Prehistorical Problem

Cutey Punny kept her paw on her weapon’s hilt while keeping her eyes on the three Pokémon that had surrounded her. From one side, an Ekans slowly slithered towards her, it’s forked tongue flickering in a threatening manner. To her left was a Furret, matching in her direction with its arms outstretched like a sleepwalker. The third was a Musharna, which was steadily and lazily floating towards her, bobbing up and down in the air.

“You three are all new faces to me,” the masked heroine remarked, drawing her trusty sabre from its sheath. “Something tells me none of you are here for my autograph.”

“We mean you no harm,” the Musharna responded, their voice an eerie monotone, moving closer to Cutey. “We simply wish to talk.”

“Is that so?” Cutey Punny replied, still keep a firm grip of her weapon and not daring to drop her guard.

The Ekans hissed before they lunged at the masked Lopunny. Ever the agile defender of justice, Cutey Punny evaded the leaping serpent and grabbed their tail as they flew past her. Furret was the next one to attempt an assault, but their attack was more sluggish than their snake companion in crime and easily evaded. Cutey Punny responded by wrapping the Ekans around the Furret like a rope.

"It looks like your friends are a bit tied up at the moment, Musharna!" Cutey Punny declared, grinning while pointing her weapon at the remaining assailant. “You said you only wished to talk so explain yourself and fast!”

There was a period of silence before the Musharna finally replied. “Please forgive my acquaintances. They are so impulsive and quite frankly idiots,” their voice retaining that emotionless tone. “I will not harm you. I know attacking someone like you is a fruitless endeavour.”

“Uh-huh? Why don’t you just tell me?” Cutey Punny inquired, her tone now more serious. “And please, no more tricks, okay?”

“As if I would do something underhanded!” Musharna huffed, finally expressing something more than an emotionless voice.

While the two began their conversation, a suspicious bulky figure peeked out from behind a nearby tree. It was a Dracozolt, who was wearing a lab coat that looked too small for it, judging by the tears in it. A devious grin curled on their face as they took out a silver ink pen from their pocket and pointed it at the distracted heroine. Their grin twisted further into an evil smirk before they pulled on the pen’s clip, sending something flying out of the tip.

“An injustice? What sort of injustice, Musharna?” Cutey Punny inquired, carrying on the conversation and remaining unaware of the upcoming danger.

Whatever was shot out of the seemingly normal piece of stationery was now stuck to the back of Cutey’s neck. It looked like an oval-shaped white sticker. Despite the velocity it was fired, Cutey Punny didn’t feel a thing. The Dracozolt was wearing a watch, which like his pen, had the appearance of something non-threatening. He held it up to his maw and pressed a button that flipped It open, revealing a tiny microphone resting inside.

“Listen to me, Cutey Punny. I am speaking to you through the psycho-disk. You shall do anything I say, you got that?” the dubious scientist spoke into his multi-purpose watch, their devilish grin still on their face.

Cutey groaned weakly, feeling a mighty force overtake her mind. She attempted to fight against it, hoping her heroic willpower would be an equal combatant against this invading might. Musharna looked at the struggling masked Lopunny, an amused smile manifesting on their mug.

“H-Hey, a little help here….?” The Ekans hissed, who had yet to free themselves as an unwilling makeshift lasso.

“Why? This actually feels kind of nice….” Furret responded, their cheeks red from blushing.

“ANSWER ME, YOU MODERN MISFIT!” Dracozolt bellowed, their voice reaching not only Cutey, but also her three attackers This caused them to flinch, but Cutey still retained determined.

Musharna, Ekans and Furret also had the white sticker-like object on their back near their head. However, the mini objects were all emitting a whisp of smoke each. On the Dracozolt’s watch, a little light was flashing on it, making him growl in frustration.

“Darn it! The psycho-disks on my cohorts are burning out. They will be normal soon!” the electric dragon snarled through gritted teeth. “Cutey Punny, cease with your nonsense and listen to me! I am your boss now!”

Cutey Punny moaned, noticeably weaker than last time. Her clenched fist vibrated a little before opening up, letting her arms dangle. Her eyes turned white. “Yes, sir. You’re the boss,” she responded, her voice lacking any type of emotion.

