Brian Random
I WAS FROZEN TODAY!!
Comin’ To Getcha! (TR Comedy/Parody One-Shot… with some scary moments)
Comin’ To Getcha! (TR Comedy/Parody One-Shot… with some scary moments)
Rated: U (Warning: Contains some scary moments if you don't like them.)
It was a dark, dark night, just like any other night. Four twerps were sitting around a campfire in a dark forest. One of them had a brown jacket, green jeans, and blue trainers; he also had brown spiky hair and small eyes. That twerp’s name was Brock.
The other twerp had a blue sleeveless jumper over his black t-shirt, blue thick trousers, black and blue trainers and a red and black hat; he had zigzag markings underneath each eye and scruffy black hair. His name was Ash, who was always accompanied by a small yellow rodent Pikachu.
The third twerp was mainly red clothing, with black tight shorts, and white skirt; she had cute blue eyes and brown hair that covered both her ears. Her name was May.
The fourth and youngest twerp was wearing a green shirt, brown shorts and a pair of glasses. His name was Max, May’s little brother.
As they were ready to have dinner that night, a strange whistle was heard coming from the sky, confusing the twerps as they looked up. As the whistling became louder, three figures came into view, getting closer to hitting the ground.
As expected, they crash landed to the ground. Two of them were wearing white and black uniforms while one was wearing nothing at all since he was a pokemon himself. They were none other than Jessie, James and Meowth, agents of Team Rocket, much to the twerps’ surprise.
“And I thought Pikachu was the one that makes them blast off,” Ash said jokingly.
“Prepare for trouble, but not from us,” Jessie said weakly.
“Make it double, can you help feed us?” James said, also feeling weak.
“To protect ourselves from hunger.”
“To stuff ourselves with stuff like a burger.”
“To have something to drink and eat.”
“To get something to recover from our heavy beat.”
“Jessie.”
“James.”
“Team Rocket, desperately needing snacks at the speed of light.”
“Please surrender some food to us now, for my stomach is feeling rather tight.”
“Meowth, that’s right,” Meowth muffled as his face rested on the ground.
“Wobbuffet!” a blue blob yelled, who seemingly appeared out of nowhere. Jessie picked her pokeball out and zapped him back in.
After everyone, including Team Rocket, who were also allowed to rest with them for the night, finished their dinner they sat comfortably around the campfire. “I got an idea you guys,” Brock said. “How about we tell some ghost stories?”
Everyone nodded in agreement and excitement, apart from James. “Er… wait a minute,” he stuttered.
“I’ll go first!” May yelled, interrupting James. “There was once a creature…” she started, sounding evil. “She was cute and cuddly outside, yet cold and relentless on the inside. At night, she sings a lullaby, putting all those around her into deep sleep. Then, she takes her chance… she takes out…”
“A hook!” Max said excitedly, scaring James without knowing.
“A knife!” Ash said, scaring James even more.
“No! A marker pen,” May answered evilly.
“A marker pen?” everyone said in surprise and disbelief.
“Yes, she draws a number of markings on their faces for sleeping through her lullaby. She would then skip away from the slumbering scene, waiting to sing that lullaby to another victim.”
“You’re talking about Jigglypuff, right?” Ash asked in realisation.
“Hey!” May yelled angrily. “I was getting to that part and you’ve ruined it!”
“Well, Jigglypuff can’t be considered as a scary creature,” Max said as he twitched his fingers like they’re speech marks when he said ‘scary creature’.
“She is when she’s carrying that marker pen around,” Ash commented. “It’s a nightmare getting those markings off your face.”
“Okay, my turn,” Brock said.
“Oh no…” James whimpered.
“It’s called… The Bloody… Cemetery…”
James let out a loud scream in fright. “I mean… oh look,” he said, covering what he had just said. “The fire’s going out and there isn’t any firewood left,” he continued as he got up, picking up a lantern. “I’m going to get some more firewood.”
“Jigglypuff!” everyone yelled, taunting him.
“I’m not a Jigglypuff,” James replied nervously. “I’m a vegetarian.”
“Okay, Brock,” Ash said as he and the others got back to listening to Brock’s story. “Go on.”
“It was a dark, dark night,” Brock continued. “Just like tonight.”
While Brock continued with his story, James was walking far away as possible, planning to return to his group and the twerps after they finish their stories. He stopped in the middle of the forest and looked around his surroundings. “This place doesn’t look so bad,” he said to himself nervously.
