The Passions of all Our PokeChildren’s Days

	Disclaimer: Awww! Pokémon isn’t new today?! What the f—?! Oh, I don’t own
Pokémon...but, I have some Pokémon action figures!! Yay yay! Hee hee...I just learned how to put
those stupid accents above the “e”! I’m the coolest coolest! 

	 Last time on The Passions of all Our PokeChildren’s Days...
	
	   The gates opened and Gary walked in to the building. A man in a suit met him and
escorted him to a dark room with five shadowy figures waiting for his arrival. Gary sat down at the
head of a long table and opened his briefcase. He pulled  out a tiara and placed it on his head. 
	"Ok everyone, let's begin," he said as a giant screen came down behind him. On the screen
were five darkened pictures. Gary turned and faced the screen.
	"I want these people dead."

	Ch.5 RedChair

	Brock and Misty walked down the eery underground tunnel knocking cobwebs out of their
way.
	“Brock!” Misty whined, “This is gross! It’s dark and wet down here! I bet there’s bugs here
too! Ugh, it reminds me of Ash’s hair!”
	Brock nodded in agreement. “Too true...”
	Suddenly they heard what sounded like a loud and obnoxious belch about ten feet away
from them. Misty jumped and Brock simply belched back at it. Then whatever made the initial noise
started walking slowly towards them, moaning as it did.
	“Eeek! What is it?!” Misty squealed in terror.
	Brock ripped a giant pipe off the wall with his...big and smooth muscles? Uh, *ahem* and
got ready to pummel whatever came out of the shadows.
	The dim figure got closer and closer. Finally, a hand shot out of the shadows. Misty
screamed, grabbed the hand, and flipped the mysterious figure over her shoulder.
	“AHHHHH!!” screamed the unknown person.
	Misty and Brock looked at the person. “ASH?!” They both yelled in surprise.
	Ash laid on the floor in pain. He had a top hat on his head and multicolored beads around his
neck.
	“Ash, heh...what are you doing down here?” Misty sweetly asked him then turned to Brock
and whispered harshly, “Didn’t we tie him up?”
	Brock cracked his knuckles. “Should I take care of him?”
	Ash quickly jumped up, twirled like a ballerina, then bowed to them. “Please don’t tie me up
again! I can help!"
	Misty and Brock looked at each other. "Like hell," they said in unison. Then they began to
advance on him and there was a noticeable gleam in Brock's eye as he raised the huge pipe over his
head.
	Ash knew he had to think quickly, but he wasn't sure about what exactly. Brock and Misty
were getting closer. A thought finally popped into Ash's head and he took off his top hat and
chucked it at Brock.
	"HIIIIYYYYYAAAAAA!!!!" Ash shouted as a corner of his hat nailed Brock directly in his
"good eye." Brock squealed in pain, "GYYYYAAAAAHHHH!!!!! NOT AGAIN!!!!"
	Then Ash grabbed his necklaces off his neck and threw them at Misty. They simply hit her
and fell to the floor. "Nuclear Necklace!!!!" He yelled.
	Misty looked at Ash and then at Brock, who was running in a circle holding his eye and
screaming in pain. "You people are sad," she sighed. 
	Ash stood quietly in awe. "She dodged my attack...but how?! I studied for years under
Master Roshi! I'm a master in the art of pole!" He stared at Misty. She was watching Brock roll
around on the ground now. He was crying and sucking his thumb. She was obviously getting tired of
his childish shenanigans as she was kicking him repeatedly in the crotch. “Get it together!!!” She
screamed.
	Suddenly, the trio heard a loud noise from behind them. Everyone immediately stopped and
listened. It began to get closer and they could make out what sounded like “RAAAAAAASSSS..”
	Brock sat up, “What is it?” he asked barely opening his mouth. 
	“I’m not sure,” Misty whispered back.
	“RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSS!!!!!” The creature growled, stepping into the
light.
	Everyone gasped. “A-A-A-A PARAS?!” Brock and Misty yelled in surprise. “What a
relief...”Misty breathed, “I thought it was something that would’ve killed us!”
	“OH MY GOD!!! OH-MY-GOD!!!!! IT’S A MONSTER!!! KILL IT!!!” Ash screamed,
terrified. “Well, whatever it is, I’ll just have to battle it to protect you guys,” he continued.
	Brock stood up. “Uh...Ash, you really don’t have to. I mean, it’s only a Paras,” Brock said
trying to stop him from doing something stupid.
	Ash shook his head. “I know what I’m doing, Brock. Ditto, GO!!!” Ash pointed to a nearby
rock. “Ditto, transform!!” he shouted.
	Brock and Misty stared at him. “Ash, that’s a rock,” Brock said, trying to be calm.
	Ash rubbed his chin. “Hmm...maybe I should look some information up on my opponent
first...”Ash pondered.
	“Glad you’re learning,” Misty said in a sarcastic tone.
	Ash whipped out his Pokédex and pointed it at Paras. “Data already stored,” the Pokédex
said in its robotic voice. He pointed it at Paras again.
	“Data already stored...”
	“Data already stored...”
	“Data already stored...”
	“Data already stored...”
	“Ash!! You already have information on that Pokémon!” Brock shouted.
	“Shut up! Just shut up!” Ash shouted back.
	“Data already stored...”
	Ash then pointed it at the wall. “That is a wall,” the Pokédex said.
	“That is a wall...”
	“That is a wall...”
	“That is a wall...”
	“That is a wall...”
	Brock and Misty sighed. “This is gonna be a while...”



End Ch.5 RedChair