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The Amazing-Fantastic-Plastic Zeth's Pokémon Library Crossover Special!
From N. Igma: I fixed a few things in the ZPL crossover, namely the ending. I meant to make it more elaborate, but I was running low on time. So made a better, longer ending, fixed a few triple-dot thingies, and made a funny, cumbersome title!
The Amazing-Fantastic-Plastic Zeth's Pokémon Library
Crossover Special!
By N. Igma, Blackeyez, and Psycho
Featuring cameo appearances by Zeth Raltier
And the people at his Message Board!
Narrator: Darn long title, huh? My line is practically collapsing under its weight! Anyway, our heroes are peacefully relaxing at Ash's house. His mom still hasn't come back yet, which is odd, but it works nicely with the plot. Let's see what our heroes are doing.
Josh: I'll tell you EXACTLY what they're doing! Matt and Ian are web surfing in the next room while the rest of us are about to watch MTV's Summer in the Keys!
Misty: I don't get MTV. They're music television, but they show almost no music videos anymore! Only this beach-party crap!
Brock: Who cares? (Drools at the thought of bikini babes)
Ash: Yeah, and my mom's still there. I wonder how she's doing... (Josh turns on the TV)
DJ Scribble: ...and the winner of the Bikini Boogie dance contest is.Delilah Ketchum!
Everyone Else: WOT???!!!
DJ Scribble: Would you like to give any shout-outs?
Ash's mom: Yes.I'd like to say hi to my son Ash! Hi Ashy-poo! Don't let all five of your crazy friends into the house and be sure to change your underwear!
Ash: (trying to fit his whole body into his cap) Someone just kill me now...
Josh: Wow. Humiliated on national television by your own mother.
DJ Scribble: So you have a son?
Ash's mom: Yes, but I'm not married right now. Nobody comes to MTV's big summer party married! Tee-hee!
Misty: She has a point...
DJ Scribble: Have you met anybody here?
Ash's mom: Why yes! Oh Antonio! (An incredibly buff, handsome stud walks in. Four jaws hit the floor.)
Ash: Oh, lordy...(faints)
Narrator: About half an hour later...
Brock: Ash, wake up!
Ash: Unhhhh...wut happened?
Brock: Nothing else. They switched over to a concert.
(Suddenly a gigantic blast of noise is heard that shatters all the windows)
Matt and Ian: (from upstairs) AIEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!
(Matt and Ian fly down the stairwell into a wall and break it)
Josh: You have homeowner's insurance, right? (Ash moans)
Matt: Uhhh! Some idiot made their website MIDI too loud!
Ian: Stupid Webmaster!
Ash: Will you be careful?! You guys are gonna destroy the house!!!
(The Pokémon are in the next room. Josh's Poliwhirl and Kangaskhan, Matt's Slowbro, Venusaur, and Weezing are playing cards. Venusaur is dealing. Ian's Hypno is meditating in the corner.)
Ian's Hypno: (in Poké-speak) I just sensed a foreshadowing! Ash just said it!
Josh's Kangaskhan: Shaddap! We're busy playing the greatest card game of all time!
Matt's Slowbro: Duhhh...got any threes?
Matt's Venusaur: Go fish.
Slowbro: Duhhh...but I already got a Shellder on my tail! (Venusaur falls over in stupidity)
Narrator: Did YOU catch the foreshadowing, kiddies? Meanwhile...
TV: Bye bye bye!
Josh: Ugh! N-Stink!
Misty: Come on, Josh! You just don't like any guy that girls think are hotter than you!
Josh: I do not!
Misty: Hmmm...OHMIGOD, is that FREDDIE PRINZE JR. over there??!!
Josh: WHAT???!!! WHERE??!! (Whips out shotgun)
(Josh immediately starts firing in all directions. Soon the room is filled with smoke and the sounds of bullets.)
Josh: (rapidly clicks the trigger for another five seconds before realizing he's out of ammo) Pant pant pant...did I get him?
(The room now resembles a large hunk of Swiss cheese. Ash, Misty, and Brock peer over the bullet-riddled couch.)
Misty: HAH! Toldja so! (Notices a thick, red fluid all over Ash's leg) AAAHHH!!! Ash, you're BLEEDING! (Pikachu starts crying)
Ash: No I'm not! He shot the ketchup packets I had in my pocket! I was saving them for Pikachu! (Pikachu cries even more) Has anyone seen my hat?
Matt: Here it is. (Hands Ash his hat. It has 3 holes in the middle of it.)
