Hello! I had planned on uploading this yesterday but log in issues and everything so what can you do. This little number is another film fusion of mine, this time Pokémon and Death At A Funeral (the original English one). These Pokémon characters are from the games and manga not the anime, anyway enough from me, hope you enjoy :D

Red watched solemnly as the long black car containing Professor Oak's coffin pulled into the driveway in front of the entrance to the Indigo Plateaux. He let out a shaky breath – he had known that this day was going to be difficult but he hadn't quite realised just how difficult it was actually turning out to be. It felt as if his entire world was crashing down around him – he had lost his mentor, the man who had believed that he could make it all the way to the Championship, the man who was practically his grandfather.

And now here he was watching six pull-bearers sliding his coffin out of the back of the hearse and carrying it towards him. He took another deep breath. He had promised himself that he wasn't going to cry until after the funeral. He was hoping not to cry at all but just seeing the coffin was enough to have his eyes welling so he wasn't completely sure that not crying was going to be an option.

"Straight through there and to the left." he told the head pull-bearer as they reached the door. He followed them inside to the centre room where they placed the coffin on the raised platform that had been erected for this very occasion. The head pull-bearer turned to Red.

"Would you like to..." he began gesturing to the coffin. Red realised what he was asking and nodded.

"Please." he replied. Two of the pull-bearers pulled open the lid of the coffin and Red looked inside. He looked back up at the head pull-bearer. "Who's this?"

"Pardon?" the head pull-bearer asked.

"This is not Professor Oak." he said.

"Excuse me?" the head pull-bearer asked again.

"This person here is not Professor Oak." Red stated beginning to get annoyed.

"Are you sure?" the head pull-bearer asked.

"Well for a start it's a woman." Red snapped. "This is... hang on is that Professor Juniper?" All of the pull-bearers looked down at the person lying in the coffin and then up at each other, all of them looking horrified.

"Shit we've taken the wrong one." one of them said. They closed the coffin hastily and the head pull-bearer turned to Red.

"We're so very sorry about this." he said. "We'll go back immediately and get him." They hurriedly picked up the coffin and practically fled the building. The coffin was then quickly shoved back into the back of the hearse and they sped off back down the way that they had come. Red watched until they had disappeared.

"Jesus..." he muttered to himself. He went back inside, rubbing his hands over his face in frustration, trying to keep his composure. He couldn't handle this right now, now today. He went into one of the adjoining rooms where Green was fixing her hair. He watched her for a minute before she realised that she was being watched. "They brought the wrong coffin." he told her. He was still trying to process that that had actually happened. Green's jaw dropped.

"You're joking!"

"Can you believe that?" Red said shaking his head. He pulled out a chair and sat down next to her, resting his head on her shoulder briefly. He sighed and rubbed his hands over his face again, still trying to process. "Good thing I check." he added. "We could have been having the service for some random member of the public."

"Red please try not to get too upset." Green said. Red got to his feet and began to pace the room.

"I mean what kind of business are these people running anyway?" he asked. "My god." Pacing was making feel slightly better. He was filled with nervous energy and he needed some way to release it. Pacing was the best thing that he could do at this moment in time.

"Red please come down." Green said. Red sighed and sat down next to her. He rested his head on her shoulder. He sighed again.

"There's just so much to worry about, you know?" he said. "Mum's in such a state, Blue's not going to do anything to help – assuming that he even gets here at all. Even the eulogy I wrote is awful."

"I'm sure it's not that awful." Green reassured him.

"Yes it is." he said. He let out a long breath. "I was thinking that maybe Blue should do the eulogy after all. I mean he was Professor Oak's biological grandson after all. Maybe I should just let him do it."

"Red you have every bit as much right to do the eulogy as Blue if not more." Green said rubbing his back. "You are Professor Oak's protégé and you are the reigning Champion. Everything is going to be ok once the funeral is over." Red sighed and got to his feet again.

"I know." he said. "I should probably go back down and make sure that they actually have the right coffin this time otherwise we could be doing this back and forth all day."

