The Ludicrous Perlu-lulu

“We obey the Master! We obey the Master!”

The two heroines continuously and monotonously chanted these words as they attacked Ivy. Cutey Punny sent out a cutting energy wave with her sabre, followed by a Flamethrower from Violet Vixen. Both attacks missed their intended target; their joined efforts weren’t enough to stop the posh Snivy from defending her property.

“We obey the Master! We obey the Master!”

“Yes, you’ve already made that clear enough,” Ivy sighed, their repetitive dialogue a bigger annoyance to her than their assaults. “When I woke up this morning, who would have thought I would be battling brainwashed super heroines?”

It was time for Ivy to switch from the evasive to the offensive. She dashed towards the pair, picking up an impressive amount of speed. Ivy jumped high up into the air and spun her body around, forming a fury of leaves for her Leaf Tornado. The sharp-cutting greenery scored critical hits on the attacking pair, but neither reacted to the pain.

“We obey the Master! We obey the Master!”

“How annoying,” Ivy commented, landing a safe distance away from the duo. “I was certain my attack would be enough to bring them to their senses.”

A sinister cackle erupted behind Ivy. “Oh, you interfering pest," a nasally voice called out, "they won’t be breaking out of my control any time soon; and you, my dear, will have to join them!”

Ivy instantly turned around, her vines shooting out of her in a blink of an eye and swatting at the air like hungry vipers. A menacing Clamperl was a few spaces away, glaring at her and wearing a twisted grin.

“Laugh not at my petit stature for I, Lord Perlu-lulu, will enslave your mind and morph your crude behaviour into limitless respect for me,” the water-type declared. He laughed maniacally, his shell opening and closing.

“Are you the one who hypnotized Cutey Punny and Violet Vixen?” the Snivy inquired, trying to hide her laughter by turning her nose up and composing herself steadily.

Lord Perlu-lulu cackled yet again. “Ahahahah! You may be a meddler, but at least you got some brains,” he declared, a streak of purple light flashing across his pearl body. “However, I do think that brain of yours will be better suited switched off!”

The entirety of the Clamperl’s face vanished under a potent glow of purplish light. A swirling pattern formed in the middle of it; it spiralled and spiralled at a quickening pace, giving the impression of an alluring whirlpool. Ivy could not take her eyes off the spectacle, even knowing it was a method of hypnosis. Her vines, which had calmed into a simple sway prior to this, had stopped completely and were now lying motionless by her feet. The shine had engrossed the Snivy, making itself her main concern and focus.

“I am your master now! Obey your master! Obey your master! Obey your master!” yelled the evil Clamperl, each shout progressively more impressible. “Obey your master! Obey your master!”

The words echoed deafeningly in Ivy’s mind, silencing out any conflicting thoughts. Her strong will, along with her need to retaliate, were dying; her thoughts were messy, her resistance weak and growing weaker still. In spite of his size and almost-comical threat level, his powers were no joke. Ivy was trying her hardest to retain control of her brain, or at least gather up the strength to look away from the entrancing glow.

“I...I...obey the....” Ivy mumbled out, stopping herself from finishing once she took a firm grip of her free will.

Under the blinding, mind-stealing shine, Lord Perlu-lulu’s cunning smirk was now an angry frown. “That’s enough with your interference! I, Lord Perlu-lulu, command you to obey! Obey the master! Obey YOUR master!” he bellowed.

Ivy’s pupils shrunk to the size of pinpricks and gained a soft purple tint. “I...obey...I obey,” she muttered, her struggle on the decline. “I obey...I obey the...I obey the Mas...” Once more, she prevented herself from finishing the line, clinging desperately to her mind.

GOOD ENDING

“OBEY YOUR MASTER! OBEY YOUR MASTER! OBEY YOUR MASTER!” Lord Perlu-lulu screeched, trading away his patience and malicious tone for something that made him sound like a spoiled child throwing a tantrum.

It was at this moment that the villain’s hypnotic powers started to weaken. Having never encountered a victim who had the gall to fight back, he struggled trying to focus and started to panic. It was getting difficult trying to properly maintain his hypnotic powers at full capacity.

Ivy gathered up what lingering free will she had and turned her face away from the light. She had slightly blurred vision, but it only took a few seconds for her eyes to adjust. Within moments, her vines sprung to life and she dealt an onslaught of Vine Whips to Lord Perlu-lulu.

“You think you can enslave my mind? You’re about to get a rude awakening, you annoying little upstart!” Ivy exclaimed, continuing to unleash her rage on the hapless Clamperl.

