Goos Can't Do It.
Goos Can't Do It.
Donald Trump to Were-Yungoos TF
NOTE:
This is another comedy centric installment of the Werepokemoncurse.exe saga, this time it involves Donald Trump becoming a Were-Yungoos, he was turned into a Were-Yungoos in the "Certainly Komalafied" episode but this one has an actual transformation into a Were-Yungoos, it also has him being oblivious to the transformation in a comedic manner. And also includes nods to Nightmare Before Christmas and Spaceballs. The title is a play on words of the title of the movie "Ghosts Can't Do It".
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It was your typical evening in the life of would-be-president Donald J. Trump, he was spewing out aggressive comments and dodging questions from the press while at the same time losing in a battle of wits against Hillary Clinton, of course little did he know that things were going to change in no time at all. He was in his office up in Trump Tower as per usual when news of the dreaded Werepokemoncurse.exe virus spread across the nation, sending the entire city into a spree of non-stop panicking, of course he thought that this wasn't a serious threat and just carried on.
That was until several computers and mobile phones in the area started becoming infected and everyone within the facility was turned into a Were-Pokemon of some kind, that's when he was called in to discuss a plan of sorts. He shrugged before making his way into the room, washing his hands in addition to this.
"Welcome, Donald. We're so glad you could make it. Now, you may have heard that the Werepokemoncurse.exe virus is spreading rapidly and we need your input. What plans do you have that may come in handy for this situation..as in how we can deal with it?"
"Simple. We install a huuuge firewall on everyone's computers to keep out viruses."
"Why?"
"Because it is clear that these virus are not the best viruses, they are entering our computers illegally and they are bringing death and destruction. Some of them I assume, are good people..."
"But sir...are you even sure this could work in the slightest?"
"Of course I am. After all, I have all the best solutions and all the greatest answers to our problems. This whole thing will be a breeze and nothing can tell me otherwise. I guarantee that this plan of mine WILL work and work well."
"If you say so, sir..."
"What do you mean by that?"
"Well, sir... what about your computer?"
"Oh...don't ya worry about that. I have all the best anti-virus defense systems in the world, there is no way that my computer can be affected by that virus. Trust me, I know what I am doing..."
"If you say so..."
But of course, he didn't know what he was doing and a few hours later - the virus started affecting all the computers in Trump Tower, turning everyone into Were-Pokemon and causing widespread mayhem in panic, of course he was completely obviously to it until the firewall had been breached and the virus was starting to break through it. He instructed his OL security team and defense squad to shot across but they went the wrong way.
"Careful you idiot! I said fire across the barrier NOT up it!"
"Sorry, Donald. I'm doing my best."
"Who made that man head of the defense squad?"
"I did...he's my cousin."
"Who is he?"
"He's an asshole, sir..."
"I know that...but what's his name?"
"That is his name, sir. Major Asshole."
"And his cousin?"
"He's an asshole too, sir. First class private, defense officer Phillip Asshole."
"How many assholes do we have in this tower anyway?"
"Yo!"
"I can't believe it...i'm surrounded by assholes. Keep firing, assholes!"
They continued to fire anti-virus blasts to prevent the virus from breaking the firewall, but the virus just kept getting stronger - infecting all the computers of the defense squad, and resulting in the entire squad being transformed. He panicked for a few seconds before regaining his composure, checking to see if he could do anything about it.
"Sir...it's spreading even more, I think you need to check to see if your computer has been infected yet. Trust me, sir. I recommend doing so right away. I think that it's a good idea."
"I'm the one that comes up with the ideas here...I have all the best ideas."
"I know sir...but...do you remember the code you use to log in?"
"Yeah...I do. It's 12345."
"Isn't that the same number you have on your luggage?"
"Yes..."
"I just hope that you won't be affected...but just in case. Sir, if you were turned what Pokemon would you be?"
"Probably something fierce or something powerful, like a legendary. I'd make the very best legendary Pokemon. Or i'd be like Mewtwo or Darkrai."
