Once Upon a Time : Chapter 4
Disclaimer : I don't dis Lost, I don't claim Lost. Well, maybe I dis Lost a little. Whatever.
Go for it!! Charlie!!! Charlie uses Quick Attack! A critical hit! Pikachu uses Pathetic Slap! It's super effective! Charlie fainted! Charlie whited out!
Just then, everything changed.
Seconds later, Charlie awoke from his stupor inside of a Pokemon Center! He exited the shiny white and red building and reemerged into the jungle to see Sawyer running to and fro.
"Hey! Sawyer! Whaaaaaaaaat are you doing???!!" Charlie screamed with his mouth agape as he spoke.
"Nothing. Go away." Sawyer replied, not even looking up from the piece of paper he was looking at.
"What's that piece of paper?!!? It looks like something that's so dumb." Charlie scoffed with his arms folded.
"It's a piece of paper. No, it isn't dumb. Just get out of here, or I'll make you."
"ARE YOU ASKING FOR A CHALLEEEEEEEEENGE??!! DOUBLE D-"
"Forget it. You can stay for all I care."
"So is that paper like a love letter or something?!"
"No, it's a hate letter. For the man that killed my parents."
"You should chase him down, then offer him a challenge. Or maybe some light fighting."
"I can't find him. I've been looking all over for my whole life. But when I find him, I'm gonna kill 'im, then I'm gonna give this letter to him, and he'll read it."
"But…if you kill him, he won't be able to read anymore. You should give him the letter first!! Anyway, you shouldn't be all pathetic like some kind of baby."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, you don't need to carry that letter around with you everywhere. I travel light, in case I need to fight or something. I only carry my wallet, my school ID, my bazooka, my beam sword, my space blaster, my utility belt, a picture of my mother, and a spare pair of underwear."
"Yeah. Me too. I suppose I can't afford to carry any more."
"Yeah. You should just throw it out. Or eat it."
"Okay. I shall release myself from the bondage of my memories with the power of fire!" Sawyer exclaimed, excited about the freedom that he will soon find. He took the lighter that he still carries around (even though he doesn't even have any cigarettes), and BURNiNATED the letter with all of his might. Trogdor strikes again!
"Good job!" Stinko--uh…Charlie said. "Oh wait! What I came here for! I need you to give me a story I need! And maybe a challenge!!"
"Uh…why don't you just tell him a fairy tale?"
"Good idea!"
"And uh…thanks for the advice. I feel like a better person."
"You ARE a better person!"
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"Once upon a time, there was a squad of three archeologists in the jungle. They were out in an adventure to search the Mayan/Aztec temple of Yuawleverrebuddee for-"
"Did you just make that name up?"
"Yeah…shut up, kid. They were in Yuawleverrebuddee in search for ancient treasure of Mayan/Aztec history. Inside of the temple, they found something greater than they ever imagined. They found the legendary Monkey's Paw tm. They couldn't believe their wonderful luck. The Monkey's Paw tm gives its possessor an unlimited supply of wishes. The first archeologist, in his great greed and fear of competition, wished that the other explorers would disappear. Immediately he regretted what he did. He wished them back, but they were angry at him, and stole the Monkey's Paw tm and left without him. The two left the temple and camped out in the jungle. It was just them two and the Monkey's Paw tm. Both of them wanted to own it for themselves. So in the middle of the night, the second archeologist sneaked out and took the Monkey's Paw tm and began to run away. But the third archeologist had drugged him. Thirdie took the Monkey's Paw tm from the second archeologist and used the Monkey's Paw tm's Monkey's Paw tm powers to make the second archeologist disappear. He was the last archeologist left. Thirdie immediately began to wish greedily. He wished for 1,000,000 bars of gold. Immediately the bars of gold began to surround him. Good, right? No. A native savage tribe of terrifying people of doom who are probably cannibals sprung from the jungle and took all of the gold. The NSTOTPODWAPC imprisoned Thirdie in a pit, but left the Monkey's Paw tm with him, because they didn't know he had it. Thirdie looked at the Monkey's Paw tm in thought. It seemed like every wish he made, things got worse for him. It seemed like the bigger the wish, the worse the results. But could every wish really make things worse? Thirdie made his decision. He used the Monkey's Paw tm to wish away from the NSTOTPODWAPC for good, and did what he thought was insignificant. He just wished himself to a Driveshaft concert. What could possibly happen?"
"Oh, oh, I know this one!"
"Okay, shut up. Anyway, it was the concert when we were all high-" Charlie looked at Aaron. Should he really use this content? "Uh…we were stoned—drunk…uh…stupid. Yeah, that's it. We were stupid. So we decided that this concert, instead of throwing CDs, picks, drumsticks, Reeses Peanut Butter Cups, or our clothes out into the audience, we would throw our actual instruments into the audience. So when the time came, I threw my bass out into the audience in the auditorium. But what I forgot is that I should unplug it first. The amplifier was violently pulled off the stage with my bass, and sparks flew from it. The sparks set the fans on fire, and the smoke from the fire started the ceiling sprinklers. The water from the ceiling sprinklers caused the electrical equipment to malfunction, which caused them to explode. All of the fans died that day, including Thirdie. The end. The moral of the story is that people don't know what they want." Charlie said with a wide grin.
(A/n : This is the song, that goes in the author's note. This is the author's note, so here's the author's note song. When you review this fanfic, you can't go wrong, so, hey, hey, hey-hey, hey, hey hey hey!)