The region’s saviour had fallen under the control of the sinister scientist and not a moment too soon. The patches on Musharna, Ekans and Furret appeared to evaporate into thin air. Their eyes, which were once a pale, lifeless white, turned back to their regular appearance and confusion entered their minds.

“Hm? Where am I?” the Musharna questioned, glancing at their surroundings.

Ekans blinked in bewilderment, trying to grasp the situation they were in. “Why am I…. wrapped around a Furret?” they asked, staring at the furry normal type. “Last time I remembered I was on my way to play for my baseball team….”

“Let me guess – you play for the Slither Strikers? Seriously, man? I’ve seen better hits from washed-up singers!” the Furret commented before his amused grin turned into a scowl. “Now can you get off me? I am not into whatever kink you’re into!”

Musharna gave the two a single glance of disapproval before they hovered away, leaving them alone to struggle. Cutey Punny was walking away, heading towards the Dracozolt, who was now standing out in the open. Their evil demeanour had made a return to welcome the mind controlled heroine.

“About time, too! With your power and influence on this modern world, it will be easy to get my revenge!” Dracozolt stated. Digging into his lab coat pocket, he pulled out a pipe. He opened his mouth wide, tossed the pipe into it and proceeded to continuously crunch down on it, reducing to nothing within seconds. “Injustice to my fossil kind shall be broken just as simply as that!”

Cutey Punny saluted. “Yes, boss. I shall assist in putting an end to any injustice that plagues the region!” she declared, her voice monotone in spite of her heroic resolve.

“You can get closer to the town’s mayor more than anyone else I know! You don’t even need an appointment!” the villainous Pokemon explained, placing their claw onto his brainwashed helper’s shoulder. They handed her the ink pen. “Take this and use it to place the mayors under my power, too! Don’t take too long and keep it well-hidden until you need it!”

“Yes, boss, I will make the mayors see your way,” the heroine replied, taking the pen and sticking it between her breasts for safekeeping.

Cutey Punny dashed off down the path, already having a town mayor in mind to visit. Since Pilus Town was the closest to her current location, it would serve as the perfect destination for her to follow her commands. Dracozolt kept their sights on the obedient heroine until she was no bigger than a dot in the distance.

“My control over here will only last an hour. Hopefully my little rabbit will at least get one mayor under my power by then,” Dracozolt remarked, a trace of doubt in their voice.

“For Arceus’s sake! You’re really starting to piss me off now, you dirt crawler!” Furret loudly snapped, their attempts to escape Ekan’s slithery grasp resalting in failure once more.

“Don’t call me that! It’s not like I am not trying either, furball!” Ekan’s hissed, their frustration and anger on par with their unwilling ‘cuddle buddy’.

“Silence, you modern-day nitwits! I no longer need you either of you!” Dracozolt yelled as they swung their large tail against the entangled duo.

Furret and Ekans screamed in fear as they flew into the air, catapulted by the force of the Dracozolt’s tail. Now safe from getting a migraine due to the endless squabbling, the fossil Pokémon’s wicked grin made a comeback. They then looked down at their scientist attire and ripped it off.

“I don’t need these anymore, either! Clothes on Pokemon is a curse from this modern world!” They growled, shredding the coat into pieces. “Pokemon of this era are so easily fooled by them. What a sad state of affair on what this world has become since my times.”

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Cutey Punny arrived outside Pilus Town after only a ten minute run. In order to evade the attention of the citizens caught in the hustle and bustle, she leaped up onto the closest rooftop. She made quick work of hopping from roof to roof, getting closer to the town hall without breaking a sweat or attracting any type of attention.

“I’ve made it just in time. Mayor Badgerton will be having his lunch soon,” Cutey Punny remarked, dropping down from a house and running over to the town hall.

Wasting no time, the Lopunny heroine entered the building and went straight up to the receptionist desk. An Ambipom was sitting there, half hidden by a large stack of papers and too focused in her work to notice Cutey Punny. She was mumbling stressfully under her breathe, scribbling words down on some paper.

“Alyssa, I need to see the mayor. It is urgent!” Cutey Punny stated, gently pushing aside the towering stack of papers.

