In answer to Mr. Panda: I don't really understand the question. He used Charmander because Pikachu refused to fight with Pichu, it being Pikachu's younger self.

Well then? Who is Elderflower? You won't find out, until you read this. And it'll be a month until you do...

Elderflower's Deathmatch

Disclaimer: IdonotownPokémon.

"You want me to heal your Pokémon?"
"Yes please." The man shifted uneasily on his feet. "Do you think you could hurry up?"
"Excuse me, but we are going as quickly as possible," snapped Nurse Joy at the man. "You were being most impolite."
"Sorry," said the man, rolling his eyes. He stepped backwards as Joy turned around, and muttered under his breath, "I just wanted you to hurry up." As he hopped from foot to foot, one of his legs went through the floor.
"Ow...what's this?" There was a piece of wood underneath the tiles. "Let's see this..."

"Push the flower into the slot."
"I can't! The lasers keep burning my fingers!"
"Let me do it." Ad snatched the flowery Pass Badge from Ash, and stuffed it into the slot. It snapped.
"Now look what you've done!" said Ash, as he peered inside the slot.
"It still works," said Ad indignantly, and stepped into the teleporter. The rest of the crew followed.

"Ash...acsh...ASCHOO! Oh dear – the only downside of having five rooms is that they get terribly dust-ust-ust-ACHOO! Oh goodness...WHAT ON EARTH IS THAT?"
And so saying, Ad, Ash, Misty, May and Brock came tumbling from the ceiling.
"Ow..."
"Sorry. I was installing a solar panel along with the teleporter. I must have got them mixed up." The old man in an apron extended the hand that was not holding the feather duster. "Elderflower."
"Hello. I'm Ash Ketchum, this is Misty, this is Brock, here's May, and this chap I think you've met before is Ad."
Elderflower hesitated. "If Ad's here, then I guess you must want to fight me. Hang on, I've just been doing the dusting." The man took off his apron to reveal a brown dressing gown and slippers.
"The first room's clean. I'll clean the others while you clear them."
"What the huge frilly knickers are you blathering on about?" asked Ash.
"Sorry. I never explained it properly." Elderflower waved his arm at the door. "You can take one Pokémon with you. There's a Pokémon in each room. You have to knock at least four out. No items. I'll be cleaning the second room. Bye!" Elderflower disappeared.

"What will you use?" asked Brock.
"Bit obvious isn't it? Pikachu," remarked Ash.
"OK. What do I do with the rest?"
"Put them in that safe, I suppose," said Misty, gesturing to a safe, which had conveniently appeared.
"I guess so. I hope no-one breaks in cough Team Rocket cough Trig cough cough."
Misty sweatdropped, and said: "Why bother coughing?" while Brock took out an emergency flask of cough medicine. Ash dropped the PokéBalls in the safe, and the group entered the room.

"Where's the Pokémon?"
"You're right, Ash. All I can see are two blue pillars holding up the ceiling."
Misty sweatdropped. "You idiots! Look up!"
Ash shifted his gaze upwards.
"Ah! A giant Jumpluff!"
Ad put his wingtip on his mouth. "Why is it so big?"
At that moment, Todd came in, looking rather embarrassed. "Sorry. Super Shrink!" Todd ran off, and the Jumpluff reverted to normal size.
"Pikachu, go!" The 'yella fella' jumped forwards, and rammed into Jumpluff. Some spores were dislodged, and fluttered down onto Pikachu. It froze.
"Those must have been Stun Spores!" cried Misty. "Do something, Ash!"
"I can't," said Ash helplessly as Jumpluff floundered towards Pikachu. The blue Pokémon sat on Pikachu, and in an instant, Pikachu leapt up. Jumpluff smashed into the ground, and spores flew everywhere.
"Oh no!" said Misty as a group of spores hit her. "Wait, I'm not paralysed."
"They aren't Stun Spores! Pikachu was just pretending. C'mon." Ash opened the door.

Elderflower looked up and said something, souding like "H--y g-uce--ly!", most of which was drowned out by the noise of the vacuum cleaner. He switched it off.
"Sorry. Here already? I haven't finished cleaning yet." Elderflower peered into the room they had just left. Spores were flying about and settling on all the furniture and carpets. In the middle was a spinny-eyed Jumpluff.
"Oh, and I'd just dusted that as well. Never mind. I'll skip this; I doubt it'll matter how clean it is before you fight, it's clearing the mess afterwards that counts. I'll be cleaning the last room. That's far too messy to battle in." Elderflower swung the door open, then, as an afterthought, tossed a PokéBall in. A Snorlax appeared.

"Snorlax. This Pokémon only does two things: eat and sleep. Many trainers catch one, but hardly any keep them, because they cost millions to feed."
"Who asked you?" retorted Misty, shoving the Adderdex into Ad's wing pocket.
"Pikachu, use Thunder!" The bolt of lightning came down, and slammed Snorlax in the belly. It itched a bit. Snorlax scratched itself as Ash sweatdropped.
"It's so fat it's almost impossible to hurt. Try ramming it, Pikachu!" Pikachu slammed into Snorlax's stomach, and bounced rather unceremoniously off.
"Hmm...maybe I can use that to my advantage. Pikachu, ram it really hard!" Sighing, Pikachu crashed into Snorlax again. But this time, it zinged back into the wall, and binged off into Snorlax's head. Snorlax tumbled over backwards, and fell, cracking the plastering, which sprinkled down.

