Who Framed Marowak Wakback?

Chapter 6

By Marowak Wakback

Ash and Marowak walked up to the bar across the street, in trench coats and still in Handcuffs. “Wait a second.” Ash mumbled to Marowak. “Flannery.” Ash called, no answer. She couldn’t hear him over the other drunks. “Flannery!” Ash called again, this time a little louder, still no answer. “FANNERY!!” Ash yelled across the Bar. This caused not only to get Flannery’s attention, but everyone else’s attention and gave Marowak one nasty earache.

“Damnit Ash. Why not just drill a hole in my head next time?” Whispered Marowak. His attention was diverted to some of the other drunks in the Bar.

“Hey Ketchum! You made the front page today!” Said one of the drunks as he held up the newspaper.

“Yeah. I guess I made some money, didn’t I?” Replied Ash, only to get a smack in the back of the head from Marowak. Ash growled at him for minute until Flannery came into view.

“So Ash?” Flannery Started “Is that a Pokemorph handcuffed to your wrist or are you just happy to see me?” Flannery sarcastically stated.

“Cut the crap Flannery. Just help me get out of these damn handcuffs.” Ash snapped back. Flannery nodded with smirk on her face as she led the two to a secret back room.

“Well that was a little to close for comfort in my opinion.” Stated Marowak as he took off his coat, only to clunk his head on a to low lamp. “Ow! Damn, what is this room?” Asked Marowak as he put a hand to his head.

“It’s a Rut-Gut Room. It was used back in the 1920’s. But most places don’t need these rooms anymore, so it’s just used as a storage room now.” Explained Flannery as she stopped the lamp from swinging back and forth.

“That’s right. Hand me a hack-saw Flannery.” Said Ash.

“Hey Ash. I thought you said you weren’t gonna take another Pokemorph case.” Stated Flannery.

“Nothing changed Flannery. Someone makin’ an ass of me and I want to know who. Hey Bonehead! Hold the table steady.” Ash asked Marowak. Marowak just pointed his right pointer finger to handcuff chain. His finger started to glow a dull red then stopped. Seconds later, the chain fell apart. Ash and Flannery just stood there with a there mouths open in surprise and anger.

“…What?” Marowak asked.

“How did you do that?” Flannery asked in reply to Marowak’s question.

“Oh that. By concentrating on one spot in my body, I can create a make a little Rickter-1 earthquake. To put it bluntly.” Stated Marowak.

“So your tell me you could have done that at anytime!?” Ash hissed through his teeth.

“No, I hade concentrate for a while. Come on Ash! Where’s your common since?” Marowak Asked with a grin on his bony face as he sat down in a nearby stool.

“Ya know. I've asked myself that same question.” Stated Flannery with a grin on her face as well. Ash was not amused.

“Listen. I have this to say about common since: “He who is without Common Since is lost forever.”

“Keep your common since to yourself. I’ve got my own.” Stated Ash as he continued to saw away at the cuff on his wrist. “Besides, I got to figure out what happened to this.” Ash said as he handed Flannery and Marowak one of the pictures of Mr. Tajiri and Zel.

“What with this?” Flannery asked.

“Look at Mr. Tajiri’s Pants Pocket.” Stated Ash while still sawing at the cuff.

“Hey! That’s Mr. Tajiri’s will!” Stated Marowak.

“Yes. My best guess is that Gary is sound mind and Mr. Tajiri and Zel are the sound Bodies of this whole thing.”

“So what’s that mean?” Marowak asked as he rubbed the back of his skull.

“It means I they haven't found that will yet after he was bumped off.” Stated Ash

“Ok. Is there anything I can do to help?”

"Yeah. You can check the Probate." Asked Ash.

"Sure." Flannery replied.

“Whoa there trigger! Back up!” Marowak said while waving his hands in a mock attempt tell them to slow down. “You’re telling me my boss, Gary Oak, Bumped off Mr. Tajiri so he could get his hands on Pokemorph Isle?!

“That’s my hunch.” Said Ash as he just sawed off the cuff on his arm. Ah got up and turned to Flannery. “Uh, can he stay here for while?” Ash whispered to Flannery.

“I guess. Where you going?” Flannery Asked.

