl Pokemon with sharp claws and toenails, also having red lips that looked as if it ate something spicy. "Combusken!" it had a loud and raspy voice.

"Shiftry, use your Wind Leaf!" ordered Syrus.

Shiftry jumped in the air, leaping as it did so and swung down at Combusken with its razor-sharp leaves shining in the morning sun with red patterns on it aiming at its face. Combusken managed to jump out the way and land on its feet with Shiftry attempting again.

"Combusken, use your Slash attack to defend!" ordered May, with one of her insane antics.

Syrus was confused. "How could Slash defend? . . . " he whispered to himself. "Watch out!"

Shiftry attacked Combusken with its leaves, only to be blocked by Combusken as it crossed its arms, now with glowing nails from using Slash, across its body in a defending stance. Combusken attempted to Slash Shiftry when it fazed a little, but Shiftry jumped out of the way using its Quick Attack.

"Combusken, use your 10KPS Kick!" ordered May. "Give that Shiftry something to really feel pain!"

Combusken jumped and kicked Shiftry so fast that it looked as if there were many copies of it doing so, but was blocked by it as it used the same method as Combusken; holding its leaves out as a sheild.

May, not knowing what was happening, had an excited look on her face, convinced that she would win. "Keep going at it, Combusken!" I can't wait until I get my cute hands on those cheeseburgers! May giggled.

Combusken leaped into the air again and went back down with blinding speed, attempting to hit Shiftry. Shiftry used its own speed to dodge the upcoming kicks, jumping out of the way multiple times. The next one looked as if it was about to hit for real.

"Shiftry, use your Double Team!" ordered Syrus.

Shiftry became multiple copies, six to be exact, which didn't cast a shadow in the sun and looked slightly transparent. Combusken multiple-kicked the the fake one, making it vanish and the real one was safe.

"Keep going at it!" urged May. "We almost got those cheeseburgers, Combusken!"

Combusken used the same attack again, with the speed building up so quick that it looked as if there were multiple copies, all going for one Shiftry at a time. All of the Shiftrys leaped and dodged; even the fake ones acted as if they were real as they leaped in their own directions. The blinding speed Combuskens became one again.

"When it attacks, you go," said Syrus.

"If that thing keeps moving, then it looks like we're gonna have to stop you somehow!" yelled May. "Combusken, use your Fire Spin attack!"

"Combusken!" the young fowl Pokemon shot a twister of flames from its mouth that directed Shiftry, which used Quick Attack to move out of the way. The Fire Spin caused a tower of flame that began to follow Shiftry, with the wooden arena burning as it went so. Shiftry was eventually surrounded by the flames on the ground caused by the attack, and had nowhere to go while the tower was approaching in speed.

"Use your Fan Whirlwind!" directed Syrus.

Shiftry began waving its two hands made out of sharp fan leaves and the fire began to blow in the other direction, even heading for May's trainer box and surrounding her with small flames. The Fire Spin blew out and caused more small embers to burn on the ground, which happened to singe the wooden floor, making some of it collaspe and potholes forming.

May laughed. "You should have thought better before you decided to use a Grass-type Pokemon against a Fire-type Pokemon, and don't think that the wooden arena makes that one any better." The flames surrounding May began to get a little bigger and grew until they began to burn her skirt. "Ow! Ow! Get it off, get it off!" she yelled as she left the trainer's box, grabbing a water hose and spraying the flame off her butt's fire, which was almost beginning to spread. "What kind of foolishness?!" May also dosed out some of the fire in the trainer's box, and got back on it with an embarassed face that she had to do something like that in front of another person, and during a Pokemon Battle makes the situation worse, as Shiftry went in the air and slashed Combusken while it didn't have any time to react to it.

"Good job," complimented Syrus. "Yeah . . . that was kind of funny, May, the way that your rear was flaming like that. Maybe if you didn't eat so many cheeseburgers, an accident like that wouldn't happen!"

May was angry at those sarcastic comments. "What the f*** are you talking about?! If it wasn't for that stupid Shiftry of yours blowing my beautiful Fire Spin away, then none of that sh** would have ever happened! And you are so cheap, you big dumba**! You attacked my Combusken when I was trying to save myself and put out the fire on your arena! I should have left the cheap field burning for all I care!" May's face burned in anger. "Combusken, use your Fire Spin on that stupid trainer so he can know how it feels!"

"Combusken?" it didn't want to harm any human, and knew that May was out of control anyways. It nodded its head and didn't obey.

"So that's what you think about Pokemon, May? Tools of fighting and hurting others so that you can get a good lunch?" Syrus was disappointed. "Well then you might as well give up right now. Shiftry, use your Faint Attack on Combusken!"

"Shiftry!" the many Shiftrys vanished in a purple leave and reappeared, surrounding Combusken and all hitting it at once.

May was enraged. "Oh there you go again, with the cheap antics! You know that I was angry so you decided that taking advantage of that situation would make things better, right? Well if you want to feel the power of cheapness, then here it is!" May ran in a rage over to Syrus's side and attempted to punch him, which was blocked when Syrus held her hand back.

"What do you think that you're doing?" forcingly asking May. "I think that you're out of your mind!"

May swung her arms in anger and in a blur, but none of them hit as Syrus held her head in front with her arms not long enough to do so. "What do you think that you're doing? Scared to face me head on?"

Syrus grabbed May by the collar, and threw her all the way across the field, making her land back in her trainer's box as Syrus was worried about May's behavier. "I think that you're nuts. I should disqualify you right now, but you're lucky that I'm the kind of guy that could put up with you."

May got on her feet with fury and shaking as there was dirt on her body and even though the arena had shining wood, she had splinters from the burning rush of her body as she was pushed over there. Combusken went over to her side, worried about its trainer's craziness. "What do you think that you're doing? Go use Sky Uppercut and beat that cheapstate Pokemon and its oversized trainer!"

"So you're calling me a cheapstate for legally battling, are you May?" Syrus shouted. "Sorry for breaking the rules, commissioner, but I never heard of a rule that said you couldn't make a move on another Pokemon while its trainer was being distacted by something. Now Shiftry, use your Still Life attack."

Shiftry and all of its fakes began glowing green, and when it stopped, the fakes no longer had a transparent body and there was a shadow now. "Shiftry!" they all screeched in the sound of a crowd. The Sky Uppercut from Combusken hit Shiftry directly, but the glow seemed to repel the attack.

May was confused and still angry, but not insane as she was a few moments ago. "What the fu** do you think that you're doing you moving piles of sh**?! Combusken, use your Flamethrower on all of them!"

Combusken responded by shooting out a jet of flames that attacked the Shiftry, but all of them used their bar-shaped feet to jump out the way as the flame went to each one respectively. When they landed, the wooden stage underneath them broke at that spot, as their feet were very heavy and made a loud crushing noise. The Shiftry were right next to May, and Combusken kept attacking, and when that Flamethrower was dodged by the agile Shiftry, it hit May by accident!

May was being burned with the flames with her arms flying comically and her face being singed by the attack. She punched the raging flames in anger and the attack stopped, with May's face burnt in a comical way and her breathing hard in rage. "What the fu** do you think that you're doing you stupid chicken Pokemon?! You didn't stop attacking when that flying hairball got to where I was?! Your lack of marksmanship amazes me, Combusken!" May shook her head, making all of the soot on her face and on her blouse fall away onto the ground and leaving the dirt that she had on herself earlier shaken and littered the almost destroyed arena.

