Author's note: this has been a very VERY bad week for me.sigh.oh well. I
don't own pokemon, nor do I own any other characters not created by me. Ok?
Now let's get on with the story!
Eskimo Jolteon Episode 36:
A Short, silly Brain-dead fan-fic by Lccorp2. Copyright Lccorp2 2002. ^_^
Narrator (me that is): picture the pokemon world in your head.
Narrator: now focus in a bit in a place above Johto, a place that is always frozen.
Narrator: now focus in on a medium-sized igloo near the sea.
Narrator: STOP!!! ^_^.
(Camera zooms into igloo. It is nighttime. We see Jolteon, Umbreon and Flareon sipping berry juice.)
Jolteon: where's that guy?
Umbreon: yeah, he said he would be here to film another episode.
Flareon: guess we can go on drinking.
Jolteon: why not? (Polishes off last of berry juice.)
Umbreon: I wonder why Espeon and Vaporeon were so in a rush to get going on their honeymoon.
Jolteon: well, you can't blame them.
Narrator: meanwhile.
(The scene changes and we see me in my were form struggling in a blizzard.)
Narrator: great. I wonder why I'm doing this in this weather. That's it. I'm waiting this one out. (Ducks behind a snow mound)
(The wind howls on)
Narrator: (feeling itch) great. Stupid fleas. (Scratches. Something falls off.)
Thing: (in little squeaky voice) Aaa! Don't squish me!
Narrator: huh? (Produces magnifying glass and looks. It turns out to be TCL)
TCL: (in little squeaky voice) it's me! TCL! Don't you recognize me?
Narrator: TCL? What are you doing in this shape?
TCL: I've been like this ever since I ate those Milanos you gave me!
Narrator: oh.why were you on me?
TCL: I was trying to get your attention!
Narrator: okay.the effects should be wearing off soon.
TCL: that's good! (Pops back to her normal size)
Narrator: see?
(Two hours later. We see Jolteon, Flareon and Umbreon still sitting around. TCL and I walk in through the door)
Jolteon: you're finally here.
Flareon: yeah, what's this episode about?
Narrator: well, since you all have been working so hard, I thought it would be appropriate to give you all a holiday to.Cookie Mountain! (Produces a poster. On it there is a picture of a large mountain made out of lightly baked cookie dough, with two bridges and a lake.)
TCL: (drooling) COOKIES.(tries to snatch the picture from me)
Narrator: (swatting her with paw) back! It is only a picture!
TCL: (disappointedly) oh.
Jolteon: seems like a nice place.
Umbreon: when can we set off?
Narrator: why, now, of course.
Flareon: great! Let's go pack up!
(The three of them run off)
Narrator: some time later.
(The scene changes and we see Jolteon, Flareon and Umbreon with their luggage)
Jolteon: we'd like to book a flight for.
Receptionist: we don't do inter-game flights. You'll have to go there by coach. (Points)
Umbreon: great.
(They run off)
Narrator: and so.
(The scene changes and we see Jolteon, Flareon and Umbreon at a bus depot.)
Flareon: three tickets to Cookie Mountain, please.
Guy behind counter: (Taking money) that'll do nicely. It's a 12-hour ride. Enjoy.
Jolteon: 12 HOURS?!
Guy: well, it is a distance to there.
Umbreon: the inefficiency of our transport system.
Jolteon: oh well. Let's go.
(They walk around until they find their bus, board, and get seated.)
Flareon: this is gonna be a looonnnggg wait.
Narrator: not very far away.
(The camera moves to the first-class section of the bus. We see me, TCL and C9Y sitting down.)
TCL: (still drooling) Cookie.Mountain.
C9Y: has she been like that all day?
Narrator: ever since I said 'Cookie Mountain'.
C9Y: (passing bag of cookies to TCL) here, let these shut you up for a while.
(TCL starts munching the cookies)
Narrator: so, what are you going to do for the 12-hour ride?
C9Y: hug my collection of Morty plushies! (Gets one out and huggles it tightly)
Narrator: 0_o guess I'll play my GBA then. (Pulls it out and starts playing)
(4 hours later. The scene changes back to our heroes)
Jolteon: all right, how about this one: if a Japanese man holds a sword, what is he called?
Flareon: a samurai.
Jolteon: and if an English man holds a sword, what is he called?
Umbreon: a knight.
Jolteon: and if Ash Ketchum holds a sword, what is he called?
Flareon and Umbreon: um.
Jolteon: a bloody mess!