Suddenly, he heard a light snap behind him. He quickly turned around to see whom it was but no one was there. “Jessie? Meowth? Twerps? Monster? Mommy?” he said, while rapidly looking around, squeaking the last word in fear.
He then noticed the light in the lantern starting to get dimmer until it went out, much to his dismay. The moon was his only light now. He then felt a quick light tap on his shoulder, making him drop the lantern and shook about, quickly dusting his shoulder off in shock. He then came to the realisation that it was a only small twig that landed on his shoulder, which was now on the floor.
He kneeled down to one knee and picked it up, thinking that he may have overreacted over a small thing. He then noticed a shadow right in front of him. “Close your eyes…” the man’s voice said evilly, followed by some evil laughter.
He looked up and saw a huge muscular green goblin with a red skinned head with black markings all over it. He held a long staff with fire at one end; he was also wearing black leather trousers and boots. James quivered with fear as he saw this horrendous and scary figure standing right in front of him. “I’m da Boogeyman!” the goblin yelled. “And I’m comin’ to getcha!”
James became so shocked and scared that even though his brain told him to run like heck depended on, he wasn’t able to as he shook like a leaf. The Boogeyman realised this and lowered his head towards his. “This is the part where you scream and run away,” he whispered simply.
James screamed like a little girl and ran for his life, leaving the Boogeyman to snigger evilly. “The time is coming near, Team Rocket, for you to face your fear,” he sneered, letting some evil snigger.
“Then, the monster jumped out of the closet,” Brock said continuing his story, trying to sound scary. “And said…”
He was suddenly interrupted by James’s screaming as he ran back to them. “The Boogeyman!” James yelled in fright. “There’s a Boogeyman in the woods and he’s coming to get me!”
“James, you can start telling your ghost stories when I finish telling mine,” Brock said, slightly annoyed.
“Yeah, you can’t be rude like dat, James,” Meowth said. “Dat’s my job.”
“For once I’m telling you the truth!” James yelled. “There’s a Boogeyman out there and he’s coming to get me! He’s got this horrendous looking body like a goblin! See the fright in my eyes? Hear the fear in my voice?”
“Are you sure it’s not a reflection?” Jessie asked with a dull look on her face.
“No! He was right over there and…” James suddenly came realisation of what Jessie just said, taking it as though it was an insult. “What do you mean ‘a reflection!?’”
“Okay, okay,” Ash said standing up. “Let’s go and find this guy. Might as well get to him before he gets us.”
“Hey… wait…” James stuttered, not wanting to go back into the woods but his comrades and the twerps got him to take them where he found the Boogeyman.
James took them to the exact spot where he first met the Boogeyman but he was no longer there. “Maybe he went back to sleep under a kid’s bed,” Ash said mockingly.
“Or to play hide and seek in a closet,” Max said, also mocking James while everyone laughed.
“People! This is not a joke!” James yelled angrily.
“Wobbuffet! Wobb!” Jessie’s Wobbuffet croaked loudly.
“I believe ya, Jimmy,” Meowth said, translating for the blue blob. “Even if you’re lying.”
James looked around and saw the following people and pokemon – Meowth, Wobbuffet, the twerp with Pikachu, the four-eyed twerp, the red bandanna twerp, the spiky haired twerp… one person was missing. “Jessie?” James whimpered in fear. “Jessie!”
“I’M COMIN’ TO GET YA!” a voice yelled behind James’s back, scaring him out his wits. James quickly turned around to see his partner in crime, Jessie, laughing at him.
“WOBBUFFET!” Wobbuffet yelled as he leapt and crashed on top of her in reaction while James quickly ran out of the scene in fright until he bumped into a tree, knocking himself out and leaving everyone else dumbfounded.
The next morning, the twerps and the rockets were getting ready to set off on their way out of the forest after a quick breakfast after James told everyone to hurry up with theirs.
“Can we please hurry with the packing too?” James said fearfully. “I want to get away from that crazy Boogeyman as quick as I can.”
“James, for the last time, there was no Boogeyman. It was just your imagination,” Jessie said, getting annoyed while holding a bag of ice on her throbbing head after receiving the Body Slam attack she got from Wobbuffet. Wobbuffets doesn’t usually do attacks like that but this Wobbuffet’s different.
“Sorry about last night, Jessie,” Ash said. “Is the headache going away?”