Alyssa glanced up at her, letting out a light gasp. “Oh! Miss Cutey Punny! S-S-Sorry, I didn’t notice you there!” she said, sitting up in her seat. “You want to see the mayor? You are always welcome to, but I don’t remember him telling me you would be here…”

By the time the monkey secretary finished speaking, Cutey Punny was already the door to the mayor’s office. Without so much of a knock, she opened it and walked in at a brisk pace. Sitting at his desk holding a half-eaten sandwich was the Mayor Lionel Badgerton himself. He glanced up at the heroine as she entered, looking at her with the same confused look as his secretary.

“And what are you doing here, Cutey Punny?” The Lioone leader questioned, now coming off as slightly annoyed by the heroine’s unannounced presence. “I am in the middle of my lunch. If you are here for some womanly chatter, you should already know I am not interested in such things.”

“Do you not see the Pokemon spying on you from outside, mayor?” Cutey Punny asked him, slowly raising her hand to point at the window behind the mayor.

Choosing to finish his healthy snack over the words of Cutey Punny, Lionel simply scoffed at her, unamused by such a claim. “I don’t know what game you are trying to play, Cutey Punny, but I shall not tolerate your behaviour. Leave my office at once. If you are needed, I am sure either Hanna or Claudia will call for your assistance.”

Cutey shook her head. “No, Mayor Badgerton, my business here is a matter of the greatest importance – the pursuit of justice!” she proclaimed, defending her reasoning for her unscheduled visit.

Lionel exhaled, his frustration growing. “Listen here and listen well. If there IS a matter of great importance here, I would be the first to know. Only then I will call for you. Now be a good girl and listen to your elders, Cutey Punny!” he ordered, bringing his fist down on his marble desk.

“You are stubborn as ever,” Cutey Punny commented with a deep sigh. “I shall not be leaving until my mission is completed.”

Cutey Punny reached into her cleavage to retrieve the special pen. She held it out facing the mayor, her finger already inching towards the clip. At that moment, Alyssa walked into the office, an anxious look spread across her face. Lionel’s attention was instantly drawn to her and Cutey quickly put the pen away.

“Mayor Badgerton, these scientists are here to see you. They claim it’s very urgent!” The Ambipom explained, nervously twiddling her thumbs. “So, I, uh, told them they could come in…”

Upon hearing this, Lionel barred his fangs and immediately got up off his chair so fast it fell backwards. “You did WHAT? Out of all the thoughtless, incompetent-“

Two Pokémon wearing lab coats entered the room, interrupting the mayor’s bout of anger. One was a Goodra who left gooey footprints in their wake and the second was a green Mew with long unkempt brown hair. The mayor shot each of them a glare. Seeing her chance to back away, Alyssa exited the room by walking backwards are a steadily increasing speed.

“Mayor Lionel Badgerton, I take it?” the Goodra scientist spoke, giving a friendly smile in opposition to Lionel’s hostile glare. “My name is Dr. Geldwin Carcolh and this is my, fellow pursuer of all-things science - Dr. Yvonna Alumina,” he introduced, pointing at the Mew floating beside him.

“Sorry to drop in unannounced like this, sir, but we heard that a certain somebody was spotted nearby,” Yvonna said, hovering up to the grumpy Normal Type. “This may sound cliché but one of my colleagues, uh, science experiments escaped and….” She paused and rubbed the back of her neck sheepishly.

Cutey Punny’s ears perked up a little but remained standing silently in the corner of the room.

Geldwin took a puff of their pipe before they took on their colleague’s explanation, being the calmer of the two. “We are looking for a Dracozolt; a Pokemon recently resurrected by a fossil. Ever since they revival, their behaviour was reported to be…. problematic to say the least. Earlier they escaped the lab, stealing some technology that we locked away due to…”

Yvonna quickly waved her tail in front of the Goodra’s mouth. “Classified. What is important here is that they are a threat to society,” she finished off, pushing her glasses up her face.

“A Dracozolt…?” Cutey Punny thought to herself.

Lionel sighed deeply, sitting back down on his chair after calmly putting it back upright. “Have you seen the police about this?” he inquired, taking out a packet of cigars from his drawer. He lit it, taking a few puffs of it before speaking again. “You don’t have to see me in order to contact the local authorities. All you doing is wasting my time over something you claim is urgent.”