"We just have to focus on moving out of here and starting our own lives properly." Green told him. "You did call them? Didn't you Red?" she called after him as he left the room.

"What?" he asked sticking his head back into the room.

"You did put the deposit on the flat?" Green asked. "You have sorted us moving out of Pallet haven't you?"

"I'll sort it, I promise." Red said before scurrying out of the room as fast as possible. That was another subject that he didn't really want to cover today.

"God I hate funerals," Sapphire said, her eyes focused on the road. There was no answer from Ruby sitting next to her so she carried on. "I mean they're just so depressing. It's just the death and everything... know what I mean? Do you agree Ruby? Ruby?" she added when he didn't respond.

"Yeah," Ruby said. He had been too busy staring out of the window lost in his own thoughts and hadn't really been listening. "it's alright."

"Alright?!" Sapphire exploded. "How can you possibly think of this as alright?" Ruby didn't answer so she carried on. "Why are you even coming to this? You don't even know Red."

"I do know Red." Ruby stated. "I've met him a couple of times."

"A couple of times." Sapphire said incredulously. "Well he's not a friend, is he?"

"No," Ruby shrugged. "Not a friend per-say." He opened his jacket and pulled out a packet of cigarettes. He pulled one out and put it to his lips before he replaced the packet. He pulled out his lighter and lit it. Sapphire caught the smell and momentarily took her attention off the road so that she could shout at him.

"Excuse me but if you're going to smoke will you please put that out the window?" she told him winding down his window for him. "I'd rather not get your cancer thank you very much. I've got my own problems to be worrying about."

"Oh yeah, like what?" Ruby asked sceptically, taking a drag from his cigarette. Sapphire pulled back the sleeve of her jacket and shoved it under Ruby's nose.

"Like the discolouration on my wrist I keep telling you about and you never listen." she said. "Look at it: it's fucked. I'm fucked." She placed her hand back on the wheel as she realised that Ruby wasn't listening. This irritated her even more. "Why are you even coming, eh? It's cause of Crystal isn't it?"

"Um..." Ruby hedged. She had hit the nail right on the head. Sapphire rolled her eyes.

"Ruby..."

"Are you ok?" Crystal asked Silver placing her hand on his knee. He was gripping the wheel so tightly his knuckles where practically white.

"Not too bad thanks Crystal." Silver said even though Crystal could tell that he was lying. "I suppose I'm just a bit nervous."

"What about seeing my Dad?" Crystal asked with a little laugh, hoping that she would reassure him.

"I just don't think I've been so openly hated by anyone before." Silver said a little forlornly. Crystal waved him off.

"He just hates everyone." she told him. "You mustn't take it to heart, you need to relax more with him."

"I can't help it." Silver stated. "He puts me on edge."

"I think he'll be more concerned that Professor Oak has just died." Crystal replied. "He's not going to be focused on you."

"You're probably right." Silver mulled that thought over.

"Anyway, I'm sure when I tell him that we're getting married he'll start to learn to accept you." Crystal stated.

"Are you sure about that?" Silver asked sceptically.

"Of course." Crystal reassured him.

"It's just I can't really see Victor as the accepting type." he said. "He's..." Whatever he had been about to say was cut off as he slammed the breaks on the car. Another car at the junction had run through the red light and had sped in front of them causing Silver to slam on the breaks so as not to cause a collision. Crystal wound down the window and leaned her head out of it.

"We're on our way to a funeral, you wanker! Don't you have any respect?" she screamed. She leaned back inside the car and fixed her hair before turning to see Silver, all the colour drained from his face, looking terrified. "Ok calm down." she said rubbing his knee again. "It's all right, breathe." Silver let out the breath he had been holding.

"Ok." he panted.

"Deep breaths." she told him continuing to calm him down until he felt calm enough to start driving again.

"I hope they brought the right coffin this time." Red said as he opened the door, watching the pull-bearers lift the coffin onto their shoulders.

"I'll come in with you." Green said placing her hand on his shoulder. He turned to her and gave her a small smile.

"It's ok." he told her. "I can do it."

