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Torchic W. Pip
Here, Queer, and Utterly Glorious
I very short fic I wrote in one night for Giovanni's birthday.
There is some very moderate violence, but no blood or anything, just a few punches.
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A man and his Nidoking walked into the Pewter City Gym, and when Brock saw the man, his body and soul filled with dread.
“Hello, Brock,” Giovanni said.
Brock backed up against the wall as Nidoking approached him. He took out his precious Onix’s Pokéball, but Nidoking knocked it away. With another punch, Nidoking sent Brock to the floor. Brock looked up at the menacing Pokémon. His fate was sealed.
“Don’t try to resist,” Giovanni hissed. “You know Ground types are super effective against Rock types.”
“Haven’t you caused enough suffering? Why return? Why, out of all the Gyms in Kanto, must you invade mine?"
Giovanni walked closer.
“Brock, do you know what day it is today?”
“What?!”
“Do you know what day it is today?”
Brock flinched at Giovanni's tone and began to tremble.
“Au-August 1?”
“And what makes that day special?”
“It’s the-the first day of the month?”
“It’s my birthday.”
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The party was held in Lance’s kitchen.
The perimeter was blockaded by Team Rocket grunts and Zubats. Streamers and balloons covered the walls. The Kanto and Johto League members, among a few other notable figures from the two regions, nervously gathered around the table, wearing party hats. Giovanni sat in front of a store bought vanilla cake. In that strange, clearish, red icing, the phrase “Happy Birthday Giovanni” was messily written.
Blue blew a party horn before everyone—in all twelve major keys, all twelve minor keys, countless different rhythms, and several subtly different tempos—began to sing:
“Happy birthday to you
“Happy birthday to you
“Happy birthday Giovanni
“Happy birthday to you.”
“I wish for all the Pokémon,” Giovanni said before blowing out the candles.
One candle still flickered. Giovanni smashed it with his fist. POUND! Cake on everyone’s faces. Giovanni smiled. All of the candles were out.
“Now my wish will come true.”
“We all heard what your wish is,” Lance said. “It won’t come true now.”
Giovanni threw what was left of the cake into Lance’s face.
“I want my presents,” Giovanni demanded.
“I got you a phone,” Bruno said.
Giovanni took the iPhone XYZ Mega Ultra Z Max Plus 4 and stared at it. He threw it across the room. The whole room went silent as he stood up.
“I wanted a Samsung Galaxy. This is the worst birthday ever—”
“I got you Airpods.”
Sabrina stepped forward with a box wrapped in purple paper. Giovanni opened the box. It was filled to the brim with Airpods like it was a box of rocks. How Sabrina had gotten so many Airpods was a mystery. It didn't matter. Giovanni was happy. He even smiled for the first time that day.
“This is the best birthday ever. Thanks, everyone.”
“Can we go home now?” Bugsy asked. “We’ve been here for seven hours, and I need to get ready for my soccer game.”
There is some very moderate violence, but no blood or anything, just a few punches.
-
A man and his Nidoking walked into the Pewter City Gym, and when Brock saw the man, his body and soul filled with dread.
“Hello, Brock,” Giovanni said.
Brock backed up against the wall as Nidoking approached him. He took out his precious Onix’s Pokéball, but Nidoking knocked it away. With another punch, Nidoking sent Brock to the floor. Brock looked up at the menacing Pokémon. His fate was sealed.
“Don’t try to resist,” Giovanni hissed. “You know Ground types are super effective against Rock types.”
“Haven’t you caused enough suffering? Why return? Why, out of all the Gyms in Kanto, must you invade mine?"
Giovanni walked closer.
“Brock, do you know what day it is today?”
“What?!”
“Do you know what day it is today?”
Brock flinched at Giovanni's tone and began to tremble.
“Au-August 1?”
“And what makes that day special?”
“It’s the-the first day of the month?”
“It’s my birthday.”
-
The party was held in Lance’s kitchen.
The perimeter was blockaded by Team Rocket grunts and Zubats. Streamers and balloons covered the walls. The Kanto and Johto League members, among a few other notable figures from the two regions, nervously gathered around the table, wearing party hats. Giovanni sat in front of a store bought vanilla cake. In that strange, clearish, red icing, the phrase “Happy Birthday Giovanni” was messily written.
Blue blew a party horn before everyone—in all twelve major keys, all twelve minor keys, countless different rhythms, and several subtly different tempos—began to sing:
“Happy birthday to you
“Happy birthday to you
“Happy birthday Giovanni
“Happy birthday to you.”
“I wish for all the Pokémon,” Giovanni said before blowing out the candles.
One candle still flickered. Giovanni smashed it with his fist. POUND! Cake on everyone’s faces. Giovanni smiled. All of the candles were out.
“Now my wish will come true.”
“We all heard what your wish is,” Lance said. “It won’t come true now.”
Giovanni threw what was left of the cake into Lance’s face.
“I want my presents,” Giovanni demanded.
“I got you a phone,” Bruno said.
Giovanni took the iPhone XYZ Mega Ultra Z Max Plus 4 and stared at it. He threw it across the room. The whole room went silent as he stood up.
“I wanted a Samsung Galaxy. This is the worst birthday ever—”
“I got you Airpods.”
Sabrina stepped forward with a box wrapped in purple paper. Giovanni opened the box. It was filled to the brim with Airpods like it was a box of rocks. How Sabrina had gotten so many Airpods was a mystery. It didn't matter. Giovanni was happy. He even smiled for the first time that day.
“This is the best birthday ever. Thanks, everyone.”
“Can we go home now?” Bugsy asked. “We’ve been here for seven hours, and I need to get ready for my soccer game.”