“Pika pika,” Pikachu squeaked apologetically, riding on Ash’s shoulder.
“A little, kid,” Jessie said.
“Wobbuffet! Wob!” Wobbuffet croaked loudly, which Meowth translated, “Well, at least you slept well.”
“Pika pika pikachu,” Pikachu squeaked, which Meowth translated, “She was unconscious because you hit her with a Body Slam.”
“Wobbuffet! Wob!” Wobbuffet croaked loudly, which Meowth translated, “Well, at least you slept well.”
Jessie became really annoyed as she was about to beat up the stupid blob, but came to the realisation that he might use Counter unexpectedly so she zapped him back inside his pokeball instead, letting a small sigh in the process.
By nightfall that day, they were still in the forest much to everyone’s dismay, especially James’s. “We’ve been walking all day and we’re still in this forest!” James complained. “I want to get away from that Boogeyman as fast as I can!”
“And my ears been hurting all day every time you talk about a guy that doesn’t exist!” May complained back.
“Would a cottage be able to shut you two up?” Brock said feeling annoyed.
“Anything will do, as long as that Boogeyman doesn’t get me!” James yelled.
“And as long as James stays quiet, I’ll be fine too!” May yelled.
“We’re in luck cos we’ve just found one,” Brock said as he pointed at a nearby cottage. It looked quite old and dirty.
When they got near the cottage, James hesitated to get any closer. “Uh… you guys go ahead. I’ll wait here,” he said, still feeling scared after his incident the other night.
“Nah-uh, James!” Jessie said as he walked over to him and pushed him towards the cottage. “You’re coming with us whether you like it or not!”
“Not fair!” James whimpered.
They stopped by the door and James held his fist up as though he was about to knock on the door. After holding that position for a few moments he quickly withdrew his fist and simply said, “Oh well, I guess no one’s home.”
Ash shoved him out of the way and went to press the doorbell. “Twerp! Wait!” James yelled, thinking that it could be a trap but he was too late as Ash pressed the doorbell, which surprisingly played a pleasant musical tune. Still there was no answer.
Pikachu leapt off Ash’s shoulder and gave the door a little push, which opened, surprising everyone that the cottage might’ve be abandoned. Not wanting to spend another night outside in the cold, they walked inside. The first room appeared to look like a kitchen as it had various items used for cooking.
Brock checked to see if the light bulb that was on the ceiling was working. Surprisingly, it did. The cooker was working, surprising Brock even more. “Why would anyone abandon this cottage?” he asked.
Ash checked another door of the room, which appeared to be locked. “Maybe there was a break in or something,” he said.
Everyone kept on guessing various reasons why the place was abandoned, much to James’s despair. “Quiet! Stop guessing!” he yelled, shocking everyone. “Don’t you fools get the reason why this place was really abandoned?”
He quickly grabbed a nearby blanket, wrapped himself up and sat on a wooden bench, next to a wooden dinner table. “I see dead people,” he whispered in a scared manner.
Thunderbolts and lightning were seen and heard from outside while everyone had dull looks on their faces. “Don’t be silly, James. You’ve been watching to many late night horror movies,” Jessie said. “I can tell because you got that scene from some scary movie.”
Before James could reply, a loud knocking was heard from the locked scaring everyone. Then some huge banging was heard from it, forcing James to place the wooden table and benches in front of it and had his back on the wooden furniture to keep someone from coming in.
“Who is it?” Max asked in a dull voice, thinking that James may be overreacting again.
“I’m da Boogeyman!” a familiar voice yelled from behind the door, surprising everyone. They realised that James was telling the truth all along. “And I’m comin’ to getcha!”
“Dah! I told ya!” Meowth screamed in fright.
“No you didn’t!” James yelled as Ash and the others helped James force back the furniture to keep the Boogeyman away.
“Did someone lock the other door?” Ash asked.
Everyone’s eyes widened with shock when Ash asked that question… because no one did. Suddenly, the goblin barged into the other door.
“Aaahh!” James screamed. “The Boogeyman!”
“Here’s Johnny!” the Boogeyman yelled psychotically and nastily while holding up the long staff. The others frightfully screamed while James instinctively picked up a frying pan and slammed it on the Boogeyman’s head, knocking him out.
“Let’s go! Let’s go!” James yelled as everyone hurriedly rushed out of the door.
