MISFITS

Mike raised an eyebrow at Tony's sudden rambling and stuttering. He might be kind of dumb sometimes, but he wasn't stupid. For someone who seemed to take pleasure in making up stories about other people, he was really crap at lying. Well, whatever, if he wanted him to think he had a gazillion friends, he'll pretend like he thought he had a gazillion friends.

"O...kay then," he said slowly, the grin stretched across his face becoming genuine now. "You wanna add my face to that humungous list of yours? I mean, I'm not very photogenic, but I guess it can't be helped. I want to be your friend."

From what he saw, Tony was harmless. In a way, he was almost the opposite of Agrippa who (could be my - No!) was dangerous. Or at the very least, socially challenged or something. Tony wasn't even actively homophobic, which meant he probably said a lot he didn't mean. So really, if you didn't pay any attention to that, he was probably an almost functioning human being. And he liked him some functioning human beings.

"I want to be your friend," he said lightly, "and I'm not taking no for an answer."
 
"You want to be my friend?" Toby laughed a little midsentance. No one had really asked that before. Some people had just accepted him as mild aquaintance or nodded when they asked "is he with you?" at a bar, but nobody had really gone out of their way to ask Toby to be their friend. Or asked if they could be Toby's friend. He wasn't a very likable person, he knew that. Something must be really weird with this Mark kid. "Well, uh, sure. If you put it that way. I'll, um, add you to the list." Toby waved his hand about in the air, adding "Mark - The Weird Fag" onto it. Toby hoped to god that he really was a fag and this was some gay way to ask him out. Because Toby did not swing that way.

"Well, I don't know about you, but I don't want to stick around to see these guys do it in the bushes. It doesn't even make sense," Toby got to his feet and brushed the dirt off his clothes. "I mean seriously, a fairy and a dyke, getting it on? Not my kind of party. You got a way off this mountain that doesn't involve climbing?"
 
Kylie scooted herself back up against the arm of the couch so she was in sitting position, then looked down at the wound herself. It looked worse in this light - she would probably need at least 20 stitches to close it. She touched it to wipe away some of the blood and winced. She looked up, and Chuck brushed some of the loose hairs out of her face. Smiling at her. Kylie broke into a grin.

"I'm not going to pass out, but we do need to get the hell out of here," she replied, still smiling.
 
Grims heard everything exchanged between Toby and Mike. "Um, hi? Yeah, we have ears, ya know?" He let go of Shade, albeit a bit reluctantly and turned to Toby, "First, I'm no fairy. Second, she's not a dyke. Third, you're probably in the closet. And, fourth, we're sticking together. A'int no way in hell you're gonna survive without us." He then turned to Mike, "Um...can we talk? Like, in private?"
 
Drake had been in his fair share of fights, both with pokémon and humans, but never had he meet an opponent as hard as the probation officer. Countering and blocking hit after hit, the officer showed him that you can't use regular fighting moves on a human with crazy weird super powers. When Gepedo's hidden power failed, he finally decided that it was time to bring the big gun's back out, even if it cost Chuck the basement. Using a double team move that he and Gepedo had been practicing for "bad business deals", Drake lit her up with incinerate and Gepedo chopped through her skull diagonally and sliced through her heart with just one cut. D**n they were good.

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Chuck heard the sound of a "tussle" going on in the basement, that seemed to last just a bit longer then he was hoping for, but luckily the smell of burning flesh and the sound of screaming confirmed his hopes that his pokémon were okay.

Covered in blood and scratches, the two dragonites emerged from the basement with the two halves of the officer's charred head in their hands. Getting up from the couch he had been sharing with Kylie, he took the halves by the hair and patted the duo's heads with much deserved approval.

Addressing the whole room, he made his anxiousness clear "Now lets 'get the hell outta here'!" he said half mocking Kylie, with a nice flashy smile on.

He helped Kylie up onto Drake and pocketed Gepedo before the odd group set off to find a pokémon center for the boys and a hospital for the girl.
 
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"Well, I don't know about you, but I don't want to stick around to see these guys do it in the bushes. It doesn't even make sense. I mean seriously, a fairy and a dyke, getting it on? Not my kind of party. You got a way off this mountain that doesn't involve climbing?"

Mike was about to shrug off the inherent offensiveness about the comments because it was kind of obvious now that Tony was just being a jerk for the sake of being a jerk and really didn't believe anything he said. It was unfortunate that not everyone was as relaxed as he was about people who were sort of immature. Grims had apparently overheard their conversation - or, at the very least, Tony's signature snide remark. After leaving that girl (and he saw ow reluctant that Hrims was to do so) he began berating Tony for what must've been the thousandth time, he turned to Mike.

"Um...can we talk? Like, in private?" he asked. He seemed a little bit nervous. Mike was beginning to wonder exactly how experienced Grims actually was if he kept blushing and flailing about like that. For someone who gave off such a 'thug' image and had seemed so confident he seemed surprisingly vulnerable sometimes. This would totally have been a bonus for any relationship they might've struck up, so he just hoped that girl appreciated it. What was it Grims had said before? Sex with a guy, relationship with a girl. Well, he couldn't have both and he refused to let himself be led on.

