A/N: One particular Tuskbourne family member is back in this chapter.

Chapter 4: The Distinctly Average Evil Mewtwo of the Christmas Future

After taking a long while to get to the exit of the studio building, much to Brian's boredom, he and Mewtwo now found themselves in a cemetery. "This studio was built here? This is so not an ideal place to take a lifelong rest," Brian commented.

"The studio is no longer here," Mewtwo said telepathically with a hint of seriousness in reply.

Brian looked behind him and found that the building was no longer there, much to his surprise. "Well then… where are we? Or when are we?" he asked looking back towards the psychic type.

"I used my powers to travel us here into the future."

"You sure mention your usage of powers a lot," Brian said as he continued following him.

Soon, they came across a grave with a tombstone that the words 'Bill Fireman'. They both stopped to observe the grave before Mewtwo gave Brian a cold glare. "Not a tear from your eye," Mewtwo said in disgust. "How can you be so cold to a man who called you a friend?"

"If you want tears, I'll be back in a little while with a bottle of mineral water," Brian said sarcastically. "With droplets of them placed on my face."

"You're despicable."

"And your Daffy Duck impression is pretty horrible."

"Do you know how he first came into your life?"

"Let's see… I first met him at the door of my house. He told me that he forgotten where he lived. I… no, wait, Tony did some researching and some interrogation. After we found out where he lived… it turned out that he had been evicted because he kept on calling the landlord Dave instead of Terry. I had to allow Bill to stay under my roof… until that 'Happy Bad Day!' story when I thought up of an old folk's home he could stay in. Darn good thing too, he keeps eating away my peanuts."

"That's one small thing compared to what you have done to him. On more than one occasion, you've manipulative his mind. One time, you tricked Bill into talking to a mirror version of himself, you then sent a fake jury duty letter along with a letter that said that one of his favourite teddies had to be taken away. And just recently, before Celebi was helping you see the error of your ways, you had Bill thinking that the vase was you. All the things you have done seemed endless."

Silence came between them, with Brian still staring at the grave. "Good times," he said finally.

"Allow me to show you how he died," Mewtwo said as he placed his paw on top Brian's forehead, glowing energetically blue.

The next thing Brian knew was that he was floating inside a large dome like room, above a number of audience members alongside Mewtwo. "This is the place of your so-called friend's death place," he said.

Brian looked around and saw two men sleeping in one of the boxes of the opera due to the boredom of the show. One of them appeared held a close resemblance to Brian, only older, while the other held a resemblance to Bill. "Right, I can see where this is going," the present Brian mumbled while pretending to think.

Soon, the show finished and the audience members stood up, giving the actors and actresses on stage a standing ovation making the future Brian stir in his sleep until he woke up. "Hey, I think the show's over, Bill," he said, patting Bill on the shoulder.

There's no movement from Bill. With a puzzled look on his face, the future Brian stood up. He shook him by the shoulders but there was still no movement. "You must be a deep sleeper," he mumbled. He then quickly took out a marker pen out of his pocket and let out a small chortle.

The present Brian showed a look of surprise after seeing the future version of himself drawing various scribbles on the old man's face. "I would be actually doing that?" he asked himself. He let out a small giggle. "That's pretty."

"That was before you were told he was dead… and you still had no emotion," Mewtwo said. He glowed vigorously, blinding Brian momentarily while he protected his eyes from the blindness.

He found himself in the cemetary, still with Mewtwo. "Come, let me show you your grave," Mewtwo said as he began walking away.

"My grave?" Brian said bitterly. "Forget it. You and the other pokemon have been wasting my time throughout this whole adventure, so…" He suddenly felt a hand tapping him on the shoulder. Perplexed, he turned around to who it was and it turned out that the person had a familiar red and black painted face. It was a face so horrible that it made Brian startle.

"You have been shouting, you have been bad," the goblin sang in a monstrous voice. "You better watch out, I'm telling you why… Boogeyman's comin'… to getcha!!"

"Mewtwo! Wait for me!" Brian cried running away from the Boogeyman.

It didn't take long for Brian and Mewtwo to reach their destination. There was a funeral going on as a vicar, a Tyranitar and a Pichu stood around a grave and a tombstone. "Hardly surprising there," Brian said with a small frown. He always knew that he would gain enough friends who would have the heart to visit him at his funeral. "I predict that I wouldn't have any kids of my own, let alone grandkids. How would I die?"

In response, Mewtwo placed his paw on Brian's forehead again while glowing vigorously. This time, they teleported somewhere in a street, floating in the dark night sky. They looked down and saw the future Brian walking down a street, in a sulky mood as the present Brian normally was.

"Hey! Brian!" a woman's voice yelled, catching everyone's attention. They all turned towards a young woman in casual clothing looking down on the future Brian from her house. "You suck!!"

"That's the woman your future self had criticised for her singing," Mewtwo said.

"I'm not surprised," the present Brian replied.

The woman chucked the can towards the future Brian but missed as he ducked out of the way. He quickly stood up. "Haha! You missed me," he cried mockingly before the woman threw a big pile of cans at him, burying him alive.

"Why wouldn't I see that coming?" the present Brian asked.

"You haven't died yet," Mewtwo said. "Keep looking."

As they looked on, the future Brian managed to knock away the cans that crowded all over him but still felt dizzy. He accidentally bumped into a wooden lamppost and the lamp with the metallic shade fell and crashed on his head. After letting out a painful groan, he stumbled backwards while taking the shade off... only to see the pole falling on top of him, crushing him like a bug.

The present Brian shut his eyes tightly looked away with a hurt look on his face. He quickly opened his eyes, finding himself back on the cemetery along with Mewtwo. "Well, not an ideal way to die," Brian said.

