"Aww shit..." Chancelor whispers under his breath upon approaching a Jigglypuff sleeping in the middle of the path. The assholish yellow mouse looks back at the human with a tilted head, slightly confused on what the issue was—but then again, he wasn't around when Chancelor had that crazy ass run-in with those crazy Fairy type Pokémon a few weeks back; wounds were still healing from those encounters. "It's nothin', g. We just gonna' ease on by ole' girl. Be. Fucking. Quite..." He says, adding extra emphasis to the final three words as he gets off the seat of the bicycle and begins slowly pushing it past the Balloon Pokémon. Pikachu examines the sleeping Jigglypuff from the safety of his basket, noticing how the Fairy Pokémon enlarges and shrinks as she breaths in and out. Though, to be perfectly honest, it was a little odd to see a Pokémon sleeping in the middle of the beaten path, even more odd with the actual Pokémon in the act being a cute little Jigglypuff. Regardless, now was not the time to think too hard about why she was curved in the middle of the Route without a single care in the world. Things were going swimmingly for the duo, that was until Chancelor, unbeknownst to the teenager, rolled over a camouflaged twig. Said twig snapped and it snapped extremely loud—so loud it instantly woke the Jigglypuff up with left the Pokémon with sleepy eyes upon both human and Pokémon.

"Don't mind us we're just gonna' go on b--,"

"Jiggly...!" The now enraged Pokémon grows double in size with puffy cheeks, showing she wanted a fight for the fools foolish enough to wake her up. Without even a moment of hesitation, Chancelor obliged the challenge and summoned Pupitar to take care of this one. "Bro, come out here and handle Sleeping Beauty for us real quick."

Again, unbeknownst to the youngest McQueen, his Pupitar had grown quite 'restless' from being held up in his PokéBall for so long. The shelled Pokémon leered at the Jigglypuff, armored cocoon shaking violently to show his frustration and annoyance.
"You gotta' be fuckin' kiddin' me..." Is all Chancelor could say as he watches his irritable Pupitar do savage battle with the Balloon Pokémon. both monsters clashed with their bodies repeatedly, Jigglypuff with Gyro Ball and Pupitar with Rock Slide. Neither said seemed to be giving up until Jigglypuff decided on another tactic. She began to sing, body moving from side to side as she was beginning to feel the rhythm in her 'words'. Her vocals came to life, slamming into the hard shell of Pupitar. But such notes wouldn't stop the rampaging prince of destruction. Again, in the middle of the singing, another Rock Slide propelled him forward and sent him slamming heavily into the swaying body of Jigglypuff. The blow was more than enough to finish her off—it sent her flying into a nearby bush where she could now 'peaceful[/]' nap. Chancelor could do nothing but recall the victorious Pupitar and keep on forward. "Hopefully he got all that shit outta' his system, damn..."

"Pika... Pi." Pikachu replies, not too sure on that wishful thought.

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Howls all around them grew louder, more powerful, and even caused the very earth to tremble in the wake of such powerful roars. Chancelor ceased the pedaling—not really in the mood to fall due to another sneak attack by a wild Pokémon. The boy looked around from left to right, Pikachu doing the very same from the 'safety' of that little comfortable basket he enjoyed. Suddenly, from off the side of a road and from behind a tree, a rampaging Loudred made itself known, little ugly mug snarling as it effortlessly knocked down anything in its destructive path. "We just can't catch even the smallest ounce of a break, huh?" The teenager sucks his bottom lip in annoyance, Pikachu picking himself up from the basket with cracking knuckles—showing Chancelor he'd make quick work of this one. Hazel eyes level on the ready Pikachu, a faint grin morphing the features of the frustrated boy. "You want to handle this one, bro. Alright he's y-," suddenly, a vibrate red light coming from the hip of the youngest McQueen hit the ground directly in front of the bicycle, and, in the wake of the light, stood the Rock Bed Pokémon Pupitar. It appeared he broke free of his own PokéBall upon hearing all the commotion outside. Pupitar and Loudred locked their eyes with one another and engaged in vicious combat. Again, Chancelor was completely speechless with Pikachu rooting for the brooding Pupitar.