Just then, thousands of terrified citizens dashed over to him - panicking several times and all of them were transformed into Were-Pokemon for some kind. He kept his cool for a while until of course his own computer became affected. The infamous error message with the ominous Pokeball of black and crimson appearing on screen before cracking open and releasing thick black smoke through the screen.
"Warning: Werepokemoncurse.exe detected.."
"WHAT? BUT THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE! All the computers in this tower have the best security systems money can buy. HOW COULD HAVE THAT VIRUS GOTTEN PAST THE FIREWALL? IT MAKES NO SENSE!"
"Sir...are you alright?"
"I don't understand it...how did the virus get past the firewall?"
"I have no idea, sir... "
"Well...do you have any ideas?"
"I was hoping you'd have some, sir..."
"WHAT? WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT ME FOR? YOU KNOW THAT I'M NOT VERY GOOD IN SITUATIONS LIKE THIS! FOR PETE'S SAKE, I'M OUT OF MY ELEMENT HERE! I DON'T KNOW WHAT I'M DOING OR WHAT TO DO!"
"Sir?"
"I am only an elected official here, I can't make decisions by myself!"
He panicked several times, mimicking the Mayor from The Nightmare Before Christmas as he did so, he hadn't been in a situation like this before and he didn't know what to do - this was completely new to him. He knew he was out of his element but he didn't want to look like a fool in front of everyone, especially not in front of his supporters. Of course - things only got worse once the black smog filled up the entire room and a dark blast of supernatural energy shot out towards him, sending him flying onto the ground. A few seconds later, he got up - feeling slightly dizzy, but he recovered quickly.
"Sir...are you alright?"
"Yeah...i'm fine, don't worry about me. I am feeling a little hungry though."
Without hesitation and without warning, he dashed over to the kitchen and rushed over to the fridge where he started to wolf down several of the leftovers from the day before, but no matter how much he ate - he wasn't satisfied. After eating, he made his way back to the main room with inhuman agility.
"Well thank goodness you're alright, I would have thought you would have been turned by now since the virus has affected your computer and all. But I guess you proved me wrong again..."
"See? Told you there's nothing to worry about."
"So..what do we do?"
He placed his heads on his chin for a few seconds, trying to think of a plan on what to do - but as he did, he didn't seem to notice that what appeared to be tawny dark brownish fur was slowly covering the palms of his hands and also spreading all over them along with his arms - or that his fingernails were lengthening and sharpening, turning black in the process. In fact he didn't seem to notice that he was now sporting claws.
"Hmmm...I think I know what we should do..."
"Sir...sir.."
"What? What is it?"
"Your hands...sir..."
"I'LL HAVE YOU KNOW THAT MY HANDS ARE NOT TINY!"
"Sir...that's not what I meant..."
"My hands are just fine thank you..."
"No, sir...your hands...and your nails...look..."
"I'll have you know that I have the very best manicurists."
He continued thinking for several more seconds, being totally oblivious of what was happening to him, he shrugged the whole thing off as he tried to think of a plan, but he was cut short when he saw the same thing happening to his legs as the fur from before slowly crept up them and then downwards towards his feet, in the process his toenails from within his expensive shoes sharpened and lengthened before tearing several small holes in them, his feet shifting into a half paw-like shape but still being very flexible. His hands also were kind of half paw-like too but still flexible as well.
"Those shoes were old anyway...now as I was saying..."
"Sir..."
"What?"
"You do know that you're...you're..."
"I'm just fine. I told you that everything is going to be alright..."
"Sir...you're..."
"What is it?"
He thought for several more seconds, once again failing to notice that he was indeed transforming, fur slowly sprouting on his torso and chest, the same brown as before but with yelllowish undersides. In addition to this, he jumped back a little when he heard a surge of sound from behind, that of course being a slight ripping sound as his trousers ripped a little at the back while a long, flat brown furred tail with yellowish stripes and a lengthened tip emerged from it. Of course he didn't notice the tail either and just continued trying to think of a plan.
