One thing that I particularly liked in this chapter was that things were addressed in it that I don't seem to recall ever having seen addressed in Pokémon fanfiction before, such as the possibility of knocked-out wild pokémon being taken advantage of by predators and the possibility of contracting diseases from wild pokémon. I'm kind of surprised that I haven't seen such things touched upon before (or that I haven't seen such things more often, if the reality is that I actually have seem them addressed in one or more fics before but simply forgot when and which) since they really do seem to make a good deal of sense.

The nightclub under the Burnt Tower was certainly a surprise. And I'm quite amused by the trouble Milo's gotten himself into in having that compromising picture of Molly. X3 I'm definitely interested in seeing what all comes about as a result of that.

Other highlights:

“Keep your distance,” Milo said. Totodile turned to nod, understanding the order, but was instantly whacked over the head by the duck, who flapped back elegantly and re-established its pose.
Amusing image there, due not only to farfetch'd bopping Totodile over the head but also due to what said farfetch'd did afterward. XD

“Excellent!” he yelled, noticing his water Pokemon was somewhat tired. “Medicham, take over and finish this thing off. Hidden Power.”

Medicham held her palm up as a flashing orb began to grow. Only somewhat larger than a tennis ball, it flashed blue, red, yellow, purple; an assortment of shades blurring among each other. It finally blended with a shimmering silver sheen - the steel type.
Interesting description of the hidden power technique there.

He quickly recalled Totodile and handed the glittery Pokeball to the nurse, who raised an eyebrow as he took it.

“Nice Pokeball,” he said.

“Bite me,” Milo snapped.
Milo's response made me laugh. XD

“Jakey Jakey Jakey,” Milo sighed. “You need to learn to treat them mean. Keeps them keen.”

“It does?” he asked curiously.

“Well it does with women,” Milo said. “Naturally I’ve never tried it on men. But it’s all just simple psychology…so try it.”

The nurse returned with Jake’s Pokeballs. He took the tray.

“Your shirt is really…shit,” Jake said.

“God, I know,” the nurse said. He smirked. “These disposable scrubs are all we get here. What with all the Pokemon, you never know what you might get on them.”

“Oh,” Jake replied. “Well. You smell.”
This section made me laugh, too--especially the "you smell" part. XD

“You coming?” he asked Jake.

“I think I might go back to the hotel,” Jake said, turning around. As he did so, he suddenly felt his arms clamp to his sides. In no time he was hurtled back along the room and delicately pulled down the hole to the corridor below. Medicham put her hands back down to her side and smiled at Milo, who watched Jake amusedly.

“Wrong answer Jakey.”
Another amusing moment. XD

“Dude I thought you just got out of rehab,” Milo said. “Why are you drinking these?”

“I was in rehab for drug use,” Morty said. “You know me, Milo. I’m a social drinker. That’s okay.”

“You were a social coke-head too, from what I recall,” Milo said.
Once again, Milo provided an amusing response. XD


Congrats on another boss chapter, and I'll be sure to read the next! ^^