Neither Pokémon engaged one another with a tactic or strategy, they both opted for brute strength and their steadfast personalities. Loudred caught the propelling armored-shell Pokémon. Those four square teeth in the maw of the Loudred were put to good use. It began biting down on the harden rock shell of the Pupitar—chomp after chomp in between very aggressive grunts and snarls. Pupitar retaliated with a Stone Edge—sharp and jagged rocks from underneath the Loudred in attempt to get the loud beast to let go. Loudred did just that too, it dropped the Pupitar from the rocks below stabbing into tender flesh. The wild Pokémon reeled back a few steps, Pupitar propelled himself froward with the power of a Rock Slide and went for a full body tackle. Loudred attempted to catch this attack like the tackle before, but this one proved to great even for the unbridled rage-strength of the big mouthed Pokémon. Like a cannonball being shot out of a pirate ship cannon, Loudred found itself picked up off its feet with Pupitar's extremely heavy and rocky body carrying it over to a nearby tree. Suddenly, Loudred literately found itself pinned between a rock and a hard place; all the oxygen escaping the Normal type. Pupitar dropped to the grass below along with the Loudred who toppled face first into the grass, winded and defeated from the savage tackle into the tree.

Pikachu cheers with cute little claps whereas Chancelor just stares at his disobedient and overly aggressive Pupitar. The teenager pinches the bridge of his nose with an index and thumb while exhaling a sigh. "Don't encourage this shit, my guy."

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"Pika! Pika!" Pikachu cries, eyes leveled on the human behind him—eyes squinted in a rather 'unsure' manner; unsure if he should stop cheering for the victorious Pupitar or disobey the humans wishes. The yellow mouse swiftly turns his head in the direction of the still-shaking Pupitar, the irritated Pokémon looking left to right for any other Pokémon foolish enough to step up to him. "See?" Chancelor says, attempting to get his point across to the electric rodent, head gesturing towards the Pupitar that wanted to do nothing but destroy and vent his dislike for being trapped in a tiny armored shell. Pikachu shakes his head, not listening to Chancelor as he leaps from the safety of the basket and walks over to the side of Pupitar. Upon approaching, the Rock Bed Pokémon jumps and prepares himself to attack. However, upon him noticing who it was, he eases up, pressurized steam ejecting from high-powered vents underneath the armored plates of the shell. Pikachu and Pupitar begin to have an one-on-one discuss. Every now and again, both Pokémon will look back at their Trainer to make sure he wasn't eavesdropping. From where Chancelor stood, it appeared Pikachu was actually talking some sense into the irate Pupitar—the violent shaking died down to nothingness while that hostile look in his eyes grew softer with each passing second.

That was until a Wild Furret ran past the trio, minding its own business. Before Pupitar could go on an rampage, Pikachu positioned himself in front of the aggressive little rock with arms held out. If Pupitar really wanted to attack the Furret, he'd have to get through Pikachu with force. Pupitar didn't have the heart to hurt Pikachu, so he stood down despite that more than obvious annoyance burning in those eyes of his. Furret, however, decided to taunt Pupitar—showing it wasn't afraid to throw down if need be. Seeing this, the Rock Bed Pokémon saw nothing but red as he attacked the Furret, plowing right past Pikachu as if he was no longer attempting to block the irate armored Pokémon. "Pi..." He groans, mentally and physically defeated as he slowly picks himself up and moves back over to Chancelor.

The wild Furret, being a Normal type quickly realized it did nothing to the extremely hard shell of Pupitar—every attack, regardless on how well executed or powerful simply bounced off the steel like hide of the shelled Pokémon. After a couple of minutes of the Furret doing everything it could to cause some kind of physical harm to the rampaging Pokémon, it'd find itself bested by Pupitar ue to reckless assaults and unrelenting strikes that kept coming one after another. In the aftermath laid a defeated Furret with a victorious Pupitar standing over it, violently shaking with pressurized steam ejecting from jets. Recalling the Pokémon back within his ball, Chancelor continued down the route with Pikachu.

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