"Maybe if you treated your Pokemon with more respect, you can get them to do what you want them to do," explained Syrus. "You're acting like Combusken is some kind of fighting machine that has no heart in it and can follow your every command without having some kind of reaction to it. That kind of thinking about Pokemon . . . no. If you think in any way about that in anything that lives, if its a plant, a person, or even something that is immobile, then you have a lot to learn, May. That Combusken of yours was doing a fine job before you decided to make yourself angry from one tiny little accident and let that overwhelm you. If you can't let small things aside, then I'm afraid that you better go out and train more often, as you're not in any condition to be inside snoozing the entire day away."

May became angry again. "If I can't use my Pokemon to do the work for me, then I might as well get you myself." May took the water hose that was lying on the ground and sprayed it intensely, with the target being all of the Shiftrys. "Take that!"

Shiftry jumped out of the way, and the water hit Combusken! Since it was a Fire-type Pokemon, it yelled in pain while it was on the ground, weakly crawling away and struggling to stop its suffering. "Combusken . . . combusk . . . "

May instantly dropped the water hose. "Combusken!" May calmed down sharply and ran over to the fallen fowl Pokemon on the ground, tripping on one of the broken spots on the arena that was destroyed by the attacks used during the battle. "Ow . . . " she rushed up, ignoring that there was a bruise on her leg and ran over to her Pokemon. "Are you okay, Combusken? Please tell me that you're alright, my beloved Pokemon."

Syrus actually felt kind of sorry for May at this point. "I still need to teach you a lesson . . . the hard way . . . Shiftry, use your Wooden Kick attack!"

"Shiftry!" all of the copies jumped in the air and did a flip, then all of their bar-shaped feet glowed, kicking Combusken and May while they were all on the ground without any showing that it cared for the situation that their opponents were in right now, and knew that Syrus was right about this being a Pokemon Battle and that there were no exceptions for feeling sorry for an opponent that happens to be down. After the attack, all of the Shiftry vaulted into the air and one of them landed, with the others falling into that one's body and them joining back into one Pokemon again. It crossed its fan-leaf hand across its body and closed its eyes as a sign of victory.

May and Combusken were both on the ground, with squggly marks on their eyes and prone on the ground, indicating that they have lost the battle. May jolted up comically as if she wasn't harmed at all. "What do you think that you're doing, attacking a trainer and a Pokemon while its down?"

"You had to learn it the hard way," said Syrus. "You can't forget that a battle is a battle and there are no exceptions to that one. Think about it; if you were in a Pokemon Contest and you were about to win, and the opponent's Pokemon was down but still up, you wouldn't go easy on it, would you? I heard from you on tv in some Pokemon Contests that you said 'a battle is a battle and if you don't give it your all, then it's an insult to your opponent,' right? You need to remember the things that you say and not forget that other people are going to take those words and utilize them at one point or another, even if it's in a moment that you don't want them to."

May calmed down completely and her eyes almost had tears in them. I can't believe that I could let my lust for some stupid fast food bring me this far . . . so far that I would disrespect my Pokemon, and myself, in order to get it . . . I don't feel like I'm good enough to be a Pokemon Coordinator . . . "You're right and I know that all the things that I did today were wrong, even how I reacted to Drew yesterday when I said that he couldn't lose . . . " May wiped her eyes with her gloves before any tears could drip down. Her eyes were shining bright with good after she held her hands on her fainted Combusken.

"Combusken . . . " the young fowl replied weakly.

May looked at it with one of care. "I'm sorry for all that I put you through today . . . " she took out Combusken's PokeBall. "You deserve a nice long rest," she returned the Pokemon back, with her and the exhausted young fowl smiling at each other, both knowing that she learned something important today.

"I guessed that you took in a vital lesson from today's experience, didn't you May?" asked Syrus.

"Yeah . . . " replied May. "Something that I'm going to have to think to myself for a little while." her little stomach grumbled. "I'm kinda tired form all of that yelling that I did today . . . can I get some . . . "

"Yep," Syrus held out a plate of cheeseburgers.

May ran all the way over to that side to get them, gobbling them up like she did earlier, but showing some gratitude as she did so this time. "Thank you for the cheeseburgers, Syrus! . . . can I get some more?"

Syrus chuckled. "Sure, of course . . . but only if you get to training!" he said that in a friendly way.
 
Gah.... Drew lost.... T-T
Its kinda like in the anime...when he lost the Ribbon Cup... god that sucked.... ><;;
Anyhoo, good episode. ^^ More battling, yet again.... fics with battles are always so amusing.

[PokeCommunity.com] HarleyScarow (ContestShipping)
 
Sorry wobbuffetds. i thought it could be better. Don't stay up untill past midnight working on a story. that's what makes a story bad. I only stay up on this website until 4:00 in the morning on weekends.
 
I wrote it in the morning! I just copy and pasted it from my forum, the way that the rules state that you're supposed to. It would have been better if you tell me what I did wrong!
 
I love it! It's so descriptive! OMG OMG OMG! This is the best one! PM me for the next!
 
Episode 4: Lazy May!

Nighttime has arrived, with the silvery moon glistering over the peaceful and calm area of Maple Town, when May is in professor Sap and her husband, Syrus's house relaxing after a day of doing absolutely nothing but devouring plate after plate of food. The streets still had people, but not a crowded amount, and the sound of petit Pokemon such as Rattata, Sentret, and Zigzagoon were still heard as trainers stayed out and played with training.

In the wooden, but sturdy house that May, Sap, and Syrus were in, May was still gobbling down more food, this time eating two cheeseburgers that Syrus cooked for her with lasting patience, as he has done so for her throughout the day without a word of complaint. May wiped her mouth with a table tissue. "That was sure good! Can I get another double-cheeseburgers? I love the way that you cook and I wish that I can get as much as I want."

"You're going to get a tummyache if you keep eating your food at that rate, May," warned Sap with a voice showing that she cared. "Maybe you should chew all of your food before you eat, like normal people- it makes the food tastier and easier to digest."

May shrugged her shoulders. "Nah. I don't feel like it. Food never gives me a tummysche," she finished another plate. "Can I get another one?"

The doorbell suddenly rang, alerting Sap. "I wonder who it is? I'll get it for you," she approached the door and opened it with a wooden creek. "Oh hi."

It was Drew, with a serious yet negative look on his face after what happened to him earlier. "Yep, it's me, Drew," he walked inside the house, closing the lodge door as he did so and sitting down on one of the seats on the dinner table. "So what kind of training did you do, May?"

"I had a lot of eating training!" answered May, perky. "Ate as much as I wanted to!"

Drew grunted. "Hmmph . . . you sound just like a little spoiled rich girl that deserves to get nothing."

"And what do you mean by that?" May questioned sternly.

"Like I said earlier today, you're acting like these people have to cook food for you, May. You should show some consideration by saying a 'thank you' or an 'I appreciate it' once in a while. You can't just gobble up all of that food and expect this to be an all you can eat buffet!"

Syrus, wearing a gray sweater and blue jeans, was doing talented cooking moves with the saucepan that he was holding as he tossed food into the air and skillfully caught it. "You don't have to worry abour any of that, Drew. Seeing people eat the food that I make is thanks enough for me. Don't forget that it's show and not tell, after all." Syrus looked directly at Drew. "So . . . did you meet my powerful son, Rick? How did the battle turn out?"

Drew slowly turned his face the other way, showing the back of his green hair with the white streak shimmering in the light. "I . . . I lost . . . " answered Drew in a very low and unclear voice, but was just enough to be heard. "I did . . . it was a tough battle that I had with Rick . . . " as he said those words, he slowly turned around again.

May had an astonished look on her face. "You lost, Drew?!" May began laughing out loud. "No way! There's absolutely no way that you could lose, Drew! You're just saying that so that Syrus won't be down that his son lost, aren't you, Drew?"