In the final room, Elderflower stared at the CCTV.
"The mess, the meeessssss!"

"Next room. This isn't too hard..." Ash shoved open the door, which promptly slammed shut in Ad's face. Rather annoyed, Ad opened the door to find a Golem. Pikachu was jolting it, and doing nothing.
"I'll have to call out Squirtle," said Ash, and groped for an invisible PokéBall. A thought bubble appeared saying 'FLASHBACK'. It played Ash dropping the PokéBalls in the safe.
"Damn..." said Ash as Misty popped the bubble with a long pin.

"Pikachu! Use Tackle!" Pikachu leapt into Golem, who was knocked backwards, but wobbled back to its feet.
"Unghh...Use Take Down!" Pikachu crashed into Golem, who flew backwards. Simultaneously, Pikachu flew back into the wall. Golem rolled downwards, and cascaded towards Pikachu. Pikachu looked up, frozen with fear, as Golem crushed it. Ash gasped, and Golem steamrollered over Pikachu. Suddenly, Golem was catapulted into the air. The crew watched as Pikachu popped out of its hole in the floor. Golem crashed into the floor in front.
"Alright! You did it!"
Ash carried Pikachu into the next room.

"Pikachu is weak...it can't go on much longer."
"Thank God this is the last room." Misty looked worried. The room was covered in cobwebs. Misty shivered, and Elderflower came forward.
"Here already? I really must get one of those Super-Cleansers I see advertised every now and then. I'll be conducting this battle with you. Here's your opponent – s. Go!"

The two Pokémon burst out of their ball, and were met with an immediate "Awwwwww..." from Misty and May.
"Plusle plus plu?"
The blue rodent Pokémon shrugged. "Mini min minum."
"Plusle, Minum, use Double Team!"
Plusle and Minum grabbed each other by the wrist and span around. Pikachu aimed a blast, and fired. The bolt hit the ground with a crack, and Pikachu squinted from the glare. Plusle and Minum were behind him. No – to the left. No – to the right. Pikachu went all spinny-eyed and Plusle and Minum stopped. They rushed towards him.
"They're using Take Down!" cried Brock.
The Pokémon collided, and were thrown outwards by the force. Pikachu slid down a corner. It looked dizzily around. Two figures of Plusle; two of Minum. Pikachu drunkly staggered over, and used Thunder Punch on the figure of Minum. It missed, and hit the hazier figure of the Plusles. Pikachu opened its eyes as Plusle lay on the floor. Minum was pointing at the body. Plusle got up, and attempted to use Charm, but failed because Pikachu saw that internally, it was confused, and confusion isn't charming. Pikachu closed its eyes and used Thunder Wave. Plusle's body stiffened and I fell over. Pikachu used Thundershock, but before it could release it, Minum leapt in using Slam. Pikachu felt its strength ebbing away, and it gathered all its power together for one last jolt.
"CHUUUUU!"
A Thunder filled the room with a whip crack. Plusle stared at the oncoming beam, and was thrown towards some cobwebs. It got tangled, and fainted. But Minum was strong, and crawled painfully through the storm to the crippled Pikachu. Through the yellow blaze, Pikachu saw a hint of blue, and suddenly Minum's raging face thrust through the Thunder. Pikachu stopped in fear, and Minum used a vengeful Mega Punch. Pikachu collapsed into a cobweb, and lurched forwards. Minum quickly stepped back, and Pikachu collapsed in front. It had fainted.

Chuha-shecka-frecka-whirra...the machines in the PokeCentre worked away.
Chansey poked an apple towards Pikachu.
Slowly, it opened its eyes. A light flashed somewhere, and there was a scream. The door flew open, and Ash, Misty, Brock, Ad, May and Elderflower burst in.
"Pikachu! You're alright!" exclaimed Ash, but Pikachu could detect a note of sadness in his voice. Ash noticed that Pikachu's ears were drooping.
"Don't feel bad. It wasn't your fault."
"Wasn't your fault what?" Elderflower leant into Ash's conversation.
"I think he's sad because he lost the battle," said May quietly.
"But he won! He defeated four Pokémon!"
Pikachu's ears perked up, and his eyes opened. He sat up.
"You never listen, do you?" shrieked Misty, slapping Ash with a handy fan so hard he almost fell onto Pikachu.
"Jumpluff Snorlax Golem Plusle," listed Ad,counting them off on his wing. "That sounds pretty much like four to me."
"I decided to prepare your Badge in advance," said Elderflower, holding out a purple question mark-shaped object. "But if you don't want it..."
"You rat! Of course I want it! Give it here!" Ash swiped his hand at Elderflower, who retracted his.
"Which hand is it in?" he smirked.
"You..."
"Quit your bickering!" cried Misty. Ash and Elderflower turned to her, and shouted in unison, "NO!"

Why was it a question mark? Because I don't know who the next Leader'll be. So tell me. [points downwards] Click the button...just do it...or else...

Ahem. So, in the immortal words of Alan Partridge...

"And on that bombshell, we say..."

GOODNIGHT!