“We did, but not many of them took us seriously,” the Mew scientist explained. “Dr Carcolh and I thought it would be best to speak with you in hopes your word will make the escape of the fossil Pokémon a high priority.”

Lionel huffed in irritation, a thick cloud of cigar smoke escaping his mouth. “Your incompetence is none of my concern, miss scientist. Unless they are a direct danger to my town, I couldn’t care less. If do pose any sort of threat, I would hold you, your colleague and your little lab fully responsible!”

Geldwin took a step forward, their pleasant smile still visible, albeit smaller. “Now, now, Mayor Badgerton, you cannot lay all blame on us, surely? The world of science is full of wonders, miracles and a vital asset to progress!” they started to say, a strong sense of pride accompanying his spiel.

Yvonna rolled her eyes. “Geldwin, now is not the time for,” she stopped herself as soon as she noticed Cutey Punny was standing behind Lionel, holding the ink pen in his direction. “Wait, is that….?”

Cutey Punny pulled the pen’s clip, shooting out a psycho-disk that hit its target within seconds. The target being the back of the mayor’s neck. A panicked look dawned on Yvonna’s face moments before she hurriedly flew over to Cutey Punny, swiping the pen with her long tail.

“Where did you get this from? This is one of the things Dracozolt stole from the lab!” the Mew scientist gasped. She held out her paw at Cutey Punny and lifted her up off the floor with her Psychic power. “Do you have the watch too? Explain yourself at once!”

Geldwin rushed up to his fellow science appreciator. “Yvonna, this is NOT the correct way to approach this!” he scaled her, losing his calm and friendly outlook. “Violence is not becoming of Pokémon of science like us! Perhaps it’s this uncouth behaviour that leads to your various lab accidents.”

Yvonna shot the Goodra a glare. “It is also inappropriate to bring up my… little accidents… when it’s in no way relevant, Geldwin!” she snapped.

While the two squabbled, Lionel had gotten up off his chair and was half-way through the door. His eyes were completely white and occasionally emitting a soft glow. Cutey Punny struggled with all her might to try and escape from the psychic hold. All in the while, wisps of smoke were coming from the back of her neck. She gained enough control of her body just to clench her fist.

“Just put her down, Yvonna. Cutey Punny is a well-known saviour. She cares about justice on the same level as we care about scientific progress,” Geldwin remarked, putting his hand onto Yvonna’s shoulder, a tiny smile curling up on his face. “I am certain she has a reason for possessing the stolen tech so please calm down.”

Yvonna’s attention was drawn to the gathering mass of goo running down her lab coat. She carefully placed the heroine back on the floor, but not before moving out of Geldwin’s reach.

The Mew scientist deeply exhaled and used a single finger to adjust her glasses. “You’re right on that mark Geldwin. Alright, Miss Cutey Punny, can you please explain yourself? How did you come in possession of the stolen technology?” she inquired, her arms folded.

“My boss gave me an assignment for the sake of justice!” Cutey Punny responded. “When Dracozolt told me of their plight, I could not stand idly by as discrimination holds down the downtrodden!”

“You did hear us when we said they STOLE technology from our lab, correct? Not just any technology but dangerous that had been locked up,” Yvonna reiterated for the misguided heroine, raising her eyebrow.

“Yvonna, I do believe she has been brainwashed by the same technology our fossil fugitive stole,” Geldwin explained, puffing serenely on his pipe “If you would care to take a peek at the back of her neck, you might find the evidence her mind isn’t her own at the moment.”

Yvonna did as was suggested and floated behind Cutey Punny, only to see the psycho-disk fizzle out of existence. Cutey Punny’s eyes returned to normal, now free from the power of the sinister Dracozolt.

“What is going on here?” the confused Lopunny asked, glancing around at her surroundings.

“Ah, it is how I deduced – she was under the mind control of our thief,” Geldwin said, taking the special pen from Yvonna to store safely in his pocket. “Fortunately, it’s effect is merely temporary with the side-effects being minor.”

Yvonna nodded. “Dracozolt must still have the watch with them. Cutey Punny, can we ask for your help in retrieving the items and dishing out real justice?” she requested, smiling confidently.

