OH SHOOT A NEW UPDATE? FINALLY? HIATUS IS DONE?

I actually removed the hiatus status on the description days ago lol.

I was gonna plan something else for the return of SWTPP2, but I got nothing.

Sooooo...I got this idea after reading Alpha_Sapphire_'s book, so yeah. I found the site a long time ago, but I forgot about it.

Be warned: Kinda dumb story coming your way.

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Gary: Wait.

Drew: What are we doing here?

Gary: Drew?

Drew: Gary?

Gary: Where are the others?

Drew: Idk man.

Gary: Just Gary.

Drew: What.

Gary: Just Gary.

Drew: What in the f**k? I'm here!

Gary: Hey people. My name is Gary and we will be messing around with the fanfic maker. Sure. Let's go!

Drew: When you let computers make fanfics for you. Fun.

Gary: Preset? Let's ignore that. Oooh fandom!

Drew: Doki Doki Literature Club.

Gary: Eh...Pokemon. Setting?

Drew: Leave it to any.

Gary: Hero's name? Who will be the hero?

Drew: Butt Ketchup.

Gary: Heck yeah.

Drew: Is he male or female or unspecified?

Gary: Ugh. He sexually identifies as a potato.

Drew: Elemeno made fries for us today. It was good.

Gary: It was meh. Kinda healthy because she baked it. She used organic seasonings and olive oil. Didn't really taste like normal fries.

Drew: Limited salt, dude.

Gary: Okay. Butt Ketchup is a dood.

Drew: What is his superpower?

Gary: Super booty.

Drew: Okay. Hero's hobby?

Gary: Watching the prons.

Drew: What?

Gary: Just put it there.

Drew: Hometown?

Gary: Pallet Town. I'd make a joke, but that's my hometown.

Drew: Joke Pallet Town.

Gary: That works.

Drew: Homeworld?

Gary: Uranus

Drew: K. I'm pretty sure there's no life in Uranus, but okay.

Gary: But if...never mind.

Drew: Female sidekick 1?

Gary: Misty Tubig Bulaklak (In Filipino, tubig means water, and bulaklak means flower)

Drew: K. Male sidekick 1?

Gary: Brocko.

Drew: Female sidekick 2?

Gary: Sereners Yvonners

Drew: Male sidekick 2?

Gary: Thiccle-af Clemont

Drew: Villain?

Gary: Booty Bootz.

Drew: Ugh. Fine.

Gary: Unspecified gender.

Drew: MacGuffin? What do our characters want?

Gary: Dat Golden Booty.

Drew: Main ship of this story?

Gary: ANY WITH BUTT KETCHUP. I apologize if this won't turn out the way you guys want. Let's go. Or...how about hero with hero? Butt Ketchup x Butt Ketchup?

Drew: Welp. Fine. Author's name?

Gary: Gary Mfn Oak

Drew: Intro?

Gary: Heck yeah.

Drew: Violence rating?

Gary: Just a tiny bit.

Drew: Ego rating? At high values, the author would even insert themselves.

Gary: Maximize that s**t.

Drew: The toots-toots rating?

Gary: The what?

Drew: The inappropriateness of this.

Gary: Just a tiny bit, but slightly more than the violence rating.

Drew: Cliche rating?

Gary: Let's be a bit cliche. Just before the middle. AND NOW WE MAKE THE STORY!

Drew: What in the f**k.

Gary: They're actually acting like Pokemon. Dude, change the fandom!

Drew: Actually, let's change the ship to any with Butt Ketchup.

Gary: FINE. They should just have a harem option because that's what Butt Ketchup has.

Drew: OH BOY

Butt Ketchup meets The mighty Gary Mfn Oak : The Early Years
by Gary Mfn Oak

Gary: Ah s**t.

Drew: F yeah.

Warning: This fic might contain spoilers for , so be sure to see all of it before reading this.


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Later, once they were alone and away from the others, Butt Ketchup met with The mighty Gary Mfn Oak in a nearby cave

Drew: That's one fun cave.

Gary: Shut up, Drew.

They had been meeting like this awhile now, often in the evenings or at night.
A deep friendship had struck up after their previous adventures, but they kept it hidden as they didn't know what the others would think.
They often did some talking, some Watching the prons, maybe a few board games.
They were quite close friends by now.

Drew: Oh fun. You guys watch the prons together.

Gary: Prons.

This particular night they were shearing secrets with eachother. Telling eachother things neither had told anyone else before. Things that not a single soul knew.

