This is a minific inspired by one of my reviewers, asking for another pokemon giving Ash some problems. This one is short, not really as funny, and not really planned. Most of it focuses on Ash, but Charizard gives him some problems in places. I will write something more detailed later on, when I finish brainstorming and some of my Pikachu ideas are gone. You will not have to read this chapter, and can choose to skip over it.
Brock will return with more tips later on.
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon.
(Part II and a Half: Turkey Day Special) Written by Brock Stone.
I've decided to take a short intermission between pokemon tips, in order to recap an amusing anecdote, which I've acquired recently. I figured that it would fit in with Thanksgiving. See, Ash was busy getting ready for the meal...
Ash nearly crashed into the bushes from the weight in his arms. He struggled to keep from falling, and kicked open the door with a muddy sneaker. He tripped into the house, dropping the giant frozen bird onto the table with a thud, and leaned against the wooden structure.
"Wow. That is one big bird!" The trainer's eyes settled upon the counter, where his mom had left the cookbook open to the correct page on preparing a turkey. He stepped over to it, picked it up, and began reading.
Ash's mom had picked up the new book for people with problems cooking, inspired by his run-in with food poisoning, and hinted upon by Misty.
"A Moron's Guide to Thanksgiving Turkey, by Gob L. This looks simple. Step one: remove the turkey from the plastic wrapper."
Ash tried using his fingers to tear off the plastic label, then tried using his teeth. Finally it dawned on him to use a pair of scissors to cut the turkey out of the plastic.
Let me re-stress the fact that Ash is not the smartest Wooper in the pond, so to speak. It takes at least five minutes for his brain to process things sometimes.
"Please note that the turkey should have been left out to thaw first. An absolute monkey would know that. Oh great." Ash looked at the huge bird that sat, still frozen, on the table. "Now what?" Ash's eyes drifted outside, where the children next door were holding a mock pokemon battle.
This gave Ash an idea.
"Charizard, I choose you!" Out in the backyard, Ash stood with the turkey skewered on a broom handle, while his pokemon yawned and stood up. "Hey buddy! Can I ask you to do me a little favor and defrost this turkey for me?"
Charizard looked at the speared bird with one eye, then considered Ash thoughtfully. This might mean a little turkey for him if he complied nicely.
But then...
BWOOSH!
...There was always the pleasure in setting his trainer on fire, along with defrosting the turkey.
"AGGGGGHHHHH!" The fire lizard's lips twitched upwards as he watched his trainer run around in circles, the bird held upwards, as the boy's clothes burned in the meantime. Charizard lay down on the ground and yawned. He enjoyed doing this.
Ash still hadn't learned to not rely on his Charizard to do anything willingly. Misty suggested a hero-worshipping set-up, to encourage Charizard to be good for a change. That's as likely as stopping the rain.
Fifteen minutes later, the singed trainer entered the house and set his defrosted turkey on the table. He picked up the book again and moved on.
"Step two: Remove the guts from the inside of the turkey, and throw them out." The trainer looked down at the bird corpse, which seemingly mocked him with its stillness. He stuck a hand into its slightly cold depths, revolted by the squishy feeling. "You have got to be kidding me."
He threw handful after handful on the counter, and sighed with relief when it was completed. He had no intention of ever doing something like that ever again. Ash washed off his hands, dismayed when there was still stuff under his nails.
Yes, Ash does hate to get stuff under his nails. He whines about it all the time.
He read the book again. "Mix together small, torn up pieces of bread, small celery pieces, small onion pieces, and turkey seasoning in a bowl."
Ash did this, much happier knowing that he wouldn't have to touch any more turkey innards. "Then put this mix inside the turkey. What!"
Ash glared at the bird. "I hope you're happy! I'm going to enjoy eating you." Then he stuffed the turkey.
He's also slightly insane without his yearly Thanksgiving feast.
"Preheat the oven to the recommended temperature, and place the turkey in a pan. Then put the pan with the turkey inside the oven."
Ash walked over to the oven, and pressed the button that would signal the oven to turn on. Nothing happened. He tried again. Still nothing. He looked over at the bird, stuffed and sitting in a pan, which was still mocking him.
"Don't think you've won yet, turkey." Ash glared. "I still intend to cook and eat you."
Then Ash got another idea. Sure, the last time he used Charizard, he ended up burned. But this time would be different.
Charizard was still lying in the backyard when Ash approached him. The giant lizard opened one eye when his trainer approached.
"Charizard, please, PLEASE, I'm begging you. Please cook the turkey with your Flamethrower so that it's done and cooked to perfection!" Ash groveled, something which he normally didn't do.
Charizard stood up, and blasted both the boy and the turkey with a nice long Flamethrower attack. Groveling and two chances to burn Ash to a crisp? The turkey god really outdid himself this time. Charizard watched with interest as the youth ran around his backyard, screaming as his clothes burned. The fire lizard picked up the fully cooked and nicely barbequed turkey and took a bite. Yep, he was the luckiest pokemon in the world at the moment.
Ash had run for about a minute longer, before remembering the stop, drop, and roll thing recommended by the fire department. He had just put the fire out when his mom and Pikachu returned from shopping, only to find that the turkey had been eaten. Ash was grounded, and charged for another turkey.
(End)
Thanks go to all the reviewers who have sent their feedback to this fic. If you take part in the yearly tradition, Happy Thanksgiving! If not...then Brock's tips will return in the next installment.
