The Simpsons -Matt Groening
Meet Poke'mon
CHAPTER ONE
(Error note: The Simpsons and Pokemon are switched around from the actual title in the title above. This error is un-fixable)- Dexter AKA: Poke'Dex
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to a cross-over between Pokemon and The Simpsons. I wrote this because The Simpsons Movie is here. So sit back, relax, and let your eyes do all the work till they ache from all the reading. Enjoy!
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'It's another beautiful July 27th, 2007 day in Pallet Town as Ash, Pikachu, Misty, and Brock soak up the sun in Delia Ketchum's grand garden. They're not tanning though, they're working.' -Narrator, Ken Gates
Ash wore a sun hat and dug up the earth with a shovel. Brock was watering the many sun flowers that sprouted out of the ground. He was shirtless, while wearing light blue jeans. Misty had her hair down past her shoulders from her usual pony tail style. She was planting seeds in pots of dirt. Pikachu laid on a blanket, wearing sun glasses and drinking lemonade. He however was taking a vacation.
'Yes our heroes are enjoying a traditional boring beginning to yet another adventure. Little do they know, it will be their weirdest.'-Narrator.
A shadow cast over the center of the garden. Ash, Misty, and Brock noticed it. They each looked up to see where it originated from. "Ahh! A zombie!" Brock grabbed Ash's shovel and whacked the zombie with it.
"Hey stop." Professor Oak begged, as he laid on the ground, shielding the blows from the shovel with his arms.
"Die-die-die!" Brock continued to beat him.
"I'm not dead yet!" Oak yelled. Brock stopped hitting him and realized the mistake he made. He hid the shovel behind his back and sweat dropped.
"Sorry." he apologized. "But you turned 72 yesterday, the average lifespan for a male."
"That's American male. It's well documented the rest of the world has a longer life span than those fat bastards." Oak chuckled.
"I don't get it." Ash said, confused.
"Anyhoo, I came by to ask a favor of you all. But first, do you all remember when Mr. Mime guarded this garden from Team Rocket and I said 'Mr. Mime sure did a nice job guard-en-in for you'? That was pretty funny." he chuckled. The others all forced/fake laughed.
The three, plus Pikachu were now inside of Professor Oak's lab. The 72 year old male, handed Ash a small wooden box, about the size of a pencil box. "What's this?" Ash asked.
"I want you to deliver it to a fellow professor of mine." Oak told him "His name is Professor Frink and he resides in Springfield, IL."
"Illinois?" Misty asked.
"No. That stands for Icky Land, it's what i call the U.S." he explained.
"Oh." Ash/Brock/Misty in unison. "Pikachu, pika"-Pikachu sarcastically adds (it means 'that's funny')
'Meanwhile in Springfield, IL, Homer J. Simpson is heading to Moe's for a drink with his buddies.'-Narrator.
Homer strutted down the sidewalk to his favorite bar. "I sense a nice story ahead of me for the first time in years. It's a nice feeling to have." he said with a confident smile as he strutted
'Yes, it was a beautiful day for Homer, and his sense about a good story was a good one, cuz truly a great one-'
"Hey what the hell is this?" Homer stopped his strut "Where the hell is that jerk-ass voice coming from? Geesh, this is even stranger than fiction. And that movie was pretty strange. Harder to come by something stranger than that. Though the ending with the watch, man oh man that was good."
'Wait-wait. Before this, there has to be the traditional Simpson's opening.'-Narrator. "Screw you!" Homer adds
"The Simpsons" a church choir sings and then realizes it's a sin to mention that show or any other form of real entertainment. At the elementary school, Bart is in his class after hours writing on the chalk board over and over: 'Neo Namco is the best writer since the early M. Night Shyamalan.'
Homer pulls into his drive way and Bart lands his skate board on the car, but loses his balance and falls off hard on to the concrete. Homer gets out of the car and starts laughing uncontrollably, pointing at his injured son. "Ok now get moving. Your sister is coming." he told him, and Bart limped away.
Lisa rode her bike by, almost hitting her father. Then Marge drove her car into the drive way, chasing Homer towards the house, but forgetting to open the door, crashed into it. He collected himself and went inside.
The family met in the living room, only to find there were people on their couch. It was left to right, Ash, Pikachu, Misty, and then Brock.
"Ahh!" Homer grabbed a Mark McGwire autographed baseball bat with the number 70 on the end(the 0 was made out of glass) and bashed Ash on the head repeatedly.
"Ow! Hey. What are you-" but Ash couldn't finish cuz he fell on to the floor out cold. "I got it, Marge." Homer said, happily and relieved. On the television it read 'The Simpsons: Pokemon Cross over' by Neo Namco'
Homer neared Moe's Tavern, while mumble/singing "It's a whole new world that we're living in. Poke'mon Johto." he stopped in front of the door to the bar "I can't get that stupid catchy song out of my head. Now I know how Dawson's Creek fans felt." he walked into the bar to see his best friends.
There on the stools were Lenny and Carl. And behind the counter was Moe. "Hey guys, where's Barney?"
"Didn't you hear?" Moe started "Thanks to a new law, it's illegal to have more than one D.U.I in this state, so Barney's being forced to go to AA meetings."
"Poor sucker, he doesn't know what he's missing." Homer said, taking a drink out of a glass filled with beer.
"Hey, Homer. That's my beer." Lenny took the glass back.
"What are you talking about? My name is written on it." he pointed at to his name that was obviously scratched on the glass 'Home-er Simmp-sun'
"Actually you scratched your name on all the glasses." Moe said, pointing back to the shelf filled with scratched up beer glasses. Including the bottles.
"So it's all mine, right?" Homer asked.
