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Pokemon Rusty Spoilers ahead!
The Anti-Bidoof Resistance was somehow going under the radar for Peanut Butter (Arceus he still can’t believe that THIS was the name he chose for himself) and the others. He had started this not too long ago managing to hide from the manual labors of building a Bidoof tower and saving others from working in the hot sun.
For days did they stay underground, only going back up to get more information and to add more to his resistance. This was why he was so against high IV and EV training, but that was not important now. Right now he had found out the breeder of this perfect Bidoof. All he had to do was go into the old Kanto daycare and get some information. And then he stole some papers from the higher-ups saying what person does what job. And he found him. Singing an annoying song. Like a lunitic. It did confuse him though, if this was his trainer, why was he doing manual labor like the others?
Pulling his cloak over his face to hide his identity, the Kanto Champion made his move swiftly grabbing the singing guy trying to take him back to his hide out.
From the side were body builders, or at least they looked like them. “Hey! No grabbing people while their working! Get back to work!” The men toward over Red, but he didn’t seem to care.
“Nighty-night, Bidoof boys.” That was kind of lame, something that he would probably never say but it was the heat of the moment and he needed to take Peanut Butter’s trainer and get out of there. With one hand holding the trainer and the other reaching for a Pokeball, he brings out an Venusaur who quickly lets out some sleep powder. Red didn’t even have to give the command out loud, the Pokemon just know. That must be why he was so legendary.
The body guards colapse to the ground, snoring like Snorlaxs. This is when Red dashed to get back to the hideout as fast as he could.
He jumped into a hole underground as he carries the trainer on his shoulder. Either he’s asleep or things are going so fast that he can’t even process them. But...he had to make sure this was indeed Peanut Butter’s trainer.
With his cap still on his head, Red lightly slapped the trainer’s face hoping he was awake. It was so dark underground he couldn’t really see what the trainer looked like, but since he breeded such an overpowered atrocity like the ultimate Bidoof, he had to be an evil scientist or something.
“You. Wake up.”
