Disclaimer: Crow, Tom and Mike all belong to their respective owners, as do all the characters in this fic. MST also belongs to it's respective owner. Mike sighed as Tom and Crow continued to have an argument over who hadthrown in the fifth ace into their game of poker. The aces is question sat on the table, diamonds, spades, hearts, spades, and clubs. With nothing better to do, Mike had been watching the game from nearly the beginning, but had came to late to join. "I did NOT put it there, so it had to be you!" shouted Tom, waving his small arms wildly. Crow glared at him, standing up and slamming his arms down on the table. "Neither did I, so it had to be...Mike!!" both robots turned to Mike. "Wha? Huh?" he had nearly fallen asleep listening to their constant droning. "You did it!!!" they said in unison, jolting Mike awake. "Did what?" he asked. It hit him, and he started shaking his head in a negative when Dr. Forrester's voice started calling. "Mike, get over here!" Mike took this as an excuse to leave, hurrying over to the screen. "Hello, Mike, I have something new to continue the experiment. Unfortunately, the author never finished this fic. You'll have to suffer never knowing the ending! MUHAHAHAHAHAH!!" he laughed evilly as Mike and the warring robots groaned. As alarms started blaring, the three all yelled in alarm. "Oh no, a fanfic sign!!" "And a lime too!" moaned Tom "Lime? Isn't it lemon?" inquired Crow. Mike hung his head. "It's not quite a lemon..." he trailed off. "Move it!" commanded the doctor, shooing the three into the theater. He flicked off the visual. [Door 6: A plain wooden door. You bang a heavy knocker and it opens] [Door 5: A rope-bead door, just walk through] [Door 4: A blast door from starwars] [Door 3: A funhouse mirror. Is solid the first time you walk into it then disappears] [Door 2: A horde of old women with handbags. Run through as fast as you can.] [Door 1: Camera pans down and a small hatch opens.] Mike walks into the theater with Tom in his arms, Crow following close behind. Stepping over the air grate that prevented Tom from entering the theater on his own, Mike placed him down on one of the theater seats and sat next to him, Crow sitting on his right. __________________________________________________________ >From: "Noriega" >Subject: [Pokemon][FanFic] Pikachu - Girl Type >Author's notes: >This was another idea that came to me, I might continue this, > but anyone is welcome to try and continue this for me. This was just a >short exercise so to get rid of writer's block. And this is, of course, >a rough Tom: ...treatment of the Pokemon idea >draft. >Notes on the story: Ash is 16 yrs, Misty 16 yrs, Brock 19 yrs Crow: But I thought that Brock was older than 15 when Ash was ten... Mike: Oh no, he's disrupting the continuum!! All: NOOOO!! >that's about their ages in this fic. >Standard disclaimer: All rights belong to whoever owns them. >Pikachu - Girl Type >by Kahlil Noriega >Somewhere... Tom (deep, ominous voice): ...lurks a creature too terrible to imagine, a Pokemon fic writer! Crow: Or Oscar (All shudder) >In the bayankala region of China... Mike: How'd they get to China? Crow: Ash is notorious for getting them lost... Tom: But he wouldn't make them swim across the ocean! Crow: Well, you know Ash, anything to see a girl in a wet sh- Mike: (Shushing Crow) No. >*** All: Oooooo, ahhhhh Tom: Make a wish! Crow: That's on the first star of the night. Tom: It's the third, so shouldn't I get 3 wishes? Mike: It doesn't work like that. Tom: Aww, shi- Mike: No swearing! Tom: Ok, awww, heck Crow: Better. >"Hey Brock, where are we this time?" Ash complained as he walked behind the >group, pikachu trailed beside him Crow: I thought you trailed behind something... Mike: Well, the space/time flow has already been shattered, so anything can happen now. >as he dragged himself to continue walking. Tom: Is it possible to drag yourself? >"Hmm...I don't know Mike: Even Brock doesn't know! Crow: This is bad. >wait let me look at the map..." Brock replied as he >stopped and took out the map and scanned it. Tom (old man): Darn newfangled portable computer equipment! >"Well?" Misty asked impatiently. Mike (Brock): We're in China! >"Wait..." Brock replied, his forehead creased in thought as sweat drop >began to appear. >"Don't tell me that we're lost again!" Misty shouted in anger. >"We're lost again..." Brock answered blankly as he stuffed the map back >into his pack. Crow (Misty): I told you NOT to tell me! >"I can't believe it! Brock