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Chapter 82
Chapter 82: When Will the Sisters Finally Be Able to Stand Up!
Metapod transformed into a brilliant green light, its rocketing form like a stunning laser pulse. Within the green light, a dragon roar could be faintly heard, rumbling like thunder with impressive power.
It seemed that coordinating with Pidgeotto had also triggered their predatory instincts. An overwhelming, all-consuming momentum surged forth!
"Swoosh!"
The trio in the hot air balloon was dumbfounded. James was the first to react, shouting hastily, "Koffing, use—"
"Clang!"
Metapod had already arrived. With a single, devastating blow, it sent Koffing flying. Without losing any momentum, it slammed directly into the heating device suspended in the middle of the hot air balloon.
"BOOM!"
The heating device shattered on the spot. Metapod's form shifted again, ricocheting toward the Meowth-shaped balloon above.
The hot air balloon was made of a special material that could resist being cut, but such a heavy, blunt attack was an absolutely fatal blow. A massive hole was punched straight through as Metapod pierced it completely.
"Pffft—"
A corner of the Meowth-themed hot air balloon instantly deflated. Leaking air madly, the entire balloon began to sway in the wind. The faces of the Team Rocket trio were etched with the panic of those who knew their end was near.
Just as the leaking hot air balloon was about to drag the bug net below and become a shooting star across the sky, Pidgeotto swooped in again, its wings coalescing into a sharp blade as it struck down hard.
Quick Draw Slash!
"Schlick!"
This time, Pidgeotto was smarter. It aimed straight for the middle, slicing horizontally through the wooden railing where the Team Rocket trio stood, forcing them to hastily grab onto the ropes hanging from the balloon, their feet dangling in the air.
Without the hot air balloon to hold it, the giant net opened, and countless Butterfree scrambled to escape through the opening.
Then, they were scared by the fierce and malevolent expression on the Pidgeotto at the net’s opening and fled to the other side.
"Mimi..."
"Mimi..."
After all, the instinctive fear between predator and prey was a powerful form of suppression. Pidgeotto was no handsome savior in their eyes. The current situation was more like escaping an Incineroar's den only to enter a Lycanroc's lair.
Pidgeotto: "..."
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
Another southeasterly wind began to blow, and the rate at which Team Rocket's hot air balloon was deflating skyrocketed. The trio, along with their balloon, shot straight into the sky with a "swoosh," just like a rocket.
Even when blasting off, Team Rocket had to do it like a real rocket!
"We'll be back!" the trio, rapidly gaining altitude, roared from afar.
Seeing this from the ground, Ash shouted back loudly, "What did you say? A little louder! I can't hear you!"
The Team Rocket trio became a shooting star in the bright daylight, quickly disappearing completely from the sky.
From far away, their wails of despair could still be faintly heard.
"What a horrible feeling..."
With the enemy routed, the large bug-catching net was completely open. Riding the last major gust of wind for the day, the swarm of nearly a hundred Butterfree took to the air and began to fly off in one direction.
Team Rocket's appearance had been a minor accident. The Butterfree swarm returned to peace, once again dancing gracefully in the sky, scattering a faint, brilliant light.
Ash and the other two could finally breathe a sigh of relief. With the enemy gone, they sat on the ground, preparing to quietly admire the spectacular sight of the mass Butterfree migration.
Wait!
Did I forget something?
Ash shot up from the ground again, slapping his forehead.
"Right, where's my boomerang?!"
The moment he finished speaking, a black dot appeared on the distant horizon. The black dot grew larger and larger, gradually turning into a green shadow.
It was Metapod, returning on a reverse trajectory!
Due to its body structure, it possessed the perfect aerodynamics of a boomerang. From where it was thrown, it would naturally return.
"Haha, I predicted this all along, no need to panic..."
Ash gave a dry laugh, quickly patting Brock and Misty on their shoulders to show that everything was still under control.
However, the Metapod spinning high in the sky suddenly focused its gaze, slightly altered its trajectory, and charged directly into the swarm of Butterfree. In an instant, it was like a Lycanroc in a flock of Mareep—utter chaos broke out.
"Mimi~"
"Mimi~"
Amidst the chorus of "Mimi" cries, Metapod had already locked onto its target, its spinning body as unyielding as a boomerang.
