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So I've finally made a second part. I always seem to be writing these after 10pm at night.

Faye turns the doorknob and switches on the room light, only to see Zeke almost covered by a blanket, shivering. Faye groans. "I can't tell if he's shaking because he's scared of a balloon, or he's just cold."

"Well, its winter and the temperature is almost below freezing. Being an Ice type, I'm probably making the room colder just by being in it as well." The Ice Weasel Pokemon replies. "Anyway, he used to live in the desert, he's not used to this heat."

Zeke still hides under the covers, trembling. He lifts part of the blanket up to eavesdrop on the conversation. Scared of a balloon. Pssh. It isnt his fault Game Freak decided to give him a 4X weakness to Fairy types.

Zeke closes his already half-shut eyelids and reminisces back through time. Back to when him and Faye both met.

"Arceus dammit! That blasted Scraggy has struck again!"

"What's his problem? We try and get on with our construction, and this leaping lizard waltzes in and makes it fall to pieces!"

"Well we've tried countless plans to stop him, but none of them have come close to working. The only real choice is to just rebuild what he destroyed."

"Why, so he can just wreck it again?"

"Hey, we're trying to get rid of him but let's face it. If he can get past our Timburr guards, we have a fat chance of stopping him."

"Whatever you say. Well, time to get back to work."

As this conversation went on, the very Pokemon in question slyly watched over them from the shadows. Snickering lightly to himself, he overlooked the construction team resuming the futile work. The project had been taking place for a few months now, but efforts to make progress have been fruitless due to this Scraggy wreaking havoc when they least expect it. After all, this was his territory, and there was no way he was letting some pesky builders get in the way of it. Especially without his permission.

Letting his hands fall to the sides of his "pants", he lifted them up, pulling the skin upwards with them as they had started to sag a little too low on him. He was just glad that he didn't have to worry about them falling while he ran or went into a fight or something. That'd be difficult to deal with constantly.

While watching the construction workers and their Timbur get back to work again, he saw two of the workers talking amongst themselves further away from the construction site. Getting slightly curious on this, he made his way closer to the two of them; being careful so as not to be seen. As he got in closer, the voices were suddenly picked up on him.

"So you sure about this? I mean, this Scraggy's a tough one to deal with."

"Not entirely, but it's the best shot we've got right now. They're close by in the desert so they'll be here real soon. Besides, I heard that this trainer is one of the toughest from the Sinnoh Region. We'll just have to put our trust in them."

So they were planning on trying to get rid of him were they? Well, he'd like to see them try. No way was he going to go down without a fight...And he had yet to have lost a single time. After all,...trainers around these parts were weak compared to him so he had nothing to worry about.

...Right?

Later that afternoon as the workers were continuing on building on the site with the help of their Timburr, a blur of yellow streaked by, only to leap up into the air and crash through a steel beam that had been halfway into being welded to the rest of the building's structure, sending it crashing into the desert ground below. This had caused the ones that were nearby to scatter out of harm's way before glancing up towards where the beam had once been, only to spot the very Scraggy that had been terrorizing them.

"It's that Scraggy again! He just doesn't know when to quit!"

Both builders throw their Pokeballs simultaneously, as the Timburrs appear out of the emitted light. The Scraggy chuckled before initiating a fatal High Jump Kick, leaving one Timburr lying on the ground immediately defeated.

The other Timburr gave him a stare with revenge in his eyes, before swinging his wooden block at high velocity. To Timburr's surprise however, the lizard Pokemon picked up part of a broken steel beam off the ground and used it to easily block the attack from dealing damage.

The Timburr bounces away, stunned by what happened. He looks to his left only to see his wooden block resting in the sand a few meters away from him. He tries to get up, only to be forced into a crawl by severe leg pains (courtesy of a certain lizard). Timburr desperately tries to crawl and retrieve his weaponry, only to have his fingers crushed by Scraggy's own.

The Timburr howls in pain and quickly retreats. Swinging the Steel beam, the Scraggy chuckles to himself.

All of a sudden, a white and red capsule comes flying towards him, hitting him in the face. Before being able to think about what it couldve been, a red light bursts out of it and sucks him inside.

.................

Scraggy wakes up and looks around. Darkness. There doesn't seem to be anything here. He turns his head 90 degrees only to see a flashing red button with a timer counting down on it. Three. Two -

Before the countdown can decrease any longer, the Scraggy pushes the button and the capsule bursts open. He looks around to see broken beams, sand and a female trainer with her Sneasel companion sharpening his claws.

He raises his hand and clenches it into a fist. Bring out an Ice and Dark type against a Fighting type Pokemon? Foolish. With a trainer like that, his worries seemed to end before they began.

...Had they?