"I know you can," she replied. "I'm just going to check on the seats and make sure there's enough room for Uncle Alfie." Red's face fell.

"Oh shit!" he muttered before pulling his phone out of his back pocket and quickly dialled a number.

"Hello?" Sapphire said sliding her phone onto speaker so that she could answer it and still drive.

"Sapphire it's Red." the voice on the other end said.

"Hello mate. How are you?" she asked. "You alright?"

"Yeah I'm doing ok." Red told her. "Listen do you remember my Uncle Alfie?"

"Yeah of course I remember Uncle Alfie." she replied.

"I know this is a bit of a cheeky question but Professor Oak's coffin has just arrived, would you be able to go to the home on Route Fifteen and pick him up."

"Absolutely fine." Sapphire assured him. "Not a problem at all."

"Thank you so much Sapphire." Red said, relieved. "Are you sure you don't mind?"

"No." Sapphire reassured him. "Of course I don't mind."

"Are you sure?" Red asked again. "You're not just saying that?"

"It's fine, I promise." she told him.

"Thank you so much Sapphire." Red replied. "You're an absolute star. I can't believe that I forgot about that."

"It's totally fine, we'll pick him up and be with you in no time." Sapphire told him. "See you soon."

"See you soon." Red said.

"Ok bye."

"Bye." Red hung up the phone.

"Shit!" Sapphire muttered when she was sure that he was gone. She indicated and turned off the road at the next available exit. Throughout this entire conversation Ruby had been sitting staring out of the window, not really paying any attention to what else was happening, suddenly looked up and tried to work out what was happening.

"Where are we going?"

"Is this the right one for you Sir?" the head pull-bearer asked pulling back the lid of the coffin. Red looked inside.

"Yes it is." he replied. "Thank you." The pull-bearer nodded and had the others close the lid before they all left. Red felt a hand on his shoulder and turned to see his mother standing behind him.

"Hey Mum." he smiled at her. "You alright?" His mother sighed and shook her head.

"I just don't know what I'm going to do without him." she said. It had taken Red and Blue a while to get used to the fact that Red's mother was seeing Blue's grandfather but it had become a lot easier over the years. Professor Oak's death had hit Red's mother particularly hard. "I mean what do I have to live for now?"

"Don't be silly." Red said putting his arm around her and kissing her shoulder. "You've got your friends, family. You've got me and Green and Blue..."

"Where is Blue?" she asked looking up at him. "Have you heard from him at all?"

"His plane is supposed to land at ten," Red told her. "but he'll be here, don't worry." Green arrived at their side, looking at Red's mother with concern and resting her hands on the edge of the coffin.

"If there's anything I can do at all Sandra..." she said.

"Don't put your hand there, dear," Red's mother said a little coldly, glaring at Green's hands on the edge of the coffin. "you'll leave a smudge." Green retracted her hands swiftly and shot Red a pointed look. He looked apologetically at her but said nothing.

"I'll get them to you this evening." Gold said into the phone as he used as small strip of card to bundle about ten orange pills the size of Tic-Tacs together.

"Can't you get them to me any sooner." the person on the other end of the line said. "Like this afternoon or something."

"No can't do it this afternoon." Gold said searching through the pill bottles in front of him trying to find one that was either empty or nearly empty. "I've got a funeral."

"Oh shit man," the person on the other end of the line said. "That sucks."

"Yeah Professor Oak died." Gold told him shaking a Valium bottle and discovering that there was only a few pills in there.

"Shit man."

"Yeah, tragic." Gold said. He cocked the phone between his head and shoulder and opened the Valium before tipping the contents into the small plastic bin beside his desk. There was a short pause.

"So those pills..." the person on the other end of the line said. Gold smirked, picking one of them up with a pair of tweezers and holding it up to his face so that he could examine it.

"I'm telling you mate this is really powerful stuff." he said.

"Really?"

"You really only need to take half, trust me." he said.

"Really?" the other person sounded excited now.

