I wantto take this moment to apologize to the (two or three) "fans" 
I hadon the PFFML that I told this section would be done soon two months ago. 
Reallife got in the way. But now it's done, so enjoy.
 
PokeballRun: The Great Race
Part 5- Screw the Show, Love is in the Air
ByC-Dogg
Inspiredby Cannonball Run
 
Disclaimer:All unoriginal material is TM and(C) all respective owners. Please 
don't sueme. I have no money. Besides, my lawyer can beat up your lawyer.
 
Foullanguage, tasteless humor and sex jokes lie ahead. This one may not be 
for thekiddies. 
 
"/"denotes pokemon speak i.e. "/Duplica?"
 
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4:55P.M.
 
Thecast slowly opened their eyes. The author was gone as were the cars, 
theparking lot, and the rest of Celadon City. They now stood in different 
parts oflong line outside of the Cerulean City Gym. They reached into their 
respectivepockets to inspect their tickets.
 
"CeruleanCity is proud to present 'Show Your Chest' - an adaptation of 
the classic novel'Piratemon - Adventures on the High Seas' Starring the 
Cerulean Sisters and thePewter City Acting Troupe. Doors open at 5:30P.M. 
Show begins at 6:00P.M."
 
On thereverse side of the small yellow ticket, it read, "Whenever you're 
readyto leave, just call for me and you'll be taken back to Celadon. Enjoy 
the Show.- Metro"
 
*****
Ms.Ketchum leaned against the professor and played with the collar of his 
shirt."It's been a while, Professor Oak," she told him sweetly.
 
"Yes,it has," he responded with a smile.
 
"Howabout we go back to Celadon now and make up for lost time?" she 
suggested.
 
"Butif we leave now, we'll miss..." Oak noticed the sinister look 
in her eyes.And then it hit him. "Oh!"
 
Ms.Ketchum called for the author and the two faded away in an embrace.
 
*****
5:00P.M.
Surgeand Blaine had gotten out of line and walked along it in search of 
Brock. Theyfound him with Ash near the front.
 
"Showdoesn't start for an hour. Wanna come with us for a drink?" 
proposed thelieutenant.
 
Blaineadded, "Don't worry. Koga already went back to Celadon. Says he's 
afraidof pirates."
 
Brockweighed his options. Alcoholic escape won. "Let's go."
 
"Wait!"Ash protested. "You're just going to leave me here?&
quot;
 
"Sorry.They don't let babies into bars," Surge told the young 
trainer. The threegym masters walked off.
 
"Pikpikachu!" shouted the yellow rodent.
 
Ashlooked behind him, suddenly wondering where his mom was.
 
*****
*ziiiip*
 
"Nowthat is an Oak!"
 
*****
5:02P.M.
 
"Please?"
 
"No."
 
"Please?"
 
"No."
 
"Whynot?" Officer Jenny whined.
 
"Itold you. I want to see the show," Nurse Joy answered.
 
"Butyou promised!" Jenny was acting like a spoiled child.
 
Joy puther finger to the woman's mouth. "After the show, we'll go back 
to Celadonand I'll get you one. Now be a good girl and behave yourself."
 
Jennylicked the tip of the nurse's finger then bit down lightly and nibbled 
it.
 
NurseJoy smiled. "It's not working."
 
Theofficer stamped her foot and crossed her arms.
 
*****
5:10P.M.
 
"Whydid he stick us out here so damn early?" Misty grumbled. She 
was in themiddle of the line and by herself.
 
"HiMisty!"
 
Theredhead turned around to see Duplica's smiling face. She was very cheerful.
"How are ya?"
 
Mistyanswered, "Tired and bored. Not to thrilled about seeing my sisters 
againeither."
 
Thebitterness chipped away at Duplica's smile a bit. "You seem lonely. 
Mindif I keep you company?"
 
"Ofcourse not. Step right in. The blue-haired girl cut the line, 
inciting a fewcomplaints from the people behind. A dirty look silenced them. &
quot;Have youseen Ash?"
 
Thesmile faded a more. "Um, no." Duplica slid her arm around 
Misty'sshoulders and pulled her close. "Why don't you forget about him 
for thenight? You'll enjoy the show more."
 
"Okay.But let me know if you see him."
 
Duplicasighed.
 
*****
In thealley behind the gym, three members of the cast were plotting their 
dastardlydeeds. Though they tried unsuccessfully to rob the place before, 
Team Rocketwould not let something as trivial as failure stop them, a 
painfully obviousfact.
 
"This'llbe great!" Meowth announced. "All dose people will be 
too distractedby da show. We can sneak in and nab all da pokemon and no one 
will know!"
 