Drew: I love shearing secrets with frands

Gary: We listen to Ed Sheeran while we shear secrets with frands. I'm in love with the shear of you.

Drew: Stop.

"Then there was that time I...Destroyed Misty Tubig Bulaklaks reboot action figures!"
"oh, Butt Ketchup! thats positively evil! and I should know!"
They both laughed. The night had been full of stories like this. The time The mighty Gary Mfn Oak blackmailed a a Biochemist. Or the time Butt Ketchup fooled a Astronaut into thinking it was the end of the world.. Endless stories shared just between them and no one else.
It was making them closer.
Closer then Butt Ketchup had ever thought possible.
As Butt Ketchup was telling another story, He thought He saw The mighty Gary Mfn Oak examining Him. Looking with..was that longing?
nah...couldn't be.
The moment was over and they departed eachothers company.
Butt Ketchup felt something had changed that night, but wasn't sure what.

Gary: Are you effing with me?

Drew: I think this turned into Palletshipping, dude.

Gary: We just watched prons together!
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Butt Ketchup woke up one winter saturday....
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Butt Ketchup at that moment felt in his pocket. Thats strange there was a note.
It said He should rendezvous at the demolished beach at sunset.

Butt Ketchup kept this secret as it was clearly just for Him.
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Butt Ketchup sat at the bar. It was empty save for him . Even the owner had already left him alone. Just Butt Ketchup and the wiskey in his glass.

Gary: Wiskey

Drew: I think they meant whiskey

Gary: Ash is forever 10. He's not old enough to drink.

Drew: The guys at the bar just say it's whiskey to make Butt Ketchup, not Ash Ketchum, shut up. They're just giving him apple juice

Butt Ketchup's friends had tried to stop him from going, but after that.... that event... Butt Ketchup could no longer stay.

Thinking about it made his eyes well up and to prevent bursting out in crying (as Butt Ketchup really, deeply, wanted to) he lifted the wiskey and gulped it down. The burning liquid warmed his throat and heart. It was the only comfort Butt Ketchup still had in this world.

Butt Ketchup tried to take his mind of the present. To slip into the past rather then wallow in sorrow...

...but it didn't work. Butt Ketchup was still just at a bar. Keeping the whisky company.

Suddenly the door opened behind him. Footsteps. Then a figure sat down next to him and took the bottle.
"Long time," spoke Thiccle-af Clemont and he poored himself a glass as well.

Gary: Poored

Drew: Is the incorrect spellings intentional?

Gary: Maybe because some fanfic writers spell stuff wrong all the time?

Drew: I guess. Not everyone, though.

Butt Ketchup grumbled.
"I deserved that," Thiccle-af Clemont said and took a gulp from his whiskey.
"Go away," Butt Ketchup said.
"Not before you hear my offer," Thiccle-af Clemont said.
"I don't want to hear about it." Butt Ketchup spoke. He really didn't want anything to do with Thiccle-af Clemont, not after... that. "I don't want anything to do with you... not after... that."
"Dammit, that wasn't your fault," Thiccle-af Clemont, "It was none of our fault."
"Yes it was, it was my fault. I could have stopped it." Butt Ketchup said, "I SHOULD HAVE STOPPED IT FROM HAPPENING."
"Calm down, Butt Ketchup," Thiccle-af Clemont, "It wasn't your fault... that wasn't your fault."
But no matter what Thiccle-af Clemont said, Butt Ketchup still felt that that was his fault...
"I need you," said Thiccle-af Clemont. "Just one more time. Just one more job and I'll leave you alone."
Oh lonelyness, that would be nice. No one around. No one to remind Butt Ketchup of...that.
"One more job," Butt Ketchup muttered. "Alright. One more job it is."
And with that, he gulped down the remaining whiskey. Time for action!
So Butt Ketchup got onto his ferrari. The others followed on their scooter but were quite far behind.

Gary: Hot dang, Butt Ketchup's got a Ferrari.

Drew: If Gary Mfn Oak marries Butt Ketchup, he also gets the Ferrari.

Gary: DANG.

Drew: Sit down.

Gary: Be humble.

