Grimer and Charmander: True BFFs
Part one
"Wow!" Magby breathed as he and Azuril gazed at the land below their tree house. The two ware putting on a play of Bridge to Pokebithia with their friends and siblings. They were rehearsing, and Grimer was in a director's chair with his megaphone, being director just for the day.
"What do we call this place?" Magby asked. Azuril thought a second before she spoke.
"Pokebithia." She answered.
"Cut!" Grimer shouted in his megaphone. "That's a wrap! That was awesome!" Magby and Azuril climbed down the tree.
"You like it?" Azuril wanted to know.
"Yeah, yeah!" Grimer told them. "You really nailed it!"
"A job well done!" Charmander added. Azuril and Magby jumped down of the tree.
"Thanks!" Magby said and looked at them. "Will you guys be here for the final performance?"
"You bet!" Grimer promised. "We wouldn't be anywhere else!" Magby and the aqua mouse smiled. Grimer then put an arm around his salamander like friend. "But I don't want to go anywhere without my best homie."
"Awe!" Charmander sighed. "And I don't want to go without my best friend Grimer."
"Okay!" Azuril said. "We love to have you, espcially together!"
"Yeah!" Magby added. "You guys are BFFs. Like Lola and Jessie, you guys are inseparable!"
"And us!" The Mime Jr. Triplets added together.
"Ambs mes and Boss." Pichu piped up Azuril and Magby looked at them all, then back to Grimer and Charmander.
"Yeah, we are." Grimer agreed. He and Charmander smiled at each other.
"Well see ya!" Magby called good bye as he, his brothers and sisters went to their house.
"Good kids." Charmander observed. "Good and smart kids. Their parents are proud to have them. Their play will be a success for sure."
"Yeah." Grimer said. "Well, time to go! Come on!" He and Charmander walked to their houses.
"Okay, let's go!" Charmander agreed with his friends.
The two pokemon then heard sounds of motorbikes. They saw them speeding in the distance. A Houndoom was racing with them, keeping the right pace with the bikes.
"Look a motorcycle gang!" Grimer spoke.
"Oooh!" Charmander said in awe, running to get a closer look. "Look how fast they are!"
Grimer nodded in agreement, then his eyes grew huge as there, speeding to where Charmander was standing, a motorcycle. It was going to run over him at any second!
"Char, WATCH OUT!" Grimer screamed. He tossed himself and attacked Charmander. The two tumbled on the ground. The motorcyclists laughed as they all circled around Charmander and Grimer.
The bikers then stopped. They then took off their helmets, revealing themselves. There was a Combusken, Charmeleon, Monferno, Quilava, Growlithe, and a Vulpix. Charmander stood up.
"You guys are amazing!" Charmander told them. "Are you a motorcycle gang?" Vulpix smiled.
"Yes we are." She answered. The Houndoom then jumped in front of the salamander pokemon.
"I am Houndoom." He explained. "And I'm the leader of this gang we formed ourselves called The Blazin' Pyros!" He looked at Vulpix, and jumped beside her.
"And this is my girl." Vulpix looked at him.
"I'm not your girl!" She spoke.
"Cool!" Charmander said with awestruck, stars in eyes. "You guys' must be the best gang in the whole universe."
"Well, we don't like to brag." Growlithe said. "But yeah, we're the best gang ever."
"On the face of the Earth!" Charmeleon bragged. "Better then those other gangs."
"So, will you like to join?" Houndoom asked. "We have a spare helmet."
"Oh yeah, most certainly!" Charmander quickly said.
"Great! Then hop on with Monferno, and lets…"
"I'm sure Char will love to." Grimer told them. "But right now, we are walking home together, so if you don't mind, we'll be on our way." Grimer pushed Charmander gently to the path.
"Hmmph" Combuskan said. "Walking is for losers."
"Yeah!" Monferno added. "So kid, if you want to be cool, you got to ride in style, like us!"
"Okay." Charmander decided.
"That's quite alright." Grimer said. "But we prefer the exercise, so…" Charmander hopped in the back of Monferno's motorcycle, and put on his the spare helmet in the back seat. Grimer couldn't believe what his friend was doing.
