"Happy birthday, May!" exclaimed C-3PO at about six o'clock in the morning. He and R2-D2 were staying at her place in Petalburg because Squirtle was very fond of them. May and Max's parents didn't mind, in fact, they rather enjoyed the presences of the two droids. C-3PO was a cleaning expert and R2-D2 was a great battle strategist, which helped both adults.

"Good morning, See-Threepio!" chirped May. She sprung out of bed like a Pop-Tart™ springs out of a toaster. She quickly dressed in her normal outfit, the one that you see in all the games and on TV and such.

"Good morning, dear!" said Caroline cheerily. "I hope you and your friends can handle yourselves at your birthday party today while your father is at the gym and I am going to visit my aunt in Mossdeep City."

"Don't worry, Mom!" exclaimed May happily, munching on the previously mentioned Pop-Tart. "Don't worry, between the author and See-Threepio, I'm sure we'll be perfectly fine!"

"Do not worry, Mistress Caroline. I'm sure that I will be quite sufficient to watch over these children," said C-3PO. Oh, and I am not?

"Do not be offended Mistress…erm…"

Jules, you can call me Jules.

"…Mistress Jules. I only meant that you're younger than May and Drew…"

And the first surprise guest; don't forget about her!

"And the first surprise guest. You are also much younger than Ash, Misty, Brock, Gary, John, Mumble, Billy Bob Joe, Esteban, and Sara. So you see my point?"

Yes, C-3PO, I see your point. I sighed. What does an authoress have to do today to make others realize it is I controlling their actions, and if they are polite to me, I will try to make the partygoers behave?

"Sorry, Mistress Jules," said C-3PO. "I cannot remember that it is you who controls what we do."

Back to the main plot, C-3PO, R2-D2, John (my personal assistant), and I went around decorating the backyard with balloons, posters, banners, and crêpe paper. We also set up a large picnic table, covered with streamers and a tablecloth, as well as a smaller table in the corner for presents and a Piñata shaped like R2-D2. All of a sudden, John fell and sprained his wrist. Because of my author powers, he was okay, but he couldn't DJ for the occasion because I made him wear his bandaged arm in a sling to make sure. Unfortunately, there was nobody else willing the place of him except for me (which is very unfortunate, because I stink at singing and I can't drive to get John's special DJ machine).

"Oh no," moaned John. "Of all days to sprain my wrist, it had to be today!"

"Yes, John, I know I sing horribly," I replied. "You might get a break, though, if I can manage to find Baser somewhere…"

"Beep, beep be-bo beep," beeped R2-D2. (Translation: Hope is lost. We're doomed.) It was 11:00 AM when the first guests, Mumble, Billy Bob Joe, and Esteban arrived together.

"Howdy, y'all!" greeted Billy Bob Joe, wearing lavender short-shorts and a white t-shirt with six stains that read, "I Have One Stain On This Shirt With Every Birthday Party I've Been To".

"Bonjour, y'all!" I replied with enthusiasm.

"Hello… zee sky… iz perple!" exclaimed Esteban with his Argentinean accent, wearing lime-green overalls, hot pink socks, a highlighter-yellow t-shirt that read in purple highlighter, "This Shirt Used To Be White Before I Got Bored And Went Highlighter-Crazy In Math Class", and Darth-Vader style purple shades.

"Good day, would you like to buy or rent a poorly-built, un-environmentally friendly, but still stylish Girl Scout Hummer?" asked Mumble, wearing a blue Hummer t-shirt, a pair of green Hummer shorts, Hummer sunglasses, a Hummer necklace, Hummer socks, and Hummer sneakers (he was also wearing Hummer underwear, but you can't see those). "They're just like most girls, less substance and more style."

"No thanks," I answered. "I'm a Girl Scout myself, and those cars are probably so awful, our troop would never sell them! Even if they are the cheapest cars on the market to receive at first, they'll drive your banking account and the oil wells dry with all the gas they take up! And you yourself said they were poorly built, which makes them accident prone!"

"I quite agree with you," said Mumble. Suddenly, my cell phone rang. I picked it up.

"What?" I exclaimed into the phone. It was our Girl Scout Troop leader. "We're selling Hummers…? Why…? Wow, you must be really desperate to do that… okay… bye."

"Who waz that?" asked Esteban.

"It was our troop leader. It turns out, we're selling Hummers after all because we have very little troop funds," I muttered darkly. It was then the next set of guests arrived, consisting of Ash, Brock, Misty, and Gary (who all came from Kanto).

"Petalburg isn't a color!" exclaimed Ash triumphantly.

