My Bad, I suck!

So guys, it's been a while since I posted anything. That's pretty pathetic and completely unfair to you guys who support me. So from now on, I'm gonna keep you guys updated on everything I do, every day. Everything I do, to everything I work on.

And I have a preview for you guys, of something I started working on earlier to force myself through the writers block plaguing me. And I'll be posting it....right now.

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“Why the heck are you making me do dis?” Meowth whined, struggling through another push up. The feline pokemon's limbs shook with strain, the weight of the large rock tied to his tail by a piece of rope weighing him down at an angle and making it all the harder

“No pain, no gain!” Ash grunted beside him, pushing through a rapid set of push ups, one after another. A near boulder lay atop his back, but for all the lack of strain Ash showed it may as well have been a feather. “We're going up against the rock type gym leader when we get to Pewter, so Iron Tail will be great for you and Pikachu.”

Pikachu on Ash's other side nodded in agreement, “Pi Pikachu!” the yellow mouse chirped, powering up through a push up of his own, a rock even larger than Meowth's strapped to his tail.

“What'ya mean I could use da work out?” Meowth growled in irritation, “I ain't even a battler, I'm all brain, no brawn!”

Ash chuckled, “You're doing pretty well for not being a battler,” he said.

Meowth sighed in dismay, pushing up on shaky limbs, dropping down and then repeating the motion almost mechanically, “I miss Jessie'n James,” the pokemon lamented.

Ash paused at the apex of his next push up and looked over at the feline pokemon, “No need to worry about those two, from what Officer Jenny told me the crimes they've actually committed are pretty minor,” he informed the cat, “I'm actually a bit in awe of the ridiculous things you guys done though, making mechs, piloting them, amazing disguises, the works….with those talents they'll be offered parole pretty early and the chance to work for some law department.”

Meowth narrowed his eyes, looking at Ash, “Den why am I with you?” he growled accusingly, ignoring the way Pikachu's cheeks sparked dangerously at his tone, “You shoulda just let me get caught with dem.”

“For one, you're the one who tried to steal Pikachu's pokeball and fell onto one of my empty ones when Pikachu hit you all with Thunderbolt,” Ash retorted with a roll of his eyes, “Second, you're a talking Pokemon, there's no way you'd be placed anywhere near them, either some big shot would throw a ton of cash around to buy you, or you'd end up working with someone like Professor Oak to translate what Pokemon talk about and the like.”

Meowth sighed, collapsing onto the grassy flooring of the Viridian Forest in defeat, “Dis sucks,” he moaned into the grass, “Not only did we get caught, but now I'm the pokemon of some insane kid who takes training way too far.”

“Get over it,” Ash laughed, easily removing the boulder from his back and standing up, casually dropping the massive rock to the ground and ignoring the slight tremor that shook through the ground, “This is beginner level stuff, I learned it from a wild Machop I played with back at Pallet Town years ago.”

Meowth groaned into the dirt, “You're a monster,” he replied, “What sane person follows a Machop's training regime? dey're called Superpower pokemon for a reason ya know?”

“Pikachu doesn’t seem to be having trouble,” Ash pointed out. The electric mouse had followed Ash’s lead and removed the rock weighing his tail down, now swinging his tail from side to side, testing the speed he swung at without the weight pulling him down.

Pikachu turned to the downed Meowth with a little cheeky smirk, curling one stubby little arm around as if to show off a bulging bicep.

Meowth rolled his eyes, flopping around onto his back and staring up at the sky through the thick leafage of the towering forest trees surrounding the clearing they were currently in. “Oh what a surprise, the monstrously strong kid got a monstrously strong partner,” his eyes narrowed slightly as they caught a faint white sheen around Pikachu’s tail, “Dat Pikachu ain’t normal, no way, no how.” They’d only been at this weight training for a bit over half an hour, yet it was already strong enough in the tail to generate that steel type power in his lightning bolt shaped tail.

Meowth thought himself a classy and well informed guy. And he knew a lot about attacks pokemon could learn, just so he could overcome them with his brains. A pokemon such as a Pikachu should have struggled for weeks on end to learn Iron Tail, as far as species went, Pikachu in general would take a long time to gain the strength needed to use Iron Tail, that even in the hands of the weakest pokemon could split a boulder.

“Oh wow!” Ash clapped happily, “That was awesome Pikachu!” he cheered, pumping a fist into the air.

“Concentrate your energy into your tail,” Ash coached the electric pokemon as Meowth took the time to un-fasten his own large rock from his tail. Immediately, the normal type sighed in relief, swishing his own tail back and forth, marvelling slightly at how easy it was to move it with the rock gone, he could really feel the difference without the weight.

“Don’t just cover your tail with it,” Ash continued to instruct, and Meowth idly followed his instructions, tapping into the well of energy inside his body and rerouting it to his tail, “Condense it, like coal being condensed into a diamond, condense your energy into your tail, make it harder, stronger. Make it Steel!”