Pokemon Fan Fiction / Pokemon Fan Fiction ❯ Savior of the Ocean ❯ Chappy 11 ( Chapter 11 )
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Savior of the Ocean: Chappy Eleven
Well, we pulled off their masks, and guess what they were! Well, Lazuli's song should tell you all you need to know.
" Blaziken,
Walking Bathtubs in disguise,
Lalalalala.
Blaziken,
They're flaming too, oh my,
Lalalalala."
Get it now? Well, if you don't, too bad. Because now they were going to tackle us! But suddenly, my favorite sofa came swimming out of nowhere (fanfare)! IT squashed all of the "Blaziken". Well, that was that.
Now we moved on. The BOOOOOOGER was behind us (gasps of horror)! AAAAAAAAAH! Now what? Well, obviously, run!!! But then the BOOOOGER did the Cancan (which looks weird with no legs). But soon he shot a psychic at us and hit us and then we thought about monkeys and rabbits and sars and school and gym socks and shaving cream and sausage and lockers and Davey Jones' Locker and clarinets and toilets and TVs and cabinets and bags and boxes and tests and stupidity and teletubbies and gorillas and video games. Then we thought about monkeys and rabbits and sars and school and gym socks and shaving cream and sausage and lockers and Davey Jones' Locker and clarinets and toilets and TVs and cabinets and bags and boxes and tests and stupidity and teletubbies and gorillas and video games. And then we fell unconscious (again Yay).
When we woke up we were in DAVEY JONES' LOCKER! And, then again, we WERE underwater. So we escaped (via monkeys and rabbits and sars and school and gym socks and shaving cream and sausage and lockers and Davey Jones' Locker and clarinets and toilets and TVs and cabinets and bags and boxes and tests and stupidity and teletubbies and gorillas and video games). So we were having so much fun (not).
Well, to make a long story short, we beat up the BOOOOOOOGER and then he beat us up and then we beat up the BOOOOOOOGER and then he beat us up and then we beat up the BOOOOOOOGER and then he beat us up and then we beat up the BOOOOOOOGER and then he beat us up. So we lost in the end. But now his mind snapped and he said, "Lalalalala, I want to be a ballerina!"