Hello,

This story was originally posted under the user name Magnetic Cheese. The account belonged to an acquaintance, and I have finally gotten around to posting them under my own account name.

If this piece seems familiar to you, this would be the reason why.

I hope you enjoy these written words.

Yo, what's up with Brock's eyes?

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Pokemon!
Gotta Catch 'em all
My heart so true!
Our courage will pull us through
You teach me and I'll teach you
Pokeeemonnn
Gotta Catch 'em all
Pokemon!

"Alright Pikachu! Another great battle, and a wicked ass cheap piece of metal they call a Gym Badge, won!"

"Peek-peek-pikachuuuuuuuuuuu!"

Ash and Pikachu continued to cheer and cheer like the ten year old dude and 0.00001 ft Pokemon losers they were. Hmmm…maybe we should start off with a character description, shall we? AHEM!

Ass Ketchup was a ten year old kid who absolutely loved—

Wait, hold on a minute…wait, what?

...Oh! I just got a call from my editor. My apologies, apparently his name is Ash Ketchum, not Ass Ketchup…once again, my apologies. Anyways, Ash Ketchum was a (insert his actual age here, because I seriously don't know how old the damn twerp is) kid who loved all things Pokemon. He owned Pokemon, he bathed with Pokemon, he slept with Pokemon, and he even ate Pokemon for breakfast.

…

Wait…the hell? Ash is a…Pokecannibal?!

…Ah, whatever.

Anyways, it has always been Ash's dream to travel Cantaloupe—er, sorry, Kanto—to become a Pokemon Master. Along his journey he fought vigorously in battles and collected cheap, shiny metal pins called Gym Badges. Along the way he also picked up a few more Pokemon, a fifteen year old hoe bag, and some horny kid who couldn't open his eyes. His name was Brock.

Ash sometimes stayed up late and stared at Brock while he slept, wondering what the hell was up with his eyes…which were closed twenty-four seven.

"How does he even see?" Ash whispered quietly, staring intensely at Brock's snoring figure.

…Umm…don't ask me how Ash got from winning a Gym battle to staring at Brock while he was sleeping. I really don't know.

ANYWAYS!

Ash was stumped as to why Brock never opened his eyes. Didn't he need to open them to see where he was going? …How does Brock even know where he's going?!

"I need to figure this out!" Determination set, Ash crawled over to Brock, reached out and grabbed his eyelids. Counting to three, he pulled upwards and…

Brock woke up screaming.

"AHHHH! OMFG, WTF, STFU, NO WAY! THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!"

Ash scrambled back in panic and stared at the blood trickling down from Brock's closed eyes. "I…I…I didn't know they…OMG!"

More screaming happened…I think Ash threw up, Brock howled in pain, Pikachu ran into a tree…bunch of other stuff happened too. And then, more stuff happened…fast forward.

Brock sat down and fiddled with the gauze wrapped around his eyes wearily. Ash continued to stare. "I guess you're probably wondering why my eyes are always shut, huh?"

Ash stared some more. "Yeah, kinda."

Brock sighed. "Well, when I was a kid…I got into an accident…involving glue…"

Ash stared. "Did you crazy glue your eyes shut to make yourself look more Asian?"

"…Yeah, basically…"

It was quiet for a few minutes until Ash started laughing hysterically.

"OMFG, YOU STUPID FAG, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" He continued rotflhao. Brock sniffed pathetically.

"Stupid mofo…"

Have you ever wondered about something you've seen in any of the episodes of Pokemon? If you have, leave your thoughts in your review, and I'll write a chapter based on it and dedicate it to you!

Anyways...

Next Chapter!

Yo, why does Ash have Z's on his face?

As always, I thank you for reading my work.

Sincerely,

Mr. Curiosity Bunny