WARNING- this was meant to be extrememly stupid and inappropriate! So don't be hatin :P
"Damn! It got away!" Ash Ketchum cursed as he watched the wild Nidorino gallop into the forest. He spun around in anger.
"What's the matter with you, Pikachu? You've really been slacking lately. Snap out of it."
Pikachu, laying flat on the ground, weak from the fight, stared up at his master in exhaustion.
"Maybe if you didn't rely on Pikachu for everything, you could actually catch something. I mean Jesus Christ, Ash! The thing is like 20 years old! Aren't rodents only supposed to live for a couple years anyway? He should be dead!" Misty blabbed, causing Ash to explode.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP, BITCH! I've been taking your shit for years. I'm done!" Then Ash threw a pokeball at Misty. It sucked her up, and then fell to the ground.
Inside the pokeball it was like some crazy Wonderland shit. Flowers were 50 feet tall and had faces, there was a waterfall of fruit punch, and there were some really funky-ass creatures walking around with like their faces backward and tits on their head. Shit like that.
Misty wandered around in disbelief, taking everything in. She was so amazed at everything she saw that she didn't see the cloud of smoke she walked into. She started to cough.
"I know that smell!" Misty inhaled, then followed the cloud to find Brock smoking a joint with a couple flowers and a thing that looked like a walking thumb with a face.
"BROCK?" she exclaimed, "I thought you died!"
"Hell no, dude. Quite the opposite," Brock replied in a psychedelic daze. "I've discovered the path to enlightenment. My eyes have been opened."
"Yeah? How so?" Misty asked, intrigued. She was into deep shit like this.
"Like legit. I opened my eyes for the first time last week."
Misty stared at him. She could not believe her ears.
"Wha… what?"
"Totally. Watch this," Brock said, and slowly but surely his squinty-ass eyelids separated and opened to reveal his actual eyes.
"What the fuck? Brock, you have no pupils!" Misty gasped. This indeed was true. His eyes looked like two blank golf balls in this skull. But before there was time to say anything else, a small light from deep inside his eyes appeared. It grew larger and larger until suddenly it shot out a lazer right at Misty. She screamed as she burst into flames, then collapsed into a pile of ashes.
"Sonofabitch, why does this always happen?" Brock cursed, closing his eyes once more.
"What a pity, she was a lovely girl," one of the flowers said, looking at the ashes before them.
"Yeah, she had nice tits." Another flower added.
"GREEN BEANS!" the toe thing yelled, but everyone ignored him for he was the reject of the group. Brock took another drag of his joint, instantly forgetting what had just happened. No one really appreciated Misty anyway, so it was no big deal. The bitch.