Chapter 21: The Yahoe & the Nuts

Matthew was exploring the areas north of Mt. Moon. About a week ago, he received a mysterious invitation to a party on an Island named “New.” By a host claiming to be the most powerful Pokemon trainer in the world. The party wasn’t for another two weeks, though, and Matthew decided to take a trip to see what was beyond the charted regions of Kanto. He was in a forest, it appeared to be inhabited by Pokemon, but there were none about. There didn’t seem to be any signs of civilization anywhere nearby. Matthew traveled up north a few more kilometers when he came across what appeared to be a green bird sitting on a branch. It’s yellow eyes making contact with Matthew’s, freezing Matthew in his place staring back. “What… are you?” Matthew asked to the bird.
“Yahoe!” said the creature, with a mouth hidden under its green beak.
“Are you a… Pokemon?” Matthew asked, taking out his Pokedex and aiming it to the creature.
“*Bing* No Data.” Said the Pokedex’s robotic voice.
“What?” Matthew said, perplexed.
“Yahoe… Yahoe…” said the creature.
“Yei-hhyo?” Matthew asked.
“Yahoe.” The bird said with a nod. It then jumped up and fluttered in the air with its small wings. Suddenly, it started powdering out speckles of sparkly dust. Something about the powder made Matthew drowsy, and he fell asleep.

Matthew heard the sound of a flowing river, and he woke up to find himself in a valley. In front of him, was a building. The building looked like it may be a hospital. “Come in, come in!” a echoey voice said, and Matthew saw he was being pulled in by a conveyor belt he happened to be standing on.
“Hey, wait!” Matthew said. “I’m not going in!” suddenly, I whistle blew.
“Yabba, Yebba YAho HEY-ey!” said three triplet humans who appeared at the door, and grabbed Matthew and forced him inside. It was dark and crazy inside, he could hear the screams of mental patients as the triplets carried him against his will. They escorted him to what appeared to be a throne room. On the throne was a figure.
“Yaaaahahahaha. Welcome to my Mental Institution.” Said the figure on the throne with a voice reminiscient of “Him” from the Powerpuff Girls. “My name’s Psycho, “The Psycho” if you may. I wanted you to come in and play, so I asked my triplets to bring you in.
“Yabba, Yebba YAho HEY-ey!” said the Triplets.
“You’re forcing me to stay in here! Why?” Matthew asked.
“BECAUSE I CAN! Muaaahaaamomoblublub” The Psycho said, as he turned his arms into black tentacles and gave himself the face of a chicken. He then transformed into a Scyther with fuzzy wings and bunny ears. “I have a Psychic Ability of 100! I can transform into anything!”
“I’m getting out of here.” Matthew said, not being able to handle the nonsense. Just then, he heard a whistle blow.
“Yabba, Yebba YAho HEY-ey!” said the Triplets, who grabbed Matthew’s arm and threw him into a rack.
“WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME?” screamed Matthew.
“No reason!” said the Psycho.
As the Triplets rotated the rack wheel pulling Matthew’s arms and legs, the room evaporated and transformed into a hallway, with the Psycho and the Triplets nowhere to be found. “Great, maybe now I can get out of here.” Matthew said, he went to his belt and grabbed one of his Pokeball’s. “Let’s go, Nidoking!” said Matthew, releasing his Nidoking.
“Ni-do!” said Nidoking in a gruff voice.
“Nidoking, if you see those three triplets, attack them, we cannot let them force me to do their stupidness. Just then, a whistle blew.
“Yabba, Yebba YAho HEY-ey!” the Triplets showed up, ready to take Matthew again.
“Ice Beam Nidoking!” Matthew ordered. Nidoking shot a blue beam of ice from his mouth, freezing the Triplets. Matthew turned around getting ready to run, when he saw the Psycho was in front of him.
“Yaahaa! Yaahaa!” said the Psycho, then he hammered his head with a mallet three times emitting “cuckoo” noises each time.
“Nidoking, Mega Punch!” Matthew commanded.
“Nidoooooo!” Nidoking charged forward with its fist, and its Mega Punch went right through the Psycho’s body.
“What?” Matthew said, astounded.
“I told youuuuuu! I have a Psychic Ability of 100! I can do anything, transform my body into anything, any shape, and even Pokemon hybrids!” The Psycho turned himself into a three headed Charizard with the gloves of a Hitmonchan and the legs of a Hitmonlee, with the wings of Articuno for good measure.
“You crazy freak!” Matthew said, and he ran off with the Psycho distracted with its silly transformations. Just then, a whistle blew.
“Oh no!” Matthew said, knowing what was coming.
“Yabba, Yebba YAho HEY-ey!” the Triplets were back.
“Leave me alone!” Matthew demanded, punching the Triplet’s in the head. Matthew then ran off to a different room. This room contained vats of orange acid. Matthew walked down the catwalk to the other side. As he was doing so, a shape emerged from the acid. It was presumably the Psycho, with that “100 Psychic Ability” probably keeping his skin from getting burned.
“Blublahbleghblah!” said the Psycho, acting like a gloppy idiot. A whistle blew.
“Yabba, Yebba YAho HEY-ey!” The Triplets appeared on the catwalk.
“Get the fuck away!” said Matthew, grabbing the Triplets and throwing them into the acid. Matthew made it to the other side, and opened the door. He walked into the hallway, and it looked familiar. “Did I just loop the building?” he asked himself, thinking that was plausible. Suddenly, he noticed a piece of artwork on one of the walls, the subject of the art looking familiar.

“Yahoe! Yahoe! Get me out of here!” Matthew said, knocking on the painting probably expecting the door to Yahoe’s nest behind it. “You forced me into this place, and they’re forcing me to stay! Help!” And a whistle blew.
“Yabba, Yebba YAho HEY-ey!” said the Triplets, with the Psycho in their presence.
“Ah-huhuhu. You think the Yahoe will save you now? The Yahoe is what brought you here.” Said the Psycho. “Hahaha! But! I better free you, after all, you’re apart of the orchestration.”
“What are you talking about? What do you mean orchestration?” Matthew asked. “Besides, you think by this point I’ll take you seriously?”
“Ah-huhuhuhuh-huuuuuuhh… Well, nahhhhhh.” Said the Psycho. “But I still better warn you, a hooded figure will emerge from the shadows, and he will reveal himself when his evil intentions are layed out. The party will be Step 1 in the “orchestration.”.”
“What do you mean “orchestration?” The Party is “Step 1”?” Matthew asked.
“HaHAAH HaHAAAH!” said the Psycho, and he whirled away, with the Triplets following.
“Yabba, Yebba YAho HEY-ey!” said the Triplets, waving Matthew goodbye.
“Wait! How do I get out!” Matthew shouted. “ARGH!” he screamed angrily, the last hour of his life not making any sense.
“Yahoe! Yahoe!” said a familiar cry.
“Yes, about time, get me out of here, Yahoe!” Matthew said, but Yahoe did not appear.
“Yei… Yahoe!” said Yahoe slyly, apparently invisible.
“I said GET ME OUT OF HERE!” Matthew shouted, then he felt a sharp pain in his nose. He woke up inside the forest where Yahoe attacked him with the Magic Dust, everything that happened was a dream.
“Yahoe! Yahoe!” said Yahoe, happy to see Matthew awake.
“I think I’m gonna go back to Kanto.” Matthew said. “Goodbye.” Matthew walked off, leaving Yahoe. Yahoe watched as Matthew walked off, then smirked with its mouth, started flapping its wings, and vanished in the blink of an eye.

“Yahoe-yahoe-yahoe…” Yahoe’s voice echoed.