I know this sucks but I was really bored. If you can suggest other ideas for oneshots, I would really appreciate it. .
Brock runs away.
Brock was busy making breakfast as Ash and Dawn were too lazy. Ash, as usual, was busy polishing his collection of never-ending badges. Dawn was obsessing about her bed hair and Piplup was pissed off. Lately, Brock had been more easily annoyed because everyone else was too stupid to clean.
"THIS IS THE LAST STRAW! AFTER THIS, I'M RUNNING AWAY!" He angrily swore in German, packed up his backpack with a bottomless pit, wrote a note to everyone else, and left.
At first Brock thought about returning back to the camp, but after remembering about the time when Ash stripped naked and danced the Macarena, he decided to continue on. Along the way, Brock had to face countless women who for some reason, wanted to bear his children, and went hula-dancing with Crogunk at a deserted bar.
He suddenly had the urge to sing a song.
"I'm going to sing a song!
I am so smart!
I am so smart!
Ash is a fag!
Ash is a fag!"
Brock chuckled. "Man, I'm good!"
Suddenly, an alien appeared! Brock shrieked like a girl and climbed a tree.
"E.T. phone home!" the alien screamed. It searched Brock's backpack (he dropped it on the ground when the alien appeared).
"What the hell are you doing? Get out of my stuff!" Brock took out a bazooka. "Don't make me shoot you!"
"E.T. run now." E.T ran off into the woods, only to be killed by a herd of Staravia's.
Brock scratched his head. "That was very disturbing. I'm heading back." So he did just that.
--
"Where is that guy?" Dawn wondered.
"Don't ask me! Who am I, a weather man?" Ash stated. They started to solve the problem by beating each other up.
Brock had just returned to the camp when he saw Ash and Dawn beating the crap out of each other.
"….I'm not going to ask." Brock immediately started to practice his flirting routine.