Josh: FPJ's not here???
Everyone Else: YEAH!!!
Josh: Well, I guess I don't need this anymore...
(Josh chucks the shotgun over his shoulder. It hits a lamp, which falls onto the carpet and shatters. The carpet instantly catches on fire.)
Josh: Oopsies...
Ash: You IDIOT!!!
Ian: Look who's talkin'...
Brock: Let's get our Pokémon to help us using these new translators the Entities gave us!
Matt: Slowbro, put out the fire!!!
Slowbro: ...
Matt: Eh?
Slowbro: ...
Matt: WILL YOUR BRAIN HURRY UP AND RESPOND???
Misty: I sympathize.
Brock: Wait! Us three originals' Pokéballs are in the fireproof safe in the refrigerator!
Ian: Now what kind of idiot did that???!!!
(Everyone looks at Ash)
Ash: It wasn't me!
Josh: HELLFIRE AND BRIMSTONE!!!
Misty: (slaps him) Get a hold of yourself and help Matt carry his stupid Slowbro out the window! It's still processing what he said!!
Matt: (carrying Slowbro) Come...on...get...out...(A light bulb appears above Slowbro's head) Oh crap. (Slowbro blasts Matt with Hydro Pump)
(Everybody and every Pokie gets out-except Matt's Weezing!)
Weezing: Where are my cards??? Oooh, that's the LAST time I let them play with my deck! Oh, here they are! (Flies into the burning card table)
Everyone Else: NO WEEZING NO!!!!!! (Weezing's gas is ignited)
KABOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(Six people, seven Pokémon, and one fireproof safe fly through the night sky and land on the streets of Pallet. All fourteen are charred black as coal. Thirteen of them blow smoke out of their mouths.)
Ash: Anybody see Pikachu?
Brock: No, I haven't...OW! (Pulls Pikachu off his head) Oh, found him!
Matt: Can this day get any worse? (Matt's fire-retardant, water-retardant, frost-retardant, acid-retardant, retard-retardant CD case lands in the street. A car drives by and runs it over.) It can.
Ian: HAH! My day is going just fine! (The safe lands on his head)
Josh: Might as well get our Pokémon. (Lifts safe off Ian's head, which has little birdies flying around it)
Misty: What's the 5-number combination?
Josh: 1...2...3...4...5.
Misty: WHAT KIND OF MORONIC COMBINATION IS THAT?!?!
Brock: At least I got my Pokies!
Ash: LOOK AT MY HOUSE!
Ian: (rubbing his head) You call that a house? It looks like a crater to me.
Matt: LOOK AT MY CDS! (A flaming chunk flies from the crater and hits Matt's CDs; completely melting its contents. However, the case is unharmed.) LOOK AT WHAT'S LEFT OF MY CDS!!!
Ash: MY MOM'S GONNA KILL ME!!!
Josh: No, she's going to kill ALL of us. Then we'll kill you again for letting her kill us.
Ash: IT'S YOUR STUPID FAULT ANYWAY, YOU TRIGGER-HAPPY MORON!!!
Brock: I have a way to solve this.
Matt: Run like hell?
Brock: No! And watch your language! We should call the Entities!
Psycho: HEY GUYSTH!!!
Everyone Else: AIEEE!!! (Jumps about ten feet into the air)
(The Entities have appeared behind them)
N. Igma: Sorry for the scare. We can fix your house, Ash. Yeah, and your CDs, Matt.
Matt: Took the words right outta my mouth!
Ash: How long will it take?
Blackeyez: (whips out weird calculator and starts punching in buttons) Well, we have to fill in ground, a foundation, a frame, an exterior, an interior, household items, appliances, belongings, rather tasteless furniture, electricity...
Psycho: Don't forget plumbing!
Blackeyez: (looks at Psycho, remembering when the crazy Entity blew up a toilet in 7th grade) Uh...yeah. How could we forget the plumbing! And silverware, electronics, various comfy chairs...(calculator finishes...um, calculating) The whole day.
Ash: Great. Just great. Now we have to work all day to fix my house!
Blackeyez: Not really. I whipped up another invention not to long ago just for the occasion!
(Blackeyez reaches into his cloak and pulls out a huge machiny thing with tons of knobs, levers, and shiny buttons)
Blackeyez: This is my portable House-O-Matic! For lack of a better name.
Misty: Obviously!
Blackeyez: I'll just set these controls... (Twists knobs, pulls levers, and pushes shiny buttons) There! It'll be done in 24 hours.