"Sir...you have a..."
"What? Do I have something on my suit or something?"
"No, sir...you have a...tail.."
"Don't be ridiculous...I do NOT have a tail..."
"Sir..."
"What is it this time?"
"You've getting more than a little furry..."
"What? That's impossible, I shaved this morning and I shaved yesterday as well."
He shook his head several times before swerving to the left, accidentally hitting one of his employees with his newly formed tail and knocking several things off the table. He jolted back before regaining his composure, he didn't seem to notice the brownish fur slowly sprouting around his face or his ears slowly shifting to the top of his head, becoming rounder and developing brownish fur with pink tinted insides. The yellowish fur on his undersides and also on his tail matched his signature mop of blonde hair perfectly though, in addition to this - his nose started to itch as it twitched several times.
"Now where was I? Oh yes...we need to gather everyone together and think of a plan to deal with this virus. We all need to work together on this one...trust me. It's gonna work, and it's gonna be huge."
"Sir..."
"What? I told you, I do NOT have a cold. I do not have the sniffles this time."
Once again comically being oblivious to the transformation that was taking place, he shrugged a few times as his nose twitched before turning pink, in addition to this his teeth were lengthening and sharpening with his canines extending to be akin to fangs. He scratched his chin a few more times as he pondered.
"Sir..."
"What? Do I have something in my teeth?"
"Sir...you might want to look in the mirror..."
"I'm pretty sure that I look the same as I always do..."
But of course, he was completely wrong and just as soon as he gazed upon his reflection in the mirror - he jolted back several times as his teeth continued to sharpen, developing feral points as his face pushed out into a half-muzzle of sorts. He jolted forwards before leaning in the direction of the mirror, feeling his half-muzzled face. When the transformation was completed, he was now a Were-Pokemon himself. He was a Were-Yungoos and while he still looked like himself, he was at least a tad easier on the eyes - well except for his sharp claws and equally as sharp and dangerous teeth. He still had a few bits of orange on his face, this time appearing as stripe-like colorations.
"Sir...are you okay?"
"I'M A WEREPOKEMON NOW?"
"I'm afraid so, sir..."
"But this shouldn't happen to someone like me. I did nothing wrong."
"I think everyone else would beg to differ, sir."
"I mean look at me, i'm a stinking weasel."
"Technically sir...you are a Were-Yungoos, and Yungoos is a mongoose based Pokemon. It's a mongoose, not a weasel. There is a difference between the two species, you know. But yeah, you're a Yungoos."
"Oh..."
"Sir...you have a call waiting..."
"Alright, i'll answer it...activate the video screen."
The video screen activated and as it did, the image of a transformed Hillary Clinton appeared - she had also been affected by the Werepokemoncurse virus, the virus had turned her into a Were-Mandibuzz. She smirked for a few seconds before greeting him in her typical snarky fashion.
"Hello, Trumpty Dumpty..."
"Urrr....what do you want...Shrewary?"
"Just checking to see if everyone is alright and how our favorite big orange idiot is doing..."
"I'm doing just fine, thank you...."
"I see you've gotten a new look, ah...you're a Yungoos. An aggressive, brown-furred
mongoose-like Pokemon. I must say, the ravenous sharp-toothed mongoose look suits you perfectly."
"And you've changed to...you're a vulture..."
"Actually i'm a Mandibuzz, i'm technically a vulture-like Pokemon. Vultures and buzzards are two entirely different species entirely. Once again, I see the only thing that hasn't changed is the fact you're still an idiot."
"Hmph..."
"Aaaaaw....you're adorable when you're all aggressive and pretending to be tough like that."
"Don't you dare..."
"Aaaaaw....who's a cute, aggressive presidential candidate mongoose? You are, yes you are. Just look at you, you look so precious trying to be all intimidating. You make such a precious Were-Yungoos, yes you do...yes you doooo..."