“You don’t need to ask that of me, Ms Alumina!” Cutey Punny declared, her heroic flair making a delayed return. “I strayed from the road to true justice for only a moment! Dracozolt will learn that no matter the era, crime will not pay!”

“Why, Geldwin, you were right about her being just as dedicated to justice as you are with science. You’re both just as corny,” Yvonna quipped with a playful snigger.

Geldwin chuckled. “You say that as if it’s something to be ashamed of, Yvonna,” they responded, winking at Yvonna.

“I assume you have no issue with this, Mayor Badgerton?” she asked, turning to face the now empty seat by the desk. “…. Mayor Badgerton? Oh no…”

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On the outskirts of Pilus Town, Dracozolt was waiting impatiently for their recently brainwashed pawn to arrive. “Damn it. I’ve lost contact with Cutey Punny. It was meant to last an hour! Why am I not surprised that this modern technology is far from being what they proudly boast about?” they commented, glancing at the stolen watch. “That mayor better get to me before she does,”

“I am here, sir,” the voice of Mayor Badgerton came, along with the distinct scent of his cigar.

“About time you got here! I heard you hold some form of authority over the masses! You shall use this influence to lead these future freaks to join my cause!” the villainous Pokémon commanded, electricity surging through their clenching fists. “Soon everyone will learn that all these so-called progression and evolution is nothing more than an elimination of roots and heritage!”

“If a speech is what you want, sir, then it’s a speech I will give,” Lionel said, lacking his regular dismissive attitude due to his clouded mind. “Though I can only speak to my own community. Other towns? They are out of my jurisdiction.”

“Then speak to the fools who consider you a leader! I, however, refuse to be limited when it comes to fixing the mistakes this world has made!” Dracozolt making a declaration with a discharge of electricity that just barely missed the mind controlled mayor.

Lionel kept both his distance and cool, helped by the fact his brain had been temporary twisted to not go against the actions of his master. He blew out a thick cloud of smoke before casually stubbing out his cigar on the post of a wooden fence. He continued to stand there, blankly staring at the Dracozolt, waiting for whatever his next orders would be.

“Begin your speech to the ignorant masses, my pawn! The sooner you do, the sooner I can dismiss you!” The Dracozolt ordered, his extended arm gesturing towards Pilus Town whilst a smirk appeared on his face.

“Your underhanded scheme to undermine the will of the people is about to grow extinct, Dracozolt!” Cutey Punny dramatically declared, running up and skidding to a stop, sabre in paw.

Dracozolt looked at her. “Is that how we are all supposed to talk now?” they questioned, taken aback by speech from the hammy heroine.

“Release the mayor from your sinister clutches now, Dracozolt! He may be a stubborn misogynistic jerk, but even he does not deserve to be the pawn of your diabolical games!” Cutey Punny ordered while pointing at him, a determined scowl gracing her feminine features. Then, she took a fighting stance in preparation.

“Are you really going to fight me? Honestly, you’re just some freak in a weird costume! Your kind are just all talk!” Dracozolt responded, shaking their head in disapproval. “How could you possibly-,

Dracozolt didn’t have time to finish their sentence – Cutey Punny leaped at them, knee first to deliver a powerful blow to their face. This attack was enough to send the pest from the past staggering backwards while grunting in pain. Dracozolt regained their balance and responded to the heroine’s assault with a furious roar and an ice-cold stare. Electricity surged through their body, bolts firing out wildly.

Cutey Punny took a glance over her shoulder to see if the mayor was still present. He was not. “Mayor Badgerton is probably on his way back to his town. Good. He will be safe from harm,” she thought to herself, turning her attention back to the tantrum throwing villain. “I hope I have convinced you that should take me seriously, villain!”

“I liked you way better when you call me sir!” Dracozolt shouted, swinging their large chunky tail at the masked Lopunny.

Evading the tail was an easy task for the agile heroine. She leaped up onto the tail itself and dashed up it to acquaint her boot to Dracozolt’s scaly mug. With this mighty blow, Dracozolt was knocked off their feet. Cutey Punny backflipped to a safe distance in anticipation of a counterattack from her criminal combatant. It didn’t take that long until the Dracozolt was back on their feet, hand on their big bruise.