N. Igma: And I know what we can do while we're waiting! Have I ever told you guys about Zeth's Pokémon Library?
Them Guys: Uh...NOPE!
N. Igma: Never?? Well then, I'd better start now. The Library is a website where the adventures of you guys are famous!
Brock: I wondered what you did with all these fics we're in.
Misty: I'm FAMOUS??!! (Pictures herself in elegant Hollywood dresses)
Ash: Misty, us three are ALREADY famous!
N. Igma: So, I've arranged us to go there today so you can meet your fans! These are people that have laughed at the many gags! Gasped at the many thrills! Oohed and aahed at the crossovers!
Matt: What're we waiting for???
Psycho: Dark Porygon to come out of histh Pokéball, sthilly!
(N. Igma takes out a laptop and a black-and-white Pokéball that has a gold N on it. Out pops Dark Porygon)
DP: It-feels-good-to-be-back. Now-to-begin-our-trip-through-Cyberspace.
(Dark Porygon grows as big as a car and a cockpit opens up in his middle)
N. Igma: I call it the DP-Internetmobile!
Our heroes: TOO COOL!
Ash: Where does he come up with these names???
Ian: What kind of engine does this baby have?
DP: A-search-engine. (Everyone falls over in stupidity) It-combines-the-power-of-Lycos-Google-Yahoo--namely-a-whole-lotta-search-engines.
Josh: Does it have Dogpile on it, too?
Brock: Dogpile??
Psycho: DOGPILE!!!
(Everyone dogpiles on top of Josh)
Josh: Aaack! I meant the SEARCH ENGINE Dogpile!
Everyone Else: OHHHH!!!
DP: Yes. Now-let's-get-moving.
N. Igma: All aboard! (Everyone hops in the DP-Internetmobile)
(N. Igma sets the autopilot to Zeth's Pokémon Library and they zap through the laptop. The sound of shattering glass is heard)
Misty: What happened?
DP: We-just-entered-Windows.
Matt: Sounds more like we BROKE Windows!
BA-DUM-BUM!
DP: Now-we're-off!
(They fly through the hole in the E in the Internet Explorer icon. Then they take off at the speed of light)
Our heroes: (as their lips get pulled back from their faces) EEEEEEEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!
(Meanwhile the Entities act as if nothing has happened)
N. Igma: (puts arms behind head) Ahhh...
Psycho: Martini? (Blackeyez is mixing them)
N. Igma: Sure!
Our heroes: AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH...
Narrator: Five light-speedy seconds later...
DP: We-are-now-disembarking. Please-fasten-your-seatbelts-and-place-your-tray-trables-in-the-upright-position.
(The DP-Internetmobile screeches to a halt. The sensational six of the series are catapulted through the air and into a wall.)
Our heroes: Unnnnggggghhh...
Blackeyez: (still mixing drinks like nothing happened) Why didn't you buckle your seatbelts like DP said??
Misty: Oh, I'm sorry. We were too busy SCREAMING IN SHEER TERROR to hear the timely warning there. Now we're stuck in this lovely wall here.
Psycho: Stho alwaysth buckle up, kiddiesth!
(The peeps are in a room with blue walls just like the website border. There's a huge sign that says "WELCOME TO ZETH'S POKéMON LIBRARY!" On one wall is a bulletin board with Affiliates.)
Blackeyez: Ahhh, the link to my site. Pity I haven't updated in like, forever.
(A 17-year old guy with brown hair and an Eevee comes out of a door. This is Zeth Raltier.)
Zeth: Iggy! What's going on, man?
N. Igma: Nothin'.
Zeth: (talks in Psycho-y voice) How'sth is going, Psthycho?
Psycho: Sthuper, sthuper Ztheth!
Zeth: Hey, Blackeyez! What's with the mixer?
Blackeyez: (just realizing he's still mixing martinis) Uhhh, nothing! (Throws it away)
N. Igma: Hey, Zeth! I brought the fic characters with us!
Zeth: Really? Where are they?
Psycho: About three feet into your lovely wall there.
Zeth: Oh my! Florio, get them out! (An Ivysaur appears at Zeth's side)
Florio the Ivysaur: You got it! (He pulls them out with his vines.)
Zeth: I'd know that face anywhere! What's up, Ash?
Ash: Don't talk to me.
N. Igma: You'll have to excuse Ash. He's found out his mom has a new boyfriend, gotten shot at, blown up, lost his house, and now he's been flung into a wall. I think he wants a break.
Zeth: ...I see. Hi Brock! Hey Misty!
