M: M here bringing you new story! But before I forget I have some important news first off I'm thinking of changing my penname to what I used to be known as when I wasn't a member around these parts: Contestshipping Princess. If you want to know why check my profile. Also there will be more important news at the end of this chapter. Anyway I know it's not Christmas but this idea just popped into a dream I had and I found it so funny I just had to write it. Hope you enjoy this wacky story! But before we begin Pikachu will you do the honors.

Pikachu: Pika Pika chu Pika chu chu chu (M does not Pokemon. If she did she would totally make this be in a Christmas special episode."

M: On with the story!

Narrator:

Today we find ourselves in the small, peaceful, quaint town known as Pallet Town where our heroes are excitedly preparing for one of their favorite times of the year: Christmas.

Ash's House:

"ASH! YOU IMBECILE!" Misty yelled glaring daggers at Ash who was sprawled over the floor with a bunch of Christmas lights over him.

Narrator:

Well… mostly peaceful…

"It's not my fault!" Ash yelled back as he tried to untangle himself from the Christmas lights rope. "It's your fault for not letting me go first!" He whined as he slowly got up still tangled in the Christmas light "rope."

"MY FAULT! MY FAULT!" Misty yelled outrage with fire raging behind her as a backdrop. "IT'S YOUR FAULT FOR NOT LETTING ME PASS FIRST!"

"WHY SHOULD I LET YOU GO FIRST!" Ash yelled stepping closer to Misty.

"BECAUSE I'M A GIRL AND GIRLS ALWAYS GO FIRST!" Misty yelled stepping closer to him so now they were eye to eye and their noses were touching as electricity flew in between their eyes.

"What girl? I don't see any girl around here" Ash answered smirking. Misty let out an animalistic growl and attacked him, tackling him to the floor.

"Some thing's never change…" Brock said to Mr. Mime crossing his arms in front of his chest that was clad with a pink frilly cooking apron as he stared bemusedly with a smile on his face at the scene before him of Ash and Misty rolling around the floor fighting, trying to claw the other's eyes out as they yelled insults at one another. Mr. Mime chimed his agreement.

"Pika…CHU!" Before anyone in the room knew it a bolt of electricity followed the cry, zapping Ash and Misty until they were toasty and smoking causing them to fall on the floor currently paralyzed. Brock looked up shocked to see Pikachu standing there behind his "fallen" comrades with his arms crossed in front of his chest and his eyes shut tightly looking a bit annoyed.

Mr. Mime started laughing and Brock smiled before turning to go back to the kitchen to continue cooking. In a second Ash had gotten up and was trying to strangle Pikachu yelling "WHY'D YA DO THAT FOR! PIKACHU!"

The door of the backyard open and Delia, Ash's mother stepped into the room wearing her light brown straw hat a.k.a. her garden hat, her regular clothes which consisted with a pink top and a long blue skirt with a light brown gardening apron over it with some gardening tools in the pockets and light brown gardening gloves which she was currently holding in her left hand. "ASH KETCHUM! YOU LET GO OF PIKACHU RIGHT NOW!" She yelled as she saw Ash trying to strangle poor, innocent Pikachu.

Ash immediately dropped Pikachu yelling "BUT MOM!"

"No BUT'S!" Delia yelled. "HOW COULD YOU TRY TO HURT POOR PIKACHU!" Pikachu hopped into her arms as she held him in a protective and caring embrace.

"But… he started it!" Ash whined like a little 3 year old were all sure he is inside.

"I DON'T WANT TO HEAR ANOTHER WORD YOUNG MAN! GO TO TIME OUT RIGHT NOW FOR TEN MINUTES!" She yelled as she pointed towards the "chair of doom" that was facing a boring old wall.

"But…" Ash started to say.

"TIME OUT! NOW! OR DO YOU WANT ME TO MAKE IT TWENTY MINUTES!" Delia yelled out more forcefully. Ash gloomily walked over to the dreaded "chair of doom" with his back hunched over and sulking. Now you all may be asking: where is Misty, Brock, and Mr. Mime while this is happening. To put it simply: Brock is busy cooking in the kitchen, Mr. Mime is sweeping the floor happily ignoring what has been a daily occurrence ever since Ash has come back home for the month of Christmas and Misty… well Misty is sitting on the floor Indian style smiling trying to keep her laughter hidden.

Mr. Mime walked calmly towards the door when he heard the doorbell ring.

M: Well Chapter 1 is finished! I have several important announcements to make. First one is that for my fellow readers that are reading "House of Gangs" and "Dance Club" I just want to let you know that I shall still continue to write it. It's just that I've been busy with school so I have not had time to write it not to mention I have a bit of… dare I say it… Writers Block… So it may be awhile before I update them. I know, I know what your thinking if I've been so busy how have I had time to create the story "Bad Boy" and this one. Well "Bad Boy" was just a quick oneshot I had the sudden urge to write and this one has been bugging me so I figured I'll write it. Lol. If I don't update this week or next week it's cause of finals. Review week this week and finals next week. I'll probably update more in the summer though so hopefully I'll be out of writers block by then.