I gotta tell you guys, this is one of my most dramatic stories. BUT...this is a story with Brock, and the really good ones I seen were from Poliwhirl42. Those were great. This is another Brock tragedy based story though-so please tell me if you cried at this...well, not really.
It was a cold, rainy, and cloudy afternoon. There was a casket, an apron and chef's hat. A black haired person walked up, tear stains all over his face.
"Doctor, we're losing him!"
"Brock was my best friend since I first met him. He cared for us a lot-he was like our father. He was a good cook, and dear friend. I wish there was no such thing as leukemia which claimed my friend's life." Ash said, choking on his tears.
"Don't let the kids in, Martha."
"Thank you, Ash Ketchum. You may sit back down." The priest said, as Ash sat back down, wiping tears off his face. Misty got up to do the respects for Brock.
"Uh, Brock?"
"I knew a lot about Brock. He was a beloved rock gym leader, like me. He was also like a father to me, too. I felt like crying that day when he died at the hospital." Misty started crying when she sat down. May came up, shuddering and crying like heck.
"Brock? Hello?"
"B-Brock was-s a g-good cook-k. H-he g-gave me a-advice, and h-helped me when I w-was in t-trouble. I'll, m-miss you, Brock." May started sobbing when she sat down. Solidad came up.
"Brock? Brock? BROOOOOOCCCCCKKKK!"
"Brock and me were childhood friends since we first met. He dated a lot wit me lately, and I cried myself to death until I fainted when he died. I'll see you in heaven, Brock." Solidad sat down, wiping a tear from her face. James came up, chocking very hard on his tears.
"Oh, my god, oh, my god."
"I knew the tall twerp. We mostly had battles when we ran in together, but he made great food, had a big heart and was really helpful." James sat back down, crying. The last person to go up was Dawn.
"This is not happening, this is not happening."
"Brock was my best friend since I met him with Ash. He did make the most delicious food I ever tasted in my entire life." May nodded at Dawn in agreement. So did Misty.
"This can't be."
"But, I will miss him terribly." Dawn sat back down, wiping tears from her face. Everyone left, still depressed. Solidad stood up, with a pistol in her hand.
"NOOOOO!"
"I will see you soon, Brock!" said Solidad. She cocked the pistol and pulled the trigger. Blood splurted on Brock's tombstone. Solidad fell to the ground, forming a pool of blood. Things without Brock will never be the same again.
The End
Yup...Solidad commited suicide. That sucks though-but it's just a story.