"Char, what're you doing?" Grimer wanted to know. "We've always walked on non rainy days remember? It's what we do. You don't want a ride do you? I mean, our houses are a ten minute walk from here, so why ride?"
"Sorry Grimer." Charmander told him. "But I want to ride in style! You understand, don't you?" The rest of the gang got their helmets on, and hopped on their vehicles, except Houndoom.
"Well yeah, but…"
"Great, see you at home!" He and the gang started their engines, and drove on the road. Grimer coughed in the smoke.
"See you at home bud." Grimer sighed sadly, and started for home.
When Grimer got home, he found a note taped on his door. He picked up the note and looked at it.
"Dear Grimer," it read. "The Blazin' Pyros and I are hitting the road some more. Hope you don't mind. BFF, Charmander." Grimer sighed again.
"Have fun Char." He said before going in and shutting the door behind him. "Have fun."
That night, Charmander didn't come home. Grimer sadly ate dinner by himself, and then went to bed.
Charmander and the gang went to Chansey's house.
"What are we doing here guys'? Charmander asked. "I should be home. I always have dinner at Grimer's. So, I should…" He was about to leave when Growlithe stopped him.
"I-I have to go guys'." The salamander told them. "Grimer is expecting me and…"
"If you go." Monferno told him. "Then you're not cool."
"You don't want to be lame do you?" Charmeleon asked.
"Well no, but…"
"Then do what we do. Come on! Don't be a baby." Charmeleon took the ironing table from Chansey's closet, and closed it.
"What are we doing with Chansey's ironing table?"
"We're stealing it, taking it for our own." Charmander gasped.
"Stealing? But we'll get arrested! Stealing is against the law. I'm telling Chansey" He was about to yell, when Monferno, and Growlithe hushed him by placing their paws and hands over his mouth.
"Shhh!" Houndoom told him. "If you want to be cool and hang with us, you got to be quiet, okay?" Monferno and Growlithe released their hands and paws off of Charmander's mouth.
"Okay." He said. "I won't interrupt anymore. Do whatever." Vulpix didn't like this, but sighed, and went with it.
At Jigglypuff's, they did the same.
"Um, I don't think we should do this guys." Charmander said. "I really don't. We can get in real trouble."
"If we get caught." Monferno said. "Which we won't, so don't worry."
"Well okay." Vulpix sighed again, but still went with it.
They drove home on their motorcycles when they were done.
"I've been robbed!" Chansey shrieked the next morning. Grimer and the kids raced over from rehearsal to see what the commotion was about.
"What's the matter?" Grimer wanted to know.
"Yeah, what's wrong Mom?" The Triplets chanted.
"Someone stole my ironing table." Chansey replied. The Triplets gasped in shock.
"But who would steal an ironing table?" Magby asked.
"Mine's gone too!" Jigglypuff cried.
"Who would do something like this?" Mudkip wanted to know.
"Those no good Blazin Pyros, that's who." Psyduck answered. Grimer and the kids looked at him. "That gang is no good I tell you, always causing mischief."
"But Charmander wouldn't do this." Grimer said. "Would he?" Psyduck looked at Grimer.
"Don't tell me that Charmander is one of them?" Psyduck wanted to know.
"Well yeah, but…" Psyduck gasped.
"Oh dear me." He said. "Pretty soon Charmander will turn on us, and go to the dark side."
"No!" Grimer protested, angrily. "Charmander is my best friend, he won't hurt a fly. There's no way Charmander will move to the dark side, never!"
"That's what you think now." Treecko exclaimed. "But only the future will tell. If I were you, I would find a new best friend, the Charmander we used to know is a goner for sure."
"No!" Grimer said. "Charmander's not like that! I don't believe you!"
"Suit yourself. You will learn soon enough."
"I won't believe it!" Grimer echoed. Then he looked at everyone else. "He's lying right? Right?!" The other pokemon all looked unsure. Grimer didn't know who to believe.
"My house has been TP'd!" Jigglypuff yelled that afternoon. Everybody went by her, and looked at the house. Sure enough there was toilet paper draping all over the house.
"Mom?" Azuril asked. "Who TP'd our house?"
"I don't know dear." Jigglypuff told her child. "I don't know." Grimer looked sad, not knowing what to do.