Brock and Misty: Hello Zeth!
Zeth: And THESE are the infamous fanfic characters! Josh, Matt, and Ian!
Josh, Matt, and Ian: Thaaat's us!!
Zeth: I'll have to call the guys! (Holds up piece of wood)
Our heroes: What's that?
Zeth: Our Message Board! (Everyone falls over in stupidity) Just kidding! Of course it's not!
Ian: Man, not even MY jokes are that bad!
(A browser window pops out of thin air and strange people start coming out of it)
Zeth: Hey guys! N. Igma, Blackeyez, and Psycho brought their characters with them!
Message Board People: SCHWEEEET!!!
Matt: I had no clue we were this popular!
Josh: Well, I'm in this series, after all...
Ian: Ha ha.
Matt: That silver Seadra is especially ecstatic!
Silver Seadra: Wow, they know my name! I looove this series! You guys are so funny!
Ian: I know, I know...
Matt: Like, NOT, Ian!
Josh: Say, baby...whaddya look like in HUMAN form?
Brock: Hey, that's MY line!
Josh and Brock: SHE'S MINE!!!
(Josh and Brock start fighting)
Josh: Squinty square!
Brock: Grease-haired rat!
Misty: Boys, boys! Let's not do this in public! (They don't hear her) Guys...guyyysss...oh well, gotta do this the hard way now...
(Misty takes a mallet in each hand and whops both of them)
Josh and Brock: EEEYOWCH!
Misty: Mallets.when "no" doesn't work, they do. (Sees Silver Seadra's horrified look) Sometimes that's the only way to get through to men.
(A Lugia flies above their heads laughing her head off at the whacking.)
Josh: What's with her?
Zeth: That's Vipersna.
Nick15: (holds up a viper) Sna?
Zeth: No, Vipersna the crazy Lugia!
Matt: The one who faked her own death once?
Zeth: Yup. (A tough, scruffy little Pikachu walks in) And there's her little brother Sparkneo!
Ash: He faked us once!
Brock: Something about Shasta Club...
Misty: I vote we kill him!
Josh, Matt, and Ian: Yes, let's!!!
(All six jump on Sparkneo and start beating the crap out of him)
N. Igma: Stop, guys! We forgave him a long time ago!
Our heroes: Oh yeah... (They get off)
Sparkneo: Medic... (A Blissey carries him off)
KawaiiCaterpie: No Caterpie is cuter than this Caterpie so lets party all day and night YIPPEE!!!!!! hi guys i love your fics they are so cool
Matt: So this is the punctuation-less wonder!
Ian: Hey, do you not use periods and commas, or did someone steal them?
KawaiiCaterpie: Thats not funny guys so shut up right now
Misty: That's odd...I heard there were crazy people on this board. But I haven't seen any yet...
(A giant Sandslash charges in)
Sandslash: EEEYYYAAAHHH!!! KILL PIKA!!! (Tackles Pikachu and starts beating him up)
Ash: PIKACHU NO!!! Go Squirtle and Bulbasaur!
(Squirtle and Bulbasaur use Hydro Pump and Solarbeam to knock him off.)
Ash: (holding Pikachu) Who are you, anyway?
Sandslash: I be Game Advice Person! Me crazy!
Zeth: That was one really crazy person. Here comes another! (Gundam DigiDude walks in)
GDD: It's N. Igma!
N. Igma: Oh no!
(GDD jumps on N. Igma and tries to take his hood off)
N. Igma: (runs around with GDD on his head) AIEEE!!! GETEMOFFGETEMOFFGETEMOFF!!!!!!
Blackeyez: I'll handle this.
(Blackeyez whacks GDD off N. Igma's head with a baseball bat)
Zeth: Gundam DigiDude is one the craziest people on this board. I wonder if anyone else will pop in...
(Cullen Pittman walks in)
Cullen: Hi guys!
Josh, Matt, and Ian: OH MY GOD IT'S CULLEN PITTMAN!
(They zip over to him. Within seconds Cullen is sitting in a lawn chair holding a martini. Josh is shining his shoes while Ian fans him with a huge leaf. Matt whips out a ukulele and begins to sing. Everyone plugs his or her ears at Matt's horrible singing.)
Matt: Cullen Pittman's fics are great!
These stories we accommodate!
Poké-Odyssey is the best!
It's better than all the rest!
It'll win all the awards
They're the best fics on this board!
(N. Igma whacks Matt in the back of the head)
Matt: --Besides ours!
