StormingtheWB4

I really hope you enjoy this part, and laugh a little. Again, sorry so late! Enjoy!


Discliamer- All these people own themselves. I'm just borrowing them. And Pokemon is owned by rich people with cool cars, and I am nether rich, nor do I have a cool car. Don't sue.


Storming the WB
By Pikashan61


I still can't believe they pulled it off. Ivyduck said, staring at the the little TV with a grin. Zero twirled a bite of noodles in his Cup-O-Noodles around his spork. Now, we just have to hope that they don't make fools of themselves. Ivyduck laughed. PikaPi84 walked by with a glance at the TV, and did a double take. The two boys looked away from each other to PikaPi84. He winced. Um...are CBM and Bethieeblue dancing on the newsdesk? Ivyduck and Zero whirled around to see that they, indeed, were doing the can-can on the newsdesk. Ivyduck blinked a couple of times, while Zero put his head in his hands. PikaPi84 laughed. Leave it to those two to make our hostile takeover a little more interesting...

Meanwhile, in the studio...
Now, after that stirring dance number, we're here to bring you a pioneer in the entertainment industry. Our two camera people present to you...The Spork Show!

Back in the parking lot...
They did NOT just say the spork show... Ivyduck said in disbelief. The camera was suddenly on something that looked like a shoebox with two little play-dough chairs in it. Two sporks with smiling faces into the and turned to the camera...

Back in the studio...
Hi! I'm Steph the Spork! And I'm Shannon the Spork! Welcome to the Spork Show! Today's subject...Why sporks are the superior utensil! We aren't just things that you get at KFC to eat your coleslaw... Or Taco Bell to eat your taco salad... We are the superior utensil! I mean, what else would you trust when you eat Chunky Soup? There is no spoon...only a spork!

Meanwhile, at the White House in Washington DC...
What happened to the National Saxophone Championships? Why are the spork people here? Has this TV station gone mad? Mr. Clinton stared at the TV, while on it... This hostile takeover is brought to you by AAML. Do you believe? And by... DANGIT! ARTI! SAM! LEAVE THAT PILE OF WIRES ALONE! Do you hear me? MistyMaiden, could you handle those two over there? President Clinton thought for a moment. Hostile takeover? TERRORISTS! These spork people could be a threat to national security! I better call the Pentagon...

In the Pentagon...
DINO!!!!! You dumb dinosaur! The secretary of defense laughed. Ho ho...those Flinstones... Suddenly, the red phone on his desk......get ready.....this is really BIG!.... irang/i. Why, it's the red phone that no one know's the number to except the president. I wonder who it could be? As you can tell, the secretary of defense isn't exactly the brightest crayon in the government box (makes ya feel better, don't it?).
Hello? Skip, this is the president. The secretary of defense straightened.
Mr. President! Nice to talk to you! So, what do you need blown up? I get to blow something up, don't I? Right?
The president chuckled a good-natured chuckle. No no, not this time. But you do get to break out the tanks! We got some terrorists to take care of.
Wow! Really!? Do you want to come along and help, Sir?
Why, yes, I think I will. Do you mind if I bring Al? You know, with the presidential election comin' up and all. He could use the practice.
The more the merrier. Onward to LA!

Meanwhile, in the parking lot of the WB studios...
Ben's Haunter had been doing a pretty good job at keeping a barrier around the parking lot. Since nothing was really attacking them, he found it easy, so easy that he could hover and sleep while still protecting them. Meanwhile, the one opening (used mainly for trips to the gas station. They kept running out of Chee-tos...) was being guarded by Ashley Ketchem, Vapor, and Vapor's Vaporeon. They found that it was the most dull job out of all of them, and had taken to playing, I Spy. Needless to say, they were bored out of their minds. I spy, with my little eye, something... blue! Vapor sighed. Ashley yawned, and answered, Vaporeon nodded. That's right! Now you get to do it! Vapor rolled her eyes. Oh boy...