"Shrewary, I demand that you stop that this instant."
"Aaaaw...what are you gonna do? Build a wall to keep me out?"
"I mean it...if you don't stop using that tone on me I will tell everyone how much of a liar you are and about how you wore an earpiece at the debate and they'll know how much of a cheater you are as well."
"Oh you mean like how everyone knows about your sniffling?"
"Hey! You know that I do NOT do drugs or drink alcohol, you should know that by now."
"Of course I do, but they don't.."
"Don't even think about it..."
"Aaaaaaw...see? You look so fluffy and lovable even when you're pretending to be tough like that. It's not my fault that you turned into such a cute Pokemon though, that's irony's fault..not mine."
"CUTE? CUTE? Now listen here, you. I AM NOT CUTE! I MAY BE A YUNGOOS BUT I AM BY NO MEANS CUTE, PRECIOUS OR ADORABLE! HOW DARE YOU SPEAK TO ME IN THAT MANNER! YOU ARE TO ADDRESS ME AS 'MR FUTURE PRESIDENT' ! FOR I AM DONALD J. TRUMP, FUTURE PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES!"
"Oh, that's wonderful...just what we needed - a Yungoos president."
"Funny...he doesn't look presidential."
"Yeah....he looks adorable..."
"ADORABLE? I am NOT adorable. I am a Were-Yungoos. I am a dangerous, ravenous little loitering Pokemon who uses precision and the Stakeout ability to track its prey! I am tough, I am fierce...and you should be fearing me. FEAR ME, YOU HEAR? FEAR MEEE!"
"Trumpty....you're too adorable to be frightening."
"I AM NOT ADORABLE! I HAVE SHARP CLAWS THAT COULD CUT YOU. AND TEETH SO SHARP THEY CAN CHOMP THROUGH ANYTHING EVEN STEEL! Be assured that in this form that I am just fierce as ever and I have claws and teeth that are sharp enough to cut you to the bone and an icy stare so cold it's cold enough to eat hearts especially yours as hors d’oeuvres."
"Paraphrasing your 'Ghosts Can't Do It' lines, I see. How precious. You may think you're fierce but you're just too adorable to be bad, tough or even remotely fierce. Especially since you're well...look at you!"
"Rrrr.....I'LL MAKE YOU PAY FOR CALLING ME CUTE, JUST WAIT AND SEE.."
"Yeah, right...I sincerely doubt that."
"We'll see.."
The video transmission ended, leaving him snarling at a blank screen for a few seconds before fading back into the wall, he shook his head for a few minutes before the Werepokemon Alliance banner manifested itself. Noticing the banner, he stopped what he was doing and ran towards the emergency escape.
"Where are you going, sir?"
"I'm going to go and figure out my plan in the emergency escape route, because I feel that I can't handle this on my own with just you. I have a feeling that this isn't going to blow over and they're all going to put the blame on me."
"Sir..."
And so with that, he jumped down the emergency escape chute and made his way through the secret tunnel area, dug through the tunnel and emerged back in his office where he continued to try and figure out a good plan. Of course he knew he probably couldn't because the odds were very much against him with everyone in the tower being all Were-Pokemon themselves, and now that he was one himself - he couldn't do much about it either, and he didn't know how this would affect him personally, but he knew that if people didn't take him seriously before that there was no way they'd take him seriously as a candidate now that he was a Were-Yungoos and all.
The press hounded him and were all over him like fleas on a Rattata - followed by countless news reports talking about the Werepokemon virus affecting the citizens from out of town and the headlines read "Werepokemon virus continues to spread" and "Virus continuously spreads throughout the city. Trump blamed for massive virus induced Werepokemon transformation epidemic". And as per usual, he didn't learn a single thing from this ordeal apart from of course how to use Stakeout and Strong Jaw and also of how to train himself in case that he might become a Were-Gumshoos soon.