Mike stayed where he was and casually slung an arm over Tony's shoulders without even thinking about it.

"What's more private than in the wilderness of the mountains? And really, what is there to say that we can't say it in front of my friend Tony and that lovely lady over there?" he said lightly.
 
It caught Grims off guard, to say the least. He had honestly thought that Mike was an understanding guy, and certainly didn't expect him to get chummy with Toby. Was it because of how he was behaving with Shade...Was...Was he jealous? Grims set his jaw and crossed his arms, "Fine."

He didn't even blush. In complete honesty, the "blushing" was actually just excess heat from the fire he had inside of him rising to his face. es, some of it was contributed to a feeling of tenderness around Mike and Shade, but it was otherwise completely unrelated.

"I find you attractive. I also find Shade attractive. I don't plan on messing around with both you because I can't stand cheating. I was going to tell you this, along with saying that I hoped you'd understand and not get jealous depending on my choice." He turned and stalked off, his Pokemon following him. Before he got far, he looked back at Shade and gave her an apologetic smile, "I don't wanna lead you on, or you, Mike."

Grims turned and walked off, finding a rather large tree where he decided to sleep for the night. He settled on a large branch, Jack O' and Shade both sleeping on branches close by. Before he shut his eyes, he called out to Toby, "Hey! Call that Chuck guy! See if he's okay! Good night!" Then he remembered something: He couldn't sleep with his jeans on. Grims chuckled, "Oh! And unless your hungry for tube steak, I wouldn't suggest coming over here!" He slipped off his jeans and shucked off the remains of his shirt and settled down for sleep in the nude.
 
"First, I'm no fairy. Second, she's not a dyke. Third, you're probably in the closet. And, fourth, we're sticking together. A'int no way in hell you're gonna survive without us," Grims said to Toby. Toby blinked.

"Okay, first, you put your tongue in your mouth and said you would do a guy. It doesn't matter how much you explain you are... what, bi-physical? You're still gay. Second, have you seen that sullen and despressing face? That haircut? She's surrounded by guys and only makes her move on the gay. She's obviously a lesbian. Three? Your kiss disgusted me. My mouth will never feel the same way again. If I was actually a gay, I would most likely be on you. Right now. Fourth, who was the one who was so eagar to leave the others? And who just killed the probation officer by cutting off her head?" Toby raised his hand. "I believe that was me."

Toby almost laughed at Mark's response to Grims. That's right, Mark was Toby's b*tch now. Well, not like that. Toby's very loyal new friend. Yeah, that sounded better. He smiled a triamphant smile at Grims. He was winning this war. Toby thrust his hands in his pockets, an attempt to seem more aloof with Mark's new friendship when his hands came over a PokéBall. Oh, that's right, that Dragonite guy's number. Toby pulled out his phone and dialed the number. He really hoped that it wasn't a fake number to a pizza place or a sex line. Or did he?

"Already one step ahead of you, bro," Toby nodded to Grims, shaking the phone that was next to his ear. Okay, so Dragonite guy's name was Chuck. Like puke. He leaned over to Mark. "Okay, either we play pranks on him while he's sleeping or we leave somehow. I vote on both options, but whatever floats your boat.
 
Mike blinked. He wondered for a moment about whether he should feel offended that Grims had expected him to just wait while he tried to decide whether he wanted to choose the girl or the guy but shrugged. He'd already mostly let it go. Well, whatever, this had already gotten royally screwed up. Whatever would happen next would happen.

"Wait, wait, wait, he thought I was jealous?" said Mike, raising his eyebrows. He wasn't really. Surprised and a little hurt, yes, but he was pretty sure that the other girl had an equal right to be in a relationship with whoever she wanted.

"Okay, either we play pranks on him while he's sleeping or we leave somehow. I vote on both options, but whatever floats your boat," said Tony in a conspiratory tone.

Mike shrugged. "Why leave? I haven't left Saffron in ages. Speaking of which..." he took a hold of his three Pokeballs and let his Pokemon out. They hadn't gotten a chance to come out for the entire day and he missed them.

The three stared around them at the strange environment. Puppet, his Haunter, noted the three new humans around and smiled while Lighter, his Houndoom, scoped out the situation with his usual seriousness. Candy bounded over and landed on Mike's head with a frown.
 
"I guess. But he also thought I was gay, so you know, go figure?" Toby shrugged, still listening to his phone, waiting for a click of somesort. "We don't have to go back to Saffron, I just mean off this mountain. Because I want to eat something that isn't good for you." He shrugged. A cheeseburger sounded really nice right now. Really, really nice. The last proper thing he ate was a bag of crisps he had stolen from the vending machine at the PokéCentre. The phone continued to ring with no answer.

"C'mon, c'mon pick up," Toby muttered at the phone. "I mean, we could go somewhere in Cerulean? The night is still young."
 