"Ash, you dolt! Of course Petalburg isn't a color!" screamed Misty. "All the towns in Hoenn are named after plants!"

"They are?" asked Ash stupidly.

"Of course they are!" yelled Misty. "Truebark, Petalburg, Lilycove, Mossdeep, and Littleroot!"

Brock shook his head and said, "Hello, we wish May a happy birthday, even if those two lovebirds are too busy arguing to do it."

"WE'RE NOT LOVEBIRDS!!!" exclaimed Ash and Misty at the same time at the top of their lungs.

Gary looked up from his book, turned to me, and stated, "Hubellubo, ubauthubor. Ubi ubam trubyubing ubout thubis nubew lubanguubage. Ubit ubis cuballubed Ububbubi Dububbubi. Ubi ubam jubust grubaspubing ubit ubat thube mubomubent." (Translation: Hello, author. I am trying out this new language. It is called Ubbi Dubbi. I am just grasping it at the moment.)

I merely replied, "Hubellubo tubo yubou, tuboo, Gubaruby! Ubit ubis nubice tubo knubow subomebuboduby whubo cuban ubactubuuballuby cubarruby ubon uban ubintubellubigubent cubonvubersubatiubon ubin Ububbubi Dububbubi. Hubave yubou crubossubed Ububbubi Dububbubi uband Frubench yubet? Bubonjubour!" (Translation: Hello to you, too, Gary! It is nice to know somebody who can actually carry on an intelligent conversation in Ubbi Dubbi. Have you crossed Ubbi Dubbi and French yet? Bonjour!)

Gary shouted uncharacteristically, "Ubat lubast! Ubanubothuber ZUbOoMuber! C'mubon uband ZUBOOM, ZUBOOM, ZUbOoMuba-ZUbOoM!" (Translation: At last! Another ZOOMer! C'mon and ZOOM, ZOOM, ZOOMa-ZOOM!)

As the quartet left the room for the backyard, Sara and Rose from Pokémon Plays Putt-Putt and Pep's Balloon-O-Rama came in, and following them were a bickering Dawn and Paul.

"Yeah? Well, butter is made from Miltank fat, not cheese!" exclaimed Paul.

"They're both made from Miltank milk!" screamed Dawn. "I bet my Piplup could fly, run, swim, and video game circles around your Chimchar!"

"Yeah right!" retorted Paul angrily. "I bet that my Chimchar would only lose because of type disadvantage!"

"A strong Pokémon prevails even with a type disadvantage!" yelled Dawn. "I challenge you to a battle!"

"Please, no," I groaned. "We already had one bickering couple in here, we don't need two. Besides, can't the battle wait until after the party? Where's the Ibuprofen when you need it?"

I shoved them to the backyard before they could comprehend what I meant. Drew and the two mystery guests appeared at the doorstep with a car that looked similar to Putt-Putt. May popped up behind me.

"Hi, Drew! Who are the people you have with you?" asked May.

Drew gestured to the girl on his left who wore exactly the same thing he did in the same colors, except that instead of pants, she wore a skirt and had the same hair style, only with two thin braids hanging out the back and said, "This is my twin sister Joan. Her real name is spelled J-E-H-A-N-N-E, but nobody can pronounce it except for her; not even our parents."

"It's pronounced Zhahn," stated Joan, shaking May's hand. "Pleased to meet you."

Drew gestured to the girl to his right who was wearing a purple sleeveless vest on top of a lavender collared shirt, round, Harry-Potter style glasses and a dark purple skirt and had her hair hanging loose and wavy, then said, "This is our little sister, Rei. Her real name is Reanne and everybody back at home can pronounce it. She's a little shy, though."

"Hi," said Rei. As they walked in, another person popped up.

"Harley!?" exclaimed May and I at the same time. "What are you doing here!?"

"Hello, hon!" exclaimed Harley shrilly. "When I heard it was your birthday today, May darlin', I just had to come here, so I followed Drew!"

Rei suddenly popped up behind us and shrieked, "Oh my gosh, it's the Harley! Harley, will you autograph my Cacturne's Pokéball? Harley! Could I wash your shoes? Oh Harley, I'm not worthy enough to be in your presence!" Then, she sighed and fainted.

Harley was seriously creeped out. He ran into the backyard.

Once he got there, he screamed, "Drew! Your sister's my fan girl and it's creeping me out!"

"So what?" replied Drew. "You creep me out, so it's only fair my sister creeps you out."