Drew was annoyed at May's words. "Yes! I lost! Do you have a problem with that? You're acting like I'm some kind of magical trainer that can never lose a Pokemon Battle, May! Well if you really think that, then I say that you should go and get some training of your own, since this is real life that we're talking about here!"

"I wouldn't be sad if my son lost," Syrus caught food onto a plate and placed it on the dining table, which May started to devour without saying a word. "If he lost, then I say that's reasonable. Like Drew said, nobody in this world is actually unbeatable- every trainer has his or her weakness, and that can't be avoided." Syrus looked directly at May with a reassuring face. "I say that you should take Drew's advice and train, May. Hard work always pays off at one time or another."

May had a look of laziness on her face. "Nah . . . I don't want to train right now."

"You don't have to go outside into the silver of night right now, May," explained Sap. "We mean that you should go out and have that preparing when tommorrow comes, since that's when the sun is up and you and your Pokemon are all fully refreshed, after all. You should go and get some rest in your guest room upstairs."

May stretched her arms, showing that she was tired of eating and was ready to settle in. "Maybe you're right, and maybe you're not. You're right about the going to sleep part- I'm all tuckered out and I really need my beauty sleep. But you're wrong about the part of me having to train myself and my Pokemon tommorrow, since it's going to be another day of me doing nothing and resting my troubles away in bed, getting free food whenever I want some like a spoiled little brat."

Syrus was astonished at those words. "How can you even say something like that? Whatever. We'll worry about all of that tommorrow. Just go somewhere and get a good night sleep, since I'm all tired to make you any more food. I also need to get some rest also." Syrus looked around. "Where's Rick doing out this late?"

"Chances are that he's outside somewhere training," explained Drew. "And by the way, I should go to the yard and train also."

"What kind of lowlife would devote all of his free time on training?" May wondered. "I say put off what you can always do tommorrow," she got up and began walking out the room. "See ya. I'm heading over to bed now so that I can get a good night sleep, unlike the most of ya."




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May went up the stairs, holding the dark-brown wooden handrails, until she got to the hall. She went left and entered her room, which was filled with small flowers inside little cups that greeted her as she entered the room; a double-bed with a blue blanket and the floor was made out of smooth wood that wouldn't give a splinter; Sky-blue curtains were there to add more flavor into the room, and happened to be thin enough to see outside the yard and would allow the sun in the morning. The room smelled as if you were outside in nature, with flower pots in a comfortable spot just outside the open window, letting in a gentle breeze that waved May's hair slightly.

May jumped onto the bed the moment that she entered, with the bed puffing up and down from her force. "This is the life . . . I love this bed . . . I love the food . . . I love the smell . . . I love the house!" she then mumbled small things under her breath that was vauge, and she closed her eyes with a little of her hair falling on her forehead. "Yeah . . . I wish that I can stay here forever . . . "




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Back downstairs, Drew left the house without taking anything with him except for himself and his PokeBalls. Before the door closed behind him, the gentle night breeze slightly flew into the house. Some outside noise of trainers making silent conversations and Pokemon cries were also heard.

"That boy sure is dedicated!" commented Syrus. "One heck of a good trainer."

"Yep," agreed Sap. "Kind of reminds us of our son."




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Outside, in the cool breeze of night, the stars were seen above the tranquil town; the colorful leaves that decorated the ground during the day had a more calm and monochromatic color; with the breeze flowing through Drew's green hair, lifting it up a little bit.

Drew walked in circles outside in a slow, pacing manner. "What can I do to train? I doubt that doing the usual 'send out Pokemon and practice' will help," he was talking silently to himself. "Maybe the best thing that I can do after what happened today, is think . . . " he stopped walking at one spot and slowly settled down, lying down on the lush, green grass with his arms behind his head and his legs straight out in a relaxing matter. His eyes looked at the stars, with the appearence reflecting off his gazing vision.

A couple walked by with two kids on the sidewalk.

I think that the best training that I can do at this point is think . . . thought Drew. A good way to release my mind and come back to what it once was. Drew's head moved as he looked at the many stars in the sky. I can't believe that Rick was able to beat me so easily. I have to say that any trainer that can even stand one minute against me has to be someone good, not that I'm trying to be a conceited person or anything. But the way that he was able to emerge from the battle victorious, without me even landing one hit on his Pokemon, is something that I'm going to be contemplating for a long time . . . I find it something amazing . . . something remarkable . . . something I'm missing . . . Drew smiled as he saw images of his Pokemon forming from the stars; his Roselia, Masquerain, and Flygon appearing consecutively. I think that the best thing that I can do now, is get some rest . . . Drew's eyes closed with a winning smile on his face as he lied down on the bed in a comfortable manner and appearing to be more relaxing or calming than sleeping in a real bed.




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After a few hours of sleep in the smooth and silvery night, with May in her comfortable bed upstairs with her spoiled face, and Drew in the front yawn, sleeping as if he was in luxury. The sun gently shined down on May's face in her bedroom, making her turn to the size and resume sleeping in her vast laziness, along with the chirping bird Pokemon that have also woken up, like Pidgey and Taillow. Drew got up at 7:00 PM, going inside the lodge house and doing the usual morning routines in the bathroom, unlike his lazy friend May, whom has been acting like this since yesterday, while Drew already has thoughts of training.

Drew went downstairs after brushing his teeth and washing his face, also pulling on his purple blazer a little until he was comfotable. He went into the living room, which had a lodge table with four stools on it, sinilar to the dining table in the other room but smaller; a tv that was in a drawer that you could open to reveal the screen; and a shining, wide window with the sight of the backyard garden; the walls were also decorated with beautiful pictures of Pokemon, including Furret, Noctowl, and Bevadam. "This place sure looks like a nice place to rest," Drew took a seat.

Syrus entered the room, wearing a long-sleeved orange shirt with blue stripes on it and his usual jeans, "Hey Drew. Good morning."

"Yeah, thanks. I'm gonna head out and train right now, okay Syrus? I told myself yesterday that I would do so the first thing that I wake up in the morning, so here I go." Drew looked around the room for a moment, expecting that another person would be here. "Where's May right now? She should go outside and train with her Pokemon too. After all, you said that tommorrow would be the day of the Pokemon Contest of Maple Town, is that right?"

Syrus nodded in agreement. "Yep, that's right. I'm going to head out and go for a morning walk as well . . . May, on the other hand, is keeping her word about staying inside and lazing off all day. What should I do? Knowing that someone is goofing off in my house does disturb me to the end."

Drew put his finger on his chin, indicating that he was thinking. He then jolted up from his light-brown stool with an idea. "I have a good one." he went over to Syrus and whispered something in his ear.

Syrus was amazed. "How can I forget something like that, Drew? You have such good ideas." Syrus began walking the other way, with a scheming look on his face as he took a plate of cheeseburgers that were on the kitchen table. "I'm putting that plan to work!" he said in the kitchen from a distance.

Drew smirked. "Lazy, lazy May . . . "




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Syrus was upstairs, and made a left so that he could get to May's room, with the comfortable ornaments of home neatly arranged in there. He came over to May's ears, with a look of excitement on his face. "Hey May . . . I think that I have something that you may want . . . but if you want to get it, then you're going to have to get up and do something for me." he held the plate with the cheeseburgers near her nose.

May, without opening her eyes, sniffed the cheeseburgers with a morning, smiling face. "Huh . . . id that what I think it is? . . . " May jolted up from the bed as if she drank ten energy drinks and grabbed the plate of cheeseburgers. "Cheeseburgers! Give me them! Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme!" she held the plate above her mouth and they both fell in, being devoured by the hungry May in seconds. She gulped them down with a spoiled look of unsatisfaction on her face. "Hey . . . I need more! Two is definitely not enough when it comes to feeding me!" she calmed down. " . . . can I get some more?"

