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.........Is it safe to come out?
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Okay then, where was I?
Progress: This was the big chapter in all of their lives. The time to slap Team Galactic's collective balls around, and jam our thumbs up their prostates.
While training for the upcoming battles ahead, Amyrillis had gotten sloppy with a switch-in--but that was a lie, because a wild Graveler fucking exploded on her, leaving nothing but compost!
Earth Slash and Gerymion ate all the other Gravelers that tried to pull that crap again, Dick Right was handy in melting Abomasnows, and running from random encounters. And the ever useful Gerymion made the perfect climb-slave, carrying everyone up the mountain.
Smooth-brain Barry was useful enough when it came to eating some of the hits from Jupiter and Mars, and was useful enough in recuperating health.
But Cyrus was the true threat. Mukurow squared up against his Honchkrow, ate a bad Wing Attack, and was rescued by Luminence. He got a two-fer by taking down the Gyarados as well. Dick Right incinerated the Weavile, and both Earth Slash and Grimbly tag-teamed the Crobat.
But there was no TIME to waste. Dialga was angry, confused, cranky... and then he got Master Ball'd; my team was also cranky, irritable, and had to trek their way back down--with no Strength-users for a shortcut...!!
With Time saved and Mighty Dialga resting in his own separate box, it was now time to head to Sunyshore...! Amidst a random encounter with a Floatzel, Grunge Bob got the ol' one-two, and off he went to Arceus's dinner plate in the sky...!
Next time: Sunny shores at Sunyshore...!