Now, on the large table in the backyard there was cake, pie, Fruit Lightsabers, Jedi Knight Energy Pops, cookies, cheese, and crackers. There was also candy, Alien Ooze Soda, and Queen Amidala's Favorite Fruit Punch. The small table was overflowing with presents. I also saw the Piñata was up and that C-3PO and R2-D2 had set up a grill. Did I mention the entire party was Star Wars themed? There were Star Wars banners, Star Wars cakes, Star Wars tablecloths, Star Wars plates, and Star Wars napkins, Star Wars goodie bags, which contained Star Wars stickers, Star Wars candy, a Star Wars Yo-Yo, a miniature lightsaber and a bunch of other things. My personal favorite was the thumb wrestlers, shaped like Darth Vader and Obi-Wan battling. Because I am in charge of the whole thing, I made little medals that went for the following categories: Best Yoda Impression, Best Darth Vader Impression, Most Enthusiastic Dancer, Most Infectious Giggler, and Loudest Laugher.

So Ash began singing the tune to The Berenstain Bears, "SOMEWHERE DEEP IN BEAR COUNTRY
LIVES THE BERENSTAIN BEAR FAMILY
THEY'RE KIND OF FURRY AROUND THE TORSO
THEY'RE A LOT LIKE PEOPLE, ONLY MORE SO

THE BEAR FACT IS THAT
THEY'RE JUST LIKE YOU AND ME
THE ONLY DIFFERENCE
IS THEY LIVE IN A TREE

THE BERENSTAIN BEARS

WHEN THINGS GO WRONG AS THINGS MIGHT DO
THE BERENSTAIN BEARS WILL FIND A WAY THROUGH
MOMMA, POPPA ,SISTER AND BROTHER
WILL ALWAYS BE THERE FOR EACH OTHER

THE BEAR FACT IS THAT
THEY CAN BE SWEET AS HONEY
SOMETIMES YOU'LL FIND
THEY MIGHT BE JUST PLAIN FUNNY

THE BERENSTAIN BEARS
THE BERENSTAIN BEARS"

That's QUITE ENOUGH ASH!!!!!!!!!!!! The party continued and everybody ate hot dogs, hamburgers, and Alien Face Pizzas. For dessert, everyone had cake, pie, and Yoda's Special Ice-Cream Sundaes. Before they ate the cake, May blew out all the candles and we sung Happy Birthday with me playing on violin. The notes were: D-D-E-D-G-F#--D-D-E-D-A-G--D-D-B-A-G-G-F-E--G-G-F-D-E-D. Afterwards, everybody danced to my poor singing and cheese songs with their hands over their ears. Baser did eventually get here, but he sung as badly as I did (or maybe even worse). Baser also got Caitlin to come, and she was the only half-decent singing anybody heard, but she was really bad too. Then it was time to open presents. May got an adorable Vulpix from Ash, an autographed cookbook entitled "Fifty Easy Meals On The Road by Brock Slate" from Brock, a Swablu from Max, a "Putt-Putt and Pep's Balloon-O-Rama Platinum Edition" from Sara, a Pajama Sam game from Rose, a book on Ubbi Dubbi from Gary, a scrapbook from Dawn, and a birthday card that played music from Paul. She also got a fishing lure from Misty, a bound book containing all my stories with a CD from me, some cooking utensils from Joan, some train accessories for her train, Percy the Small Engine, from Rei, a first-aid kit and a sewing kit from John, and a Cacturne costume from Harley.

"Uh… thanks for the costume?" asked May shakily, slightly afraid of it. In addition, May received real Jedi cloaks from C-3PO, from R2-D2, a Build Your Own Droid™, a conductor's outfit from Esteban, cowboy boots from Billy Bob Joe, and a Hummer (non-rental, $20) from Mumble. That meant only one person had to give a gift: Drew. He gave her a toy Putt-Putt and a bouquet of roses. Suddenly, Drew's Roselia popped out of its Pokéball.

"Happy birthday, May!" exclaimed Roselia. "Here is your gift; a replica version of my bat, complete with toy Budews!"

May thanked the Thorn POKéMON and then all the guests left. Before Drew did, he kissed May on the cheek.

The End

Bonus, the guest list:

May , the birthday girl

Ash

Misty

Brock

Max

C-3PO

R2-D2

The author, Jules, me

Drew

Joan, OC, Drew's twin sister

Rei, OC, Drew's little sister

Sara, OC, part of "Pokémon plays…"

Rose, OC, see above

Gary

Dawn

John, OC, MC, DJ, announcer guy, works at Hummer/Humongous Entertainment Contests

Mumble, OC, penguin, see above

Billy Bob Joe, penguin stationmaster

Esteban, OC, penguin conductor, dark-side supporter

Harley, crashed the party