Butt Ketchup knew he had to go faster and faster like the speed of sound. So he raced down streets and around cornors, skiding furiously around pedestrions and cops.
"No time for rules!" he called out as he passed.
"I have to take my full responsibilities of life!" he said.
Suddenly up ahead he saw some bad guys!
So he did a massive wheely backflip over them, headbutting them as he was above them.
"Eat my fist!" Butt Ketchup yelled as he slapped them.
He speed onwards past fields and villages and cities and skyscrappers and other landscape.
Then he saw the roadsign to where he had to go, and so he went. He whacked some more bad guys out with a sideways 360 spin, before leaping off the bike.
Later, when the others catched up, they continued their journey.
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"Why are you looking at me like that? Its almost like your want me badly. Ha Ha!" Butt Ketchup chuckled.

"You're my one true friend, Butt Ketchup, probably the best one I've had in a long time. I like talking to you, hanging out with you, and I even love listening to you sing.
...And now that you've pointed it out, I think I might like to hug you a bit"

"You're touching me. That's not considered appropriate behavior," Butt Ketchup whispered, His bottom lip trembling while His limbs felt frozen.

Gary: Is that sexual harassment?

"Maybe not. But I don't think you're going to stop me." The mighty Gary Mfn Oak stroked His hand up Butt Ketchup's hip, and pulled His shirt from his trousers. Butt Ketchup's eyes fluttered shut when He felt The mighty Gary Mfn Oak's fingers touch the skin of His lower back. But He forced them open again and stared into The mighty Gary Mfn Oak's pretty eyes.

Gary: I am so done.

Drew: Maybe we should have not touched the inappro-pro levels at all.

"I should stop you." Butt Ketchup knew He should. This was The mighty Gary Mfn Oak. The mighty Gary Mfn Oak! Could He dare wreck their close friendship? And what about their destiny? But that didn't bother Butt Ketchup nearly as much.

"Stop me," The mighty Gary Mfn Oak said, and made it sound like a dare.

Butt Ketchup was all set to give The mighty Gary Mfn Oak a glare, but it faded away when He got his first real look at The mighty Gary Mfn Oak.I mean sure, Butt Ketchup had seen The mighty Gary Mfn Oak before, but not REALLY seen them. Not with these new eyes which Butt Ketchup now had. His eyes had been opened.

The mighty Gary Mfn Oak's manly chest.
His pretty neck.
His uncontrollable eyebrows.

Gary: I like the manly chest and pretty neck, but uncontrollable eyebrows? What?

In point of fact, Butt Ketchups mouth went a little slack and there may have been some drool.

It dripped on The mighty Gary Mfn Oak.
The mighty Gary Mfn Oak didn't seem to mind Butt Ketchups fluids though. Any kinda of fluid dropping on Him was fine it seemed. "ewww" He said but half way it turned to a "owwwwwww".
"owwwwwww"!
It was a "owwwwwww" of pleasure.
It was the first of many sounds to come
But then they shock hands firmly and said goodbye. Nothing else happened.

They saw their enemy in the distance,and they soon stood next to him
"So you have come"
"My aunty is the most ugly witch in the world." said The mighty Gary Mfn Oak.
"Dunno, you see she is lighter than some Crusifixs." replied Booty Bootz.
"You know, I think your aunty would be better sunnyer dont you think? " said Butt Ketchup .
"Maybe, but she is darker than some troutes." declared Booty Bootz.
"They have a small stick." said Thiccle-af Clemont.
"No, but it is dumber than some teddy Bears." screamed Booty Bootz.
"I know my dress is very soft." said The mighty Gary Mfn Oak.
With him distracted with that our hero stabbed him dead.

Gary: Where did Sereners and Brock go?

Drew: That was really it? This is effin lame.

Gary: My dress is soft. Look at me while Butt Ketchup stabs you. Wow.

Drew: That was not a good story, man. But hey, at least we got some Butt Ketchup and Gary Mfn Oak action.

Gary: We do not speak of that action.

Drew: And there were a lot of spelling errors. If someone were to make a fanfic like this, I would not read it.

Gary: Same. Wait...they didn't even mention Dat Golden Booty.

Drew: I guess the randomization messed up.

Gary: Or maybe we didn't copy everything?

Drew: I closed the tab already.

Gary: Oh.

Drew: Bye.

Gary: See you next time.

Drew: Or next month.

Gary: Or next year.

Drew: Eh...whenever Elemeno gets a new idea.

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No schedule. I still don't know when I'll update next. I might do something, but I'm still not sure.

Also, shoutout to the peeps who watched the video I posted in the previous part! Thanks for the love!

If you haven't seen it, it's there in the last part.

I'm also working on more vids. I just don't wanna upload the next one just yet since I gotta save some data.

SO YEAH.