Donald Trump to Were-Yungoos TF
NOTE:
This is another comedy centric installment of the Werepokemoncurse.exe saga, this time it involves Donald Trump becoming a Were-Yungoos, he was turned into a Were-Yungoos in the "Certainly Komalafied" episode but this one has an actual transformation into a Were-Yungoos, it also has him being oblivious to the transformation in a comedic manner. And also includes nods to Nightmare Before Christmas and Spaceballs. The title is a play on words of the title of the movie "Ghosts Can't Do It".
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It was your typical evening in the life of would-be-president Donald J. Trump, he was spewing out aggressive comments and dodging questions from the press while at the same time losing in a battle of wits against Hillary Clinton, of course little did he know that things were going to change in no time at all. He was in his office up in Trump Tower as per usual when news of the dreaded Werepokemoncurse.exe virus spread across the nation, sending the entire city into a spree of non-stop panicking, of course he thought that this wasn't a serious threat and just carried on.
That was until several computers and mobile phones in the area started becoming infected and everyone within the facility was turned into a Were-Pokemon of some kind, that's when he was called in to discuss a plan of sorts. He shrugged before making his way into the room, washing his hands in addition to this.
"Welcome, Donald. We're so glad you could make it. Now, you may have heard that the Werepokemoncurse.exe virus is spreading rapidly and we need your input. What plans do you have that may come in handy for this situation..as in how we can deal with it?"
"Simple. We install a huuuge firewall on everyone's computers to keep out viruses."
"Why?"
"Because it is clear that these virus are not the best viruses, they are entering our computers illegally and they are bringing death and destruction. Some of them I assume, are good people..."
"But sir...are you even sure this could work in the slightest?"
"Of course I am. After all, I have all the best solutions and all the greatest answers to our problems. This whole thing will be a breeze and nothing can tell me otherwise. I guarantee that this plan of mine WILL work and work well."
"If you say so, sir..."
"What do you mean by that?"
"Well, sir... what about your computer?"
"Oh...don't ya worry about that. I have all the best anti-virus defense systems in the world, there is no way that my computer can be affected by that virus. Trust me, I know what I am doing..."
"If you say so..."
But of course, he didn't know what he was doing and a few hours later - the virus started affecting all the computers in Trump Tower, turning everyone into Were-Pokemon and causing widespread mayhem in panic, of course he was completely obviously to it until the firewall had been breached and the virus was starting to break through it. He instructed his OL security team and defense squad to shot across but they went the wrong way.
"Careful you idiot! I said fire across the barrier NOT up it!"
"Sorry, Donald. I'm doing my best."
"Who made that man head of the defense squad?"
"I did...he's my cousin."
"Who is he?"
"He's an asshole, sir..."
"I know that...but what's his name?"
"That is his name, sir. Major Asshole."
"And his cousin?"
"He's an asshole too, sir. First class private, defense officer Phillip Asshole."
"How many assholes do we have in this tower anyway?"
"Yo!"
"I can't believe it...i'm surrounded by assholes. Keep firing, assholes!"
They continued to fire anti-virus blasts to prevent the virus from breaking the firewall, but the virus just kept getting stronger - infecting all the computers of the defense squad, and resulting in the entire squad being transformed. He panicked for a few seconds before regaining his composure, checking to see if he could do anything about it.
"Sir...it's spreading even more, I think you need to check to see if your computer has been infected yet. Trust me, sir. I recommend doing so right away. I think that it's a good idea."
"I'm the one that comes up with the ideas here...I have all the best ideas."
"I know sir...but...do you remember the code you use to log in?"
"Yeah...I do. It's 12345."
"Isn't that the same number you have on your luggage?"
"Yes..."
"I just hope that you won't be affected...but just in case. Sir, if you were turned what Pokemon would you be?"
"Probably something fierce or something powerful, like a legendary. I'd make the very best legendary Pokemon. Or i'd be like Mewtwo or Darkrai."
