SS: Let's get read to rumble!

Tons of fireworks shoot out everywhere. The explode and their ashes scatter all over the floor.

Janitor Met: Aw crap…

SS: Anywho, today's battle is TMS's Chamander, Char against Blastoise's Caterpie, Squirmy! After this battle we will go onto the Kewl bowl!

Mewd: And I'm the co-announcer Mewd!

SS: (Shutup man…)

Mewd: (What..)

SS: (Watch it..)

Mewd: .... OK, Um-

SS: (Shut your dirty little mouth!)

SS: Look, Blastoise has entered the ring!

Blastoise: Ahoy!

SS: .....

Blastoise: ...... I'm sorry, that was totally stupid of me....

SS: And TMS is no serving time in jail so-

Mewd: I let him out.

SS: What!

Mewd: Well, it wouldn’t be much of a bat-

SS punches Mewd and blue stuff spreads across the announcers booth. Janitor Met cuts them off so the audience won't have to hear all the obscenities.

TMS enters with Charmander and everyone boos.

TMS: What's not to love?

Guy: You idiot, you sound like a moron!

Guy2: Hahaha! Woo!

TMS: ...... Everyone hates me…

Guy2: Hahaha! Look he's sad……

The whole audience quiets down.

TMS: See, it's not funny when someone gets hurt!

The whole audience then begins laughing again.

TMS: Go Char!

Char: Char?

Char falls asleep. TMS pokedex pops open.

Pokedex: Pokemon who fall asleep in battle usually have un-experienced or stupid trainers.

TMS: Doh!

TMS pees his pants but tries to cover it up with his hand.

Guy: Wow! This guy is horrible!

SS: Wow! That was great!

Mewd: Hey! Put is back up!

SS: There we go!

Blastoise: Go Squirmy!

TMS: Dum! Char, do something!

Char: Char!

Char bites TMS's leg.

TMS: Owwww!

Blastoise: Hahaha! Caterpie, Hyper Beam!

Caterpie: Caaaaater!

Caterpie opens its mouth and a big yellow beam with energy strands swirling around it hit Char, and it cuts off TMS's leg.

TMS: Ouch…

Guy2: Wow! Cool! He's gonna die! Nobody call 911!

Cloud: I'll allow it.

The whole audience cheers.

TMS: Char are you OK?

Guy3: Look! He's getting all emotional with his pokemon, haha!

Char: Charr!

Char bites TMS's other leg.

TMS: Ahhhh!

SS: Wow, this is great.

Mewd: I think this is just unnecessary violence, there aren't even any good jokes.

SS: I've got writers block. Digger! Go find TMS's leg!

Digger: .........

SS: .......

Mewd: Oh great, not a stupid egg again.

SS: You will be sorry when this baby hatches!

Mewd: Oh man! Are you an idiot or something!

SS: It happened with Cloud!

Mewd: Cloud isn’t strong!

Cloud: Hey!

Mewd: He's a baby!

Cloud: Arg!

Meanwhile in battle..

Blastoise: Ok Caterpie, lets finish this off with Fissure!

SS: Nooo! I just bought this gym! Why does everyone wanna break it down!

Caterpie: Cater!!

Caterpie jumps up and then falls down to the ground.

SPLAT!

Caterpie: ....

Blastoise: Aw man!

SS: Uhh, Janitor Met, clean that up.

Janitor Met: Oh man, did someone just take a crap out here.

SS: No, it’s a squished Caterpie.

Janitor Met: Uhh, looks like green horse cr-

SS: Hey!

Janitor Met: I'm working.....

TMS: So I win? I won!

SS: No! Blastoise wins!

TMS: Hey! No, I won!

SS: Take him to jail Cloud.

Cloud: Yes sir!

Cloud takes TMS off.

TMS: noooooooooooooooooooooo….

SS: So, Blastoise wins!

Guy: As was expected!

SS: Well, my arena didn't break do-

The whole arena breaks down.

Mewd: Hey! I didn't say barely anything! And this battle was boring.

SS: I know, I had writer's block!

Mewd: No excuse start over!

SS: No! If I was gonna I would have not made you say that, take this.

Mewd explodes and blue matter goes all over.

SS: Stay tuned for the Kewl Bowl.

TMS: Ouch!

Everyone laughs.

Wow! I had writer's block so I couldn't put anything good in it. It doesn't matter, I mean, TMS was battling! I better ahve my brain back by the Kewl Bowl. TMS lost by a coin flip (literally). Go back to the arena or go here and enjoy the rest of my page... right...