Mewtwo stood upon air many feet in the air, viewing the sleepless city with its bright lights, noise, and people. Darkness settled upon his features as images of a forgotten world flooded his mind.

Green pastures as far as the eye could see with trees so high they touched the atmosphere. And all around were smiling, happy Pokémon. Even the Gyarados seemed happy with their deep, deep oceans.

"Hello, son." It was in the form of a childish 'mew'.

"I'm having visions, most likely from you-since half of my memories are from you. Especially since it's a happy memory 'cause all of mine are sad and make me excessively emo."

"Could be." She said. "What's it about?"

"A beautiful place void of humans."

"Home." Mew said. "Not many remember it, but we are all from another world. Another dimension."

"How'd we end up here then?"

"I…Don't remember…"

Ash peered out from the bushes and saw Paul stumbling, drunk, through the forest. Excitedly, Ash calls out to the purple haired bastard of alcohol.

"W…What doya want?" Paul slurs.

"I was just talking about you, Paul." Ash said. "You know how people think you're the antichrist and I'm some Christ?"

"No…" Paul said and upchucked his cookies behind some bushes.

"Well, they do. But I'm thinking they're wrong!"

"Why?"

"Well, from an atheist's point of view, there is no god."

"Or gods in our case!" Brock shouted from behind the bushes that Ash and he were smoking a joint. "Hail Satan...Or Me! Idonno..."(1)

"Or gods…And thus…"

"Why...Why are you sayin' it through an atheist's p...p...point of view?"

"I am one." Ash said. "Now, before I was cut off, athiest's…."

"Yes, yes, you are da anti….Antri…Ante-Christi. Athiest…"

"Uh huh…And you're a mean drunk."

"Exactly!" Paul slurred.

"Anyway, if I were to look at the terms as metaphors, as I hope some people do, the Christ represents Order. He likes the way things are. The Anti-Christ, on the other hand, represents Chaos, disorder. He wants change because he does not like the way things are."

Paul looks at Ash dumbly.

"You, I can tell, like how things are."

"Why didn't you explain it to me like that?" came the indignant cry from behind the bushes. Seconds later, Brock strode out from the bushes. He grabbed Ash's arm and started to tug him towards the bushes. "Just for that, you must start your uke duties."

"What?" Ash and Paul screamed simultaneously.

"What about our first date?" Ash cried.

"We've known each other for how long? We've passed all that and need to move onto the next step."

"You stole Ash from me!" Paul yelled angrily at a tree…A tree that was in the opposite direction of where Brock and Ash stood.

"What?" Ash shouted.

"You heard me, tree! Ash stole Brock from me!"

Growling, Brock marched towards Paul, dragging a dumbfounded Ash behind him, he grabbed Paul and turned him around.

"Threesome. NOW!"

"Why'd you do this to me?" Misty cried, tears cascading down her Caterpie face. Of all the things to happen to her, becoming a Bug Pokémon was a little harsh.

"Because you are so mean to me!" Psyduck screamed, cringing because his shouting caused him to strike a nerve in his head, thus disturbing his headache.

"But a Bug Pokémon?"

"Serves you right!"

"You see, Barry." Dawn said, still laying upon that hill. "Pokemon are what drive them. So..."

"Sooo..." Barry mimiced like an idiot.

"Sooo...If we get those monsters out of the picture, we can finally have our men!"

"Brilliant!"

In Professor Oak's lab, we find Tracey and Oak in bed, their chests exposed to the room temperature air, their mid-drifts covered by the white, silk sheet.

With a groan, Tracey sits up in bed.

"Ugh…" He notices that they are naked in bed. His eyes sparkle and with an idiotic smile he…"YEAH! TAKE THAT DELIAH! I GOT HIM FIRST!"

Somewhere, forty feet away, a woman sits up in bed and snaps her fingers in defeat.

Then, like every other time, we see Oak and Tracey fully clothed and showered despite the fact that only a mere second ago they were naked and in bed.

"Holy crap!" Oak shouted. "I have learned something…Something so horrible I dare not speak it because the government has this room bugged."