you're hopeless!" >"Pika-chu." Pikachu answered in agreement. >Rumble Mike: A huge rockslide covered the trio, the end. Tom: Thunder rolled as a bolt of lightning hit them, the end. Crow: The drunk semi driver doesn't notice them until it's to late, and runs them over, the end. >"Oh my stomach..." All: Nuts! >Ash said as he rubbed his stomach which growled in >protest. Crow: ...to being impaled upon a tree branch. >"Is food all that you ever think about Ash!" Mike (Ash): But I want some chinese food. Tom (Ash): Could you put that in the form of a question? >"But I'm hungry, it's been hours since we last ate." >"Pika-chu" Crow: Since we last ate Pikachu? Tom: That can be taken two ways... All: Ewwwwww >"Ahrgh! I give up!" >"Uh hey guys, maybe we could find someone over there to tell us where we >are..." brock offered as he pointed to a small hut beside what appeared to >be several pools of water with pools in them. Mike: Pools within pools... Tom: This guy has an obsession with ruining the space/time continuum. >"All right! Maybe they might have food as well!" Ash sadi enthusiastically >as they all walked towards the hut. >*** All: Pretty snowflakes! All (singing): I'm dreaming of a white Christmas... >"Oh sirs -" Crow (bad Texan accent): Ah say sirs! >An angry stare from Misty made the guide consider his address Mike (guide): I'm pretty sure it's 143 East Street! >" Ah...and miss...it be wise if you three not go on here, very dangerous sirs Tom (news announcer): Have been spotted. Look out for dangerous gentlemen. >...ah and >miss..." >"Why's that?" Ash asked genuiely curious. >"Pika..." Pikachu mirrored All: Oh no! A pikamime!! >as they all looked expectantly at the guide. >"Oh, you not know Mike (guide): That I learn to talk from Shampoo. Tom: Why is it that nearly all Chinese people can speak Japanese, just badly? >what horrors this Jusenkyo hold, oh so many tragic story >of people who fall in cursed springs!" >"Cursed springs?" >"Oh yes sir, very tragic indeed these cursed springs..." All: We know there are CURSED SPRINGS!!! Crow (Deep frog voice): I'm really a spring, kiss me and I'll turn into one. >"Hey Ash, maybe we should go another way..." Misty said beside Brock who >only nodded at Ash's questioning glance. >"Uh I guess you're right, uh hey Pikachu...Pikachu?" Ash called looking for >his pokemon which he found sniffing around a nearby pool Crow: ...table. >"Pikachu stay away from that!" Ash called worriedly as the ground around >the pool looked Tom: At him with a pair of beady eyes. Mike: What? Tom: I, don't know... >slippery. >"Pika?" Pikachu asked, looking up from his search as it turned around to >look at Ash, unaware of the cracking edge of the pool behind her. Crow: I thought Pikachu was an it. Tom: How would they reproduce? Mike: Ewww >Crack. Mike: ...Snapple Tom: Pop Crow: Kellogs[tm] Rice Krispies! >"Pika?" >Crumble. All: The dam breaks, wiping out everyone, the end. >"Pika!" Pikachu cried as she felt herself falling backward into the pool. >"Pikachu!" Ash cried as he made a dash towards the pool to save his >friend... >Too late, he thought... >Splash. Crow (bad pokemon impression): Karp, karp, magikarp! Tom: What was that about? >"Oh no! Pikachu!" Ash cried as he stopped a few feet away from the pool. He >didn't know what to do. >"Oh to bad sir, your pet fall in Nyanniichuan. Very tragic legend of girl >who fall in spring one thousand five hundred year ago..." >"Uhh!" >A very pretty blond, amber eyed girl popped her head out of the water and >took a quick breath of air as the people around her stood still in shock Mike: From the huge bolt of lighting. The end. >except for the guide who just shook his head sadly. Pikachu still in the >water noticed her friends reaction and wondered what could give them such a >reaction and noticed something as she looked down at herself. She began to >wonder as she delicately lifted her arm and examined it closely, closing >her palm and opening it, watching her fingers as she moved them... Crow: In an- Others: NO!! >Before seeing her reflection on the water... >"...now whoever fall into spring take body of young girl..." Mike (young girl): Give me my body back! >"Pika-chu..." Pikachu said softly. Her mouth closing and opening, but no >other word came out as her eyes looked at her hand. Human hands she thought >as she gently brushed back her long blond mane of hair away from her eyes. Crow: Isn't her hair wet? >I'm human she thought as she stared at the woman in the water that was >her... Mike: Home. Tom: