"Finally!" The Lucario exclaimed to himself, while desperately cupping his groin. With a bathroom in sight and on the verge of pissing himself, Lucario no longer cared if passerby's stop and stared. Even with a bathroom close by, Lucario couldn't rush. With each careful stride the Lucario's filled bladder sloshed and threatened to burst its damn. The Lucario felt as if even his eyes are swimming.

Entering the bathroom triggered the Lucario's mind to begin the purge of liquids. Cracks appeared in the damn's defenses and a wet patch began to grow on his shorts. Lucario sprinted to one of only 2 public urinals this bathroom had to offer. Standing in front of salvation, Lucario struggled to untie the knot of his shorts. *Pss... psssss....* The warning spurts of a coming tidal wave caused the dark stain to rapidly spread and some urine to dribble down the Lucario's leg.

Lucario managed to wip his cock out in time to avoid his gushing bladder from completely flooding his shorts. Urine sprayed wildly at first, until the Lucario managed to get his piss stream under control. Golden yellow splashed off of the porcelain as the Lucario's eyes rolled back in the magnified pleasure of relief. Finally being able to piss caused chill to run down his spine, bringing the Lucario back to reality.

The bathroom is unoccupied, except for himself. "Not exactly a clean rest-stop." the Lucario thought sarcastically. "No wonder why most other don't use such public city bathrooms." The Lucario wondered if such disgusting places had aura's. He pokemon shivered at the thought and decided not to try.

As the Lucario allowed his bladder to empty at it's own pace, wondering eyes discovered a lone piece of paper laying by his foot. Rushing in to piss as he did, the pokemon hadn't noticed it till now. The paper with a torn off corner was difficult to read due to the grime it's been laying in for some time.

"Not… for…..? Not for, what?... Is that a C? …Maint…" The sound of steady trickling, like a stream running into a pond, caught the Lucario's attention. The Lucario noticed just in time as his own piss overflowed to urinal lip and steamed onto his shoes. "Are you fucking kidding me!" With cock still in hand, the Lucario hurriedly back away, the dregs of his piss also spraying over the ground.

The Lucario, shorts stained and shoes soaked with piss, put his cock away angrily stomped over to the sinks to wash his hands. There's no soap. "At least the water works, I guess!" The Lucario rushed out of the disgusting bathroom and ridiculous situation he'd found himself in, cursing the local city shops that wouldn't let even a paying customer use the facilities. "I should've just pissed in an alleyway like everyone else."

That paper the Lucario had found was at one point hanging above the urinal he'd just used. When the paper was legible, it had read "Not for use at this time. Clogged. Maintenance required."