Doodle Story: The Hunt Begins
#3 of Pokemon/Digimon War
A sandslash and treecko flee from a blood thirsty ShadowWereGarurumon and a BlackWarGreymon and hide out in the bathroom. Which would be perfectly okay if the ShadowWereGarurumon didn't have to use the bathroom himself.
Oh yeah, scat warning.
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Doodle Story: The Hunt Begins
"Don't stop running!"
"What?!"
"Just keep going; the feraligatr will take care of it!"
"The fera--what are we even running from?!"
He still hadn't heard the news about the interspecies war that was going on with the Pokémon and the Virus Digimon. All the treecko knew was that he was sleeping against a tree with a poochyena resting on his legs before a sandslash woke him up and forced him to start running. His head wasn't hurting anymore and the treecko had the strength to run as fast as he wanted to, sprint even. The only problem was that he didn't know what was going on. God, he hated being left out of the conversation, feeling like a black sheep sometimes. ...This had better not have something to do with his rancid feet again or he'd scream in frustration. But seeing as how the sandslash wanted him to come along, the treecko assumed his feet were the last thing everyone was worrying about.
"I don't know. It's not a Pokémon, that's for sure!"
"Geez, how long was I unconscious? Did I miss something?"
The sandslash chuckled. "Oh yeah, you missed a helluva lot of stuff in the past few hours Randy. C'mon, let's keep going before they catch up to us!"
The treecko grunted once the sandslash grabbed his arm and yanked him down the forest as they ran.
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The feraligatr was lying on the ground, panting heavily as blood was dripping out of his mouth. Still, despite all the pain he had been through, he wasn't gonna give up just yet. He still had to protect his fellow Pokémon, give Randy and the sandslash he was running with some time to get away before the ShadowWereGarurumon and the BlackWarGreymon caught up to them. He didn't know why all of this was happening, but the Virus Digimon seemed to be thirsty for Pokémon blood, and weren't going to stop attacking as many of them as they saw until someone stopped them. That someone had to be the feraligatr. Besides, he wasn't too pleased to hear twelve of his fellow croconaws had all been slaughtered by the black werewolf, so now was the time for some well-earned payback. ...Or so he thought. The seconds the feraligatr got up from the ground, BlackWarGreymon punched him right in the solar plexus and ShadowWereGarurumon lashed his claws at his face, knocking him down to the ground again. The canine stomped down on the feraligatr and pinned him to the ground with his malodorous right footpaw.
"Where are they?" asked the BlackWarGreymon.
The feraligatr said nothing, forcing ShadowWereGarurumon to press his foot down a little harder, cracking a couple of the Pokémon's ribs and making him shout in pain.
"Clearly you aren't aware of how strong a ShadowWereGarurumon's feet can be. I've seen this guy shatter a coconut just by stepping on it for four seconds. Your bones are no different, so I suggest you tell us where the others headed off to."
"What...what are you gonna do to them?"
"That doesn't matter; all you need to know is that if you don't tell us, you're gonna die a horribly excruciating death. You ever wonder what it sounds like to hear your heart pop and have all the blood and fluids inside slowly spew all around your innards?"
The ShadowWereGarurumon laughed evilly. "Oh, how I love that sound! Like music to my ears!"
The feraligatr scoffed. "Not as...much as I love this sound,"
The Pokémon jerked his head forward and bit down on ShadowWereGarurumon's ankle, causing him to yowl in pain and stepped off the Water-type Pokémon. As a result, the feraligatr got off the ground and started running away. Unfortunately, he didn't get very far. ShadowWereGarurumon quickly recovered and chased after the Pokémon on all fours, tackling him to the ground. He grabbed the crocodile by the throat with both hands and managed to lift the burly creature into the air. That's when ShadowWereGarurumon opened his maw wide, revealing the feraligatr's slobbery, foul tomb. The feraligatr had time to scream and desperately try to kick the werewolf in the face a few times, but it was too late. ShadowWereGarurumon stuffed the upper body of the feraligatr into his mouth and began to slobber all over the giant creature, moistening his body with his red tongue and saliva. The lower half of him was still visible, and the legs were still kicking, trying to get free from the beast's stinky maw. The werewolf murred softly and started to suck on the feraligatr like he was a lollipop or a popsicle, absorbing the flavor of the crocodile just like he did with the croconaw he ate not too long ago. He was so tasty the ShadowWereGarurumon couldn't stand it. He didn't care if he went down hard; he just wanted to eat this feraligatr as soon as possible. The ShadowWereGarurumon tilted his head back and gave the feraligatr another coating of saliva and another few puffs of his bad breath before he started to travel down his esophagus. Due to how tall he was and his burly exterior, ShadowWereGarurumon couldn't swallow the feraligatr in one gulp, although covering him in slobber seemed to make him go down a little easier. The werewolf gulped down the feraligatr until only his feet were showing before he shoved the feraligatr into his maw completely, leaving another very large bulge in his neck. Suffocating in the esophagus, the feraligatr started to shake and whine a little before ShadowWereGarurumon gulped loudly until the bulge disappeared and the feraligatr splashed into his smelly abdomen. His belly bulged a little more than usual, but the ShadowWereGarurumon didn't mind. He just rubbed his stomach and let out a very large belch before licking his lips.