"That'sa great plan Meowth," James complimented. "When we 
bring in all ofthose water pokemon, the boss will love us!"
 
"I'mnot doing it," Jessie announced. 
 
Jamesand Meowth stared at her blankly. Neither wanted to argue with Jessie 
becauseit usually ended in pain.
 
"Okaythen. We'll do it without you," Meowth told her. James nodded 
inagreement.
 
"No.James is coming with me."
 
"What?"
 
"Isee where this is going," James said cagily. Jessie smiled at 
him, a bitsurprised that he actually knew what she was thinking. "Jessie 
wants tosee the show but she doesn't want to go in alone. Right?"
 
Thebuxom woman groaned. "Wrong!" She moved towards James and 
whisperedinto his ear with a wicked grin. The blood slowly drained from the 
boy's face.
 
"Eh,um, I think I'll go with Meowth instead." He tried to escape 
but Jessieyanked him back by the collar.
 
"You'retrying to run. That's such a turn-on." Jessie looked up to 
the sky andcalled, "Author!" 
 
As thetwo faded away, James was beginning to cry.
 
"Idon't need those bums," spat Meowth. "I'll do it myself.&
quot;
 
*****
6:45P.M.
 
Thethree gym leaders sat at the bar, petitioning the bartender for more 
drinks ata fairly rapid pace. The largest of them hunched forward on his arms 
to keepfrom falling off of his stool.
 
"Itell you," Surge said in a slurred manner, "Alcohol *hic* is 
man'strue best friend!" He downed another glass of whiskey and shouted 
formore.
 
"Guys,the show starts in fifteen minutes," Blaine told his drinking 
buddies. Theold man had a much higher tolerance for alcohol than the other 
two."Should we head back now?"
 
"Fuckit," said Brock, his face as red as a tomato. "I don't 
think I couldmake it back anyway."
 
"Ithought you had the hots *hic* for Misty's sisters?" Surge 
inquired.
 
"Iused to, but I have one love now! And when I win this race, we'll be 
togetherforever!" Brock swung a bottle of sake wildly as he spoke.
 
"Youdo *hic* realize that you can lose, right?"
 
"Lethim have his drunken fantasies, Surge," said Blaine.
 
"*hic*Hey, who's the babe that just walked in?"
 
Brockand Blaine turned to see. Brock almost fainted.
 
"Sandra?!"he shouted.
 
Thegirl still wore the same clothes as she did the first day, but now donned 
apair of sunglasses. Her curly blonde hair bounced softly as she approached 
thebar and took the empty stool next to Brock. Had the boy not been so 
wasted, hewould have realized that something was slightly wrong...
 
Surgewhistled loudly. "Nice job Brock."
 
Sandrareached up and stroked Brock's face with one hand, causing his face to 
turn aneven deeper shade of red. With her other hand, she reached behind the 
boy andslipped two small tablets into his glass, then handed it to him. 
 
Brock'smind returned from the clouds. He dumped the drink into his mouth and 
tookSandra's hand. "Author!"
 
Contraryto previous fashion, Metro faded into view this time. He peered at 
Brock overhis sunglasses."
 
"Areyou sure?"
 
"What?Of course I am!"
 
"Brock,this isn't my..." Tears were welling in the young gym 
leader's eyes andhis bottom lip was beginning to quiver. The author sensed a 
waterfall coming."Oh, all right." Metro snapped his fingers and the 
pair faded away.
 
"Youcould fit an airplane through this fucking plot hole," said 
Blaine.
 
Alightning bolt struck the stool next to him.
 
"You'ddo well to just shut up," Metro responded.
 
*****
6:00P.M.
 
Thecrowd had gathered in their seats. They talked excitedly about the 
upcomingshow among other things. Then the lights dimmed and the crowd came to 
a nearsilence. A bright spotlight exploded from the sky and landed on three 
women.They were the Cerulean Sisters and they took turns introducing the show.
 
"Like,good evening everyone!" said the blonde sister.
 
"We'veworked so totally hard to make this a great performance!" 
said the pinkhaired sister.
 
"Enjoythe show!" said the blue-haired sister. "And don't 
forget to visitthe gift shop!" she added.
 
Withthat, the spotlight disappeared.
 
*****
"Hm.I wonder where dey keep da pokemon stored?" Meowth wondered 
aloud as hestalked the halls of the Gym, wishing he were tall enough to reach 
the lightswitches.
 
"Hurh!"
 
"Whatwas that?"
 
Soggyfootsteps approached quickly. Meowth ducked into a hallway. A staryu 
passed by.It brandished a flashlight and wore a cap with the word &
quot;Security"stitched into it in white letters. In it’s other 
appendage, it held set ofkeys.
 
