The Pokemon Adventure: The Real World

Ash: Boy, I sure am hungry

Misty: Duh... we say that like... at the beginning of each episode. Look, your Pikachu is leaving some Pikapoo on the ground. If he's pooping, then he must be eating... therefor, he has Pikachow and he's been holding out on us. Now, Brock, you tie Pikachu down while I search for this Pikachu food

Brock: Aye Aye, Ma'am!

Ash: Misty! What are you doing?! In the words of Romeo, "Come hither, man. I see thou art poor. Hold, there is forty ducats. Let me have a dram of poison."

Misty: What's your point?

Ash: Oh nothing... I'm just showing off because I know Romeo and Juliet, so NYA! "O Romeo, Romeo, wherefor art though Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name! Or, if though wilt not, be but sworn my love, and I'll no longer be a Capulet!"

Brock: Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this?

Ash: 'Tis but thy name that is the enemy; though art thyself, though not a Montague. Kiss, me my fare darling!

Brock: Oh baby! [he makes out with Pikachu]

Ash: Then move not, while my prayer's effect I take.

Brock: [kisses Pikachu more]

Ash: Thus from my lips, by thine, my sin is purged.

Brock: Then have my lips the sin that they have took.

Ash: Sin from my lips? O trespass sweetly urged!

Brock: Give me my sin again! [He kisses Pikachu more] You kiss by th' book.

Misty: Madam Pikachu, your motherly Ash craves a word with you.

Brock: Yea, noise? Then I'll be brief! [he takes Ash's Pokeball] This is thy sheath. There rust, and let me die. [he zaps Pikachu into the Pokeball, and he falls to the ground]

Ash: Here's to my love. [He eats Pikachow] O true Professor Oak! Thy food is quick. Thus with a vomit I die [he vomits and dies from food poisoning]

Brock: [awakens] O comfortable Misty, where is my Lord? I do remember well where I should be, and there I am. Where is my Pikachu?
What's here? A Pokeball which enclosed is my true loves heart? [he stares at Ash] Poisoning, I see, hath been his timeless end. [Focus's on Pokeball] O churl, absorbed all, and left no friendly space to absorb me after? [Turns to Ash] I will kiss thy lip; Haply some food poison yet doth hang on them, to make me die with a resorative.

Misty: Pikachu, go! [Pikachu comes out]

Brock: [pets Pikachu] Thy fur is warm. Then I'll be brief. [he grabs a Master Ball] Cometh, thy fare Misty and Pikachu. [he throws the Master Ball and it captures Misty and Pikachu] With a boogy woogy, I die [absorbs Brock]

THE END