"That wasn't smart." said BlackWarGreymon sternly.
"It was tasty though!"
"I'm serious. Now we're gonna have to look out for these Pokémon on our own time when he easily could've just given us the information."
"We were gonna kill him anyway, BlackWarGreymon. Besides, you saw how he was acting; he wasn't gonna give us anything. Let's just sniff 'em out for now or find other Pokémon on our list."
"Fine."
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The sandslash and Randy ran inside a bathroom and the sandslash slammed the door shut, while Randy put his hands on his knees and started panting heavily.
"Okay...okay, I think we lost them."
"Yes, in a goddamn cesspool." mumbled Randy.
"Stop whining. Just be glad you didn't bury yourself underneath a pile of dung. I had to do that once...it was horrible."
"You actually hid inside a gigantic mound of dung?" asked Randy.
"I had to! It was the only way to escape the jaws of a predator, an uh...I think it was some sort of werewolf. All I know is that you should stop complaining, because hiding in a wet bathroom with toilet paper all over the floor is nowhere near as bad as hiding in a pile of Entei shit."
The sandslash sighed. "What the hell do those things eat anyway? I swear, I think I found a lamp in there."
"Well, thank you for giving me that disturbing image. Now, would you mind telling me what's happening?"
The sandslash walked over next to the stalls and started pacing back and forth. "I don't even know myself! I-I was walking in the forest one day, then some random Pokémon just ran up to me and said to hide from this weird looking black beast. I don't remember what happened, but some...thing just appeared from the bushes and ripped the guy to shreds."
"What was chasing after us?"
"I don't know; I hear it's one of those Digimon, not the good ones either."
"So we're running from a beast that you not only don't know, but don't even know the reason for running from?"
"Randy, I heard that there's a war going on. Maybe that's why all this happening?"
"Between who and who? We've been peaceful lately."
The sandslash scoffed. "Tell that to the Digimon when they get here! They just attacked overnight, and now a bunch of us are trying to get back home and regroup and think of a plan before guys like those two--"
"There's two of 'em now?"
"--get here and tear our hearts out!"
"Why can't we just fight them?"
"What, just the two of us?"
Randy shrugged. "It'll be two against two. That's fair even."
"Randy, twelve croconaws went up against one of the werewolf-looking Digimon at one time, and they all died, without even giving the guy a scratch. You really think a sandslash with anxiety issues and a treecko with stinky feet are gonna make a dent going against two of these guys at once?!"
"Watch it, Skrew," growled Randy.
"Well, damn, Randy, your feet stink. Get over it."
Randy and Skrew gasped when they heard someone bang against the door and growl gutturally. The BlackWarGreymon and ShadowWereGarurumon had found them and were coming to get rid of them too.
"Shit, they found us, oh my God, they found us!"
"So what the hell do we do now Skrew?!"
"Oh gee whiz, maybe you should fend 'em off with your feet!"
"Shut the fuck up, Skrew! I'm serious, what are we gonna do now?! There's only one exit and they're covering it!"
BlackWarGreymon pounded on the door again while Skrew began to hastily look around the bathroom.
"Uh...uh...THERE!" said Skrew, pointing at the last stall.
"You want us to hide in the actual stall?"
"Do you have a better idea?!"
Skrew grabbed Randy's arm and dragged him over to the last stall before slamming the door shut and locking it. Around that same time, BlackWarGreymon kicked the door open and stormed inside the restroom, finding nothing short of a bunch of empty stalls, a few sinks and the mirror. Randy and Skrew were standing on top of the toilet and squatting down so their feet weren't showing. Both of them were breathing softly and trying not to make any noise while ShadowWereGarurumon started sniffing the bathroom, desperately trying to seek out the fugitives. BlackWarGreymon was growling gutturally and looking to see if a Pokémon was hiding anywhere, but from what he could tell, they were just inside an abandoned lavatory.
