Hi people! It's been a long time since I uploaded a story, seeing as I'm currently working on what could be one of the best (and longest) I've ever written. In the meantime, I just thought I'd upload this while I finish it. Like the summary said, I don't know what I was thinking about when I wrote this, but I wanted to attempt to do a crossover that no one would have ever thought of doing in a million years. This was originally going to be two separate stories, but I decided that it would be better to combine them into one. If you enjoy this crazy, wacked-out story, then leave a good review (or some constructive criticism, but all flamers will have their review instantly removed.) Also, I hate to sound like an advertisement, but after you finish with this one, please read my other story "Digimon Passions: A TragiDramedy". You can get there by clicking on the link (which more than likely won't work) or by typing www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=880267 in the address bar of your browser. I'd really appreciate it.
Note: I don't own Pokémon, Digimon, and I sure as hell don't own Bebe's kids! Also, some of the characters might be slightly OOC (out of character) but I don't think it's too bad. Enjoy!!!
Warning to all Pikachu and/or Team Rocket lovers: Chapter Six is slightly violent and something bad happens to Pikachu and Team Rocket, so read with caution!!!
"Bebe!! Bebe!! WHY!!!!" One of the screams that could be heard from a selected few throughout the walls of Greater Mt. Moriah Messiah Zechariah Missionary Baptist Holiness Church of God in Christ. Bebe, or "Everybody's Whore" as she was known around town, had just been shot to death by her last psychotic manic-depressive lover, leaving behind three of the baddest kids ever to set foot on the planet. Bebe's kids, Lashawn, Khalil, and Pee-Wee, were the most feared among everyone in town, mostly because of their hyperactive rambunctiousness and destructive nature. No one even dared try to discipline them, but there were two who could partially keep them under control--their soon-to-be legal guardians Robin Harris and his fiancée Jamika. Jamika also had a son of her own, Leon, who had no choice but to be around the kids, and thus earned their infamous reputation. Even today, at Bebe's funeral, people refused to get too close to them, fearing for their very lives. "Man, this is wack! When we gonna blow this hellhole?" Khalil asked. "Khalil! Watch your mouth! You're in church!" Jamika reprimanded. "Can't you kids act right for an hour?" Robin pleaded. "But this is boring!!" Lashawn moaned. "If I hear one more word out of any of you, you're going outside!" Robin scolded. "Fine, bye!!" they said as they got up to leave. "Sit you asses down and shut up!!" Robin said as he grabbed them and made them sit down, "Why did we have to have an open-to-the-public funeral anyway? You know ain't nobody in this town cared about no Bebe." "Robin, you know I wouldn't have felt right just putting her in the ground without the kids having a chance to say goodbye," Jamika said. "It would've been cheaper to put her in a pine box and throw her in the river!" Robin said. "Robin!!" Jamika scolded. Later, after the burial, people came by the thousands for the reception at Robin and Jamika's. "Typical Black folk. They always come for the food and leave!" Robin said. "Robin, be nice," Jamika said. Meanwhile, in the backyard, Lashawn, Khalil and Pee-Wee were having a discussion. "I can't believe she left us like this," Pee-Wee said. "She ain't gone, we just have to go look for her," Lashawn said. "Look for her where though?" Khalil asked. "We'll go all around the world if we have to, but we won't come back until we find her," Lashawn proclaimed. "Wait a minute! Y'all ain't going nowhere!" said Leon as he walked up to them after overhearing their plan. "Aw man, now we gotta take him with us so he won't squeal," Khalil moaned. "Y'all can't leave! Mom and Robin will have a fit!" Leon said. "Listen, punk," Lashawn said, "We're going look for our Mama and ain't nobody gonna stop us! Now let's go!" They immediately grabbed Leon, tied him up and gagged him, and ran for the nearest bus station. Back in the house, Jamika told Robin about a phone call she received right before the funeral. "Great news Robin," Jamika said, "Our adoption of the kids will be final as soon as we get married." "Just what I always wanted as a wedding present--the three spawns of Satan," Robin said. "Robin, be serious," Jamika replied, "Let's go tell them the good news." But when they got outside, they couldn't find the kids anywhere. "Now where in the hell did they go?" Robin said irritatedly. "They couldn't have gotten too far," Jamika said. Twenty minutes later, the kids managed to sneak on a bus and headed off to California. Later, after three hours of looking around town and people running from them at the mere mention of Bebe's kids, Jamika and Robin decided to try again in the morning. "I'm sure they'll be back by tomorrow," Jamika said reassuringly. "When I get my hands on those kids, they're all going to Boot Camp for a year!!!" Robin shouted.