Just then, thousands of terrified citizens dashed over to him - panicking several times and all of them were transformed into Were-Pokemon for some kind. He kept his cool for a while until of course his own computer became affected. The infamous error message with the ominous Pokeball of black and crimson appearing on screen before cracking open and releasing thick black smoke through the screen.
"Warning: Werepokemoncurse.exe detected.."
"WHAT? BUT THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE! All the computers in this tower have the best security systems money can buy. HOW COULD HAVE THAT VIRUS GOTTEN PAST THE FIREWALL? IT MAKES NO SENSE!"
"Sir...are you alright?"
"I don't understand it...how did the virus get past the firewall?"
"I have no idea, sir... "
"Well...do you have any ideas?"
"I was hoping you'd have some, sir..."
"WHAT? WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT ME FOR? YOU KNOW THAT I'M NOT VERY GOOD IN SITUATIONS LIKE THIS! FOR PETE'S SAKE, I'M OUT OF MY ELEMENT HERE! I DON'T KNOW WHAT I'M DOING OR WHAT TO DO!"
"Sir?"
"I am only an elected official here, I can't make decisions by myself!"
He panicked several times, mimicking the Mayor from The Nightmare Before Christmas as he did so, he hadn't been in a situation like this before and he didn't know what to do - this was completely new to him. He knew he was out of his element but he didn't want to look like a fool in front of everyone, especially not in front of his supporters. Of course - things only got worse once the black smog filled up the entire room and a dark blast of supernatural energy shot out towards him, sending him flying onto the ground. A few seconds later, he got up - feeling slightly dizzy, but he recovered quickly.
"Sir...are you alright?"
"Yeah...i'm fine, don't worry about me. I am feeling a little hungry though."
Without hesitation and without warning, he dashed over to the kitchen and rushed over to the fridge where he started to wolf down several of the leftovers from the day before, but no matter how much he ate - he wasn't satisfied. After eating, he made his way back to the main room with inhuman agility.
"Well thank goodness you're alright, I would have thought you would have been turned by now since the virus has affected your computer and all. But I guess you proved me wrong again..."
"See? Told you there's nothing to worry about."
"So..what do we do?"
He placed his heads on his chin for a few seconds, trying to think of a plan on what to do - but as he did, he didn't seem to notice that what appeared to be tawny dark brownish fur was slowly covering the palms of his hands and also spreading all over them along with his arms - or that his fingernails were lengthening and sharpening, turning black in the process. In fact he didn't seem to notice that he was now sporting claws.
"Hmmm...I think I know what we should do..."
"Sir...sir.."
"What? What is it?"
"Your hands...sir..."
"I'LL HAVE YOU KNOW THAT MY HANDS ARE NOT TINY!"
"Sir...that's not what I meant..."
"My hands are just fine thank you..."
"No, sir...your hands...and your nails...look..."
"I'll have you know that I have the very best manicurists."
He continued thinking for several more seconds, being totally oblivious of what was happening to him, he shrugged the whole thing off as he tried to think of a plan, but he was cut short when he saw the same thing happening to his legs as the fur from before slowly crept up them and then downwards towards his feet, in the process his toenails from within his expensive shoes sharpened and lengthened before tearing several small holes in them, his feet shifting into a half paw-like shape but still being very flexible. His hands also were kind of half paw-like too but still flexible as well.
"Those shoes were old anyway...now as I was saying..."
"Sir..."
"What?"
"You do know that you're...you're..."
"I'm just fine. I told you that everything is going to be alright..."
"Sir...you're..."
"What is it?"
He thought for several more seconds, once again failing to notice that he was indeed transforming, fur slowly sprouting on his torso and chest, the same brown as before but with yelllowish undersides. In addition to this, he jumped back a little when he heard a surge of sound from behind, that of course being a slight ripping sound as his trousers ripped a little at the back while a long, flat brown furred tail with yellowish stripes and a lengthened tip emerged from it. Of course he didn't notice the tail either and just continued trying to think of a plan.