"Hmm...doesn't seem like anyone's here ShadowWereGarurumon."
The black werewolf inhaled loudly as his nostrils flared. "No, no I know I smell something in here. Smells like corn chips and cheese; I know that smell from anywhere..."
ShadowWereGarurumon pressed his head against the tiled floor and stuck part of his muzzle underneath the stall door that Skrew and Randy were hiding behind. They saw the black muzzle and nose peeking into the stall from underneath and knew if the canine moved a few inches further, he would be able to see inside. Randy cover Skrew's mouth to prevent him from gasping while the treecko continued to watch his nose move around on the floor, hoping he wouldn't see his green feet.
"ShadowWereGarurumon, that smell is your own feet. Probably mine too; you know we don't clean ourselves and care little about hygiene."
The canine stopped sniffing and stood back up, walking over to BlackWarGreymon. Randy took his hand away from Skrew's mouth and watched as he exhaled briskly before the sandslash got on the floor and peeked underneath the door, watching the two figures talk to each other. Randy quickly joined him and observed the conversation as well, wondering who the two assailants were.
"So, these are the guys who are trying to kill us?" whispered the treecko.
"Most definitely. I can practically smell the evil stench hovering around their heads. I never knew evil could stink this much."
"Skrew, I think that 'evil stench' you're talking about is their bad breath, probably from that giant black one over there standing next to the canine."
"...You can smell their breath all the way over here?"
"My nose is a prodigy."
"Heh. Now if only--"
"Make another joke about my feet and I'll bash your skull in before they do."
"...Ditto."
"Did you hear something?" asked ShadowWereGarurumon.
Randy and Skrew quickly scurried back onto the toilet and started shaking again, praying that the monsters wouldn't find them and gobble them up.
"Relax Shadow, probably just your stomach growling or water dripping from the ceiling."
"Yeah...I guess so."
The canine sighed and abruptly passed a giant fart from his hindquarters before chuckling and fanning a paw behind his ass. BlackWarGreymon snickered and backed away from him.
"I don't suppose you have to use the bathroom now, do you?"
"Hey, you try eating a feraligatr without having some bowel issues in the long run. And since I'm already in here, I might as well go."
"Okay then. I'll wait outside and we'll head back once you finish."
The BlackWarGreymon opened up the bathroom door and walked outside while ShadowWereGarurumon stayed inside and walked over to the wall. He patted his belly a few times with his right paw before passing more gas and exhaling with relief. Randy and Skrew quickly covered their noses and held their gags inside their throats before the werewolf rubbed his stomach and grunted, letting out a long, wet fart that smelled terrible, like baked beans and swamp gas. ShadowWereGarurumon continued to let out some of the excess gas, leaning to his left and hiking up his right leg so another long, and rather fetid fart could squeeze its way in-between the canine's ass cheeks. Feeling a bit of discomfort in his bladder, ShadowWereGarurumon grabbed the zipper on his pants and pulled it down, shortly before pulling his pants down enough so his dick was pointed at the floor. He sighed and grabbed his cock with his left paw and aimed it at the wall while pressing his right paw against the wall. ShadowWereGarurumon smiled and chuckled evilly to himself until he started leaking a thick trail of yellow fluids that splashed against the wall. It wasn't loud at first, or much for that matter, but after a little bit of time, the werewolf sighed again and released all the urine he was holding in for the past several hours, watching as it slid down the wall and onto the floor. The piss continued to drip down all over the tiles and soaked the ShadowWereGarurumon's footpaws with its warm sensation. Skrew managed to peek underneath the stall and saw two black feet wiggle their toes before the canine giggled and took a large whiff of the urine he was expelling. The smell of it was very strong, like he finished eating a plate of asparagus, even though the vegetable truly disgusted him. Randy and Skrew could smell the piss too and had to cover their noses for a few minutes, hoping his bladder would be empty soon. Instead, the canine simply raised his black tail and ripped another fart that sounded like a common trumpet blowing, the sound echoing throughout the near-vacant bathroom. As if the smell of the creature wasn't already enough, now the lavatory reeked of burnt meat and rotten eggs and beans. But Randy and Skrew still managed to keep their mouths shut, even after ShadowWereGarurumon ripped another nasty gas bubble from his derriere. But that was only because ShadowWereGarurumon was merely urinating and breaking wind, and hadn't begun to defecate yet.