Cullen: It's great to hear the praise, but- (gets up) I can manage on my own. Besides, my fics aren't that great!
Ian: Ah! The great Cullen Pittman is humble as well as ingenious!
Josh: That's Masta P for ya!
N. Igma: (light bulb appears above head) Hey, how would you like to see his fics...up close and personal?
Josh, Matt, and Ian: Yeah!
Josh: I smell a crossover!
Blackeyez: Okay, I suppose we could get you guys and Cullen there...
Ash, Misty, and Brock: Helloooooo! We're still here too, ya know! It's just we haven't gotten very many lines!
N. Igma: Oh, sorry guys. But don't worry...you three will enjoy these fics too...hee hee hee!
Psycho: Wink wink!
Cullen: Shall we go?
Our heroes: YEAH!!!
Zeth: To the fanfic vault!
Narrator: Several minutes later...
(Our heroes are in front of a giant safe door with the words "ZETH'S VAULT 'O' FANFICS" over it in big gold letters.)
Zeth: To open the door, I must use the secret five-number combination!
Ash: Can you tell us it?
Zeth: Sure! (Twists dial) 1...2...3...4...5.
Misty: Urrrggghhh!!! Not that stupid combination again!
Ian: Hey, great minds think alike!
Misty: Huh? (Realizes Ian's the one who programmed the fireproof safe and whops him in the head with her mallet.)
(They enter the vault)
Brock: Hey, this is a very small room!
Matt: I know ELEVATORS that are bigger than this!
Zeth: Actually, this IS the biggest elevator in the world! (Everyone stares) See? Here are the buttons to the different individual vaults! For example, let's go to you guys' vault.
(Zeth pushes the button marked "Entities". The elevator shoots downwards at the speed of light. Our heroes get smashed into the ceiling at -5 Gs while N. Igma, Blackeyez, Psycho, Zeth, and Cullen stand there filing their nails and checking their watches as if this is perfectly normal. Then again it probably is.)
N. Igma: (yawns) We're here!
(The elevator stops with a jolt and our heroes fall to the floor.)
Misty: We've taken a lot of physical abuse today...
Josh: Next time, I'm taking the stairs.
Zeth: What stairs? (The six groan) Anyway, here's your vault, for example. You can read the fics, or in this fanfic universe, actually go into them and view them. But N. Igma here tells me he has the ability to make people mobile in these fics.
N. Igma: It's the Crossover Ability. I was born with it! (Sighs) What happy days those were...
Blackeyez: So, should we go to Cullen's vault or what?
Josh: Actually, we were thinking about showing Ash, Misty, and Brock some other fics!
Psycho: That sthoundsth cool! Howsthabout Iggy arranges the crossthover while you browsthe a little?
The six: GREAT!
N. Igma: Meet you here in an hour!
Narrator: Hey! I wanna read some too...maybe check up on my narrator buddies. So I'll just say this ahead of time! An hour later...
(Time passes)
Tick tock tick tock...
(Our heroes return laughing their heads off)
Matt: Ah, the good old fics...
Ian: Hahahaha! That's some funny stuff!
Josh: Silver Seadra's "Evil Misty" 3-part series was especially funny!
Misty: I didn't find it amusing!
Ash, Brock, and the Narrator: (huddled in a corner) Neither did we...
Misty: Guys! It's just a fic! That was another version of me! (Leans close to a freaked-out Ash and whispers) Right Ashy-poo?
Ash: AAAAAAHHHHH EVIL DITTO!!!!!! (Burrows into ground to escape)
Misty: ...sigh...
(The writers return)
Psycho: Hey, that oughta be a fic title! 'The Writersth Return!"
Blackeyez: (rolls his ebony eyes) Whatever. You guys ready now?
Our Heroes: Okie dokie smokie!
Blackeyez: You guys are weird!
Josh: We didn't do it!
Misty: Yeah, it was that weird Our Heroes guy!
Our Heroes: Shhh! They're not supposed to know that!
(They go into the elevator for another gut-wrenching ride to Cullen's vault, where N. Igma and Cullen)
N. Igma: I've hooked up the stuff, and we can enter immediately. I think we should all go in case something happens.
Zeth: Sorry, but I've got a site to mind.
Blackeyez: We understand.
Our Heroes: Nice meeting you!
(Ash, Misty, Brock, Josh, Matt, and Ian strangle Our Heroes)
N. Igma: (pulls lever) Now let's (they get zapped in) gooooooooo......
Don't you hate it when they say...
TO BE CONTINUED
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