"Sir...you have a..."
"What? Do I have something on my suit or something?"
"No, sir...you have a...tail.."
"Don't be ridiculous...I do NOT have a tail..."
"Sir..."
"What is it this time?"
"You've getting more than a little furry..."
"What? That's impossible, I shaved this morning and I shaved yesterday as well."
He shook his head several times before swerving to the left, accidentally hitting one of his employees with his newly formed tail and knocking several things off the table. He jolted back before regaining his composure, he didn't seem to notice the brownish fur slowly sprouting around his face or his ears slowly shifting to the top of his head, becoming rounder and developing brownish fur with pink tinted insides. The yellowish fur on his undersides and also on his tail matched his signature mop of blonde hair perfectly though, in addition to this - his nose started to itch as it twitched several times.
"Now where was I? Oh yes...we need to gather everyone together and think of a plan to deal with this virus. We all need to work together on this one...trust me. It's gonna work, and it's gonna be huge."
"Sir..."
"What? I told you, I do NOT have a cold. I do not have the sniffles this time."
Once again comically being oblivious to the transformation that was taking place, he shrugged a few times as his nose twitched before turning pink, in addition to this his teeth were lengthening and sharpening with his canines extending to be akin to fangs. He scratched his chin a few more times as he pondered.
"Sir..."
"What? Do I have something in my teeth?"
"Sir...you might want to look in the mirror..."
"I'm pretty sure that I look the same as I always do..."
But of course, he was completely wrong and just as soon as he gazed upon his reflection in the mirror - he jolted back several times as his teeth continued to sharpen, developing feral points as his face pushed out into a half-muzzle of sorts. He jolted forwards before leaning in the direction of the mirror, feeling his half-muzzled face. When the transformation was completed, he was now a Were-Pokemon himself. He was a Were-Yungoos and while he still looked like himself, he was at least a tad easier on the eyes - well except for his sharp claws and equally as sharp and dangerous teeth. He still had a few bits of orange on his face, this time appearing as stripe-like colorations.
"Sir...are you okay?"
"I'M A WEREPOKEMON NOW?"
"I'm afraid so, sir..."
"But this shouldn't happen to someone like me. I did nothing wrong."
"I think everyone else would beg to differ, sir."
"I mean look at me, i'm a stinking weasel."
"Technically sir...you are a Were-Yungoos, and Yungoos is a mongoose based Pokemon. It's a mongoose, not a weasel. There is a difference between the two species, you know. But yeah, you're a Yungoos."
"Oh..."
"Sir...you have a call waiting..."
"Alright, i'll answer it...activate the video screen."
The video screen activated and as it did, the image of a transformed Hillary Clinton appeared - she had also been affected by the Werepokemoncurse virus, the virus had turned her into a Were-Mandibuzz. She smirked for a few seconds before greeting him in her typical snarky fashion.
"Hello, Trumpty Dumpty..."
"Urrr....what do you want...Shrewary?"
"Just checking to see if everyone is alright and how our favorite big orange idiot is doing..."
"I'm doing just fine, thank you...."
"I see you've gotten a new look, ah...you're a Yungoos. An aggressive, brown-furred
mongoose-like Pokemon. I must say, the ravenous sharp-toothed mongoose look suits you perfectly."
"And you've changed to...you're a vulture..."
"Actually i'm a Mandibuzz, i'm technically a vulture-like Pokemon. Vultures and buzzards are two entirely different species entirely. Once again, I see the only thing that hasn't changed is the fact you're still an idiot."
"Hmph..."
"Aaaaaw....you're adorable when you're all aggressive and pretending to be tough like that."
"Don't you dare..."
"Aaaaaw....who's a cute, aggressive presidential candidate mongoose? You are, yes you are. Just look at you, you look so precious trying to be all intimidating. You make such a precious Were-Yungoos, yes you do...yes you doooo..."