The dark canine stopped peeing on the wall and took a few steps back until he was standing in the middle of the bathroom. Randy and Skrew peeked under the stall again to see what he was doing, only to find him dropping his pants to the floor.
"What...is he doing what I think he's doing?" whispered Skrew.
ShadowWereGarurumon squatted down to the floor with his tail high in the air and let out another short, disgusting series of farts that could make all the flowers outside the building wilt in a matter of seconds. The treecko and sandslash continued to watch ShadowWereGarurumon (despite only being able to view his feet) with curiosity floating around in their minds, wondering what he was about to do next. The canine groaned and grunted in agony, holding his torso with both arms as it gurgled wildly. He let out another loud stink bomb, this one rather steamy and warm and so strong that Skrew almost retched out loud. Then the pain started to go away and the canine sighed with relief as his asshole began to widen astronomically. Shortly afterwards, the treecko and sandslash heard a faint plop and saw a slimy, mushy brown substance land on the tiled floor. Judging by the smell of it, Randy and Skrew didn't even need to ask what it was. Both of them got back onto the toilet, refusing to watch ShadowWereGarurumon excrete what was left of the feraligatr. The black canine sighed and let out a squeaky fart before another plop was heard and another log was added to the mound. He grunted for three seconds before a sizeable mound fell and landed as well. However, the log he just laid happened to contain a few undigested bones from the feraligatr. More grunting was heard, and the ShadowWereGarurumon passed another substantial amount of fecal matter, about the size of four tennis balls put together. The ball was rife with bones, all of which were sticking out in a comical, sickly fashion. The smell was becoming acrid by the second, so noxious Skrew's face was gradually changing colors. ShadowWereGarurumon sighed again and let out a few more large turds, dropping about ten or eleven more bones in the process and making the mound bigger. Now the canine wasn't straining to get all the waste out of his bowels. He was just squatting down, his feet drenched in his urine and a pile of funky manure sitting behind them. And somehow, Randy and Skrew were managing to tolerate the disgusting odor. Randy was, anyway, but the same couldn't be said for Skrew, who was seriously on the verge of puking all over the stall and Randy. Of course, if he did that, ShadowWereGarurumon would hear all the commotion, find them, and turn them into their own smelly pile of bones and manure.
ShadowWereGarurumon stopped pooping for a short moment and began to grunt again. Something was obviously blocking his asshole and he was having a tough time trying to squeeze the object lodged in his colon out onto the bathroom floor. It must've been the skull or a set of ribs all compacted into one jagged ball that refused to leave his intestines. He grunted again even harder this time with two fists made, but all he managed to squeeze out was another wet fart that fueled the noxious fumes in the bathroom. The skull came out partially, but he still wasn't home free yet. That's when ShadowWereGarurumon grabbed his butt cheeks with both paws and spread them out. He groaned extremely loudly, this time in pain before he let out another squishy burst of gas and a giant ball of shit, as well as the feraligatr's skull, came out instantly and splattered in the mound. ShadowWereGarurumon seasoned the mound with another shart before he exhaled with relief and started sighing heavily.
"Whew...that feels better." he sighed.
The ShadowWereGarurumon passed gas one last time before pulling his pants back up and heading out of the bathroom, leaving his stool sample in the middle of the floor. Randy and Skrew unplugged their noses and started sighing and panting as they stepped down onto the floor.
"Okay...I think he's gone now. We can go."
"But what if he comes back?"
The treecko scoffed. "To do what, eat the present he left for us?"
"With breath that foul I wouldn't be surprised if that was all he ate. Well, that and us Pokémon."
"Just trust me, that guy's gone. Now let's go before the fumes knock us out!"
Randy opened up the stall door and immediately screamed and groaned with disgust as he saw the giant mound that was only a foot shorter than he was lying on the ground. He had no problem witnessing an animal use the bathroom, nor did he mind actually seeing the pile after it finished. But when there's a hollow skull in the pile of feces, all dirty and brown, and its hollow eye sockets seems to be looking directly at you, that's when he lost his cool and the nausea began to act up.
"OH MY GOD!!"
Having a much weaker stomach than Randy, Skrew didn't hesitate to lift the toilet lid, dunk his head inside and vomit his guts out. But Randy was feeling quite good about himself. Despite the mound and urine in front of him, and the sandslash throwing up in the toilet, he was alive, unlike the feraligatr that rested before him. He needed to tell someone about this interspecies war, and fast.