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While Michael offered to give himself up to the evily Agent K and M in exchange for the freedom of Sara's virgin hole, Pikachu fretted about what to do. He needed Michael to get away from Ash Ketchum who had a terrible secret of terribleness. The truth about Ash Ketchum (besides him being a sucky ass Pokemon trainer) was that he molested poor Pikachu.

Hanging around Brock had made Ash a sexomaniac and he enjoyed shoving certain pokemons up his butt like a buttplug and making them use their attacks on his prostrate to make him achieve sexual satisfactio. The cum would shoot out of his sushi love roll like a New Year's Eve party streamer or that plastic spray-can stringy cheese stuff. Pikachu hated trips up Ash's anus. It was dark up there and damp like the cobbled London streets that Jack the Ripper once stalked. With only the occasional corn kernel to sustain himself with. He couldn't live like that anymore.

PIKACHHHUUUU!

Suddenly Pikachu used Lightning Attack and electrocuted Lincoln. For a few brief moments it was even possible to see his manly man-skelton through his skin. There was much wtfery and chaos. There was so much chaos that Ian Malcolm showed up to tell everyone that "life finds a way".

Michael grabbed Sara and hopped on behind Sucre who had been standing there the whole time doing nothing (because he's Hispanic and everyone thinks that all Hispanic people do is nothing when they are not trying to sneak across the Mexicon border). Sucre gunned the bike and drove away, trying to jump the river like he was E.T. in a flying bicycle passing across the moon.

But he wasn't and the bike fell in the raging river. Kellerman and Meowth decided to get fuck out of there before Team Reynolds was blasted off again.

Lincoln was electrocuted to death so there wasn't much he could do.

Cried Misty: "We have to save them!"

"No!" Atrgued Ash. "They stole Pikachu, let them drown!"

"But Sara is hot," said Brock. "We should at least save her."

"They'll drown!" exclamation-(re)marked Misty. "Alex Mahone is a big meanie. We're supposed to use our pokemon for Good not Bad."

Ash felt betrayed by Pikachu's betrayal. He turned away with a sulky huff and crossed his ars across his chest. "Well I'm not going to help."

Misty ran toward the water. "Staryu! I choose you!"

Staryu popped out of its poke-ball and landed in the water.

"Brock!" she said. "Help me!"

But Brock wasn't paying attention to Misty. He was distracted by a black man who had suddenly appeared beside Lincoln. "Jesus Christ!"

"Brock, stop swearing and help me save Pikachu and those grown ups!"

"No, seriously, Misty, it's Jesus Christ!"

Jesus had come down from Heaven and was standing over Lincoln

TO BE CONTINUED!

Will Misty and Staryu save Michael, Sara and Sucre? What does the Son of God want with Lincoln? Will my story be reported again?

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