“Back to the office.”

Ash needed a shower badly. He hasn’t had a shower since yesterday. As Ash just pulled up his Pants and buckled his belt, he heard the Door open then close. “Mr. Ketchum?” Came a voice from the Entrance. “You’ve got the wrong idea about me. Mr. Ketchum.” Stated the voice. It was Delcatty Zel. “I’m just one of the many pawns in this game, just like my boyfriend. Can you find him? Just name your price, and I’ll pay it.”

“Of course, but you two aren’t pawns, you’re the king and queen. And without the bonehead, your plan fall to pieces.” Replied a shirtless Ash as he walked out of his bathroom.

“No, you got it all wrong! I love my Boyfriend!” Pleaded Zel in a sexy tone. “But you don’t know how hard it is being a woman looking the way I do?”

“Yeah, well you don’t know how hard it is, being a man, looking at a woman the way you do.” Responded Ash.

“I’m not bad, I’m just hatched that way.” Stated Zel.

“But wait, weren’t you the one I caught playing Patty Cake with Mr. Tajiri.” Ash said as he picked up his shirt from his chair.

“You didn’t catch us, you were set up.” Corrected Zel. Ash dropped his shirt.

“What?” Ash quickly responded.

“Oak wanted to blackmail Mr. Tajiri. I wanted nothing to do with Gary’s sick game, but he said that if I didn’t pose for those pictures, Marowak would never work in this town again. I couldn't let that happen.” Zel explained, slowly walking her way over to Ash. “I’d do anything for my Boyfriend.” At this point, Zel’s boobs where now pushing up against Ash’s muscular bare chest. “Anything.”

“What a woman.” Was all Ash could say.

“I’m desperate Mr. Ketchum. Can’t you see how much I need you?” Stated Zel. Just then, the sound of high heels clicking over the floor.

“Ahem!” Flannery cleared her throat to get Ash’s attention. “A little bare, aren’t we?” Flannery stated in a sarcastic tone with a hint of anger. Ash felt his chest to find that he still hadn’t put his shirt on yet. He smiled quickly then reached down to pick up his shirt.

“Goodbye Ash. My offer still stands. Think about it.” Said Zel as she blew him a sweet kiss then walked out the door. Had the kiss been visible, you could have sworn it would have slapped him across the face.

As soon as the door closed, Flannery stormed up to Ash and gave him a real slap across the face. “Do you mind telling me why her arms were around your back?” Flannery Accused.

Snapping out of being stunned by beauty and stunned by anger and beauty, Ash finally responded “Probably looking for a good place to stick her claws!” Responded Ash.

“Oh come oh Ash! I caught you with your shirt off!!” Flannery yelled with tears in her eyes as she stormed out of his office.

“Yeah but… Wait! Flannery!” Ash franticly called after Flannery as he grabbed the rest of cloths and ran down stairs after her.

As Ash pulled his left Arm through his Coat, he finally caught up with Flannery on the sidewalk outside of the bar. “Flannery, do you truly think someone like Zel could turn my head? She was just tryin’ to find her Boyfriend.”

“That’s not the only thing she’s trying to find.” Flannery huffed in a sarcastic and angry tone.

“Listen to me Flannery.” Ash started. “I want you go out and find the best damn Bathing Suit you can find because I’m so close to wrapping up this case I can taste it.”

“No you’re not Ash.” Flannery corrected. “That’s why I came over. I checked the Probate, and sorry to burst your bubble, but Oak didn’t put in the highest bid, Cloverleaf did. And if Mr. Tajiri’s will doesn’t show up by midnight tonight, Cloverleaf is going to own Pokemorph Isle.”

“What?” Ash asked then when into thought. ‘First Cloverleaf out buys Oak, now they want Pokemorph Isle. I don’t get it.’ Ash thought to himself. He thoughts were interrupted by the sound of music and a familiar voice coming from the Bar. “That’s Marowak!” Ash yelled as he and Flannery ran into bar.

As they ran into the bar, they failed to notice a black armored truck outside the bar. In the drivers seat, a white clawed Morph in a Zoot hat reading his newspaper. “We found the bonehead.” Stated Jack A. “Get the Judge.”