What? Mike: I dunno >"Oh Pikachu..." Ash hesitantly called as he snapped out of his shock and >cautiously stepped close to the edge of the pool as Pikachu slowly stepped >out... Crow: Of this dimension. The end. >Ash, of course, got a bad case of nose bleed, while Brock simply passed >out and fell on the ground. Misty just stood still in shock, too confused >by the emotions she felt upon seeing Pikachu's beautiful naked body. I like >guys, she kept repeating to herself as she hurriedly turned away to look at >something else, all the while trying to hide the blush on her cheeks Mike (Misty): I knew I shouldn't have put on that makeup! >Anger she thought, though not sure. >"Pika-chu?" Pikachu asked, puzzled by her friends reaction as she curiously >looked at herself and back at them. >"Oh sir, now you're pet is very pretty human girl..." the guide said as he >took note of Pikachu's body and nodded to himself. Tom (guide): There is only one way to cure her! Put her into the spring of drowned Pikachu! Crow (Ash): Is there one? Tom (guide): No, but If I can borrow that Pikachu... >"Girl?..." Pikachu copied the guide as she began to examine her hands more >closely. Fascinated as she slowly opened and closed her hand before >touching her cheeks as she brushed back her golden hair Crow: From her beautiful- Mike (shushing Crow): Don't say a word. Crow: I was going to say face! Tom: Sure, whatever you say. >Pikachu turned her >eyes to Ash, curious at his reaction as Ash fidgeted under her stare... Crow: Until he started to hard-- Mike: NO!! Crow:--en into a statue. Mike: Right. >"Oh Pikachu..." Ash sadly answered, tears in his eyes for his friend. >Pikachu looked at her hands again, puzzled by the new feelings she felt >just touching them brought. >"Pikachu... a girl?" Tom: Haven't they been refering to it as a female throughout the story? Crow: I think they mean a human girl now. >Pikachu softly asked as she turned soft amber eyes at >Ash who just nodded his head. >"A girl..." Pikachu repeated, trying to understand the meaning of the >word, but felt her thoughts slip away as she felt the cold chill of the >wind on her naked skin. And quickly wrapped her arms around her body, >shivering from the cold as she gently sank down to the ground. Ash quickly >knelt down beside her as he took off his jacket and wrapped it around >her... >"Ash-chu..." Pikachu whispered softly as she felt the warmth of the jacket >seep though her skin, Mike: Poisoning her. She collapsed to the ground and died, the end. >warming her and her heart as she turned to look up at >Ash with her amber eyes and saw Ash holding his breath as stared at her. >Pulse racing, Ash didn't know what to say... >"Pikachu..." he whispered softly as he held her in his arms. >"Ash-chu, Pikachu love Ash-chu..." All: Ewwwwwww >Pikachu whispered softly to him, amber >eyes fixed on his as he knelt there gaping... Crow: Ewwww Tom: It's gaping, not gr-- Mike: We know! >"What!" Misty cried as she heard this. Brock was still passed out on the >ground, while the guide simply choose to ignore this exchange. >"Pikachu..." Ash said lamely Mike (Ash): I can't walk! >as he stared at Pikachu for a long time. >Confused by his own feelings. Pikachu, his pet, his constant companion and >friend was now a girl, and a beautiful girl at that...but... >"Does Ash-chu love Pikachu?" >"..." Tom: What a cute face! Mike: That's not what it's supposed to be... >~ to be continued... >Explanations: >Just an idea that came to me after playing pokemon for a while. I still >couldn't get this writer's block off as well as balance some time to write, >with college and all. >Well, like I said at the top, I might continue this All: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!! >but anyone's welcome to >have a crack at it and continue it. Just tell me please. >Anyway, if there's anything you wish to say to me about this fic or any >other work I've done, please tell me. Even a short reply would be nice. In >fact, I implore you to do so. Please send all C&C, Crow: Crack and Cocaine? Tom: Umm, no. >MST or even flames Mike: Burn, baby, burn! Tom: Not those kind of flames Mike: Awwww >to the address below or to the FFML if you feel bold enough to do so. >E-mail: Becknkal@addax.bc.ca >And if you're curious as to what other stories I've done, Please don't >hesitate to visit my sister's Web Page at: >The anything goes Ranma 1/2 fanfic page >http://www.geocities.com/tokyo/temple/9371 >Anyway, that's that for my rant. ^_^ >Sincerely >~ Kahlil Noriega