Where are my clothes!?

I scanned the bank, and then the horizon, immediately snapping my hands over my chest and groin when I noticed something was off. Shoes, check; ruined pole, check; backpack, check; bike, check. Where the fuck were my clothes? I looked around, nervous, but furious. I didn't see any sign of people nearby. I was only in the water for what, a few minutes? Who the hell could have discovered my camp, steal my clothes and hide the evidence in 2 minutes flat? Shit, it was 100 meters to the nearest forest line. Could they be sitting there watching me now? A chill much worse than that of the mountain spring went up my spine.

"Psypsypsypsypsy!" the duck hopped frantically trying to draw my attention. I saw his gaze and followed it into the sky. High above, flying in lazy circles, was a massive bird. Twinking dust seemed to follow its path like a fairytale contrail. I couldn't make out many features, but I could see, dangling from its beak appeared to be cloth. Probably blue and yellow cloth. Almost certainly my clothes. Knowing now that the perpetrator of the theft was in fact a pokemon and not a creep didn't do much to alleviate my rage. "Get down here with my clothes you shit bird!" I screamed at the beast, jumping, shouting, and throwing rocks. This did little to encourage the fowl to unhand my belongings as it just continued to fly in lazy circles overhead. In frustration I fellowed, "Ok asshole! You asked for it! Psyduck, use confusion!" He hopped excitedly, his face turned red, an aura of purple surrounded him and........ nothing happened. "Psyduck, I thought we were passed this I said exasperated. "Psy..." he muttered devastated and defeated. "Thanks for trying ducky, its ok," I told him with a gentle pat on his head. "It's just too far, you can return now." I said holding up my poke ball. He took no time retreating to his orb to lick his wounded ego and avoid my disappointed gaze. I'd like to have time to make a teaching lesson, but standing naked while being taunted but the clothesnapper was hardly the fucking time. I reached into my pokemon and grabbed the only other pokeball that wasn't on my belt circling high above, from my backpack. "Ok you asshole, try this on for size! Gyarados, I choose you!"

The river erupted in a massive burst of water as the massive water dragon materialized. A deafening roar which once would have terrified me, still did sometimes if I'm honest, but now I was furious, and this bird was gonna pay. "Gyarados! Hyper beam that damn bird!" I shouted pointing high into the sky out our intended target. It stared at me befuddled. "Don't judge me! Hyper Beam that damn bird!" With a roar it redirected its gaze towards the impudent raptor and with a great roar, unleashed the glowing white beam of energy from is gaping maw. I watched it fly through the air at the target. With what seemed like a casual turn the bird dodged the beam and changed directions. "Fuck! Gyarados return!" I screamed, frantically throwing the pokeballs into my backpack as the bird took to egress over the trees. I didn't even have time to stop for my shoes or rod as I swung the sack and leapt onto the bike. I was furious, the pedals hurt my bare feet as I rocketed back onto the path in pursuit of the most damned pokemon on the face of the earth if I could catch it. My teeth grit, my legs pumped, and I rode like a demon propelled by my fury.