Adevilish smirk appeared on Meowth's face. He pounced like a lion and 
attackedthe unsuspecting pokemon.
 
"Rowr!"
 
"/Holyshit!"
 
*****
6:30P.M.
 
On thewatery floor of the Cerulean Gym, ships exchanged fire with 
well-timedexplosions. Some pirates flew overboard as parts of their 
respective ships wereblown away as others exchanged dialogue and swore at 
each other. The crowdcheered and clapped with delight.
 
“Booooooooh-ring!”chided Jenny, receiving a light elbow in the ribs from her 
companion.
 
*****
Meowthwhistled as he swung the beam of his flashlight around the halls and 
whirled thekeys around a finger. One sign captured his attention.
 
“PokemonStorage Room. All right! I found it!” the feline filed through the 
keys,testing each one until he was finally able to unlock the door. Dozens of 
pokeballs littered the brown shelves. Meowth began to drool.
 
“I knewI didn’t need dose two bums.”
 
*****
“Jessie?Jessie? The rope is making my wrists hurt.” James felt a weight 
settle down onhis stomach and two legs touching his side. A finger ran slowly 
down his barechest. He swallowed hard, trying to maintain his composure. 
“C-can you at leasttake the blindfold off?”
 
“It’smore fun this way,” Jessie told him, shoving a sock his mouth. The 
boy’scomplaining was beginning to annoy her. “Are you ready?” With a flick 
of thewrist, she cracked a whip, flipping the nearby light switch to its 
offposition.
 
Jamesbegan to cry again.
 
*****
With alight shove, Brock fell back on his bed. He looked up at the girl, 
still unsureof whether or not he was dreaming. Sandra raised a hand to her 
sunglasses andremoved them, revealing a pair of beady eyes.
 
Brock’sjaw dropped. “What...no...zzzzzzz.” The boy fell into a deep slumber.
 
Thegirl glowed white and shrank into a much smaller size. A smiling ditto 
made itsway to the door.
 
“/Theybetter appreciate this,” it mumbled.
 
*****
Meowthexited the room with a mountain of poke balls cradled in his arms. “Now 
I justgotta get woid to da boss and...” He felt a tap on his shoulder. “What 
is it?”he asked, turning his head.
 
Fourstaryu security guards stared directly at him.
 
“Gah!”Meowth dropped the balls, each releasing a pokemon. Several more 
staryu andstarmie as well as a variety of other water pokemon surrounded the 
feline.Meowth pulled the security hat from behind his back and placed it on 
his head.
 
“Movealong. Nothing to see here,” he said nervously. They all continued 
theirmenacing stares.
 
“Okay.Time for Plan B. Author!” No response. “Metro! Help!”
 
Stillnothing.
 
“Ohfuck.”
 
Thewater pokemon descended on Mewoth and proceeded to kick his ass.
 
*****
7:49P.M.
 
Duplicaand Misty stood outside of the gym. Neither really wanted to go back 
to the innat Celadon yet, but both were tired of the show, but both were 
tired of theshow.
 
“Hey,”Misty blurted out. “Where’s your ditto?”
 
“Er,it’s back at Celadon,” she answered with a small smirk.
 
The twowere silent for short while. Then,
 
“Do youthink we can still win, Misty?”
 
Theother girl shrugged. “Anything’s possible.”
 
Duplicastared up at the full moon. “Anything...” she thought to her self. 
She gatheredher courage and turned to face the redhead.
 
“Misty,I really like you.”
 
“Wha--“she was cut off. Duplica threw her arms around the girl and kissed 
herpassioantely.
 
Acombination of surprise, shock, and fear crossed Misty’s face. Her mind 
raced amile per minute. “Shitshitshitshitshit! I can’t believe this! I’ve 
been sharinga bed with her! Although she is a good kiss...ah! What am I 
thinking?!”
 
Mistypushed away and fell backwards on the ground, face as red as a 
tomato.“Duplica! You’re a...a...a...”
 
Theblue-haired girl nodded. Misty shouted for the author.
 
The boyappeared with a Cheshire grin. “What? I thought you two would make a 
cutecouple.”
 
Misty’sface grew even redder. Her top was ready to blow. “You...you fucking 
pervert!”she screamed. The girl swung her mallet with all of her might at 
Metro’s headIt had the same effect as a paper ball hitting the side of an 
ocean liner.
 
You areso going to regret that,” he told her.
 
*****
8:06P.M.
 
Theperformance had concluded. All of the actors stood on the last remaining 
shipand bowed. They received a standing ovation.
 
“Can wego now?” Jenny whined.
 
“I supposeso.” Said Nurse Joy. 
 
They calledfor the author together and faded away.
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