Umbreon: that wasn't so funny.
Jolteon: look, we're running out of jokes.
Flareon: and things to do.
Umbreon: hey, anyone up for another game of 'I spy'?
Jolteon: um.no.
Narrator: meanwhile.
(The scene changes back to the authors.)
Narrator: oh no! My batteries have gone flat!
C9Y: and I've hugged all my Morty plushies 3 times!
TCL: (finishing off cookies and starting to drool again) cookie.mountain.
Narrator: have you got any more cookies?
C9Y: no.
Narrator: someone get a bucket in here!
C9Y: (putting bucket under TCL's head) there.
Narrator: that's better.
(8 hours later. We see our heroes, all fast asleep. It is daytime outside.)
Jolteon: snore.
Flareon: snore.
Umbreon: snore.
Driver: Cookie Mountain! Everyone who's getting off get off!
Jolteon: wha.(blinks)
Driver: I said, EVERYONE WHO'S GETTING OFF GET OFF!
Jolteon: all right, no need to be nasty. (Wakes Flareon and Umbreon up)
(The three of them make their way down amid a crowd of pokemon tourists.)
Flareon: (looking at the light brown mountain on the other side) that looks yummy.
Umbreon: (holding up map) all right, according to this, there's a bridge nearby.
Jolteon: what are we waiting for?
(They rush off)
(The scene changes to a bridge made out of cheese, broken in two. Our heroes arrive on the scene.)
Umbreon: hello, what's this?
Flareon: (reading sign) The cheese bridge is out. Some stupid freak went and carved a hunk out of it one night. Please use the butter bridge not far away.
Jolteon: (remembering Tracey's giant wheel of cheese) um.
(The camera follows them as they walk on and finally arrive at the butter bridge)
Umbreon: (reading sign) bridge weight limit: 100 lbs. If anything exceeding this weight limit is put on the bridge, it will sink through the butter and fall into the soda lake. Cross at your own risk.
Jolteon: none of us weigh more than 100 pounds, do we?
Flareon: nope.
(They walk across the bridge)
Narrator: meanwhile.
(The scene changes back to the authors standing by the butter bridge.)
Narrator: hey, TCL's bucket is full!
C9Y: at least she won't be needing it much longer. (Points to Cookie Mountain)
TCL: cookies! (Flies over in a blur and starts attacking the mountain)
C9Y: come on, let's go. (Starts to walk over the bridge)
Narrator: hey, but there's a weight limit notice.
C9Y: who cares? (Continues walking, but starts to sink into the soft butter) oh dear. (Falls with a splash into the soda lake below.)
Narrator: I told you so.
C9Y: how would you feel if you just fell into a lake of Mountain Dew?
Narrator: come on, let me take the luggage across and pull you up, then we can set up camp and look for TCL.
C9Y: seems good to me. Hurry up, the Mountain Dew's freezing!
Narrator: meanwhile.
(The scene changes back to our heroes. They are at the camping grounds.)
Flareon: that's odd. I don't see any tents.
Umbreon: (pointing to some holes) I think we're supposed to eat it out.
Jolteon: well,-(foot hits something) what's this? (Picks it up. It appears to be an egg of some sort.)
(Cracks start forming across the eggshell. The shell cracks open to reveal.)
Narrator: Pyrovulpix?
Pyrovulpix: (to Jolteon) hey thanks dude! I thought I would be trapped in that dinosaur forever! (Walks off)
Umbreon: 0_o
Jolteon: that was weird.
Flareon: come on, let's get started. (Scoops out a pawful of cookie and munches on it. Our other two heroes do the same.)
Jolteon: (chewing happily) chocolate chip! My favorite!
Narrator: and so ends another episode of Eskimo Jolteon, except for-
(The scene changes back to me and C9Y. We wander around, looking for TCL.)
Me: TCL!
C9Y: where are you!
(A groan comes out from behind a cliff. We run over and find TCL, bloated.)
C9Y: oh dear.
TCL: I feel sick.
Narrator: how much of the mountain did you eat?
TCL: I dunno, maybe a quarter.
Narrator: that would explain it.
C9Y: won't the mountain run out?
Narrator: nah, it'll regenerate by tomorrow.
TCL: I think I'm gonna barf.
Narrator: oh, dear mew, DON'T! PLEASE!
C9Y: so, what do we do with her?
Narrator: well, since she's too heavy to fly or be pushed, I guess we'll have to leave her here until she digests the cookies.
C9Y: good idea.