Syrus chuckled, about to reveal his plan. "Sure you can get some more, May . . . I'll make anything that you want for you . . . "

"Oh really? Then get me twenty more cheeseburgers and hold the pickle!"

"You're going to have to do something for me."

"What do I have to do for you?" asked May. "Is it something big? Do I have to eat ten plates so that I can get an extra twenty or something? If that's it, then I'll do it for you!"

"You're going to have to have a Pokemon Battle with me right now," explained Syrus. "If you somehow manage to beat me in one, then I'll be glad to give you a hundred cheeseburgers for all I care. However, if you lose, then you get nothing and I won't cook for you as long as we're in Maple Town until you train and show me that you're determined to live up to that. Is that a deal, May?"

May nodded her head in agreement. "Fine. Where are we going to have this Pokemon Battle? Can it be somewhere that I can breathe and not have a whole bunch of other Pokemon Trainers watching? I don't want you to embarass yourself when a little girl like me manages to beat an adult like you." May giggled. I can't wait until I get those super delicious cheeseburgers! she thought. "Well then let's get going already. The sooner that I beat you, the sooner I can get my cheeseburgers and eat all day without having to worry about having to do any 'training.' I think this is going to be an easy one."

Syrus pointed out the window. "We're going to be battling out there, okay May?" he approached it and looked down, with May also doing so. "You see that arena down there? We have our own private arena so that our family and friends can participate there without having to go somewhere else." he began walking out the room and went to the top of the stairways, with his finger curling at May, informing her to follow him downstairs so that they can get to the arena. "Come with me, May . . . the arena's in the backyard and I can see that you're pretty hungry. Let's go and bring it on!" he started walking down the stairs.

May began rushingly moving also. "Wait for me, Syrus! I'm gonna beat the pants off ya!"




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Syrus arrived outside in the backyard, with May arriving moments after he did. There was a Pokemon Battling arena that was made out of furniture shining wood, the kind that wouldn't give you any splinters. There were a set of stairs at each side that was meant for the battling trainers to walk up. You could see that the furnished wood is brand new, it wasn't battled on that much, or was kept in good condition. There was a grill a few feet away from the arena, with buns and cheeseburger ingredients on a small table next to it, which got May excited but didn't eat anything because she didn't know how to put the buns together.

Syrus went into the left-side of the arena, going up the small set of steps with a hollow sound inside. May jumped up the right-side of steps, landing on the trainer's box with a fairly loud thump.

"Let's start this," Syrus took out a PokeBall and threw it releasing a Shiftry. "Make your move."

Shiftry, a the Grass and Dark wily Pokemon with white fur on top and brown on the bottom, with shocking yellow eyes, a pointed-brown nose, leaves for hands, and two bars for feet had an angry look on its face, ready to battle. "Shiftry!" it screeched.

May wasn't scared. "That thing looks so . . . not scary!" she threw her PokeBall, which released Combusken. "Go Combusken and teach Syrus and his Shiftry a lesson!"

Combusken, a standing Fire and Fighting young fowl Pokemon with sharp claws and toenails, also having red lips that looked as if it ate something spicy. "Combusken!" it had a loud and raspy voice.

"Shiftry, use your Wind Leaf!" ordered Syrus.

Shiftry jumped in the air, leaping as it did so and swung down at Combusken with its razor-sharp leaves shining in the morning sun with red patterns on it aiming at its face. Combusken managed to jump out the way and land on its feet with Shiftry attempting again.

"Combusken, use your Slash attack to defend!" ordered May, with one of her insane antics.

Syrus was confused. "How could Slash defend? . . . " he whispered to himself. "Watch out!"

Shiftry attacked Combusken with its leaves, only to be blocked by Combusken as it crossed its arms, now with glowing nails from using Slash, across its body in a defending stance. Combusken attempted to Slash Shiftry when it fazed a little, but Shiftry jumped out of the way using its Quick Attack.

"Combusken, use your 10KPS Kick!" ordered May. "Give that Shiftry something to really feel pain!"

Combusken jumped and kicked Shiftry so fast that it looked as if there were many copies of it doing so, but was blocked by it as it used the same method as Combusken; holding its leaves out as a sheild.

May, not knowing what was happening, had an excited look on her face, convinced that she would win. "Keep going at it, Combusken!" I can't wait until I get my cute hands on those cheeseburgers! May giggled.

Combusken leaped into the air again and went back down with blinding speed, attempting to hit Shiftry. Shiftry used its own speed to dodge the upcoming kicks, jumping out of the way multiple times. The next one looked as if it was about to hit for real.

"Shiftry, use your Double Team!" ordered Syrus.

Shiftry became multiple copies, six to be exact, which didn't cast a shadow in the sun and looked slightly transparent. Combusken multiple-kicked the the fake one, making it vanish and the real one was safe.

"Keep going at it!" urged May. "We almost got those cheeseburgers, Combusken!"

Combusken used the same attack again, with the speed building up so quick that it looked as if there were multiple copies, all going for one Shiftry at a time. All of the Shiftrys leaped and dodged; even the fake ones acted as if they were real as they leaped in their own directions. The blinding speed Combuskens became one again.

"When it attacks, you go," said Syrus.

"If that thing keeps moving, then it looks like we're gonna have to stop you somehow!" yelled May. "Combusken, use your Fire Spin attack!"

"Combusken!" the young fowl Pokemon shot a twister of flames from its mouth that directed Shiftry, which used Quick Attack to move out of the way. The Fire Spin caused a tower of flame that began to follow Shiftry, with the wooden arena burning as it went so. Shiftry was eventually surrounded by the flames on the ground caused by the attack, and had nowhere to go while the tower was approaching in speed.

"Use your Fan Whirlwind!" directed Syrus.

Shiftry began waving its two hands made out of sharp fan leaves and the fire began to blow in the other direction, even heading for May's trainer box and surrounding her with small flames. The Fire Spin blew out and caused more small embers to burn on the ground, which happened to singe the wooden floor, making some of it collaspe and potholes forming.

May laughed. "You should have thought better before you decided to use a Grass-type Pokemon against a Fire-type Pokemon, and don't think that the wooden arena makes that one any better." The flames surrounding May began to get a little bigger and grew until they began to burn her skirt. "Ow! Ow! Get it off, get it off!" she yelled as she left the trainer's box, grabbing a water hose and spraying the flame off her butt's fire, which was almost beginning to spread. "What kind of foolishness?!" May also dosed out some of the fire in the trainer's box, and got back on it with an embarassed face that she had to do something like that in front of another person, and during a Pokemon Battle makes the situation worse, as Shiftry went in the air and slashed Combusken while it didn't have any time to react to it.

"Good job," complimented Syrus. "Yeah . . . that was kind of funny, May, the way that your rear was flaming like that. Maybe if you didn't eat so many cheeseburgers, an accident like that wouldn't happen!"

May was angry at those sarcastic comments. "What the f*** are you talking about?! If it wasn't for that stupid Shiftry of yours blowing my beautiful Fire Spin away, then none of that sh** would have ever happened! And you are so cheap, you big dumba**! You attacked my Combusken when I was trying to save myself and put out the fire on your arena! I should have left the cheap field burning for all I care!" May's face burned in anger. "Combusken, use your Fire Spin on that stupid trainer so he can know how it feels!"

"Combusken?" it didn't want to harm any human, and knew that May was out of control anyways. It nodded its head and didn't obey.