They got so scared of the Boogeyman that the twerps and Team Rockets split into two directions. Team Rocket got to a pathway, running as fast they could and as far away from the Boogeyman.
They spotted a police van and ran over to it, yelling for some attention. A police officer and a green dinosaur Tyranitar came out of the van.
“Hey! What’s going on here?” the officer said.
“We saw the Boogeyman! We saw the Boogeyman!” the trio yelled frightfully and quickly.
“Alright, calm down. Get into the back of the van, and we can talk about it at the station.”
The Tyranitar and the police officer led them to the back of the van and opened it, revealing a handcuffed man in a robe with a hood that shaded his head, along with a body bag, possibly carrying a lifeless body. Team Rocket became a little bit nervous when they saw him and the bag.
“Don’t worry about him,” the police officer said. “As long as we’re here, you have nothing to fear.”
“Oh… kay,” the Rockets nervously as they got into the van.
Once everyone got into the van, the police officer began driving away in the van. At the back of the van, the man in the robe began chanting quietly in a foreign language, intimidating the Rockets.
“Yami yami yami yama… yami yami yami yama…”
“Don’t let that chanting bother you,” the officer said behind the steel wall of the van, which kept the officers and the others away from each other. They couldn’t see each other either. “It’s not gonna get him anywhere.”
After driving a few distances, the van came to a halt. “There’s a fast food restaurant over there,” the officer said. “Tony and I are gonna pick up a few burgers, we’ll be right back.”
He and Tony the Tyranitar opened the door and then closed them, without even leaving as they had huge smiles on their faces.
After chanting a few times, the man in the robe had the strength to break his handcuffs by pulling them by his wrists, scaring the trio. He then took a small bag out of his pocket. When he opened it, he took a few dusts and sprinkled over the body bag while chanting the same words scaring the Rockets even more.
“Yami yami yami yama… yami yami yami yama…”
Jessie and James couldn’t take anymore as they ran to the door and tried to break the door down, while Meowth kept on staring at the robed man in curiosity. It was no use as Jessie and James sat back down, awaiting their fate.
“Yami yami yami yama…” the man chanted as he continued to sprinkle a few more dusts on the body bag. He then let out an evil laugh as he took off his hood, revealing himself to be the Boogeyman. A raring sound was heard from inside the bag and an activated chainsaw was ripping from the inside, scaring the wits out of the Rockets.
After the ripping stopped, a medium built man holding a chainsaw sat up from the body bag letting out some maniacal roars. He was wearing a striped prisoner outfit and a hockey mask. He had black scruffy hair and wide psychotic eyes. He turned his attention towards the frightened Rockets.
“Outta ma way!” Meowth screamed as he quickly got up and barged the back door open, his two partners quickly followed.
As they ran out of sight, the man in stripes and the Boogeyman walked out of the police van… like normal people.
The man in stripes took off his mask, showing his true identity… Brian Powell. “This ought to get us some hard cash when we give this video to one of those blooper shows,” he said as a murkrow came flying to him with a camera attached to his neck and safely landed on his shoulder. “Isn’t that right, Jerry?”
The Boogeyman, also known as ‘Jerry’ let out an evil snigger in response.
“Yes, I know that you can get the guy to laugh like that, Jerry, but you can come out of that now?” Brian said as he walked over to the Boogeyman and grabbed hold of his head, attempting to take it off but to no avail. “Jerry, press the release button,” he said as he continued to try to pull the head off while the ‘police officer’ and the Tyranitar came out of the front of the van and walked over to him.
“Pichu! Pichu!” a voice squeaked, catching their attention. As they turned to the voice’s attention they saw a little Pichu with a neck collar with a tag signed’ Jerry’ on it running into the scene.
“What are you doing here?” Brian said, slightly annoyed. “Where’s your Boogeyman robot?
“Pichu, pichu,” Jerry squeaked as he did a facial impersonation of James and motioned his paws as though he was hitting something with a foreign weapon. “Pichu, pichu?” Jerry squeaked as he pointed at the mysterious man.
“Wait a minute, if you were there with that broken robot and weren’t not in the van…” Brian said in slightly scared tone as he looked at the scary looking head that he was trying to pull off. “Then… who are…?”
“I’m da Boogeyman!” the REAL Boogeyman yelled. “And I’m comin’ to getcha!”
“Fall out!” Brian yelled in fright as he and his partners ran into different directions, getting away from this mysterious and frightening man.