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So I've finally made a second part. I always seem to be writing these after 10pm at night.

Faye turns the doorknob and switches on the room light, only to see Zeke almost covered by a blanket, shivering. Faye groans. "I can't tell if he's shaking because he's scared of a balloon, or he's just cold."

"Well, its winter and the temperature is almost below freezing. Being an Ice type, I'm probably making the room colder just by being in it as well." The Ice Weasel Pokemon replies. "Anyway, he used to live in the desert, he's not used to this heat."

Zeke still hides under the covers, trembling. He lifts part of the blanket up to eavesdrop on the conversation. Scared of a balloon. Pssh. It isnt his fault Game Freak decided to give him a 4X weakness to Fairy types.

Zeke closes his already half-shut eyelids and reminisces back through time. Back to when him and Faye both met.

"Arceus dammit! That blasted Scraggy has struck again!"

"What's his problem? We try and get on with our construction, and this leaping lizard waltzes in and makes it fall to pieces!"

"Well we've tried countless plans to stop him, but none of them have come close to working. The only real choice is to just rebuild what he destroyed."

"Why, so he can just wreck it again?"

"Hey, we're trying to get rid of him but let's face it. If he can get past our Timburr guards, we have a fat chance of stopping him."

"Whatever you say. Well, time to get back to work."

As this conversation went on, the very Pokemon in question slyly watched over them from the shadows. Snickering lightly to himself, he overlooked the construction team resuming the futile work. The project had been taking place for a few months now, but efforts to make progress have been fruitless due to this Scraggy wreaking havoc when they least expect it. After all, this was his territory, and there was no way he was letting some pesky builders get in the way of it. Especially without his permission.

Letting his hands fall to the sides of his "pants", he lifted them up, pulling the skin upwards with them as they had started to sag a little too low on him. He was just glad that he didn't have to worry about them falling while he ran or went into a fight or something. That'd be difficult to deal with constantly.

While watching the construction workers and their Timbur get back to work again, he saw two of the workers talking amongst themselves further away from the construction site. Getting slightly curious on this, he made his way closer to the two of them; being careful so as not to be seen. As he got in closer, the voices were suddenly picked up on him.

"So you sure about this? I mean, this Scraggy's a tough one to deal with."

"Not entirely, but it's the best shot we've got right now. They're close by in the desert so they'll be here real soon. Besides, I heard that this trainer is one of the toughest from the Sinnoh Region. We'll just have to put our trust in them."

So they were planning on trying to get rid of him were they? Well, he'd like to see them try. No way was he going to go down without a fight...And he had yet to have lost a single time. After all,...trainers around these parts were weak compared to him so he had nothing to worry about.

...Right?

Later that afternoon as the workers were continuing on building on the site with the help of their Timburr, a blur of yellow streaked by, only to leap up into the air and crash through a steel beam that had been halfway into being welded to the rest of the building's structure, sending it crashing into the desert ground below. This had caused the ones that were nearby to scatter out of harm's way before glancing up towards where the beam had once been, only to spot the very Scraggy that had been terrorizing them.

"It's that Scraggy again! He just doesn't know when to quit!"

Both builders throw their Pokeballs simultaneously, as the Timburrs appear out of the emitted light. The Scraggy chuckled before initiating a fatal High Jump Kick, leaving one Timburr lying on the ground immediately defeated.

The other Timburr gave him a stare with revenge in his eyes, before swinging his wooden block at high velocity. To Timburr's surprise however, the lizard Pokemon picked up part of a broken steel beam off the ground and used it to easily block the attack from dealing damage.

The Timburr bounces away, stunned by what happened. He looks to his left only to see his wooden block resting in the sand a few meters away from him. He tries to get up, only to be forced into a crawl by severe leg pains (courtesy of a certain lizard). Timburr desperately tries to crawl and retrieve his weaponry, only to have his fingers crushed by Scraggy's own.

The Timburr howls in pain and quickly retreats. Swinging the Steel beam, the Scraggy chuckles to himself.

All of a sudden, a white and red capsule comes flying towards him, hitting him in the face. Before being able to think about what it couldve been, a red light bursts out of it and sucks him inside.

.................

Scraggy wakes up and looks around. Darkness. There doesn't seem to be anything here. He turns his head 90 degrees only to see a flashing red button with a timer counting down on it. Three. Two -

Before the countdown can decrease any longer, the Scraggy pushes the button and the capsule bursts open. He looks around to see broken beams, sand and a female trainer with her Sneasel companion sharpening his claws.

He raises his hand and clenches it into a fist. Bring out an Ice and Dark type against a Fighting type Pokemon? Foolish. With a trainer like that, his worries seemed to end before they began.

...Had they?