"So that's what you think about Pokemon, May? Tools of fighting and hurting others so that you can get a good lunch?" Syrus was disappointed. "Well then you might as well give up right now. Shiftry, use your Faint Attack on Combusken!"

"Shiftry!" the many Shiftrys vanished in a purple leave and reappeared, surrounding Combusken and all hitting it at once.

May was enraged. "Oh there you go again, with the cheap antics! You know that I was angry so you decided that taking advantage of that situation would make things better, right? Well if you want to feel the power of cheapness, then here it is!" May ran in a rage over to Syrus's side and attempted to punch him, which was blocked when Syrus held her hand back.

"What do you think that you're doing?" forcingly asking May. "I think that you're out of your mind!"

May swung her arms in anger and in a blur, but none of them hit as Syrus held her head in front with her arms not long enough to do so. "What do you think that you're doing? Scared to face me head on?"

Syrus grabbed May by the collar, and threw her all the way across the field, making her land back in her trainer's box as Syrus was worried about May's behavier. "I think that you're nuts. I should disqualify you right now, but you're lucky that I'm the kind of guy that could put up with you."

May got on her feet with fury and shaking as there was dirt on her body and even though the arena had shining wood, she had splinters from the burning rush of her body as she was pushed over there. Combusken went over to her side, worried about its trainer's craziness. "What do you think that you're doing? Go use Sky Uppercut and beat that cheapstate Pokemon and its oversized trainer!"

"So you're calling me a cheapstate for legally battling, are you May?" Syrus shouted. "Sorry for breaking the rules, commissioner, but I never heard of a rule that said you couldn't make a move on another Pokemon while its trainer was being distacted by something. Now Shiftry, use your Still Life attack."

Shiftry and all of its fakes began glowing green, and when it stopped, the fakes no longer had a transparent body and there was a shadow now. "Shiftry!" they all screeched in the sound of a crowd. The Sky Uppercut from Combusken hit Shiftry directly, but the glow seemed to repel the attack.

May was confused and still angry, but not insane as she was a few moments ago. "What the fu** do you think that you're doing you moving piles of sh**?! Combusken, use your Flamethrower on all of them!"

Combusken responded by shooting out a jet of flames that attacked the Shiftry, but all of them used their bar-shaped feet to jump out the way as the flame went to each one respectively. When they landed, the wooden stage underneath them broke at that spot, as their feet were very heavy and made a loud crushing noise. The Shiftry were right next to May, and Combusken kept attacking, and when that Flamethrower was dodged by the agile Shiftry, it hit May by accident!

May was being burned with the flames with her arms flying comically and her face being singed by the attack. She punched the raging flames in anger and the attack stopped, with May's face burnt in a comical way and her breathing hard in rage. "What the fu** do you think that you're doing you stupid chicken Pokemon?! You didn't stop attacking when that flying hairball got to where I was?! Your lack of marksmanship amazes me, Combusken!" May shook her head, making all of the soot on her face and on her blouse fall away onto the ground and leaving the dirt that she had on herself earlier shaken and littered the almost destroyed arena.

"Maybe if you treated your Pokemon with more respect, you can get them to do what you want them to do," explained Syrus. "You're acting like Combusken is some kind of fighting machine that has no heart in it and can follow your every command without having some kind of reaction to it. That kind of thinking about Pokemon . . . no. If you think in any way about that in anything that lives, if its a plant, a person, or even something that is immobile, then you have a lot to learn, May. That Combusken of yours was doing a fine job before you decided to make yourself angry from one tiny little accident and let that overwhelm you. If you can't let small things aside, then I'm afraid that you better go out and train more often, as you're not in any condition to be inside snoozing the entire day away."

May became angry again. "If I can't use my Pokemon to do the work for me, then I might as well get you myself." May took the water hose that was lying on the ground and sprayed it intensely, with the target being all of the Shiftrys. "Take that!"

Shiftry jumped out of the way, and the water hit Combusken! Since it was a Fire-type Pokemon, it yelled in pain while it was on the ground, weakly crawling away and struggling to stop its suffering. "Combusken . . . combusk . . . "

May instantly dropped the water hose. "Combusken!" May calmed down sharply and ran over to the fallen fowl Pokemon on the ground, tripping on one of the broken spots on the arena that was destroyed by the attacks used during the battle. "Ow . . . " she rushed up, ignoring that there was a bruise on her leg and ran over to her Pokemon. "Are you okay, Combusken? Please tell me that you're alright, my beloved Pokemon."

Syrus actually felt kind of sorry for May at this point. "I still need to teach you a lesson . . . the hard way . . . Shiftry, use your Wooden Kick attack!"

"Shiftry!" all of the copies jumped in the air and did a flip, then all of their bar-shaped feet glowed, kicking Combusken and May while they were all on the ground without any showing that it cared for the situation that their opponents were in right now, and knew that Syrus was right about this being a Pokemon Battle and that there were no exceptions for feeling sorry for an opponent that happens to be down. After the attack, all of the Shiftry vaulted into the air and one of them landed, with the others falling into that one's body and them joining back into one Pokemon again. It crossed its fan-leaf hand across its body and closed its eyes as a sign of victory.

May and Combusken were both on the ground, with squggly marks on their eyes and prone on the ground, indicating that they have lost the battle. May jolted up comically as if she wasn't harmed at all. "What do you think that you're doing, attacking a trainer and a Pokemon while its down?"

"You had to learn it the hard way," said Syrus. "You can't forget that a battle is a battle and there are no exceptions to that one. Think about it; if you were in a Pokemon Contest and you were about to win, and the opponent's Pokemon was down but still up, you wouldn't go easy on it, would you? I heard from you on tv in some Pokemon Contests that you said 'a battle is a battle and if you don't give it your all, then it's an insult to your opponent,' right? You need to remember the things that you say and not forget that other people are going to take those words and utilize them at one point or another, even if it's in a moment that you don't want them to."

May calmed down completely and her eyes almost had tears in them. I can't believe that I could let my lust for some stupid fast food bring me this far . . . so far that I would disrespect my Pokemon, and myself, in order to get it . . . I don't feel like I'm good enough to be a Pokemon Coordinator . . . "You're right and I know that all the things that I did today were wrong, even how I reacted to Drew yesterday when I said that he couldn't lose . . . " May wiped her eyes with her gloves before any tears could drip down. Her eyes were shining bright with good after she held her hands on her fainted Combusken.

"Combusken . . . " the young fowl replied weakly.

May looked at it with one of care. "I'm sorry for all that I put you through today . . . " she took out Combusken's PokeBall. "You deserve a nice long rest," she returned the Pokemon back, with her and the exhausted young fowl smiling at each other, both knowing that she learned something important today.

"I guessed that you took in a vital lesson from today's experience, didn't you May?" asked Syrus.

"Yeah . . . " replied May. "Something that I'm going to have to think to myself for a little while." her little stomach grumbled. "I'm kinda tired form all of that yelling that I did today . . . can I get some . . . "

"Yep," Syrus held out a plate of cheeseburgers.

May ran all the way over to that side to get them, gobbling them up like she did earlier, but showing some gratitude as she did so this time. "Thank you for the cheeseburgers, Syrus! . . . can I get some more?"

Syrus chuckled. "Sure, of course . . . but only if you get to training!" he said that in a friendly way.
 
Okay. I can read it. You didn't put one up for a long time. Are you going to continue?
 
Maybe he's not continuing because not many people read it.... ><;
Well, I read it and I like it....

*sigh*
 
Episode 5: Maple Town Contest! (Part 1)

Who says I'm not continuing? Whoever's spreading that rumor better go and take another guess, because Chapter 5 is starting up, and you people better be there to read it! Episode 5: Maple Town Contest! airing!




