by RandomTask and InsaneLlama
“I’d really rather not,” said Ashley to the fat drunk.
The man started to reach for her, “I believe the lady said no,” said X, turning the man to face him.
“You gonna do somethin about it,” said the man with a drunken slur, putting up his dukes.
“You know not the task you are undertaking. Put down your hands, and leave us. If you strike at her, or I, I will be forced to defend myself to the best of my ability. In your state, it is a grave mistake to attempt a brawl,” with this, X let his jacket fall open just enough to let the light glint off the metal of one of his knives. The man reached into his boot and drew a long hunting knife. “Ashley, please excuse me for a minute,” said X, getting his game face on. X’s previous politeness quickly melted away. The man charged at him jabbing with the knife. X dodged, and as the man went by, kicked him on the back of the thigh. The drunk went crashing into the wall. When he stood up and turned around, he leaned against the wall, gaining his bearings. X didn’t waste any time, he quickly flicked 3 knives at the man. They had exactly the effect desired. The man was now pinned to the wall by his clothes. The drunk threw the hunting knife at X. X didn’t want it to go into the crowd, so he dodged, and blocked it to the ground with his jacket. He picked it up, and threw it into the wall about 4 feet above the man’s head.
“This is your last warning, surrender, and I will pull the knives out. Attempt to continue fighting, and I won’t hit clothing next time.” said X his politeness returning. The drunk gave in, X removed the knives. “Now leave us, and never bother Ashley or any woman again. If I hear of it, I will return, and not be so nice next time,” said X. The drunk stumbled out the door. Turning around, X tossed a few coins to the barkeep. “Sorry bout the holes,” said X. X walked to where Ashley was standing. “Sorry about that Ashley. There was no other way,” said X, bowing to Ashley and then rising again.
Before Random finished his song, the applause began. Random ended the piece as the audience was giving a standing ovation to X for wasting the drunk at Spitz’ bar. Random smiled and observed as X began talking to Ashley. He walked offstage, picked up his wicked PokeDex and thanked his band. Random gathered his Martin and bag from his room and walked back to the audience. In the hallway, Random’s cell phone rang.
“Random 'ere.” He greeted friendly.
“Random! Icy was abducted by some weird PokeMon… he is back now… but not in good shape!” Llama was audibly worried.
“Well be there in 15 minutes!” Random closed up the phone and scuffled to X. “X! Icy is in the hospital! We gotta go!” X tore himself away from his conversation, replaced his cap, and bid farewell.
“I am sorry, Ashley. I must go. Perhaps we will meet again.” X said politey.
“Maybe…” Ashley gave X a quick peck on the lips and scampered off. Random let a whistle and Ivan (the dubious Ivysaur) came scampering from under Spitz’ supervision. Random, X, and Ivysaur made their way to the Celadon PokeMon Center in quick-step. On the way, Random relayed his conversation. They rejoined the group, sitting in the Waiting Room.
“What happened?” Random asked.
Insanellama quickly told all they knew of icy’s abduction. X’s face had been somewhat dazed when he walked in, for a reason only random and a handful of people at Spitz’s bar knew. When Insanellama related the tale, X’s face went pale.
Just then Nurse Joy walked in. “You can come and see icy now,” she said. They walked in. Icy was awake. Icy looked very weak. There was a car-battery iv going into his arm. “Pi ka chuuuuuu” said Icy, no one needed to hear the translation.
To Be Continued…
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