In the Control Room...
Please?!!! Come on, we've been stuck in this stupid studio for 3 days now! MistyMaiden slipped the Misty's Song music video tape into the player for yet another showing, while trying to shake off Arti and Sam. Gawd, you guys are such pains! Look at all the other pokemon! They're trying to help us! Look at Artie! He's been standing there, holding that monitor up for 4 hours now! If I didn't know better, I'd think he was dead! Sam rolled his eyes, I'm sure ithat/i would be a real shame. Arti snickered, and turned back to MistyMaiden. Please MM? It'll be like a surveillance flight! Sam joined in. Mystic walked in, cables hanging all over her. What do the two clowns want now? Sam crossed his arms as if disgusted at the treatment he was receiving. We don't get the respect we deserve around here. Blaze yelled in from the editing room, If you did, you would treated like dirt. You're lucky you two are such good Pokemon under pressure, otherwise... Mystic cut in. ...we'd be playing tennis with your pokeballs. MistyMaiden laughed. You two can go, but mess anything up and Pikashan will come in here and lay the smackdown on you with her spork. Arti grinned. Thanks MM! He gave her a quick peck on the cheek before Sam jumped on his back and they were off, flying out a open window. MistyMaiden shook her head. They're quite a pair. Mystic smiled. I'm just glad I don't have to deal with that every day.

In the air, outside...
Finally! Jeez, I thought we would be in there forever. Sam nodded his blue head. No kidding. I was getting bored. Arti suddenly was on alert. Do you see that, Sam? Sam squinted. It looks like a parade of green cars. Why? Arti frowned. They look like they're heading toward the bubble. What do you say we go check it out? Sam shrugged. Fine by me. As Arti flapped closer, the green blurs began to take shape... HOLY CRAP! THEY'RE TANKS!!!!! Sam looked at them wide-eyed. You don't suppose... they're gonna try and hurt our... our... In his nervousness, Sam muttered the first pokeword he had spoken in a long time. ...squirtle squirts? Arti gulped. I... I don't know. We... we've got to get back and tell them! With that, he did a massive, less-then-graceful U-turn back toward the studios.

In a Pokeshipper home...
She keeps switching locations! STOP THAT RIGHT NOW PIKASHAN! No. *sticks out her tongue* Buck up! It makes the story more AND NOW, BACK TO THIS VERY SERIOUS SCENE OF THE STORY!

Back in the studios...
So, Fushigi Yugi, or Tenchi Muyo? Persian4Ever asked Nizbul. Before he could answer, the startling figure of Sam holding onto Arti for dear life raced passed them, running at top speed to the filming room...

In the filming room...
If you're just tuning in... said Bethieeblue, ...Cutebabymew and I were just about to sing you all a little song. Cutebabymew grinned. Alright! Now listen, as we sing this stirring rendition of Muskrat Love'..... Arti and Sam thankfully interrupted just in time (it is my opinion that no one in the world should ever, iever/i be subjected to someone singing Muskrat Love. Same with the song, My Way. Now that you know, back to this, again, very serious part of the story!) The both slid in front of the cameras and began yelling TANKS! TANKS! which, when combined with H20 Angel yelling CBM and Bethieeblue yelling, WHAT'S GOING ON? and Pikashan61 yelling, made a sound kinda like the mating call of the ostrich. That helped tell the poor people on TV duty jack diddly. Once the whole crew was able to calm down though, the two pokemon were able to deliver the message to the entire nation, including the pokeshippers on duty. Tanks, big ones, coming stright toward the bubble! You guys gotta do something! These people mean buisness! And for god's sake, WAKE UP HAUNTER!

Down by the opening...
I spy, with my little eye, something... green. Vaporeon said with a smile. Ashley yawned. I don't know. Vapor tried to keep herself awake. Maybe those tanks over there? It took about 5 seconds before...

To be continued...
Only two parts left, as we come into the final showdown! Mail any comments or late flames to me at the good ol' address. Pokeshippers Rule!