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Morning arrives, and May and Drew both wake up in a refreshed manner after a hard, yet productive training day that they had yesterday when May was finally able to snap out of her laziness, learning it the hard way after being slapped in the face when she was battling professor Sap's generous husband, Syrus. May and Drew were in two guest rooms during the night, and have slept well.

The sunlight shined through May's window, which was bright enough to convince May enough not to forget about the importance of this day. "The sunlight is so bright! I wish that it wouldn't be so much so that I can get back to sleep, since yesterday was a really hard time of training." she was yawning as she talked.

Drew walked by her room, noticing May stretching her arms and decided to come in and talk to her. "You do know that today is the day of the Pokemon Contest, right? And you know that this is also our first one, right?

May spaced out for a while. "Of course I know that, Drew! Good thing that we signed up for it or else we would have been out!"

Drew swayed his head. "Um . . . no. We didn't apply for it."

May had a look on her face as if she didn't believe Drew. "You're kidding about that, right Drew? That's not what I would consider funny."

"Well we didn't because somebody didn't remind us to! Professor Sap, Syrus, and Rick already registered for the contest yesterday, so we better go right now!"

May sweatdropped. "Well then we better go now, right?" she shoved her hair back a little and proceeded to walk downstairs. "Come on, Drew!"

Drew followed May. " Wait up. Don't forget that I'm entering also!"

May paused when she opened the wooden door and entered the garden with rare plants in the beautiful country garden. "Um . . . where is it?"

Drew caught up to her, not tired like May was. "It's at Syrup Park, the place that I went to two days ago when I . . . you know."

May and Drew walked rather quickly so that they can get to the park.








When they arrived at the countryside-smooth Syrup Park with fall leaves decorating on the ground with its flavorful colors and children's playground equipment with the kids enjoying themselves at the moment, there was a table up ahead that was similar to a lemonade stand that kids would have, except it had a staff member wearing a blue vest; the person that registered you when you enter a Pokemon Contest.

Drew walked up to the smiling woman, ready to except more contestants into the contest, first. "We would like to enter the Maple Town Pokemon Contest, please. It will be me, Drew, and my friend here, May."

May was behind Drew, looking with her big head over his green hair so that she could see the lady registering them in the laptop. "Where exactly is the place, I mean Pokemon Contest stage, going to be? Is it going to be outside in the park? That would be sooo cool if I do say so myself."

The receptionist smiled. "You're a pretty good guesser. It's going to be on the center stage of Maple Park, where all of the battles usually take place. And you two are lucky; Drew, you're contestant number 29, and May, you're contestant number 30, the least two spaces remaining in this Pokemon Contest."

Drew frowned at May. "See? I told you that we shouldn't have procrastinated. Stuff like this always happends whenever I'm with you."

May was upset that Drew would put the blame on her. "You know that I can't rememnber things, Drew. And besides, you don't have to rely on me to depict when we should do something; you should have went ahead and do it yourself!"

Drew had an expression that he knew May was right. "Yeah . . . whatever. Let's just go inside and enter the contest already."

"Of course I'm right." smirked May, as they proceeded in walking to the center field, where there were people sitting down on the grass, gazing at the syrup arena with anticipation of what they will see in this contest.

A familiar voice appeared . . . it was Vivian Meridian! As usual, she came out with her perky voice, wearing different clothes. This time she wore a sky-blue swimsuit upperbody with blue jeans on; for some reason, her clothes get more revealing every country that they travel to. "I'm your host, Vivian Meridian, and I'm going to be your host for your Pokemon Contest today! she pointed to the panel of judges. "Here are our panel of judges, and the first and head-judge is Beauty Gala!""

Beauty Gala had a pink-blazer on with hearts on it, a red undershirt, crimson-colored sunglasses, and dark-blue jeans. "I love being head'judge!" she wasn't as strict as the head-judge in the other regions, Contesta. "Happy to be here!"

Vivian pointed to the middle judge. "Here is one of our old favorites, Sukizo, the ehad of the Pokemon Fan Club!"

He had on a navy-blue shirt with a picture of three bunnies on it, and blue jeans that everyone wears. His eyes were shut in a manga way. "Happy to be here!"

Vivian pointed to the last judge. "Here is our beautiful judge, Nature-Lover Sharmin, cares and loves all!"

Sharmin had caramel-dark skin, black hair, a revealing shirt that showed the stomach, and blue jeans that had pictures of flowers on them. "Care and love for all!"

"Time to start things off with contestant number 1!" announver Vivian. "Give a hand for one of the well-known traines of Maple Town, Rick!"

Drew had a look of negativity. "Hmm . . . "

Rick, with his blond hair, red blazer, black shirt under, and blue jeans walked out with a look of confidence. "This is going to be easy." He threw his PokeBall and it released his Dragon and Sharp type Sharpoile with its wicked stance. He threw three blocks of wood at the Pokemon.

"Sss . . . " the Pokemon slashed all of the logs through with one shot before they landed on the ground, making shaved wood out of them. The crowd cheered.

"Amazing accuracy!" commented Sukizo.
.
"What will Rick use to finish this appeal off?" announced Vivian.

"Tail Whirlwind!" ordered Rick.

The Pokemon began spinning its sharp tail and all of the shavings spun in the air, leaving the arena and cleaning is well, but creating what looked like a real-life twister, but wasn't harming anybody. "Sss . . . "

In the crowd, May's hair was swaying with the wind from the appeal. "That is so
good . . . makes me feel so warm and fuzzy in a cool way . . . "

"So amazing." announced Vivian. "But harmless. What ill the judgees think?"

Gala gave 8.7. "Great control!"

Sukizo gave 9.0. "Looks dangerous, but safe!"

Sharmin gave 9.0. "A great use of nature!"

The overhead score was 27 on the monitor.

"A good, solid score!" said Vivian. "Next up . . . "

In the crowd, Drew had an impressed look on his face. "Nice job . . . for a beginner."

Moments flashed with appeals of other Pokemon on stage performing all of their respective appeals.








After more appeals with other Pokemon and their Coordinators passed on, with them getting scores low like 10 to 20 as they didn't actively coorporate with their appealing Pokemon,Vivian continued to announce on the stage. "Now we're up to contestant number 9, our famous professor here in the Zuki region, professor Sap!" announced Vivian. Everybody clapped for her.

Professor Sap walked on stage with her hair swaying with the gentle wind brewing in the arena. "Go Bevadam!" she threw a PokeBall that released her big and strong beaver Pokemon. Like Rick ,she threw a huge wood block in the air, shaped like a cube that was probably meant to be in that shape when it was cut down. "Use you Woody Chomp and form you-know-who!"

"Bevadam!" the Pokemon said excitedly, then began to carve out the wood. After a few moments later, Professor Sap, her husband Syrus, and Rick was formed.

"What an artistic move!" commented Gala. "That would look good on my front porch!" she gave Sap a 10.

"Simply remarkable!" complimented Sukizo, giving Sap a 10. "Just remarkable!"

"Great use of nature!" stated Sharmin, also giving a 10. "Not a waste at all."

"Sap gets a perfect score!" Vivian announced, with the 30 showing on the overhead board, impressing the spectators. "Next up is contestant number 10, professor Sap's husband from here in Maple Town, Syrus!"

Syrus walked on stage, waving his hand at the audience until he got to the center. "Go Shiftry, and make me proud"

he released his PokeBall that released the wily grass and dark with top-white-fur, brown under-the-belt and sandals for feet Pokemon. "Shiftry!" it did a backflip before it landed on the stage.

