Pokemon Story

We got to pick an inanimate object for Writer's Craft and write a story on it. I got a stuffed Pikachu and since we never went over the stories, I figured I should post mine =] :

Team Rocket was up to no good again. More precisely, they had come up with a new way to steal Pikachu from that twerp, Ash.

“I got the greatest idea ever!” Meowth said to Jessie and James, as they floated through the air in their air balloon.

“Really? What is it?” James inquired.

“It better be good,” Jessie snapped.

“Wobbuffet!” a voice suddenly called from behind them. Jessie sighed.

“Wobbuffet, return!” she commanded, holding out her pokeball and recalling the blue, blob-like creature.

“I say, we make a fake pikachu. Then, in the middle of the night, we sneak away the real pikachu and replace it with our fake. The twerp will never know the difference!” Meowth pronounced. James gazed at the cat-like pokemon before proclaiming,

“I think it’s brilliant! The boss will definitely give us a big raise!”

Jessie’s eyes began to twinkle in excitement at the thought of a raise.

“Alright,” she decided. “We’ll do it tonight.”

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“I guess we’ll have to camp out here for the night,” Brock said to his companions, Ash and Misty. Misty gazed around at the dark forest.

“I don’t know if I like that idea,” she said nervously, pulling at a pigtail of orange hair.

“Come on, Misty. Think of it like an adventure, right Pikachu?” Ash said, grinning at the yellow, mouse-like pokemon perched on his shoulder.

“Pikachu!” it chimed in.

“Alright, well, I’ll get a fire started,” Brock decided, placing down his heavy bags. As he got a fire started, Ash and Misty set out their sleeping bags.

“Thanks Brock, I don’t know what we’d do without you,” Ash said.

“Please, you’d never survive out here without me or Brock,” Misty told him.

“I could too!” Ash demanded. “Besides, I’d have Pikachu with me!”

Pikachu raised a small paw triumphantly. “Pika!”

“Okay, the fire’s all set. We should probably get some sleep, we’ve got a big day ahead of us tomorrow,” Brock said.

“Do you think any bug pokemon will come out and attack us?” Misty asked nervously.

“Nah, everything will be fine,” Brock replied. Pikachu yawned loudly.

“Guess you’re pretty tired, huh buddy?” Ash said, patting his Pikachu on the head. Ash pulled off his red and white cap, setting it beside him and snuggled into the sleeping bag. Pikachu curled up beside him.

“Sleep tight everyone,” Brock called.

“Hope the bed bugs don’t bite!” Ash added, chuckling to himself.

“Not funny!” Misty replied.

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“I think they’re asleep,” Meowth whispered.

“Well then? What are we waiting for, let’s do it!” Jessie urged.

“Shhh!” James peered through the bushes at the dimming fire and circle of campers.

“Don’t shush me!” Jessie exclaimed, turning her head quickly and whipping James with her long mane of hair.

“Okay, let’s do it!” Meowth said. Using a machine arm, Meowth navigated the limb to reach out and grab Pikachu. Before the pokemon could react, they had it sealed within an electric-proof case.

“We got it!” Jessie smiled.

“It ain’t over yet, we still gotta put in the fake Pikachu,” Meowth said. He beckoned his paws and a machine mimic of the real Pikachu came out from the shadows.

“Pika…” it said robotically. James looked over the machine critically.

“Are you sure this is going to work?” James asked.

“Of course!” Meowth proclaimed. “Now, go on!” He shooed the fake Pikachu towards the sleeping group.

“Pika! Pikachu!” Pikachu called desperately from within its seal.

“Huh? Pikachu?” Ash muttered groggily. He glanced down towards where Pikachu had been sleeping only to find it gone. “Pikachu?” he called out a little louder.

‘Pika!” Pikachu called back, relieved to see its trainer awake.

“Uh oh, busted,” Meowth said. “Guess we’ve got no choice but to make an appearance,”

Team Rocket jumped out from behind their hideout of bushes.

“Prepare for trouble!” Jessie said.

“Make it double,” James added.

“To protect the world from devastation!”

“To unite all people within our nation,”

“To denounce the evils of truth and love,” Jessie continued with a twirl.

“To extend our reach to the stars above,” James said with a bow.

“Jessie!”

“James!”

“Team Rocket, blast off at the speed of light!” Jessie cried, striking a pose.

“Surrender now, or prepare to fight!” Meowth suddenly fell into the picture.

“Meowth, that’s right!” it said with a grin.

Ash yawned.

“Sorry guys, it is still the middle of the night,” he said. He grabbed his hat and twisted it back onto his head. “But enough, give me back Pikachu!”

“No way! Not after all the trouble we went through to get it,” Meowth replied.

“Pikachu, use Iron Tail to break out of that seal!” Ash called. Pikachu’s jagged tail suddenly began to glow in silver light. It spun and smashed its tail against the seal, breaking the case.

“Oh no…” James said. “I know what comes next,”

“Good job, Pikachu!” Ash yelled, running towards Team Rocket. “Now, thunderbolt ‘em!”

“Pika-pika-chu!” The red circles on Pikachu’s dress sparked and suddenly a huge electric bolt came rushing towards Team Rocket. Within a moment, the trio was flying through the sky.

“Looks like Team Rocket’s blasting off again!” they cried, their voices fading as they got further away.

“Pikachu…” a robotic voice followed. Ash blinked at the strange looking thing before returning his attention back to the ground.

“Pikachu!” Ash called with a grin holding his arms open.

“Pika!” the mouse pokemon replied happily, jumping into Ash’s arms.

“Ugh, hey, is something going on?” Misty asked, rubbing her eyes.

“No, it’s nothing. Go back to sleep,” Ash replied.

“Oh…okay,” Misty responded, dropping her head back down.

“I guess we should go back to sleep. You sure you okay, buddy?” Ash asked, holding up his Pikachu. Pikachu’s long ears twitched.

“Pikachu!”

J