"Oh yeah. It's going to blow your fucking head off." he said. He was using the tweezers the move the pills into the now empty Valium bottle when the doorbell rang. "Right I've got to go, my sister's here."

"Ok," the other person said. "Text me later."

"Will do, bye." he hung up the phone and finished transferring the pills into the bottle. The doorbell rang again. "Hang on!" he called out. He closed the bottle and left it abandoned on the table. He went to the door and opened it, grinning at Crystal and Silver when he saw them.

"Hi, how's it going?" he said. Crystal sighed and rolled her eyes.

"Gold why are you always in your pants when I open the door?" she asked pushing past him and dragging Silver into Gold's flat.

"I'm not always in my pants when you open the door." he grinned closing the door behind them. Crystal rolled her eyes again.

"The percentage is beginning to swing in that direction." she said. "I can't believe you're not ready, we're going to be late."

"I've just got to put my trousers on and then I'm done." Gold stated. "Are you guys ok?" he asked as he went into his bedroom to finish getting ready.

"Silver's a bit freaked out." Crystal replied. "Some arse-hole tried to drive us off the road."

"Really?" Fucking bastards." he said without pausing. "Make yourselves comfy by the way, I'll be out in two minutes."

"Crystal," Silver began. While this exchange had been going on he had been looking around the room at all the various pill bottles. "Why are there so many pills everywhere?"

"Gold's studying to be a Pokémon pharmacist." she told him. She looked down at him, he was still very pale and he had a light sheen of sweat on his forehead. "Are you ok?" she asked. He nodded.

"Just a bit shaky..." he replied. "Not much, just a little bit." Crystal routed through a few of the pill bottles until she found the one that said Valium and handed it to Silver.

"Take one of these," she told him. "It will calm you down."

"Are you sure?" Silver asked sceptically as Crystal went over to the sink and poured him a glass of water.

"Absolutely." she told him. "It's just Valium, I used to take them all the time. It will make you feel better. Honestly." She handed him the glass of water. He took one of the pills and swallowed it, washing it down with a gulp of water. At that moment Gold emerge from his bedroom fully dressed.

"Ok, I'm really now." he said, grabbing the Valium bottle containing the pills he had made on the way out.

"Hello?" Blue called as he entered the Indigo Plateaux. "Hello?" he called again when nobody answered. He put his bags down and wandered further inside.

"Blue?" Red's mother called when she heard his voice, coming to the door to meet him. She beamed at him when she saw him, throwing her arms around him when she reached him. "Blue!" He kissed her cheek.

"Hi Sandra." he said. "How are you doing?"

"I'm doing alright." she said. "Red's through here." she told him and led him through to the main room where Red and Green were still sorting out the chairs. Blue cleared his throat when they entered and both Red and Green looked up.

"Hi Blue." Red said and went over to shake his hand. "How are you?"

"Good." Blue replied.

"How was the flight?"

"Great..." Blue said nodding. "There was a lot of turbulence; that was a bit worrying. See that's the thing about first class, though, it doesn't matter how much you pay for the ticket if the plane crashes you're all going to end up dead." As soon as the words were out of his mouth he regretted them instantly. Red's mother dissolved into tears again.

"I'm sorry." she said excusing herself and running into one of the adjoining rooms. Red made to go after her but Green put her hand on his chest.

"No, I'll go." she said. "Don't worry." She followed Red's mother into the next room and Red turned to give Blue a withering look.

"Ah shit!" Blue muttered.

"That's him." Sapphire said as she stopped the car outside the Retirement Home and pointing to a very irritable looking man sitting in a wheelchair on the porch and looking around, obviously for them.

"Jesus Sapphire you didn't say he was going to be in a fucking wheelchair." Ruby grumbled and slinking down into his seat even more. Sapphire glared at him before winding down the window and leaning out of it.

"Uncle Alfie." she called over to the man. He turned round and saw her smiling warmly at him. "Hello, we're here to take you to the funeral."

"Where the fuck have you been?" Uncle Alfie exploded. "You're late!" Sapphire turned to look at Ruby who just rolled his eyes and lit another cigarette.