"A great entrance!" announced Vivian, "Good start."

"Double Team into Razor Wind!" ordered Syrus. "Make me proud!"

The Shiftry split into six copies, with the doubles slightly transparent and without a shadow in the overhead sun in a circle formation. They held their fan-leaves for hands out and began blowing wind, causing a white tornado with colorful fall leaves flying as the twister rose in speed, causing a massive wind that was felt throughout the audience and well-controlled not to hurt anybody.

"A creative use of nature." commented Sharmin, giving a 10 as a score.

"Simply remarkable!" Sukizo gave a 8.

"Nothing better than a nice summer breeze," said Gala, giving a 9.

"And Syrus' final score is 27," announced Vivian. "A good solid score! Next up . . . "








As the contest continued on, May steeped down from the spectator seats and was amazed at the high scores that Sap, Syrus, and Rick got in the first round and was wondering if she could match up to that good skill. "I hope that my Combusken can stand a chance against them . . . they seem like such good coordinators, and this is only my first Pokemon Contest in this country!"

"Next up is contestant number 18," announced Vivian. "The mysterious rock-hard Orc!"

Drew noticed and remembered that name. "Orc . . . the one that I faced when I was back on that ship a little while ago . . . he is here."

Orc, with his tan skin and rock-solid body, came onto the stage, causing mild tremors as he approached the center arena. "Rock on, Sharpinail!" He released his Pokemon out.

Sharpinail with its jaggered-rock body and nails as feet appeared onto the field with a determined face that didn't look dangerous. "Sharpen!"

"Rock Slide into Swords Dance!" ordered Orc. "Rock on and win!"

Sharpinal jumped up and down, almost destroying the stage as rocks from above fell in the direction of the arena. While in midair, Sharpinail's sharp arms transformed into a rock sword and broke all of the rocks, turning them into gravel and falling onto the stage without damaging it one bit.

"Time to clean up this mess," said Orc. "Use your Spinning Sword!"

Sharpinail's sword span like a baton in a skillful manner, making all of the gravel caused from the attack fly at the excited crowd, but high enough so that nobody could get hurt, flying outside the entrance and onto the sidewalk, making the stage clean without anything on it as before.

"I thought that it was going to hit me," said Gala, giving an 8.5. "But that amazing accuracy was cool, and yeah, that makes all the difference."

"Amazing, remarkable, but risky!" Sukizo gave 8.5 as well. "I like that!"

"Nice use of non-living nature," Sharmin gave 9.5. "Rock on? That sounds so very
. . . yeah."

"Orc gets a 26.5!" announced Vivian with the score showing on the overhead board. "A good solid, rocky score! Next up is contestant number 19. The lodge-loving Woody-Woody Two-Shoes! Weird name . . . whatever. Come on stage!"

Woody Two-Shoes came on stage with his long, pointy nose and oversized shoes. "That was so offensive that it's scary!" he yelled at Vivian. "Who cares? You think that what I'm going to do on stage is weird? Here it is!" He threw a PokeBall that released out Woodnose. "This is going to be nice!"

Woodnose had a long, red nose with sleepy eyes, no legs, a woody-body, and big ree lips, short arms, giving it an appearance that looked like dead wood. "Woody."

"Dulp yourself and make a nose sword formation!" ordered Woody.

Woodnose made 9 small, blue-green colored bushes materialize from the wooden surface of the arena, which were actually Bushose, the pre-evolved form of Woodnose.. The bushes had no mouth, purple and blue eyes that was in a dizzying spiral, and a long yellow nose. They had no emotion. " . . . zzzzzzzzz . . . " the Pokemon's noses extended and they all touched each other at the top, like when warriors clash their swords together in honor before battling, but with much more than usual in this crowded appeal, with Woodnose in the middle of the crowd.

"Now use your nosey beam!" ordered Woody Two-Shoes.

The Pokemon's interconnected noses released a large green beam with different shades into the sky above with a dazzling shine to it, creating a green glow that could be seen a distance from the park. After a feew moments, the magnificent beam nulled and the copies fadede away slowly, ending the appeal. The people in the crowd were mesmerized with the control of the attack.

Woody Two-Shoes came on stage, with him and his Pokemon giving a bow. "Now that's the way that you do it." He walked out of stage before knowing what his score is.

"Gives me the creeps," Gala gave an 8.2. "But it looks so cool!"

"Remarkable and surprising!" Sukizo gave 9.1. "Nice pattern."

"Nature is so wonderful . . . " Sharmin gave a 10. Fun times . . . "

"And Woody whatever gets 27.3; a good solid score," Vivian got the creeps all of a sudden on her face. "Next up on contestant number 20 . . . is the scary Harley! One of the known coordinators for making scary and startling appeals with a sadistic personaility . . . I love this guy!"

Harley walked out on stage with his Cacturne outfit, with a black cape as an additional, while waving to the audience with a joyous face. "Thank you! Thank you all! I'm so happy to be here today." Harley took out a PokeBall.

May and Drew were frowning at Harley after putting them into so much trouble before they made it to the region by the people that he hired, which made their appeal earlier in the contest already.

Harley threw the PokeBall. "Allow me to introduce, Rafflsite!" the PokeBall released the Pokemon onto the field.

Rafflsite had huge, gothic purple petals with strange patterns on them, with the face in the middle having an expression so terrifying that even by looking at it from a distance would give you the creeps. Being a petal lying down, it didn't have any legs, but did have small, black arms that were on the side of it. "Raffsss . . . "

"Petal Dance!" ordered Harley. "Make the crowd happy!"

Rafflsite began spinning while still on the ground, like a CD while it is being played, showing a blur of purple shades moving. Evil, dark purple petals with a violet aura flowed out which flew above the crowds, causing a lavender smell throughout the air that when sniffed, smelled like the darkness of night with nobody around. The crowd reached their noses out to sniff the beautiful aroma.

Sharmin was impressed. "Nature at nighttime!"

May and Drew's face smiled as they sniffed the petals, forgeting that the person that was pulling off this appeal was Harley.

"That smells so good . . . " May said softly. "I wish that this would last longer."

"You're right," said Sukizo. "Simply remarkable!"

"Feels like I'm on vacation . . . " said Gala softly. "Wish it was real . . . "

Drew, for once, was also mesmerized by the smell. He was closing his eyes and relaxing back on his seat. "For once, you're right May"

"This happy-go-lucky appeal is starting to get on my nerves," snickered Harley. "Too boring and making people happy isn't something that I would want to do . . . making them yell in agony would be better." Harley pointed at Rafflsite. "I think that it's time that you give the crowd something to really sniff at! Use Bitter Scent!"

"Raflsite!' the parasite petal Pokemon stopped unleashing its evil, yer elegant petals and began releasing a purple gas from its petal with a purple color, approaching the crowd as they watch with surprise of what they are about to face.

When the smell got to May, she was astonished. "Hey what the f*** is this sh**?!"

"You better not talk -- " the smell got to Drew. "You're right. This oversize Pokemon is releasing some sh***y smell!"

The crowd all covered their noses with either their fingers or their shirts in agony as they tried their best to avoid the putrid smell that became stronger and stronger as moments passed in the park. Soon the smell got outside of the location and people that were walking in the street were also noticing the horrible smell.

Sharmin was coughing. "The bad sides of nature . . . "

Sukizo was covering his face with his bunny-shirt. "I have allergies!"

Gala had a noseplug on herself. "This DOES NOT seem like a good vacation!"

Harley was enjoying the smell with a satisfied look on his face, as if he wanted the crowd to suffer like this. "Exactly what I wanted to happen." he smelled the poisonous scent even more. "I think that it's time to stop now."