(We walk away)
TCL: no!!!! Don't leave me here!!!!!
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Eskimo Jolteon Episode 36:
A Short, silly Brain-dead fan-fic by Lccorp2. Copyright Lccorp2 2002. ^_^
Narrator (me that is): picture the pokemon world in your head.
Narrator: now focus in a bit in a place above Johto, a place that is always frozen.
Narrator: now focus in on a medium-sized igloo near the sea.
Narrator: STOP!!! ^_^.
(Camera zooms into igloo. It is nighttime. We see Jolteon, Umbreon and Flareon sipping berry juice.)
Jolteon: where's that guy?
Umbreon: yeah, he said he would be here to film another episode.
Flareon: guess we can go on drinking.
Jolteon: why not? (Polishes off last of berry juice.)
Umbreon: I wonder why Espeon and Vaporeon were so in a rush to get going on their honeymoon.
Jolteon: well, you can't blame them.
Narrator: meanwhile.
(The scene changes and we see me in my were form struggling in a blizzard.)
Narrator: great. I wonder why I'm doing this in this weather. That's it. I'm waiting this one out. (Ducks behind a snow mound)
(The wind howls on)
Narrator: (feeling itch) great. Stupid fleas. (Scratches. Something falls off.)
Thing: (in little squeaky voice) Aaa! Don't squish me!
Narrator: huh? (Produces magnifying glass and looks. It turns out to be TCL)
TCL: (in little squeaky voice) it's me! TCL! Don't you recognize me?
Narrator: TCL? What are you doing in this shape?
TCL: I've been like this ever since I ate those Milanos you gave me!
Narrator: oh.why were you on me?
TCL: I was trying to get your attention!
Narrator: okay.the effects should be wearing off soon.
TCL: that's good! (Pops back to her normal size)
Narrator: see?
(Two hours later. We see Jolteon, Flareon and Umbreon still sitting around. TCL and I walk in through the door)
Jolteon: you're finally here.
Flareon: yeah, what's this episode about?
Narrator: well, since you all have been working so hard, I thought it would be appropriate to give you all a holiday to.Cookie Mountain! (Produces a poster. On it there is a picture of a large mountain made out of lightly baked cookie dough, with two bridges and a lake.)
TCL: (drooling) COOKIES.(tries to snatch the picture from me)
Narrator: (swatting her with paw) back! It is only a picture!
TCL: (disappointedly) oh.
Jolteon: seems like a nice place.
Umbreon: when can we set off?
Narrator: why, now, of course.
Flareon: great! Let's go pack up!
(The three of them run off)
Narrator: some time later.
(The scene changes and we see Jolteon, Flareon and Umbreon with their luggage)
Jolteon: we'd like to book a flight for.
Receptionist: we don't do inter-game flights. You'll have to go there by coach. (Points)
Umbreon: great.
(They run off)
Narrator: and so.
(The scene changes and we see Jolteon, Flareon and Umbreon at a bus depot.)
Flareon: three tickets to Cookie Mountain, please.
Guy behind counter: (Taking money) that'll do nicely. It's a 12-hour ride. Enjoy.
Jolteon: 12 HOURS?!
Guy: well, it is a distance to there.
Umbreon: the inefficiency of our transport system.
Jolteon: oh well. Let's go.
(They walk around until they find their bus, board, and get seated.)
Flareon: this is gonna be a looonnnggg wait.
Narrator: not very far away.
(The camera moves to the first-class section of the bus. We see me, TCL and C9Y sitting down.)
TCL: (still drooling) Cookie.Mountain.
C9Y: has she been like that all day?
Narrator: ever since I said 'Cookie Mountain'.
C9Y: (passing bag of cookies to TCL) here, let these shut you up for a while.
(TCL starts munching the cookies)
Narrator: so, what are you going to do for the 12-hour ride?
C9Y: hug my collection of Morty plushies! (Gets one out and huggles it tightly)
Narrator: 0_o guess I'll play my GBA then. (Pulls it out and starts playing)
(4 hours later. The scene changes back to our heroes)
Jolteon: all right, how about this one: if a Japanese man holds a sword, what is he called?
Flareon: a samurai.
Jolteon: and if an English man holds a sword, what is he called?
Umbreon: a knight.
Jolteon: and if Ash Ketchum holds a sword, what is he called?
Flareon and Umbreon: um.
Jolteon: a bloody mess!
Umbreon: that wasn't so funny.
Jolteon: look, we're running out of jokes.