“No body knows the troubles I’ve seen,” the Boogeyman sang to himself, letting out a small evil chuckle afterwards.
END!
Comin’ To Getcha! (TR Comedy/Parody One-Shot… with some scary moments)
Rated: U (Warning: Contains some scary moments if you don't like them.)
It was a dark, dark night, just like any other night. Four twerps were sitting around a campfire in a dark forest. One of them had a brown jacket, green jeans, and blue trainers; he also had brown spiky hair and small eyes. That twerp’s name was Brock.
The other twerp had a blue sleeveless jumper over his black t-shirt, blue thick trousers, black and blue trainers and a red and black hat; he had zigzag markings underneath each eye and scruffy black hair. His name was Ash, who was always accompanied by a small yellow rodent Pikachu.
The third twerp was mainly red clothing, with black tight shorts, and white skirt; she had cute blue eyes and brown hair that covered both her ears. Her name was May.
The fourth and youngest twerp was wearing a green shirt, brown shorts and a pair of glasses. His name was Max, May’s little brother.
As they were ready to have dinner that night, a strange whistle was heard coming from the sky, confusing the twerps as they looked up. As the whistling became louder, three figures came into view, getting closer to hitting the ground.
As expected, they crash landed to the ground. Two of them were wearing white and black uniforms while one was wearing nothing at all since he was a pokemon himself. They were none other than Jessie, James and Meowth, agents of Team Rocket, much to the twerps’ surprise.
“And I thought Pikachu was the one that makes them blast off,” Ash said jokingly.
“Prepare for trouble, but not from us,” Jessie said weakly.
“Make it double, can you help feed us?” James said, also feeling weak.
“To protect ourselves from hunger.”
“To stuff ourselves with stuff like a burger.”
“To have something to drink and eat.”
“To get something to recover from our heavy beat.”
“Jessie.”
“James.”
“Team Rocket, desperately needing snacks at the speed of light.”
“Please surrender some food to us now, for my stomach is feeling rather tight.”
“Meowth, that’s right,” Meowth muffled as his face rested on the ground.
“Wobbuffet!” a blue blob yelled, who seemingly appeared out of nowhere. Jessie picked her pokeball out and zapped him back in.
After everyone, including Team Rocket, who were also allowed to rest with them for the night, finished their dinner they sat comfortably around the campfire. “I got an idea you guys,” Brock said. “How about we tell some ghost stories?”
Everyone nodded in agreement and excitement, apart from James. “Er… wait a minute,” he stuttered.
“I’ll go first!” May yelled, interrupting James. “There was once a creature…” she started, sounding evil. “She was cute and cuddly outside, yet cold and relentless on the inside. At night, she sings a lullaby, putting all those around her into deep sleep. Then, she takes her chance… she takes out…”
“A hook!” Max said excitedly, scaring James without knowing.
“A knife!” Ash said, scaring James even more.
“No! A marker pen,” May answered evilly.
“A marker pen?” everyone said in surprise and disbelief.
“Yes, she draws a number of markings on their faces for sleeping through her lullaby. She would then skip away from the slumbering scene, waiting to sing that lullaby to another victim.”
“You’re talking about Jigglypuff, right?” Ash asked in realisation.
“Hey!” May yelled angrily. “I was getting to that part and you’ve ruined it!”
“Well, Jigglypuff can’t be considered as a scary creature,” Max said as he twitched his fingers like they’re speech marks when he said ‘scary creature’.
“She is when she’s carrying that marker pen around,” Ash commented. “It’s a nightmare getting those markings off your face.”
“Okay, my turn,” Brock said.
“Oh no…” James whimpered.
“It’s called… The Bloody… Cemetery…”
James let out a loud scream in fright. “I mean… oh look,” he said, covering what he had just said. “The fire’s going out and there isn’t any firewood left,” he continued as he got up, picking up a lantern. “I’m going to get some more firewood.”
“Jigglypuff!” everyone yelled, taunting him.
“I’m not a Jigglypuff,” James replied nervously. “I’m a vegetarian.”
“Okay, Brock,” Ash said as he and the others got back to listening to Brock’s story. “Go on.”
“It was a dark, dark night,” Brock continued. “Just like tonight.”
While Brock continued with his story, James was walking far away as possible, planning to return to his group and the twerps after they finish their stories. He stopped in the middle of the forest and looked around his surroundings. “This place doesn’t look so bad,” he said to himself nervously.