"Hey-a Homer" Carl began "Chief Wiggum came by today and said if you cause one more accident your gonna have to join Barney in the 'no fun' club too."
"Don't worry, guys. I think I can manage to not accidents any cause." Homer chugged down a beer "Now that I've warmed up, let's race." he said and everyone chugged their beers. "Whoo-hoo! I win again!"
Four minutes later...
Homer sped by all the cars on the freeway in his pink sedan, hitting several traffic cones in the process, as he was in a construction zone. Then he noticed a sign 'Run Away Truck Ramp' "Cool, i'm gonna find out what that truck ramp is running away from." he hit The gas and drove in the direction of the ramp.
His view of the ramp became more clear as he continued approaching it with great speed. "I've got you now, ramp!" he drove the car off the ramp and flew into the air. He had a great view of the city.
"Wow, Springfield is such a dump." he commented on the sight of his surroundings. But, eventually gravity gave way and his car headed back down to a busy street, many cars driving by. "Uh-oh. S.O.S-S.O.S!" he screamed, but couldn't get any help, he crashed into the street, and many, many cars crashed into each other, trying to avoid the collision with Homer's vehicle.
One man was trapped underneath a car. "A sad day for generic characters everywhere." he said, as he was being crushed.
"Suckers!" he yelled before the scene went black.
Back in Pallet Town our pokemon heroes are preparing to leave to Springfield. "Ok guys, let's get going!" Ash pointed into the distance.
"How are we gonna get there?" Misty asked.
"What am I, someone with an 85 IQ?" Ash crossed his arms.
"Hey Ash, don't you have Charizard and just recently got back your Pidgeot after taking some smart pills?" Brock asked.
"Oh yeah that's right. Along with the dozen plus other poke'mon I got back." Ash called out his dragon and bird poke'mon. Ash and Misty, plus Pikachu hopped aboard Charizard, while Brock got on Pidgeot.
"Ok everyone, ready?" Misty asked.
"That's my line, Misty. Ready?" Ash repeated Misty's question, everyone cheered 'yeah' and the poke'mon took off for their destination.
(Matt Groening censors their journey to Springfield in order to not reveal the where-a-bouts of the location)
The group flew into the city. They flew over a bunch of tires that were on fire. "W-T-F? Tires on fire?" Brock questioned. Soon they landed in a park where the three trainers released all their poke'mon to let them have some fresh air and such.
The Comic Book Guy for some odd reason was...taking a walk in the park and noticed all the poke'mon, while wearing his shirt that said 'Worst Fan Fic/Story/Cross-Over/Anything Ever.' "Oh please. Poke'mon was a very long fad that lasted from 98 to the year 2000. It's all about other fighting animal creatures these days. Thank you very much." he ate his slice of pizza and continued on his way.
Homer's eyes slowly opened. He was in a hospital. His family was there. "Oh Homie, i'm so glad your all right. I love you so much." Marge kissed him and he kissed back.
"I love me too. But what happened?" he was suffering the effects of a hang over.
"I'll tell you what happened, Simpson." Chief Wiggum approached him with a whacking stick used to whack snakes. "You've done enough damage around here thanks to your funny mis-adventures. Your going to an AA meeting every Sunday for three weeks."
"Chief Wiggum, have a heart." Homer pleaded "Sunday is already boring enough with church, please don't waste my life even more."
"Would you rather go to jail?" Wiggum asked.
"Free food, television, no work, no chores, or kids. Whoo-hoo!" Homer jumped out of the hospital bed.
"Well too bad, your going to the meetings."
"Do'h!"
"Don't forget, Homer. There's still the little matter of insurance." Dr. Hibbert appeared.
"Screw you. I'll just sneak to Canada and get everything taken care of for free like it says in 'Sicko.'"
"That movie is a lie! A big lie!" Hibbert yelled. Then he chuckled.
"Oh, never mind then." Homer became saddened.
"No dad. Dr. Hibbert is the one whose lying." Lisa joined the speaking parts in the story "In Canada you don't have to-" Hibbert covered her mouth to keep her from saying anymore.
That coming Sunday, Homer stood outside his house, getting ready to leave. His family stood there to wish him luck. "I wish my dad could have some luck on his first day." Lisa wished.
"In case you fall asleep, use these glasses." Bart handed his dad a pair of glasses with eyes painted on the front of the lenses.
"Sweet." he took them and put em on immediately.
"And have fun." Marge hugged him, along with the kids.
"Ok everyone, I'm off to a meeting of some kind." he turned and walked through his empty drive way, where his car used to be. "That's weird, it's gone." he shrugged his shoulders "Oh well." and continued on his way.
"Man I'm thirsty. I hope they have beer there." he walked into the park, where he soon came upon the poke'mon cast.
Pikachu was chasing Psyduck around, until the two were in front of Homer. "What a funky looking duck and mouse. Heh-heh, that's the nuclear waste for you." he continued walking until more odd creatures appeared.
Charizard was sleeping by a tree, where Staru and Starmie were hanging out too. Homer sweat dropped, and noticed dozens more unfamiliar animals.
"Oh my god. Creatures from another planet. I'm going crazy. Need beer!" he put his hands on his head and spinned in a circle several times.
"Hey, calm down." Ash ran up to him, along with Brock and Misty. "Why are we still at this park days after we arrived here?" Brock asked.
"Ahh!" Homer was frightened of them "The nuclear waste continues to find more victims!" and then he passed out.
I know, it sucked. But I came up with the idea really fast and wrote it even faster. But the bad news is there's still more chapters to come, not for sure how many, but one thing you can be sure of, it's whatever it takes until the story is complete. Stay tuned and read my other fics which are much better than this one, well a few of them anyways.