Flareon: and things to do.
Umbreon: hey, anyone up for another game of 'I spy'?
Jolteon: um.no.
Narrator: meanwhile.
(The scene changes back to the authors.)
Narrator: oh no! My batteries have gone flat!
C9Y: and I've hugged all my Morty plushies 3 times!
TCL: (finishing off cookies and starting to drool again) cookie.mountain.
Narrator: have you got any more cookies?
C9Y: no.
Narrator: someone get a bucket in here!
C9Y: (putting bucket under TCL's head) there.
Narrator: that's better.
(8 hours later. We see our heroes, all fast asleep. It is daytime outside.)
Jolteon: snore.
Flareon: snore.
Umbreon: snore.
Driver: Cookie Mountain! Everyone who's getting off get off!
Jolteon: wha.(blinks)
Driver: I said, EVERYONE WHO'S GETTING OFF GET OFF!
Jolteon: all right, no need to be nasty. (Wakes Flareon and Umbreon up)
(The three of them make their way down amid a crowd of pokemon tourists.)
Flareon: (looking at the light brown mountain on the other side) that looks yummy.
Umbreon: (holding up map) all right, according to this, there's a bridge nearby.
Jolteon: what are we waiting for?
(They rush off)
(The scene changes to a bridge made out of cheese, broken in two. Our heroes arrive on the scene.)
Umbreon: hello, what's this?
Flareon: (reading sign) The cheese bridge is out. Some stupid freak went and carved a hunk out of it one night. Please use the butter bridge not far away.
Jolteon: (remembering Tracey's giant wheel of cheese) um.
(The camera follows them as they walk on and finally arrive at the butter bridge)
Umbreon: (reading sign) bridge weight limit: 100 lbs. If anything exceeding this weight limit is put on the bridge, it will sink through the butter and fall into the soda lake. Cross at your own risk.
Jolteon: none of us weigh more than 100 pounds, do we?
Flareon: nope.
(They walk across the bridge)
Narrator: meanwhile.
(The scene changes back to the authors standing by the butter bridge.)
Narrator: hey, TCL's bucket is full!
C9Y: at least she won't be needing it much longer. (Points to Cookie Mountain)
TCL: cookies! (Flies over in a blur and starts attacking the mountain)
C9Y: come on, let's go. (Starts to walk over the bridge)
Narrator: hey, but there's a weight limit notice.
C9Y: who cares? (Continues walking, but starts to sink into the soft butter) oh dear. (Falls with a splash into the soda lake below.)
Narrator: I told you so.
C9Y: how would you feel if you just fell into a lake of Mountain Dew?
Narrator: come on, let me take the luggage across and pull you up, then we can set up camp and look for TCL.
C9Y: seems good to me. Hurry up, the Mountain Dew's freezing!
Narrator: meanwhile.
(The scene changes back to our heroes. They are at the camping grounds.)
Flareon: that's odd. I don't see any tents.
Umbreon: (pointing to some holes) I think we're supposed to eat it out.
Jolteon: well,-(foot hits something) what's this? (Picks it up. It appears to be an egg of some sort.)
(Cracks start forming across the eggshell. The shell cracks open to reveal.)
Narrator: Pyrovulpix?
Pyrovulpix: (to Jolteon) hey thanks dude! I thought I would be trapped in that dinosaur forever! (Walks off)
Umbreon: 0_o
Jolteon: that was weird.
Flareon: come on, let's get started. (Scoops out a pawful of cookie and munches on it. Our other two heroes do the same.)
Jolteon: (chewing happily) chocolate chip! My favorite!
Narrator: and so ends another episode of Eskimo Jolteon, except for-
(The scene changes back to me and C9Y. We wander around, looking for TCL.)
Me: TCL!
C9Y: where are you!
(A groan comes out from behind a cliff. We run over and find TCL, bloated.)
C9Y: oh dear.
TCL: I feel sick.
Narrator: how much of the mountain did you eat?
TCL: I dunno, maybe a quarter.
Narrator: that would explain it.
C9Y: won't the mountain run out?
Narrator: nah, it'll regenerate by tomorrow.
TCL: I think I'm gonna barf.
Narrator: oh, dear mew, DON'T! PLEASE!
C9Y: so, what do we do with her?
Narrator: well, since she's too heavy to fly or be pushed, I guess we'll have to leave her here until she digests the cookies.
C9Y: good idea.
(We walk away)
TCL: no!!!! Don't leave me here!!!!!
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