This is a multi-category crossover! The categories (that I do not own) are everything I've written for to this date: Pokémon, Alvin and the chipmunks, G-Force, Beywheelz: Powered by Beyblade, Hanna-Barbera, Secret of NIMH, Ed Edd n Eddy, and Tokyo Mew-Mew.

Ash: This crossover is a special edition crossover!

Brock: You've written for eight categories! It really is a special edition. What's the occasion?

Me: Getting the idea for this out of the way, and for being 4 months away from my first anniversary on this site.

Ash: 4 months.

Me: What can I say? I come up with the weirdest things at the weirdest times. Enjoy! Ooh, I'm in this one!

Ash: You're one of your OC's. You're always in something.

Episode 1: Ash & Misty

I walk onto a stage and greet, "Hello! I'm Pokémon Ranger-Trainer, and welcome to 'The Ranger Show'! I'm really excited for this tonight! That may be because I like drinking coffee! Tonight, we have a very special guest. Give it up for Ash Ketchum!"

As the studio audience cheers, Ash walks onto the stage. "Hello, everybody!" He observes the studio audience. "Hey, Ranger, I think I see a couple of your OC's out there."

"You probably do," I say.

"So, what am I here for tonight is to get the ball rolling?" Ash asks.

"Yep. Basically."

"Alright!"

"What's it like battling?"

"For fun or for war?"

"Both."

"Well," Ash begins, "for sport, Pokémon battling is pretty fun, and I can pursue my dreams. Battling for my life gets pretty intense. The final battle of the Shadow War was fun, though. All of the adventuring, either way, totally rocks."

"Fascinating," I respond.

"What's it like being an author of fan fiction?"

"It has its good and bad, like all things. Documenting my thoughts and day dreams is pretty fun. It's relaxing. Of course, organizing time for it can tend to be tricky."

"I see," Ash nods.

"So, a year or two ago, you made it to the quarter finals of the Sinnoh League?"

"Yeah. That's the farthest I've ever gotten in a major league like that. I mean, there was the Orange League, which I won, but it's a miniscule league compared to leagues in other regions."

"So, you're still striving to be number one."

"Always! Pikachu's always a huge help in that."

"Hey, where is Pikachu?"

"Eating ketchup."

"Ketchup?"

"Pikachu loves ketchup."

As if on cue, Pikachu comes up holding a bottle of ketchup. Ash says to me, "Is this being recorded in chat format?"

"No. It'd make it look like we're reading from cue cards," I answer.

"Are we?"

"I don't think so."

"Now, is this an interactive fiction?"

"Not by design, but readers can leave questions if they like and I would be happy to answer them. It isn't supposed to be a Q&A, though."

"Are we supposed to know we're in a fan fiction, rather than on a talk show?"

"I'm here, aren't I?" I ask rhetorically.

"So, it could go either way with your author powers in the equation?"

"Precisely. It's like the quadratic formula," I say.

"Now I have a headache," Ash announces. Pikachu accidently squirts ketchup on Ash's nose. The crowd laughs. Ash asks, "Where's Misty?"

"Uh…introducing Misty Waterflower!" I introduce. Misty walks in.

"Hey, everyone!" she waves to the crowd. She turns to me, "This show could either bomb or end up being one of your better ideas."

"What do you mean, 'One of my better ideas'?" I ask.

"You know something that'll turn out pretty good. Like Oshawott's Love Interest. Oh, that story was so cute! It's so romantic and adventurous!"

"You really think so?" I ask.

"Well, yeah. I mean think about it. An Oshawott is in love with an Eevee. The Eevee gets kidnapped, and the Oshawott puts everything on the line to save her!" Misty's heart melts. "It's just so cute! It's a cuteness overload!"

"Has Ash given you the bike he owes you yet?" I ask her.

"He's got a driver's license now, and so do I," Misty says proudly. "But no, he hasn't. I've let that one go."

"Oh, right. Age seventeen."

"Yeah. I'd say I'm a half-way decent driver," Ash claims proudly.

"Then you must be thinking about bumper cars," I retort. The audience laughs.

"How much time do we have left?" Misty asks.

I adjust my glasses and ask, "Is that on the cue card?" Misty facepalms and Ash laughs.

"He's kidding," Ash snickered. "One time, I was watching a cat food commercial. So, I went to the store, bought some cat food, and tried it. It smelled a lot better on TV." The audience laughs. Ash proudly says, "Looks like I'm getting all the laughs today!"

"Now, I understand Brock wrote a song about his constantly out-of-tune heartstrings?" I ask.

"Oh, yeah! 'Two Perfect Girls'!" Ash recalls.

"Our friend, Thomas, said, word for word 'I'll send a recommendation to So You Think You're an Ostrich,'" Misty informs.

"Ah, Thomas. One of my five main OC's," I sigh. "He's odd and proud!"

"Yep. Are any OC's going to be on the show?" Misty asks.

"Oh, yeah. There are some OC's who should not miss out on being here."

"Like Hyron, AJ, Nate, Cheyenne, Psycho Taco Bag, and a bunch of others," Ash names a few. "I think this'll turn out just fine. Now if AJ does come on here, are you having him be 8 years old, or 24?"

"Probably 8 ½, like he started out being," I answer.

"And you're still doing the CGI Chipmunks?"

"Oh, always."

"Please don't let Psycho Taco Bag bring that sniper rifle again," Misty requested.

"I'll try," I answer.

"Good. And is Ben going to end up chanting 'pants for the natives' like he always does behind the scenes?" Misty asks.

"Most likely."

In the background, we hear, "Pants for the natives! Pants for the natives!"

"He's like Kramer from Seinfeld," Misty commented. "He's a nut with high hair."

"I don't own Seinfeld either. Just saying," I say, just to be perfectly clear.

"Are we on a time limit?" Ash asks.

"Uh…"

"So, who will come on next?" Misty asks.

"Oh. Well, I can't be too certain, but it will most likely be one of the Chipmunks and/or Chipettes," I answer. The studio audience goes wild with excitement. I say, "Hmm…it looks like we have some fans here."

"Pikachu!" Pikachu squeaks and squeezes the bottle of ketchup. Red tomato paste goes flying in the air, but never lands.

"That's what we get for having a ten foot ceiling," Ash says as he looks up.

"Imagine indoor pole vaulting in here," I say.

"Ooh," Misty says as she imagines it. "That'd be painful."

"Before we go, who do each of you idolize most?" I ask out of pure curiosity.

"Uh…" Ash thinks it over.

"That's easy! Missy Franklin! She's my age and swam in the Olympics! That's so awesome!" Misty oozes.

"Ah, yes. You're a swimmer. How can I forget? Seriously, how can I forget? She's got her swimsuit on half the time," I joke. "Well, stay tuned for next time! I've got to go dismantle some cinnamon!"