"Raflss . . . " the parasite plant stopped releasing the gas, and settled down with an emotionless look.

Vivian rose up. "Harley and his Rafflsite sure have given us a big fart today!" she pointed to the panel of judges. "Now what will our judges think of this surprising, yet effective appeal?"

It took them a few seconds, but Gala, Sukizo, and Sharmin all put 10 on their counter, awarding Harley with a 30 and showing it on the overhead counter.

May was astonished. "But why?"

Drew wasn't, though. "You'll see."

"And the judges have decided to give Harley and his Rafflsite a perfect score!" announced Vivian as she approached to Gala, the head judge. "Why have you decided to give Harley this great score?"

"Because it was the last thing that the crowd and us, the judges, could have expected from anybody," explained Gala. "Sure I might not want to get that when I'm on my next vacation, but the originality and the daring of the trainer and Pokemon is something that seperates him or her from another Pokemon Coordinator."

Harley walked offstage with a proud look on his face. "Yep. I knew that I would be able to get a perfect score," when he was offstage, he walked to where his two workers were, on the front row of the audience.








After more contest appeals pasted, with the below-average scores as usual, it was Drew's turn, as he was contestant number 29 before May and her Pokemon.

Drew walked on stage, with his eyes closed in a confident look and his hands in his pocket. When he made it to the center, he took out a PokeBall and threw it without saying a word, releasing out his Flygon onto the field.

"Flygon!" the green mystic, Dragon and Flying with red goggles roared.

In the crowd, May was watching excitedly. "Go Drew!"

"Make a Sandstorm and then go into it!" ordered Drew.

The mystic Pokemon flapped its wings, creating a sand tornado that rose from the ground, soaring high into the air, then walked into the center of the twister. While it was in it, it seemed to be nothing but a green and red blur.

"Flygon has enveloped itself into a Sand Tomb with wonderous beauty!" announced Vivian. "What will he use to finish this amazing appeal off?"

Drew chuckled. "Use your Desert Song!"

Flyong closed its eyes and began singing a song that was so soft, yet a volume loud enough to be heard from far away. "Flygon . . . " it had a surround effect.

"That sounds so cool . . . " complimented May. "I wish that I could sing like that Flygon someday . . . "

The song became softer and softer, and the tornado dwindled and dwindled, with the crowd relaxing upon the sound of the song that they didn't realize anything that was going on stage. After a few moments, Flygon reappeared with an stand of elegance.

"Now what will the judges think of this ear-warming performance?" asked Vivian.

"Brilliant use of Flygon's desert Pokemon legend," complimented Sharmin, giving Drew a 10 on her counter. "As the information states in the PokeDex."

"Simply remarkable!' Sukizo gave a 9. "Just remarkable!"

"The desert isn't somewhere that I would want to chill out in," Gala gave a 9 on her counter. "But that windy appearance might just change my mind!"

"And Drew gets a 28, a good solid score!" announced Vivian as the score showed overhead on the screen. "We're getting ready for the closing of the Appeal Round of Maple Town's Pokemon Contest! Please welcome contestant number 30, May!"

May walked at a rather quick rate on stage, walking past Drew without saying any words as she did so. When she got on stage, she sent out a PokeBall. "Go Combusken!"

The PokeBall released the Fire and Fighting young fowl Pokemon. "Combusken!" it said in a raspy and determined voice.

"Flamethrower into the air and use Red Hot Kick afterwards!" ordered May. "Make a meteor shower!"

Combusken shot a Flamethrower into the air, then it jumped to the top of it with amazing leaping skills. It's feet then glowed red, kicking down the flame and making fiery sparks fly like cotton as it went back down to the stage, scorching the wooden arena and setting it on fire.

Vivian ran off the stage, avoiding the flames. "What will May do to complete this appeal and hopefully get rid of these flames?"

"Use your 10-duple Kick!" ordered May. "Put out those flames!"

Combusken ran at all of the spots on stage at a speed so quick, that it made copies of itself, with each of them kicking at the fire and putting it out. "Combusken!" it yelled in a voice that sounded as if there were many in the room. The 10 young fowl Pokemon all jumped in the air, disappearing and reuniting as one in mid-air. It then returned to the stage after the performance.

Vivian ran back onto the stage. "What a magnificent performance! And we didn't even have to get a new stage!"

"Don't play with fire," warned Sharmin, giving an 8. "But in this case, it turned out pretty good, if I do say so myself!"

"Remarkable ending," complimented Sukizo, giving a 9. "We don't have to buy a new stage for Maple Town!"

"I would love to vacation during winter in a place that hot!" explained Gala, giving 1 9.5 on her counter. "Red hot is passion of fire!"

"And May gets a 26.5, a good way to end the appeal round!" the overhead board displayed her score. "And that's the end of the first round . . . who will make it to the second round and get ready for the Contest Battles?"

May walked offstage.







After a few moments, Vivian went back on stage with an excited look on her face, the look that told people that she was going to announce who made it to the next round and who didn't. "I know that all of you coordinators are eager to know who made it, so will you all pleaase look at the screen and see if you have made it or not. Good luck to you all and may the best trainer win!"

All of the Pokemon Coordinators clenched their fists, looking at the screen with hopes of making it to the next round of Contest Battles.

Harley smirked. "I know that I'm going to, after all, I got a perfect score!"

Drew and May also looked confident.

Vivian was pointing to the overhead. "And the battling Coordinators are . . . "

The screen showed eight mugshots, and sounds of disapointment were heard from many, since they didn't pass the Appeal Round.
It was:

May vs Rick

Drew vs Orc

Sap vs Woody

Syrus vs Harley

May was excited that she passed the round. "Yay! I made it!" she screamed as if this was her first Pokemon Contest.

"You won't be there for long," commented Drew. "You're facing Rick, the person that beat me, which means that he's going to beat you."

Sap and Syrus came over, with their son walking with them as well.

"So we all made it, right?" Syrus said. "This is going to be nice. Too bad that you're facing my son, May. He's going to beat you out."

"Good luck to all of you!" Sap bidded, smiling. "Hope we face each other."

Rick had a serious face on. "So you're the one that's facing me?" he said at May. "Good luck and may the best trainer win."

May blushed. "You know, I have to say that he's kind of cute! Maybe I should go and ask him out on a date after I kick his behind . . . "

Drew blushed as well. "Not as much as I am! And what makes you think that you have even the slightest chance of beating this guy? He beat me without my Pokemon landing even on hit on that Sharpoile of his!"

"Because I'm not you!" replied May. "You May have lost to him, but that was your fault and nobody elses.

"I love seeing determination from young trainers," said Sap. "I hope that the both of you win this Pokemon Contest."

Syrus spoke up. "You better wach out- Don't forget that underestimating your opponent will cause your downfall in the end!"

May tripped over a small rock that was on the park's landscape.
They all laughed at May's silliness, but in a friendly way, with hopes of winning the Pokemon Contest Battle round..

"Now this is going to be a a good one," stated Sap and Syrus in unison.




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Contest Battles will come up tommorrow for the second part of the episode . . . er, or the next episode, whatever you want it to be. Stay tuned! Read it! I'm so lonely.
 
-_- sorry bout not reading the latest few parts, I've been busy with life.. but I'll catch up as soon as I can =D
 
oooh Those were good. I liked the part with Flygon's Desert Song alot for some reason...
^^ That was neat.

But....who will win?! ( Dun dun dun!)
 
Wow!!!!!! Your story is so awsome!!!!! I love it!!!!!! May and Drew are my favorite couple/characters and it's so hard to find anything on them.
 
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