By Isaac

A/N. Ok, so I didn't finish The Outcast, but it's ok. I'll get to that later. This idea popped up and it's just one part. I recommend you read the outcast, even if it isn't finished, as it will answer some questions that may arise. Also, this is the first time I'm writing in HTML so bear with me if there are mistakes. End of A/N

Isaac was walking along in Viridian Forest, when he decided to let his Pokemon out for a little fun. Isaac would let the Pokemon go out into the Viridian Forest all day long, without his supervision. He completely trusted them to take care of each other and not get lost, so he released them and sent them off all day

Isaac released his Pokemon, Seviper (whom he nicknamed "Fang"), Forretress and his Fearow. They materialized in a clearing he chose.

"Are you sure about this Isaac?" Nancy asked. "What if some Team Rocket member is still around thinking Giovanni still lives? [I know, I know, a spoiler since I didn't finish my first fanfic. Eh...give it time I just thought of this idea]

"Well, of course I'll be listening with half an ear, but they'll be fine. They need a day without us trainers around," Isaac answered in an assuring voice. "I'll call for them at the end of the day,"

"Ok..."

****

The three Pokemon knew exactly what to do, and they couldn't believe their luck. They got into the Viridian Forest AND were released for an entire day. Another opportunity wouldn't come up like this, not in a million years.

"Come on, to the Wise Scyther," they all said at once.

So the three merry crew went deep into the woods, and found what they were looking for; a lone Scyther on top of a tree stump inside a small clearing.

"Ah," the Scyther said, pleased to see three new Pokemon approach him. "More customers. Come you three youngsters, tell me your issues amongst one another, and I shall proceed to do my best to fix them."

"Well," Fearow began. "I've had an issue with Forretress, I mean...what a PANSY! For crying out loud, would you listen to that gay voice of his?!?

"I am NOT a pansy mind you, I can take more hits that you could in your entire lifetime!" Forretress said rather defensively. "It's the Seviper I have an issue with, thinking he's all that and a bag of chips. Look him up on the pokedex! His stats are as low as a lousy little Caterpie, yet Isaac loves him too much!

"Whoa! Who are you calling a Caterpie?!? Last I checked, YOU'RE the annoying little bug! But never mind him, that Fearow has a way of getting to my nerves! He thinks he's the boss of everything! He's always trying to take attention, when the little raven knows that I'm the undisputed favorite!

"RAVEN?!? Why you overgrown earthworm!!"

"STOP!!" Scyther screamed, before a huge fight could start. "I can identify the problem here. You young'uns have a problem with attention. I see it written all over the place. You guys are desperately trying to be the favorite, and are jealous of one another."

"Well...I guess you're right..." Seviper acknowledged. "But Fearow's right, Forretress has a gay voice. There's nothing we can do about that!"

"I AM NOT GAY!! I'VE PROBABLY HAD MORE MATES THAN YOU HAVE SCALES!"

"Stop! We all have to work this out TOGETHER. That's why we're here," Scyther reminded them, "I know you guys came from all the way from Johto, and it's my job to fix it. Or else I get my name ruined and that blasted Arcanine will Flamethrower me and fire me as a Pokemon Counselor! Now, it's simple. There's no need for this bitter hatred. We all need to accept the facts. Fearow, you DO act bossy and try to hog the attention. However, you are a magnificently tough Pokemon."

Fearow had mixed emotions at that last comment

"Seviper, you DO think you're all that and a bag of Doritos,"

"Chips," Seviper corrected.

"Of course, chips. You think you're all that and a bag of chips. Also, you're stats aren't the most impressive, but they're better than a Caterpie's. However, you ARE the favorite Pokemon of Isaac's. I'm guessing you're his starter." Fang nodded. "That explains it. Now for you Forretress; you ARE gay. You have the gayest, most pansy-ish voice in the entire world of Pokemon. You are a butt-ugly clam with more than one hole, which is quite disturbing. You're black beady eyes makes you look even more gay. You'll get creamed, should you face my boss the Arcanine. AND you ARE a bug type, meaning Fearow could kick your sorry @$$"

"Well?" The Forretress asked, waiting for the Scyther to list his good points.

"Well nothing. That's the truth, and you must accept it. You have absolutely no good points, and many trainers know that you're kind just isn't worth training. I don't know what Isaac was thinking. He might've used you as a bulletproof shield. However, that's not the point. The point is, you're the worst in your trainer's team, and the most inferior." Scyther paused to take a breath, "I'm surprised you haven't been abandoned yet, but for now just try your best. I think your trainer wanted a weak Pokemon, to show his soft side."

"HEY! The world is clearer now!" Forretress said, happy. "I AM a useless Pokemon, that the designers put in to make an even 200. (200 Pokemon in the pokedex that is) Thanks Scyther, you truly showed my purpose, which is no purpose!" There was not a drop of sarcasm. The idiot was actually falling for it. "Thanks, I'll never forget this day."

"Uh...Forretress, I think that there's a little misunder-" Fang was cut off, as Forretress spoke up again.

"Thanks Scyther, you are for real! I'm telling all my friends about you, though I don't have that many in Kanto..."

"I appreciate the compliments, but now you must pay me for my services." The Scyther said. He held out a scythe, indicating he wanted the money they promised him.

"Whatever! We'll never pay you! You're a FRAUD!" Fearow said. His eyes glowed. "Besides, I'm a flying type so I could beat you up easily. I think you owe an apology to Forretress?"

"Nonsense!" Forretress said. "This Scyther truly understands my purpose, I must find a way to thank you oh grand and honorable Scyther. How about a kiss?"

"Don't touch me you four-holed freak." Scyther said softly, but threateningly.

"OK! Wow, thanks for the help. I think we need to go back to our trainers now right guys?" Forretress said.

"Ten bucks he'll never find out," Seviper said. "After all, his IQ is on the low end."

"Yeah, he'll never know." Fearow replied.

****

The three Pokemon left the Scyther, and headed for their trainers. At the entrance to the clearing they were in, a sign said this: Poke Counseling, serving Pokemon worldwide. 108 served.

"Dang...what a fraud," Seviper whispered as they approached their trainers. "But I'm the favorite, so it doesn't matter."

"Well, I'm tough and I prove to be strong when Isaac needs our help."

"And I'm the pointless Pokemon, which Isaac made a mistake by catching me!" Forretress said enthusiastically.

Isaac spotted his Pokemon, and they all seemed happy. Fearow tried looking tough, and pecked at Seviper. Seviper looked more charming, since it was Isaac's favorite. And Forretress was happy...for some reason. It was bouncing all over the place. Isaac cocked his head.

He was confused at why his Forretress looked like such a dope, usually it was just gay. Little did he know...little did he know...

The End