G.F.9. Grovyle TF Tickle Trap

It was going to be another boring day at school of Pokemon Junior High School for G.F.9., but the horrible trap was heading her way and everyone's doom. When she got to her second period class for breakfast she was drawing a little before classes start, she started to have a forced smile on her face as though she was ready to laugh. Soon, she bursted out laughing on the floor, holding her stomach but also screaming in horror.

"NOHAHAHAHA STOPHAHAHAHAHAHA!" she managed to say trying to stop, but soon the teacher saw the feather across G.F.9.'s stomach and pulled it away from her; freeing her from the laughing tortur.

"*pant* *pant* Thank you Mr. King," answered G.F.9. as she went back to her seat and got her act together.

"Who's prank does this belong to?" asked Mr. King as he placed the feather away at his desk.

"Ha-ha-ha-ha, this was no prank Mr. King, this was a plot to find him," answered a voice from out of no where. For some reason, G.F.9. felt hurt; everthing around her body felt injured. Her skin started to change into lime green scales, her hair changed to a dark green and into a leaf, her eyes turned yellow, red scales were under her mouth to her stomach, while a line of lime green was across the red, her fingers formed into two claws, her feet were changed into bird like talons, and a snout was formed; she was a Grovyle.

"What did you do to me?!" shouted G.F.9. as she looked at her claws.

"Don't play dumb, Grovyle quit it with the girl act!" shouted Dusknoir as he flew straight towards her.

"But I'm not Grovyle sure you might have turned me into one, but I'm a female Grovyle," answered G.F.9. as she backed away from him.

"I see, well you and Grovyle have a close bond, but you kept his location a secret, well," paused Dusknoir as he got the feather back and got G.F.9. at holding her in place with his Phychic, "I force you to talk."

G.F.9. flinched to the sight of the feather as she was going to be forced to laughing as Dusknoir got the feather close to her line across her belly.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEASE STOP HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!" she shouted as her laughter filled the room as the students backed away from the Dusknoir.

"Then tell me where he is!" shouted Dusknoir as he continued to move the feather across her stomach.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAI RATHER DIE LAUGHING HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA GROVYLE!! GROVYLE!!!" she screamed as her battle cry started to come out.

Dusknoir soon realized she wasn't going to make it, so he stopped gave her a break, but soon brought out a Mime Jr..

"*pant* *pant* *pant* What is that going to do?" asked G.F.9. as her oxygen increased to her max. Mime Jr. suddenly started to use Tickle on G.F.9. as started to completely make her laugh uncontrollable. "ALRIGHT I'LL TALK HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!" she managed to give up and get her breath back. "Grovyle is located at the closest gulf to the Texas Ranger Chuck Norris," answered G.F.9. as she was on the floor still breathing for air, knowing Grovyle wasn't really located there.

"Ha-ha-ha I knew you would give up," said Dusknoir as he disappeared to the Gulf of Mexico.

Later, she went back home and finished her homework even though she wasn't going to school due to her condition now, and trained with Grovyle to get use to her body.

"So, you said Chuck Norris in front of Dusknoir?" asked Grovyle.

"Please don't bring that up I did okay!" she shouted as she was laughing again.

"I'm surprise you didn't do that act you do about Chuck Norris," answered Grovyle as he was looking at her like if he was confused.

"Yeah, but what can I say I ALWAYS a girl of my words with Dusknoir," answered G.F.9. as she knew she was totally the other way around.