When Grimer was going home that evening, he looked up as he heard voices in the distance. It was the Brazin' Pyros! They were using the ironing boards as surfboards, racing down the slopes.
Grimer stepped back as one zoomed pass. He ducked as another flew over his head. He looked and couldn't believe it! There was Charmander, having fun on those ironing boards with the gang.
"Charmander?" Grimer asked himself. "You wouldn't, would you?" He then shook it off, thinking that he was imagining it, and continued on walking home.
A few days later, more mischievous things happened. Azuril's doll was stolen, and then found in a ditch covered in twigs and mud; food was stolen from the food stores, gas from the gas station, medicine from the Pokemon Center, and more. Everybody blamed the Blazin' Pyros, but Grimer just couldn't believe his friend was turning bad.
Then one day, when the gang was having a picnic outside, Houndoom spoke up.
"You know." He told the salamander. "If you want to continue in this gang, you can no longer hang around with that slimy blob friend of yours." Charmander put down his milk glass, shocked by the news.
"What?" He asked. "You want me to break up with Grimer?"
"Yeah!" Charmeleon added. "You want to be cool, don't you?"
"Well yeah, but…"
"Then stop being friends with that stinky blob."
"I can't! Grimer's my best friend, there's no way I'll do that to him, never!"
"Suit yourself, if you don't want to be cool like us."
"I want to be cool!"
"Then break up with him." Growlithe said. "It's easy as 1, 2, 3."
"No! I'll never do that to Grimer! I'll…"
"Yo Char!" Grimer shouted, joining them, picnic basket in hand. "How are things going?" he sat his basket on the grass beside his friend. Charmander became nervous as he looked at the gang, then at Grimer. He then sighed.
"Grimer." He stared. "There's something I must tell you."
"Then, let's sit and talk while we eat!" He tied a napkin around his neck.
"No!" Grimer looked surprised.
"Char? You okay? You seem to be acting well…not yourself since you joined this group. Is something bothering you?" Charmander took a deep breath, he couldn't believe he was about to do this.
"Grime," The salamander started. "We can't be friends anymore." Grimer looked shocked again.
"Wh-what? Charmander buddy, whatever are you saying? We've been friends forever! You can't be serious!" Charmander looked sad.
"I'm afraid I am."
"But, why?"
"Well, my new friends said that in order to be cool, I can no longer be your friend. So this is goodbye, I guess." Grimer then looked mad.
"Char!" He shouted. "Can't you see what this gang is doing to you?" Charmander looked puzzled.
"What ever do you mean?" He wanted to know.
"Open your eyes Char! They're a major bad influence on you! They're stealing, and causing trouble and damage. They're bad Pokemon Charmander; I won't let you do this!" Charmander was mad now.
"No!" He yelled. "They're teaching me to be cool!"
"Char, they're teaching you to be uncool and bad! Come on Char, this group stinks." Grimer offered his hand. Charmander looked at it and slapped it. Grimer couldn't believe it!
"NO!" The salamander erupted. "The only thing that stinks is you!" Grimer got mad at the insult.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"You won't let me join this gang, that's why!
"I'm trying to be a friend Char, this group is bad news! Why don't you see that?"
"Well if you were a friend, you would let me join this gang."
"If you're my friend, you'll know this gang is nothing but trouble!"
"Then I guess we're not friends anymore."
"That's fine with me, if you want to hang with this gang, then fine! But leave me out of it!"
"I will!"
"Guys!" Magby called, running with an invitation in hand. "I got your invitation; you guys are now officially invited to see…" Magby then realized the feud and gasped. He hid behind a nearby tree. He and Vulpix from the gang couldn't believe what was happening!
"Hmmph!" The two stormed away. Grimer grabbed his stuff. He then stuck out his tongue before leaving. Charmander, outranged, did the same.
"I don't need help; I can make decisions on my own!" He turned to the gang.
"Good going!" Houndoom congratulated Charmander. "You are now apart of the Blazin' Pyros! Welcome to the team."
"Yay!" Charmander cheered, and continued eating.
"I got to warn the others!" Magby told himself. He dropped the invitation to the ground, as he dashed off.