"Clang!"
The Pink Butterfree within the swarm was struck, hit squarely in the stomach. It let out a pained cry in mid-air, and its large, pink eyes couldn't help but well up with tears.
Down below, Misty: "?"
What kind of demonic plot was this?
See a cute girl, then punch her in the stomach to see if she cries?
The sense of déjà vu from this behavior...
She whipped her head around and saw that the look in Ash's eyes beside her had become incredibly excited. As if in perfect sync, he also threw a punch, as if he had been the one to land the blow.
Having scored a successful hit, Metapod shot past, exited the swarm, and began heading towards Ash, while the Pink Butterfree was left utterly dazed and feeling very wronged.
Suddenly, the situation changed again!
Before the Pink Butterfree could react, the Metapod that had already passed by suddenly turned its head and spewed a massive amount of String Shot, tightly wrapping it up. Then, using its own momentum, it dragged the Butterfree backward, out of the migrating swarm.
Pink Butterfree: "?"
The two Pokémon moved swiftly through the air, quickly arriving in the sky above Ash and his companions. Metapod exerted itself once more, flipping upside down and pressing the String Shot-enveloped Pink Butterfree beneath it as they charged toward the ground.
"BOOM!"
The two landed heavily, the force of the impact so great it even gouged a small crater in the ground. Endless smoke and dust billowed out wildly.
Misty: "..."
This move, if she wasn't mistaken, was called... Seismic Toss?
The trio hurried over. The smoke and dust were too thick, so Ash quickly waved his hand.
"Utility Bird, use Defog!"
"Pidgeo-geo!"
Like a soldier strictly obeying orders, Pidgeotto's wings began to glow with a purifying light. A single flap cleared away the swirling smoke and dust.
The three of them took a good look and saw the Pink Butterfree pressed firmly onto the ground by the silk bindings. Its injuries were not light; it was clearly on the verge of fainting.
In particular, its pair of cute, large red eyes were filled with utter bewilderment and grievance.
*Why did you hit me?*
Meanwhile, Metapod stood atop it, its body gleaming with a metallic luster and its expression proud, as if it had just won a great victory.
Admittedly, it liked the Pink Butterfree.
But under the constant influence of its Trainer, it, Metapod, would absolutely not become a tongue-lolling Growlithe!
Women are meant to be conquered.
In ancient times, when you saw a girl you liked, you'd just knock her out with a club and carry her back to the cave to get things done.
Ash looked at Metapod with a gratified expression, then suddenly swooped it up into his arms and spun around in place several times.
"You've finally grown up, Rayquaza!"
"Pod-pod!"
Witnessing this scene, Sage Brock, who was standing to the side, fell deep into thought. He suddenly clutched his temples, his eyelids growing heavy, forcing him to squint. It was as if some sealed memory was flashing within his mind.
On the other side, Misty pointed angrily at the boy and his Pokémon, her finger trembling, her expression furious.
Damn it!
When will the sisters finally be able to stand up!
"Mimi..."
The Pink Butterfree was still struggling in the net of silk. Pidgeotto, who had been silently standing guard nearby, casually unleashed a few deft slashes to cut it open, freeing the captive.
It spread its wings and rose. Though covered in dust, its pink body was indeed quite cute when seen up close.
Off to the side, Metapod stood proudly, meeting its gaze, seemingly waiting for it to express its admiration.
Only a strong man is worthy of a woman's affection!
The Pink Butterfree moved. It began to walk on the ground, but it merely shot Metapod a disdainful glance and walked right around it.
Metapod: "?"
She continued to move, walking all the way to the back, arriving before the great hero who had saved her life twice.
Pidgeotto: "?"
The Pink Butterfree then lightly touched Pidgeotto's strong, pigeon-like chest, batting its big pink eyes. The adoration in its gaze was self-evident.
She cooed softly, "Mimi-mi~~ (I like you, Pidgeotto-kun~~)"
Metapod: "!"
It was so angry its whole body turned green!
And the soldier, Pidgeotto, also revealed a smile. It gave a mighty flap of its wings, struck a muscular pose, and lightly pecked the Pink Butterfree on its little head.