“You are just lucky that I have yet to get back to my full strength, you modern-day ignoramus!” They yelled, stomping the ground in a rage. “Your kind reviving with their meddling technology me has left me weaker than I once was! Back in my day, I could crush boulders with just one hand!”

“You say you hate technology, yet you went out of your way to not only steal it but also use it on me and others for you own personal gain!” Cutey Punny pointed out, pointing at the Dracozolt’s watch. “If you truly hate it then take that off so I can return it to its rightful owner, villain!”

Dracozolt growled before grinning. “I did it to prove a point! If all this’ progress’ is as wonderful as you claim than using it against you goes to show how flawed your way of thinking truly is!” they answered, taking off the watch only to crush it under their foot. “You are in love with something that can easily destroy you and you think my kind are naïve and primitive? Ha!”

Cutey Punny sighed, shaking her head. “I don’t have time to tell you how that way of thinking is also flawed,” she responded, her sabre beginning to glow a faint blue as she held it upwards. “The only education that you need to know is that injustice shall never prevail while the shining soldier is around!”

The valiant Lopunny swung her sabre, unleashing a blue-ish wave of energy towards the Dracozolt. They could only stare wide-eyed at the attack, unable to dodge in time as they were hit hard by it.

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Meanwhile, the two scientists – Geldwin and Yvonna, had confronted the mind controlled Lioone to stop him from carrying out Dracozolt’s plan. The two caught up to the mayor just outside the town hall standing next to Alyssa. Fortunately, he hadn’t even had the chance to speak with his secretary to arrange a speech. Even though his emotions had been stripped away, Lionel somehow still had a scowl when he talked to the two scientists.

“You two are interrupting official mayor duties,” Mayor Badgerton informed them as he made a shooing gesture with his paw. “Leave now or I will have you both arrested for harassment.”

“We just want to apologize for barging in unannounced earlier today, sir!” Yvonna explained, smiling nervously while rubbing the back of her head with her tail. “Geldwin and I should have acted more professionally.”

“Save any pathetic excuses you may have until after my important speech to my voter base,” Lionel reprimanded, turning around to continue discussing his plans with his secretary. As they discussed the plans, the two started to walk away.

Yvonna groaned in aggravation and face palmed. “This man is persistent in his arrogance,” she remarked, her tail swishing like an irked viper. “What harm can him telling the residence of this town that speech of his? The psycho-disk should wear off before any actual harm is done.”

Geldwin chuckled. “You may be right, Yvonna. I am beginning to think Miss Punny had an alternative motive for sending us here,” they speculated, puffing a little on their pipe. “She is a heroine going up against a villain and maybe she thought us being civilians would be a burden.”

“It’s not like I can’t hold my own in a fight,” Yvonna refuted, brushing a few strands of hair back.

“You know what path we picked the moment we put on our lab coats, Dr Yvonna Alumina. What can seemingly be resolved with fisticuffs and violence pales in comparison to exploring the problematic situations with scientific methods,” Geldwin explained, puffing out their chest in pride.

“Geldwin, I love science as much as you do, but you really got to remember the difference between fascination and obsession,” Yvonna responded, a small smile appearing on her face.

The Goodra scientist laughed. “Yvonna, if you lack aggression rather than passion, then maybe we would see more eye-to-eye,” they stated, walking away in the direction the mayor went, leaving gooey footprints.

Yvonna followed, a serious expression on her face. “Geldwin, you’re leaving-“

“I am aware,” Geldwin swiftly and calmly responded, also wearing a serious expression. “I shall return to my lab once the Dracozolt situation has been resolved.”

The ear-piercing sound of someone testing a microphone filled the air. Both of them looked over towards the source and saw a wooden stage along with a few citizens gathering. Standing on the stage was Alyssa, who was fiddling with the microphone stand under the watchful eye of an irritated Mayor Badgerton. His eyes were still white, though the micro-disk was showing signs of dissolving. As more and more of the Pilus Town inhabitants added to the growing crowd, Lionel walked to the microphone, nudging his secretary out of the way.

“Stop messing around, Alyssa!” Lionel quietly hissed at her. He adjusted his collar, choosing to avoid eye-contact with her. “Go stand over there and do try to take this more seriously.”