"Shrewary, I demand that you stop that this instant."
"Aaaaw...what are you gonna do? Build a wall to keep me out?"
"I mean it...if you don't stop using that tone on me I will tell everyone how much of a liar you are and about how you wore an earpiece at the debate and they'll know how much of a cheater you are as well."
"Oh you mean like how everyone knows about your sniffling?"
"Hey! You know that I do NOT do drugs or drink alcohol, you should know that by now."
"Of course I do, but they don't.."
"Don't even think about it..."
"Aaaaaaw...see? You look so fluffy and lovable even when you're pretending to be tough like that. It's not my fault that you turned into such a cute Pokemon though, that's irony's fault..not mine."
"CUTE? CUTE? Now listen here, you. I AM NOT CUTE! I MAY BE A YUNGOOS BUT I AM BY NO MEANS CUTE, PRECIOUS OR ADORABLE! HOW DARE YOU SPEAK TO ME IN THAT MANNER! YOU ARE TO ADDRESS ME AS 'MR FUTURE PRESIDENT' ! FOR I AM DONALD J. TRUMP, FUTURE PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES!"
"Oh, that's wonderful...just what we needed - a Yungoos president."
"Funny...he doesn't look presidential."
"Yeah....he looks adorable..."
"ADORABLE? I am NOT adorable. I am a Were-Yungoos. I am a dangerous, ravenous little loitering Pokemon who uses precision and the Stakeout ability to track its prey! I am tough, I am fierce...and you should be fearing me. FEAR ME, YOU HEAR? FEAR MEEE!"
"Trumpty....you're too adorable to be frightening."
"I AM NOT ADORABLE! I HAVE SHARP CLAWS THAT COULD CUT YOU. AND TEETH SO SHARP THEY CAN CHOMP THROUGH ANYTHING EVEN STEEL! Be assured that in this form that I am just fierce as ever and I have claws and teeth that are sharp enough to cut you to the bone and an icy stare so cold it's cold enough to eat hearts especially yours as hors d’oeuvres."
"Paraphrasing your 'Ghosts Can't Do It' lines, I see. How precious. You may think you're fierce but you're just too adorable to be bad, tough or even remotely fierce. Especially since you're well...look at you!"
"Rrrr.....I'LL MAKE YOU PAY FOR CALLING ME CUTE, JUST WAIT AND SEE.."
"Yeah, right...I sincerely doubt that."
"We'll see.."
The video transmission ended, leaving him snarling at a blank screen for a few seconds before fading back into the wall, he shook his head for a few minutes before the Werepokemon Alliance banner manifested itself. Noticing the banner, he stopped what he was doing and ran towards the emergency escape.
"Where are you going, sir?"
"I'm going to go and figure out my plan in the emergency escape route, because I feel that I can't handle this on my own with just you. I have a feeling that this isn't going to blow over and they're all going to put the blame on me."
"Sir..."
And so with that, he jumped down the emergency escape chute and made his way through the secret tunnel area, dug through the tunnel and emerged back in his office where he continued to try and figure out a good plan. Of course he knew he probably couldn't because the odds were very much against him with everyone in the tower being all Were-Pokemon themselves, and now that he was one himself - he couldn't do much about it either, and he didn't know how this would affect him personally, but he knew that if people didn't take him seriously before that there was no way they'd take him seriously as a candidate now that he was a Were-Yungoos and all.
The press hounded him and were all over him like fleas on a Rattata - followed by countless news reports talking about the Werepokemon virus affecting the citizens from out of town and the headlines read "Werepokemon virus continues to spread" and "Virus continuously spreads throughout the city. Trump blamed for massive virus induced Werepokemon transformation epidemic". And as per usual, he didn't learn a single thing from this ordeal apart from of course how to use Stakeout and Strong Jaw and also of how to train himself in case that he might become a Were-Gumshoos soon.
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