"I sense that you do not fear death," Mewtwo said, which Brian agreed to. "But you do have some of the things you fear of... embarrassment and humiliation."

"Oh, don't bother showing me those," Brian said feeling annoyed, with a small hint of plea in his voice.

Despite that, Mewtwo placed his paw on his head again. "Brian... this is your immediate future," Mewtwo said before he flashed a glowing light.

After the flash, Brian found himself inside an audition. He looked around and saw four people sitting in an audition room. One of them was his future self. He was sitting as one of the judges of the panel alongside three other people, Bill Fireman, Maggie Tuskbourne, and Jack Michaels, much to his dismay.

A young man walked into the room dressed in some casual clothing until he got to the centre of room. To the judges, he was one of the contestants wanting to become a singer. "Hiya, Muk bag," Maggie joyfully.

"Ee-he! Check your bad self, sha'mone!" Jack said in his trademark voice.

"Au revoir," Bill said casually.

"Hello," the contestant replied nervously.

"Your name is..." Brian said looking through the documents. "Fizzy, yes?"

Fizzy nodded.

"Why are you here?" Brian asked, not bothered with the hellos.

"I believe that I am one of most talented people here today."

"What are you going to sing?"

"I'm going to sing 'Hit Me Baby One More Time' by Trinity Lance."

Brian's eyes showed shock and dismay and was about to warn Fizzy about the song but it was too late. Fizzy began dancing to the song in a ridiculous way, at least in Brian's mind as he folded his arms in an annoyed manner. Not to mention that Fizzy was singing off-key since he started.

Having enough, Brian held his hand up to stop him singing. "Fizzy... you were flat," he said disappointedly. "You came in here thinking you're like a champagne drink yet you're more like a cheap supermarket wine."

"Ee-he! Everyone knows I'm a bad, I'm bad, dat's right," Jack said enthusiastically. "But you're the bad man here, sha'mone."

"What?" Brian thought to himself in disbelief.

"Your dancing makes you invincible, sha'mone! I'm more than loving to put you through the next round."

"Oh, jeez."

"I agree with Brian!" Bill said. Still in disbelief, Brian placed his hands on his face while shaking his head. "Brian is a talent genius. He once sang… no, wait, rapped 'Gettin' Jiggy With It' by Bill Lith in his underwear."

Unbeknownst to the judges, a figure dressed in trench coat and hat was hiding in the shadows writing things down on his notepad. "Bill, that was Tony," Brian said. After hearing that, the man tossed away his notepad seeing nothing interesting in it.

"You know what I think?" Maggie started before she started getting seriously angry. "I think you look like a right (BOWZER!)ing (STEWIE!)! Hit you one more time!? I'll (CHANSEY!)ing hit you one more time! You're dancing's all (KATIEKITTEN)ed up!!"

"Yes, a woman who has common sense," Brian thought happily to himself.

"…But you do have an AMAZING voice," Maggie continued, now being calm and passionate. Brian slammed his head on the table, hoping that he was dreaming all of this.

The contestant was through to the next round, despite Brian's choice. "Where did all the sane people go?" Brian sobbed with his head still on the table.

After that flashback, Brian had a dull look on his face. "This is because of all this Christmas stuff, right?" he asked.

"If you continue with your negative ways about Christmas," Mewtwo said. "The producers know that you can't stand insanity and stupidity... people do like to see the annoyed look on your face."

Brian looked back where Jerry, Tony and the priest were standing, where his future grave was placed. "Now, even though Brian had been tremendously successful in his life's ambition to be a great fanfic writer... he wasn't a great man or anything," the priest as he placed away his bible. "Tony and Jerry, do you have anything to say?"

"Nah," they both replied simply.

Brian's eyes and mouth widened with shock and disgust as the trio walked away. "That's gratitude for you," he said. "I've allowed them to eat some of my ginger nuts as well."

Mewtwo looked at him suspiciously. "It's a packet of biscuits," Brian said. He then felt a gentle tap on his shoulder. Curious, he turned around seeing the Boogeyman again. "Look, this is not funny anymore," Brian barked in an annoyed fashion.

With one hand, the Boogeyman grabbed Brian by the collar of his shirt, looking insanely at him in his frightened eyes while Mewtwo turned his back and walked away. "Mewtwo! A little help here!" Brian said.

"A new task will be set for you," Mewtwo said still walking away. "Now… farewell."

"I'm da Boogeyman!" the Boogeyman yelled as he placed his other hand in his trouser pocket. "And I'm comin'… to getcha!" he continued as he pulled a bunch of worms out of it. He then proceeded to shove them down Brian's mouth before releasing him.

Brian spat the worms out of his mouth, staggering away with dizziness after accidentally tasting the foulness of the worms. As he was spitting them out, he accidentally stumbled onto the edge of the grave and fell in. He let out a loud and long scream as he fell into the bottomless pit…

Until suddenly, he woke up. He found himself in his room dressed in his pyjamas with a surprised look on his face. He suddenly felt a throbbing pain inside his brain and began to rub his head. "Dang it. Need an aspirin," he mumbled to himself. He spotted a small piece of paper and picked it up. He noticed a few words written on it and started reading.

"Brian," Brian said reading the note aloud. "You must change the error of your ways, for everyone sees you as a man who never thought of others and you are never happy. This Christmas, and for the rest of your life, you must now become a kind-hearted man if you want to have your future changed. Signed, Mewtwo."

Brian looked at the note one more time before throwing the letter away. "Baloney," he said to himself. He looked in front of him again and saw small worm slithering up towards him. Brian let out a loud scream of fear before running out of the room, not knowing that the worm was actually Jerry's pet.
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