The Ambipom nodded meekly while backing away a few paces. “Yes, sir. Sorry, sir…”

Geldwin and Yvonna took their place at the back of the audience, not wanting to risk being spotted by Lionel. They could hear curious whispers from the ones in front of them. The citizens were confused about the upcoming speech with few talking about it being unscheduled being the most puzzling part.

“Ladies and gentlemen of Pilus Town!” Mayor Badgerton’s voice boomed, halting all whispery discussions. “I first want to thank you for taking time out of your life to hear me. Second, I would like to apologize if this is putting a hindrance on your business. I assure you this is a grave matter.”

“At least he is capable of putting on a caring disposition,” Yvonna commented in a hushed tone to Geldwin.

“For far too long, we have abandoned our traditions and allowed ourselves to be corrupted by the tainted grasp of progression!” The mayor declared, his voice bellowing so loud it caused a bit of feedback. “It is truly sickening! Pokemon of this era are ignorant to what they create and live with in this twisted mockery of a modern society!”

“What on earth is he talking about?” A Flareon asked, leaning to the side to whisper in the ear of an Arcanine.

The Arcanine shrugged. “I have no idea. I did sell him my special bun this morning, so I hope it isn’t because of that,” she suggested, smiling nervously.

“I want you all…. No, I demand you, my loyal voters, to heed my words and strive to change this world!” Mayor Badgerton shouted, his grip on the microphone tightening. “No more technology! Move away from your shelters of brick and move back to nature where we were truly meant to be!”

“For someone who has only recently been in contact with Dracozolt for a short amount of time, his speech seems completely rehearsed,” Geldwin remarked to Yvonna, both amused and confused.

“Well, that’s politicians for you, I suppose….” Yvonna replied, shrugging her shoulders.

The crowd was getting louder. Their voices were speaking over each other, but all were saying the same thing. The majority of them wondered if their mayor had finally snapped. Alyssa looked at her boss as if he was crazy, steadily shifting backwards to distance herself from him.

“If anyone refuses to abide by these words and linger in their self-appointed superiority, they will face dire consequences by –“ his manic rant abruptly stopped as his psycho-disk fizzled into nothingness. His eyes reverted back to normal, and his free will returned to him.

Lionel stared in awkward silence at his citizens; the words he so strongly uttered not being forgotten. For the first time, the Lioone mayor did not have any words driven by anger to demean others. He knew exactly what he told everyone but did not know how to explain the reason behind his demented tirade. The crowd had dropped silent and were all looking at him, noticing that he was now sweating bullets.

Geldwin and Yvonna exchanged glances and nodded. They inaudibly agreed to leave the mayor to his own devices, their minds switching to thinking about how Cutey Punny was fairing against Dracozolt.

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On the outskirts of the town, Dracozolt lay unconscious on the ground, wrapped in a sturdy vine like a Christmas present. Cutey Punny was talking to a few officers who had only recently shown up. She had contacted them once she had claimed victory over the dangerous lab escapee. A Chameleon questioned the origin of the Dracozolt with the heroine while a Quilava and Braixen worked together to pick up the defeated villain.

“So, where are these scientists you mentioned and who are they?” the fire-type cop inquired, writing something down on a digital notepad.

“My mind wasn’t entirely my own at the time, but I know their names are Dr. Geldwin Carcolh and Dr. Yvonna Alumina,” Cutey informed her after a moment to ponder. “I sent them both out of harm’s way to stop the town’s mayor, Lionel Badgerton.”

“I bet they were the same scientists that came to the station earlier,” the Quilava officer recollected, a smirk curling up on his face. “So, they weren’t a bunch of cosplayers. Heh. They’ll hire anyone these days, huh?”

Cutey Punny saluted them. “I shall leave the villain in your custody! If you see the scientists, please pass on my gratitude!” she declared, putting on a classic superhero voice.

With that, the region’s beloved Lopunny hero dashed off at top speed, leaving a trial of dust in her wake.

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Cutey Punny goes up against a peculiar villain from a different era. When she falls under their control, is there no one else that can put a stop to their villainy? Maybe a duo of pursuing scientists?


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