The buzzing in his pocket woke Chuck up from his half sleep and he wasn't to happy about it when he picked up. "Who is this?" he yelled over the sound of the wind, figuring it was other some prank caller or his parent's who always somehow knew when he trashed the house.

As he shouted into the phone, he spotted the lights of a city not far from Saffron, probably Celadon, and he started to maneuver the "team" down to the pokécenter so he could drop the duo off and check into the s*itty motel next door.
 
Grims wasn't really sleeping. He heard what Toby said but decided against saying anything. He really just wanted to be alone right now. Sitting on the branch, Grims decided to hone his fire abilities. He started off simple; lighting a single finger and watching the flame. Grims realized that if he focused, he could make the flame rise and fall. Then, he proceeded to light his entire right hand ablaze.

The boy played with fire in the tree, naked, and oblivious to the fact that the light could make him clearly visible to the others. To an onlooker, he would probably look like Adam: nude, pale, with a shock of pale, blonde hair, playing fire in the branches of a large tree, completely shut off from the world around him.
 
Shade wasn't even paying attention to the conversation the boys were having and it was obvious she wasn't, she was still in shock from what had happened with that memory. Seriously what the H*ll was that she thought nodding as Grims said something that she didn't hear. She spotted Toby on the phone and Mike just standing there. "Please let me know if we're gonna leave...I need to think" Shade said to Toby and Mike before turning her back on them and going to a tree farther from the group sitting under it still lightly shaking from whatever her power had done.
 
Toby narrowed his eyes. "If you wanna leave, go ask your boyfriend," he waved his hand in the general direction of Grims. A click! Ah, finally, he picked up.

"Who is this?" the voice yelled over the phone. How polite. There was a lot of noise in the background. They must be... in a jacuuzi together or cliff diving or something. Who cares?

"Uh, it's Toby? You gave me your number. Are you guys like, okay? Mark said you were dying or something. What are you doing?" Toby yelled back into the phone. His voice echoed through the moutain. Ugh, it was kinda creepy.
 
Chuck rolled his eyes as he heard (what was his name?) Moby's voice on the other side of the line, and with today's craziness coupled with Moby's obvious homophobia, if given the choice, he would have chosen a telemarketer over the gay-basher. He landed and got Drake, who was on the verge of collapsing, back into his pokeball before entering the pokecenter.

"We're, uh... not that fine." he said as he nodded to the nurse behind the counter while giving her his pokéballs with a polite smile "We were attacked by that crazy b*tch of a probation officer, and my pokémon killed her, but in the process, Kylie the hot blond one," he said under his breath to so she wouldn't get offended "has a huuuuuuuuge gash on her, leg so I'm takin' her over to a hospital down the street as my pokémon heel up" he gave a long exasperated sigh before continuing, hoping Moby picked up on the fact that he didn't need to shout anymore. "We're staying at some s*itty motel, called Pok-a-stay, that's probably crawling with hookers and herpes, but we definitely have to meet up tomorrow, if not tonight."
 
Grims saw Shade wander off to a tree nearby as he was playing with his flames and decided to do a little test. "I wonder..." He pressed his hands together, while out the same time expelling fire into them. In his mind, Grims imagined the fire taking the form of a miniature Pidove. He focused hard. "Okay, let's see," Grims muttered. He opened his hands and there, flickering in its own light, was a small, flaming Pidove.

Grims grinned, proud of himself. "Now, little guy, go over and give that girl a peck on the shoulder for me," he whispered. He blew gently into the Pidove, sending it towards Shade on a breath of fire.

The small flame reached Shade and pecked her shoulder before fluttering there for a moment.
 
Toby noticed as the yelling died down. He must have flew them since Mark said they were not in Saffron. Nice, hot blonde. Not nice, bloody hot blonde. Maybe Toby might have a chance with her if he came to visit! Brought flowers from the garden outside or something!

"She attacked us too. She must have some kind of freaky ability to... cut herself and heal and then go insane. Like a Starmie. Or something, I don't know. Okay, okay, well I hope she's okay. Don't wanna lose a girl like that. Yeah, about meeting up. Grims stuck us on a mountain near Cerulean and some of us, including dear Mark and I, have no way of getting down without killing ourselves," he nodded at Mark. "So, yeah, when you're done, come and pick us up! I love hookers! Not herpies, but hookers are cool. Yeah, so meet up soon, baby!" He added some kind of verbal wink, whatever that was.
 
Shade jumped when she felt something pecked her shoulder. She looked seeing a miniature Pidove made of fire and smiled looking around for Grims. She spotted him in a tree and immedietly blushed looking away when she saw him nude in a tree near her. "What was that for" she said to him.
 
"Just wanted to see if I could do it," he chuckled, "Plus, you looked a little shellshocked...Was it because of how I held you?" He wasn't at all concerned of her seeing him in his naked glory. Nudity was a thing Grims took great comfort in.
 
"No it's not that...it's just when I touched your arm something happened" Shade said remembering what she had seen. "When i held your arm did you notice anything different about me?"
 
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