With one final slap from her vine, Ivy sent the villainous Perlu-lulu flying into the air, his bruised body twisting and turning out of control. His panicked screams faded away as he became a twinkle in the sky. Ivy sighed and retracted her vines while straightening her pearl necklace. She took a few deep breaths and made her way into the mansion, knowing that there were still a few problems that had to be sorted.

Cutey Punny and Violet Vixen were both dragging their own huge sacks of stolen items across the carpet, with Darkening clinging to one of the sacks in a desperate attempt to keep it from being taken away. After rolling her eyes at her husband’s futility, Ivy slapped the two with a single vine, snapping them out of their trance. They looked around themselves in bewilderment.

“I can’t believe that Clamperl managed to brainwash me into a petty thief,” Cutey Punny commented once Ivy had explained to the pair what had happened.

"Forget about that; let’s be concerned about where that weirdo landed!” Violet Vixen shouted over from the doorway, her arms motioning for Cutey Punny to follow.

Cutey Punny nodded. “Thank you for your assistance, citizen,” she said to Ivy, putting on a heroic tone of voice and saluting. “If you ever need my help, don’t be afraid to ask me for it!”

BAD ENDING

“You can’t fight it,” the sinister voice of Lord Perlu-lulu echoed, his tone taking on a strong, dominating quality. “You don’t wish to fight it. You want to obey your master. Obey your master. Obey your master.”

Ivy’s miniscule pupils sunk into a sea of swirling purple spirals. Her will was breaking down and she didn’t know how much longer she could keep this up. Unfortunately for the poor Ivy, her question would soon be answered when the hypnotic glow brightened ever further.

Meanwhile back inside the mansion, Darkening got out of the shower, his paw impatiently outstretched for a maid to give him a towel. Much to his annoyance, nobody appeared, forcing him to go and do something for himself for a change. Disgruntled, he tugged a towel out from the nearby rack and proceeded to dry himself, grumbling.

“You just can’t get good help these days,” he complained, thoughtlessly discarding the towel onto the wet floor once he had finished. He clicked his fingers, expecting a maid to come rushing in, but, to his further annoyance, not a single soul came. “Oh, I suppose I have to get my own clothes. How very delightful.”

Darkening exited the bathroom and started to walk in the direction of his bedroom, his paw proffered palm-side up. Customarily, a maid would be by his side to slip a long cigarette-holder in between his finger tips. Upon realizing that nobody was around to cater to his every need, his arm returned to his side and his frustration grew.

However, whatever anger he had built up soon diminished into fear. Ahead of him, standing outside his bedroom door, were two tall figures with their backs to him, each carrying huge sacks over their shoulders. He noticed a golden candelabra sticking out of one of the sacks, fully confirming to the terrified Pikachu that these intruders were indeed thieves.

Darkening began to tremble, his lips quivering and seconds away from letting out a horrified scream. He quickly put both paws over his mouth, but unluckily for him, the two robbers were already aware of his presence. The two of them turned around, revealing themselves to be Cutey Punny and Violet Vixen.

The entranced heroines were silent as they stared blankly at the mansion owner. This drove Darkening into a deep sense of despair and fear. His expression contorted into a pinch of fright, and he let out a series of softened cries and whimpers. He started to steadily back away, but he froze when his back made contact with something solid. Darkening gulped and hesitantly turned his head around to find his wife. She shared the same facial expression as the spellbound heroines - blank, with purple spirals twirling endlessly in their eyes.

The posh Pikachu couldn’t believe his eyes. He wanted to scream, but someone else spoke up to break the silence first.

“We obey the Master! We obey the Master!”


The end

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This story is a sequel story to a picture I commissioned from my good pal, Unownace on DeviantArt.

After being hypnotized by a mysterious villain, Cutey Punny and her fellow super heroine, Violet Vixen, are turned into thieves. Their first target is the rich Pikachu, Darkening Lotsamoni, but there is one resident of Lotsamoni Manor that will not allow them to fulfil their mission.

For the hypnotist, I came up with a random Pokemon and decided to make it a silly one. I have no plans on bringing back Lord Perlu-lulu. Not only is it hard to take the concept of an evil Clamperl seriously, but I have enough hypnotist characters already.

This story has two endings – one good and the other bad. I’ll let you decide on which one of them is the “true” ending.

Any type of feedback is appreciated.


Link to picture: http://fav.me/dayhhnq

Violet Vixen is owned by: Unownace: .

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