"Pidgeo-geo~~ (I also like eating Bug Pokémon~~)"
(end of chapter)
Metapod transformed into a brilliant green light, its rocketing form like a stunning laser pulse. Within the green light, a dragon roar could be faintly heard, rumbling like thunder with impressive power.
It seemed that coordinating with Pidgeotto had also triggered their predatory instincts. An overwhelming, all-consuming momentum surged forth!
"Swoosh!"
The trio in the hot air balloon was dumbfounded. James was the first to react, shouting hastily, "Koffing, use—"
"Clang!"
Metapod had already arrived. With a single, devastating blow, it sent Koffing flying. Without losing any momentum, it slammed directly into the heating device suspended in the middle of the hot air balloon.
"BOOM!"
The heating device shattered on the spot. Metapod's form shifted again, ricocheting toward the Meowth-shaped balloon above.
The hot air balloon was made of a special material that could resist being cut, but such a heavy, blunt attack was an absolutely fatal blow. A massive hole was punched straight through as Metapod pierced it completely.
"Pffft—"
A corner of the Meowth-themed hot air balloon instantly deflated. Leaking air madly, the entire balloon began to sway in the wind. The faces of the Team Rocket trio were etched with the panic of those who knew their end was near.
Just as the leaking hot air balloon was about to drag the bug net below and become a shooting star across the sky, Pidgeotto swooped in again, its wings coalescing into a sharp blade as it struck down hard.
Quick Draw Slash!
"Schlick!"
This time, Pidgeotto was smarter. It aimed straight for the middle, slicing horizontally through the wooden railing where the Team Rocket trio stood, forcing them to hastily grab onto the ropes hanging from the balloon, their feet dangling in the air.
Without the hot air balloon to hold it, the giant net opened, and countless Butterfree scrambled to escape through the opening.
Then, they were scared by the fierce and malevolent expression on the Pidgeotto at the net’s opening and fled to the other side.
"Mimi..."
"Mimi..."
After all, the instinctive fear between predator and prey was a powerful form of suppression. Pidgeotto was no handsome savior in their eyes. The current situation was more like escaping an Incineroar's den only to enter a Lycanroc's lair.
Pidgeotto: "..."
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
Another southeasterly wind began to blow, and the rate at which Team Rocket's hot air balloon was deflating skyrocketed. The trio, along with their balloon, shot straight into the sky with a "swoosh," just like a rocket.
Even when blasting off, Team Rocket had to do it like a real rocket!
"We'll be back!" the trio, rapidly gaining altitude, roared from afar.
Seeing this from the ground, Ash shouted back loudly, "What did you say? A little louder! I can't hear you!"
The Team Rocket trio became a shooting star in the bright daylight, quickly disappearing completely from the sky.
From far away, their wails of despair could still be faintly heard.
"What a horrible feeling..."
With the enemy routed, the large bug-catching net was completely open. Riding the last major gust of wind for the day, the swarm of nearly a hundred Butterfree took to the air and began to fly off in one direction.
Team Rocket's appearance had been a minor accident. The Butterfree swarm returned to peace, once again dancing gracefully in the sky, scattering a faint, brilliant light.
Ash and the other two could finally breathe a sigh of relief. With the enemy gone, they sat on the ground, preparing to quietly admire the spectacular sight of the mass Butterfree migration.
Wait!
Did I forget something?
Ash shot up from the ground again, slapping his forehead.
"Right, where's my boomerang?!"
The moment he finished speaking, a black dot appeared on the distant horizon. The black dot grew larger and larger, gradually turning into a green shadow.
It was Metapod, returning on a reverse trajectory!
Due to its body structure, it possessed the perfect aerodynamics of a boomerang. From where it was thrown, it would naturally return.
"Haha, I predicted this all along, no need to panic..."
Ash gave a dry laugh, quickly patting Brock and Misty on their shoulders to show that everything was still under control.
However, the Metapod spinning high in the sky suddenly focused its gaze, slightly altered its trajectory, and charged directly into the swarm of Butterfree. In an instant, it was like a Lycanroc in a flock of Mareep—utter chaos broke out.
"Mimi~"
"Mimi~"
Amidst the chorus of "Mimi" cries, Metapod had already locked onto its target, its spinning body as unyielding as a boomerang.
