Trainer Andrew ♂, Johto Day 16: Things Fall Together

And the award for greatest plan ever goes to… Trainer Andrew ♂! 

See, I’m not sure if any of you caught this, but my last post wasn’t really what I was doing.  I never really sat in a boat in the middle of Lake of Rage, but I know somebody who thought I did: Mr. Psychic.  And I am happy to say that he now permanently resides in the body of a Gyarados.  It turns out that Mr. Psychic was stalking me by reading my posts!  That’s how he was able to always know where I was. 

For any of you who thought I was simply making poor life choices, I’m sorry, and I promise to never put up a fake post again. 

Here’s what happened:

I waited by the edge of the lake, vigilantly watching, for two straight days, hoping my plan would work.  It was just a few hours ago, and I had begun to grow weary of waiting for so long, but who do I spy but a figure in a black cloak creeping along the forest’s edge.  Laying down, perfectly silent, I watched as he stole a small boat that was resting in the water and slowly paddled out to the middle of the lake. 

He circled around the great body of water a few times, and I wondered if perhaps my plan might backfire and no Gyarados would attack him.  I had to think fast.  Motioning to Lickitung to come closer, I told her to fire a Hyper Beam into the water.  You see, as I learned from Lance, Gyarados are attracted to Hyper Beams.  Or weak to them, I’m not really sure.

You know, now that I think about it, why did Lance ever have a Gyarados?  I mean, he’s a dragon trainer, and Gyarados is clearly just some sort of flying water dweller.  That is odd. 

The attack hit right by Mr. Psychic’s boat, and within a second a large, scaly head rose out of the water and toppled the craft.  Though he was far out, I heard a lot of screaming and splashing, but then it became very silent. 

I would honestly tell the Jennys about this, but then I might have to get into the origin of it, and I don’t really feel like explaining why I cut a man’s hand off to law enforcement. 

Tired of being in hiding, I’m spending the night with a lovely little crazy person who lives near the lake.  He has some sick obsession with Magikarp size, and I’m worried it might be an innuendo of some sort.  But he’s harmless as far as I can tell.

It’s good to be free,
Trainer Andrew ♂