Random Encounters with Missingno: Chapter 30

Chapter 30- A Random Flight

“That was nice of you to fix their house.”

“Says the person who hit me until I did.”

They walk down a path along Route 5. Cassandra looks around, but there are only stone walls on either side.

“Are there no Pokemon along this route?”

“There are, but only between the paths.”

“Then let’s go.”

“What?! You want to walk all the way back to the top, just to fight some Pokemon? We are so close to the Underground Tunnel.”

“You mean Saffron City.”

He puts his hand on her shoulder. “It’s cute that you don’t know about the guards yet.”

She glares at him as she pushes his arm away. “Sometimes, you make no sense.” She jumps the wall and heads into the grass.

Missingno pouts. “Just sometimes?”

Are you not going to follow her?

He yawns. “Nah, I really need a nap. Cassandra is leveling up, can you spam B for me?”

You still on that?

He falls on his face. “Yup…. It’s kinda… my thing…”

Missingno used Rest!

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Cassandra nudges Missingno with her shoe. “Come on. Wake up.”

He jolts awake. Overhead, the sun is starting to set. “How long was I sleeping?”

“A few hours.”

“Oh no! Did the Narrator do his job?”

Koons pops over her shoulder.

He sighs in relief. “Thank goodness.”

Cassandra raises an eyebrow. “I tried to enter Saffron City, but the guard wouldn’t let me.”

“Told you.”

“So, we go through the Tunnel?”

Missingno scoffs. “Unless you can fly over.”

Cassandra scrunches her face. “Didn’t you say you know Fly?”

“When was that?”

Middle of Chapter 16.

“Oh. Well, if I canonized it…”

Feathery, Missingno-colored wings spring from his back. He shoots into the air before looping back to grab Cassandra and Koons. With a flap of the wings, they Fly off.

After some high speed flying, a few somersaults, and a barrel roll (first Fox’s, then into a real one), they land in a forest.

Cassandra looks around. “Where are we?”

Missingno brushes some twigs and leaves out of his wings. “Not a clue.”

“... Well, can you fly us out of here?”

“Sorry, the moment has passed.” His wings disappear back into his back.

“Great.” She pushes through some bushes, and her jaw drops.

Before her is Vermilion City. On her left is a house, with the Pokecenter just beyond that. She tries to turn around, but the only thing left of the forest is the bushes she just came out of, and behind those is the ocean.

Missingno exits the nearest house, the Old Rod in hand. He hums a fast tune as his eyes sparkle.

No… I mean they literally sparkle.

“You look happy.”

“Of course. I now have the Old Rod.”

She raises an eyebrow. “Didn’t you have it earlier today?”

“No, that was AN Old Rod I made. This is THE original. Even when little to no Pokemon are around while surfing, this wonderful tool can magically make Pokemon appear. So mysterious.” He caresses it. “I want to see if I can use its magic in other ways. Then I can become a magician and get out of your crazy adventure to destroy glitches.”

Cassandra crosses her arms. “What was that?!”

“My bad. ‘Exciting’, not ‘crazy’.”

“That was not the part you got wrong.”

“Enough of your talk of magic. Let’s go heal Koons.”

Cassandra shakes her head as he skips off. After a quick trip to the Pokecenter, they walk around Vermilion City. Everything seems normal, but Cassandra keeps a sharp eye out for anything strange. It is getting late, so most people are heading home. Even the construction on the edge of town is packing up to end the day. The crescent moon gives some light as the Machop looks over the land it has finished stomping out.

“What should we do now?”

I would suggest the Pokemon Fan Club.

“Do you know something about the plot?”

… Maybe.

Missingno shrugs. “Good enough for me.”

They head to a building in the southeast part of the city, where a group of Pokemon fans are talking about their favorite Pokemon. The old man in the large chair in the back greets them. “Welcome to the PFC!”

“Excuse me, do any of you know anything plot worthy?”

The man tips his hat. “My Rapidash is worthy of a plot, I can tell you that.” The others in the room laugh with him. “My favorite Rapidash… It… cute… lovely… smart... plus... amazing... you think so?... oh yes... it... stunning... kindly... love it! Hug it... when... sleeping... warm and cuddly... spectacular... ravishing…”

Missingno groans as the man keeps talking. “Did you send us here just to have us listen to this guy?”

*Snicker*.... No…. Maybe…. SO?

“...Oops! Look at the time! I kept you too long! Thanks for hearing me out! I want yo-"

Missingno waves him off. “Yeah, yeah. There is nothing of worth here. We out!”

Cassandra addresses the other three in the room. “Thank you for your time.” She follows after him as he heads back towards the Pokecenter. “Well, that was a waste.”

Missingno looks up at the full moon. “Man, this makes me think of a legend of monsters that only come out at night.” He chuckles. “But there is no such thing as-”

“JOHN CENA!!!!!!!” Bun-dunadaaaa!

A voice echoes across the ‘city’, along with G-funk music.

Missingno gasps. “Werechamps.”