"Clang!"
The Pink Butterfree within the swarm was struck, hit squarely in the stomach. It let out a pained cry in mid-air, and its large, pink eyes couldn't help but well up with tears.
Down below, Misty: "?"
What kind of demonic plot was this?
See a cute girl, then punch her in the stomach to see if she cries?
The sense of déjà vu from this behavior...
She whipped her head around and saw that the look in Ash's eyes beside her had become incredibly excited. As if in perfect sync, he also threw a punch, as if he had been the one to land the blow.
Having scored a successful hit, Metapod shot past, exited the swarm, and began heading towards Ash, while the Pink Butterfree was left utterly dazed and feeling very wronged.
Suddenly, the situation changed again!
Before the Pink Butterfree could react, the Metapod that had already passed by suddenly turned its head and spewed a massive amount of String Shot, tightly wrapping it up. Then, using its own momentum, it dragged the Butterfree backward, out of the migrating swarm.
Pink Butterfree: "?"
The two Pokémon moved swiftly through the air, quickly arriving in the sky above Ash and his companions. Metapod exerted itself once more, flipping upside down and pressing the String Shot-enveloped Pink Butterfree beneath it as they charged toward the ground.
"BOOM!"
The two landed heavily, the force of the impact so great it even gouged a small crater in the ground. Endless smoke and dust billowed out wildly.
Misty: "..."
This move, if she wasn't mistaken, was called... Seismic Toss?
The trio hurried over. The smoke and dust were too thick, so Ash quickly waved his hand.
"Utility Bird, use Defog!"
"Pidgeo-geo!"
Like a soldier strictly obeying orders, Pidgeotto's wings began to glow with a purifying light. A single flap cleared away the swirling smoke and dust.
The three of them took a good look and saw the Pink Butterfree pressed firmly onto the ground by the silk bindings. Its injuries were not light; it was clearly on the verge of fainting.
In particular, its pair of cute, large red eyes were filled with utter bewilderment and grievance.
*Why did you hit me?*
Meanwhile, Metapod stood atop it, its body gleaming with a metallic luster and its expression proud, as if it had just won a great victory.
Admittedly, it liked the Pink Butterfree.
But under the constant influence of its Trainer, it, Metapod, would absolutely not become a tongue-lolling Growlithe!
Women are meant to be conquered.
In ancient times, when you saw a girl you liked, you'd just knock her out with a club and carry her back to the cave to get things done.
Ash looked at Metapod with a gratified expression, then suddenly swooped it up into his arms and spun around in place several times.
"You've finally grown up, Rayquaza!"
"Pod-pod!"
Witnessing this scene, Sage Brock, who was standing to the side, fell deep into thought. He suddenly clutched his temples, his eyelids growing heavy, forcing him to squint. It was as if some sealed memory was flashing within his mind.
On the other side, Misty pointed angrily at the boy and his Pokémon, her finger trembling, her expression furious.
Damn it!
When will the sisters finally be able to stand up!
"Mimi..."
The Pink Butterfree was still struggling in the net of silk. Pidgeotto, who had been silently standing guard nearby, casually unleashed a few deft slashes to cut it open, freeing the captive.
It spread its wings and rose. Though covered in dust, its pink body was indeed quite cute when seen up close.
Off to the side, Metapod stood proudly, meeting its gaze, seemingly waiting for it to express its admiration.
Only a strong man is worthy of a woman's affection!
The Pink Butterfree moved. It began to walk on the ground, but it merely shot Metapod a disdainful glance and walked right around it.
Metapod: "?"
She continued to move, walking all the way to the back, arriving before the great hero who had saved her life twice.
Pidgeotto: "?"
The Pink Butterfree then lightly touched Pidgeotto's strong, pigeon-like chest, batting its big pink eyes. The adoration in its gaze was self-evident.
She cooed softly, "Mimi-mi~~ (I like you, Pidgeotto-kun~~)"
Metapod: "!"
It was so angry its whole body turned green!
And the soldier, Pidgeotto, also revealed a smile. It gave a mighty flap of its wings, struck a muscular pose, and lightly pecked the Pink Butterfree on its little head.
"Pidgeo-geo~~ (I also like eating Bug Pokémon~~)"
(end of chapter)
