Right as I burst in the door, a huge buff guy sitting Indian-style in the center of the room says, “Me Bruno. Me Elite Four three. Me will beat you with Bruno’s power. You ready? Bruno smash you now!”
“Umm…okay?” I say.
“Good! Hitmontop, go!”
I size up the competition. Remembering that Hitmontop knows Counter, I send in Egg ‘em to hit it on the Special side.
“Egg ‘em, take out this oversized toddler’s toy!” I say as my three-headed palm tree appears.
Let’s do this!
Umm…I’m not sure we can do this…
Kaboom! Hehehe!
Three voices sound in my head as Egg ‘em appears. I love his multi personality disorder.
“Egg ‘em! Use Confusion!” I order.
“Hitmontop! Counter!” Bruno, well…counters.
“Hahaha, sucker!” I taunt as Egg ‘em drains a good portion of Hitmontop’s health while remaining unharmed.
Bruno quickly sprays Hitmontop with a Full Restore as Egg ‘em goes for a second Confusion. “Aw, come on, Bruno! Take it like a man and let Hitmontop die!”
“Hm! Bruno not give up easily! Bruno win!” The macho man with an evidently disproportionally-sized brain replies.
“Egg ‘em, finish off this clown. Use Confusion.”
Sure enough, Hitmontop staggers and sinks into the ground. “No!” Bruno says. “Bruno not give up easily! Bruno bring big kick! Bruno make it serious! Go! Hitmonlee!”
Hoping for an easier victory this time around, I swap Egg ‘em for Edward to hit Hitmonlee on its significantly weaker Physical side.
“Egg ‘em, get back! Let Edward handle this one,” I say as I make the switch.
“Let’s dance, Bruno,” I say. “Edward, fly up to the ceiling!”
“Bruno not gay. Bruno not dance with you,” Bruno says. “But Bruno does fight you! Hitmonlee! Swagger!”
Hitmonlee’s pointless attack inevitably misses.
“Let’s finish Bruce Lee here off,” I say. “Edward, use Fly!”
Edward dives down, striking Hitmonlee and soaring back to me. Hitmonlee falls backward, fainted. “Hmm,” Bruno says. “You strong fighter. But Bruno strong fighter too. Go, Onix!”
“Onix, huh?” I muse. “That’s not exactly a Fighting-type, but I’m not complaining. Get out there, Clappy!”
My blubbery seal appears before me, clapping its flippers excitedly.
“You’ll have your action, Clappy,” I say. “Clappy, Surf!”
Clappy rides a huge tidal wave into the much larger Rock Snake, breaking through its boulder-like hide as the water weakens the stone’s strength. Onix collapses, its weight cracking the floor.
“Three down, two to go, Bruno,” I say. “Sure you don’t want to give up now?”
“Bruno never give up! Bruno never surrender!” he replies. “This not over yet! Go, Hitmonchan!”
“Get back, Clappy! It’s your time to shine, Edward!”
Edward flaps its four wings rapidly, eager to get going. “Okay, Edward, I won’t hold you back. Soar as high as you can and avoid Hitmonchan’s attacks!”
“Hitmonchan! Ice Punch!” Bruno commands. Hitmonchan lunges for Edward, but ends up in empty air as Edward flies behind it.
“Now, Edward! Fly!”
Edward soars up into the air and dives back down, slamming into Hitmonchan with a force that could make Bruno cry. Hitmonchan goes down, leaving Bruno with only one Pokemon.
“You’d better hope your final Pokemon is a good one, because you’ll really need it now!” I say.
“Yes! Machamp strong Pokemon! Go! Machamp! Smash this challenger!”
“Bruno,” I say, “you could really use a trip back to first grade. But anyway, Egg ‘em, do what you do best and take out this sucker! Use Confusion!”
It does a respectable amount, but not nearly enough. Machamp gobbles up its Sitrus Berry and carries out a swift Cross Chop, barely denting Egg ‘em.
“Is that the best you can do, Bruno?”
“No.”
“Huh. Well, either way, go for Confusion again, Egg ‘em!”
“Cross Chop, Machamp!”
This time, Confusion knocks Machamp into the red zone, and it’s ready to go down next turn, while Machamp’s move does little to Egg ‘em in turn.
Bruno uses up another Full Restore on Machamp. “Agh, seriously, Bruno? You’re gonna lose anyway. Why not accept that and just let Machamp faint?”
“You not understand,” Bruno says. “Bruno never gives up! Bruno fights to the last breath! And with that last breath with be your doom!”
“Wow, I think that’s the longest sentence you’ve said that’s actually grammatically correct.”
“Bruno not understand what you say.”
“Whatever. Confusion.”
“Aaaand Confusion again.”
With two rapid bursts of psychic power, Machamp’s mind is overwhelmed and it falls to the ground, giving me my third Elite Four victory.
“B-Bruno lose?” Bruno says, his lip quivering. He turns away and says, “You may have beaten Bruno, but Bruno not give up. Bruno will be ready next time!”
“Yeah, sure…” I say. “Um…I’m just gonna leave now…”
And with that amazing though, I left.