This is a story based upon everybody's favorite moron, Pee Wee Herman, and his adventures.
Pee Wee Herman's Pokémon Adventure
Chapter 1
"Erm, how old are you again?" asked a forgetful old man called Professor Oak.
"Forty-eight," another man answered.
"Forty-eight! Why, you're much too old for Pokémon. I'm sorry, Pee Wee, but I can't give you a Pokémon," Oak apologized.
"No, you heard me wrong, I said fourteen!" the now established Pee Wee Herman lied.
"Oh? I'm sorry. All right, here you go, pick a Pokémon," the retarded professor said. Pee Wee Herman (a.k.a. Pee Wee) let out all three of the Pokémon, sighing.
"None of these Pokey mans are right for me." He then broke out in a fit of manic laughter.
"Well… they're the only three I have…" Professor Oak sweatdropped, grabbing the empty Pokeballs.
"Can I see how they are outside?" Pee Wee asked with a glint in his eye.
"Sure. Just out front," Oak answered. The two walked to the front yard of the lab and Pee Wee released the Pokémon from their balls.
"Look, Professor Evergreen—"
"That's Oak."
"—Professor Acorn, there's Team Sockit stealing Pokémon from your lab!"
"Huh!" the professor yelped, turning around.
"Run free, Pokey mans! Run FREE!" Pee Wee screamed, waving his arms about. The three starters looked up at him and blasted a beam of fire, water, and jagged leaves simultaneously. Together, the attacks burned him alive, drenched him completely, and tore at his bare flesh.
"Okey-dokey, let's go!" Pee Wee screamed, seizing all of the Pokémon in his arms and running away.
"I don't see any Team Locket…" Professor Oak said in dismay, scratching his head and turning around. "Herman! What are you doing with my Pokémon!" Alas, the black-haired moron in his stupid attire didn't hear him, so Professor Oak chased him and landed a dropkick right on the gut.
"Ouch! A boo-boo!" Pee Wee shrieked, clutching his abdomen.
"That's what you get. Now get away from my property; git!" the Professor ordered, returning the three dazed Pokémon to their respective balls.
"Balls is a funny word," Pee Wee commented, "but I like them anyway!" Immediately, Professor Oak smashed a leg into his side and sent the Hermanator (Pee Wee) flying.
There was silence as the professor tried to calm down.
"Who was that, professor?" a voice to his right asked.
"Oh, Ash! That was just a trainer… he wanted to be my aide, to see the children getting their first Pokémon, but I said no so he asked to be a trainer instead. I let him choose from three Pokémon, but he tried stealing them all so I had to take care of him myself," Oak remarked, clapping his hands proudly. Remembering the events that just happened, he gasped as he hunched over, grabbing his upper theigh.
"You didn't break your hip again," Ash smirked, "did you?"
"Of course not," Oak laughed, nervously lifting his arm from his leg as an unrecognizable pain shot through the limb.
"Sure…" Ash mumbled. When Oak turned around to pick up his Pokeballs, Ash kicked him in his side before running off, snickering madly as headed for Viridian City.