"What is it?" Tracey asked because he can be very stupid.

"Oh, I'm glad you asked." Oak said happily, as if he forgot the warning HE HIMSELF had said. "It appears that there is a way for the Pokémon to go back to their dimension."

"How?"

"Ashley Tisdale!"

"What?" Tracey asked, not getting the subtle hint. "But…But…But…"

"Now, now, Tracey…Butts are only important in the bedroom…" Oak then stands up, revealing that he is not wearing any pants today. "Now…If you'll excuse me, I'm going to make a phone call to my dear friend, Ash Ketchum. One of his Pokémon evolved. Have a nice day."

"You too, Professor!" Tracey shouted.

Meanwhile….Miles away in a dark room filled with TV monitors and listening devices a man is listening to Oak as he is yet making an interesting discovery. He picks up a phone.

"Sir," He says. "Oak has discovered that the Pokémon you have forced over here to help boost the economy can go back." There's a pause as someone replies to him. "Well, you see…He said this 'Ashley Tisdale' person is the only person who can do it…"

"What do you mean there's no record of an Ashley Tisdale? Then there's nothing to worry about, right? Uh…OK, boss. I'll keep an ear out."

Clothes were strewn about the three boys whom laid together, basking in their afterglow. The stoners and drunkard were blissfully unaware to the world that was around them…Until, from Ash's discarded pants, came an annoying ringing sound.

"Snape, Snape, Serverus Snape. Snape, Snape, Serverus Snape." Ash sang.

"Dumbludore!" Brock shouted.

"Quit acting like idiots and answer the bloody phone!" Paul shouted.

"Um, hello?" Ash said into the phone.

"Hey, Ash…It's me…"

"OHMYGOD! IT'S SATAN! COME TO TAKE MY SOUL!"

"OW! WHAT? NO! It's Professor Oak!"

In the distance: "I thought you were athiest!"

"AAHHH! It's the creepy old guy who wants my mom!"

"Not anymore!"

"Oh, OK!" Ash shouted. "What can I do for you, Professor? And shut up, Brock!"

"I'm just telling you that you and only you can take the Pokémon back to their home dimension."

"Oh, cool." Ash said.

"What did you take?"

"Oh, some weed and then I drank some alcohol that Paul had left over."

"Lucky sonofabitch!"

"Hey! Watch what you gotta say about Pikachu!"

"I didn't mention Pikachu…"

"Good…Cause Pikachu's my life partner…Brock and Paul are too, it seems."

"Where is Pikachu, anyway?" Paul asked.

"He hates the smell of weed."

Paul shakes his head.

Jessie, James, and Meowth were gliding along in their air balloon when they spotted Pikachu!

"Drop! Drop!" Jessie screeched as they descended back to the ground.

"Pika?"

"Well, well, well." Meowth said. "If it aint Pikachu wit out da twerp."

"Pi-pika-pikachu pika-pi-pi!"

"Dat sucks," Meowth said.

"What did he say?" James asked.

"He says da twerp is too busy smoking weed to care about him anymore." Meowth said, surprising everyone by wrapping an arm around the electric rodent. "Don't worry no more, Pikachu. We'll take care of ya now."

Resigned, yet hopeful, Pikachu accepted their hospitality.

"Besides, we're the only remaining Rockets now." James said. "The Boss disappeared and no one else bares the Rocket name anymore."(1)

"Then why go on?" Meowth translated.

"We have nowhere else to go…" Jessie said sadly. "When you've been a part of this organization since you were thirteen, there's nothing really going for you besides this."

Meowth then kissed the sad Pikachu's forehead.

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1)Yes, I know Giovanni makes an episode cameo appearance(voiced by his original voice actor, I might add), but, I don't care. In here, let's just say they never got back together and these bozos are single-handedly carrying the name of Team Rocket 'cause that's how I feel every time I see the new episodes….And it makes me sad. Oh, and NO! GIOVANNI IS NOT THE GUY MR. PHONE-SPY WAS TALKING TO! It was...TO BE DISCOVERED NEXT TIME!

Also, I have yet to finish the last chapter, so...Give me some time.