Seriously, was there anything she couldn't turn into??
The Rockets on deck started to worry about the stability of their boat. Some of them decided to err on the side of prudency and release flying type Pokémon. Zubat and Spearow.
"If you try to fly away..." the Machamp growled "...you will be disciplined. Harshly."
At this point, the boat started rocking in earnest as Shantae used her Bubble Attack to smash up the lower hull. There was the telltale sound of wood splintering and rushing water. Sonny's weight wasn't helping.
The Machamp was incensed, his form changing to something less human, but still not quite Pokémon. More green, some splotchy stripes. Entirely too many muscles.
"Damn you... DAMN YOU!" it screamed.
'Nope. You damned yourself when you decided to stay with Team Rocket and work towards their goals! You don't understand this now? But one day maybe you will. I'm sorry I couldn't save you. I hope one day you decide to be good - if you do, come and find me, OK? I'll still help you.'
The ship lurched again, the hull shattering under water, and the Machamp dashed towards Sonny, fists raised for a Cross Chop. Now that he was starting to revert in form, he felt he had a better chance at taking down the normal type.
Sonny grabbed him by the arms, long Snorlax claws taking tight hold, and started to thrash him around the deck. These were not officially sanctioned Pokémon moves. This was not a Pokémon battle.
Sonny just kind of needed this to be over or everyone was going to drown.
The wood splintered above deck too and the remaining Rockets weren't at all interested in sticking around. Those without Flying types dived overboard and swam for the dock. Those with the ability to take flight did so. With water lapping at his feet and an unconscious Rocket Machamp over his shoulder, Sonny waded into the wet and made for shore too.
The boat gurgled and sloshed and sank beneath the waves.
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Seriously, was there anything she couldn't turn into??
The Rockets on deck started to worry about the stability of their boat. Some of them decided to err on the side of prudency and release flying type Pokémon. Zubat and Spearow.
"If you try to fly away..." the Machamp growled "...you will be disciplined. Harshly."
At this point, the boat started rocking in earnest as Shantae used her Bubble Attack to smash up the lower hull. There was the telltale sound of wood splintering and rushing water. Sonny's weight wasn't helping.
The Machamp was incensed, his form changing to something less human, but still not quite Pokémon. More green, some splotchy stripes. Entirely too many muscles.
"Damn you... DAMN YOU!" it screamed.
'Nope. You damned yourself when you decided to stay with Team Rocket and work towards their goals! You don't understand this now? But one day maybe you will. I'm sorry I couldn't save you. I hope one day you decide to be good - if you do, come and find me, OK? I'll still help you.'
The ship lurched again, the hull shattering under water, and the Machamp dashed towards Sonny, fists raised for a Cross Chop. Now that he was starting to revert in form, he felt he had a better chance at taking down the normal type.
Sonny grabbed him by the arms, long Snorlax claws taking tight hold, and started to thrash him around the deck. These were not officially sanctioned Pokémon moves. This was not a Pokémon battle.
Sonny just kind of needed this to be over or everyone was going to drown.
The wood splintered above deck too and the remaining Rockets weren't at all interested in sticking around. Those without Flying types dived overboard and swam for the dock. Those with the ability to take flight did so. With water lapping at his feet and an unconscious Rocket Machamp over his shoulder, Sonny waded into the wet and made for shore too.
The boat gurgled and sloshed and sank beneath the waves.