Suddenly, he heard a light snap behind him. He quickly turned around to see whom it was but no one was there. “Jessie? Meowth? Twerps? Monster? Mommy?” he said, while rapidly looking around, squeaking the last word in fear.
He then noticed the light in the lantern starting to get dimmer until it went out, much to his dismay. The moon was his only light now. He then felt a quick light tap on his shoulder, making him drop the lantern and shook about, quickly dusting his shoulder off in shock. He then came to the realisation that it was a only small twig that landed on his shoulder, which was now on the floor.
He kneeled down to one knee and picked it up, thinking that he may have overreacted over a small thing. He then noticed a shadow right in front of him. “Close your eyes…” the man’s voice said evilly, followed by some evil laughter.
He looked up and saw a huge muscular green goblin with a red skinned head with black markings all over it. He held a long staff with fire at one end; he was also wearing black leather trousers and boots. James quivered with fear as he saw this horrendous and scary figure standing right in front of him. “I’m da Boogeyman!” the goblin yelled. “And I’m comin’ to getcha!”
James became so shocked and scared that even though his brain told him to run like heck depended on, he wasn’t able to as he shook like a leaf. The Boogeyman realised this and lowered his head towards his. “This is the part where you scream and run away,” he whispered simply.
James screamed like a little girl and ran for his life, leaving the Boogeyman to snigger evilly. “The time is coming near, Team Rocket, for you to face your fear,” he sneered, letting some evil snigger.
“Then, the monster jumped out of the closet,” Brock said continuing his story, trying to sound scary. “And said…”
He was suddenly interrupted by James’s screaming as he ran back to them. “The Boogeyman!” James yelled in fright. “There’s a Boogeyman in the woods and he’s coming to get me!”
“James, you can start telling your ghost stories when I finish telling mine,” Brock said, slightly annoyed.
“Yeah, you can’t be rude like dat, James,” Meowth said. “Dat’s my job.”
“For once I’m telling you the truth!” James yelled. “There’s a Boogeyman out there and he’s coming to get me! He’s got this horrendous looking body like a goblin! See the fright in my eyes? Hear the fear in my voice?”
“Are you sure it’s not a reflection?” Jessie asked with a dull look on her face.
“No! He was right over there and…” James suddenly came realisation of what Jessie just said, taking it as though it was an insult. “What do you mean ‘a reflection!?’”
“Okay, okay,” Ash said standing up. “Let’s go and find this guy. Might as well get to him before he gets us.”
“Hey… wait…” James stuttered, not wanting to go back into the woods but his comrades and the twerps got him to take them where he found the Boogeyman.
James took them to the exact spot where he first met the Boogeyman but he was no longer there. “Maybe he went back to sleep under a kid’s bed,” Ash said mockingly.
“Or to play hide and seek in a closet,” Max said, also mocking James while everyone laughed.
“People! This is not a joke!” James yelled angrily.
“Wobbuffet! Wobb!” Jessie’s Wobbuffet croaked loudly.
“I believe ya, Jimmy,” Meowth said, translating for the blue blob. “Even if you’re lying.”
James looked around and saw the following people and pokemon – Meowth, Wobbuffet, the twerp with Pikachu, the four-eyed twerp, the red bandanna twerp, the spiky haired twerp… one person was missing. “Jessie?” James whimpered in fear. “Jessie!”
“I’M COMIN’ TO GET YA!” a voice yelled behind James’s back, scaring him out his wits. James quickly turned around to see his partner in crime, Jessie, laughing at him.
“WOBBUFFET!” Wobbuffet yelled as he leapt and crashed on top of her in reaction while James quickly ran out of the scene in fright until he bumped into a tree, knocking himself out and leaving everyone else dumbfounded.
The next morning, the twerps and the rockets were getting ready to set off on their way out of the forest after a quick breakfast after James told everyone to hurry up with theirs.
“Can we please hurry with the packing too?” James said fearfully. “I want to get away from that crazy Boogeyman as quick as I can.”
“James, for the last time, there was no Boogeyman. It was just your imagination,” Jessie said, getting annoyed while holding a bag of ice on her throbbing head after receiving the Body Slam attack she got from Wobbuffet. Wobbuffets doesn’t usually do attacks like that but this Wobbuffet’s different.
“Sorry about last night, Jessie,” Ash said. “Is the headache going away?”
“Pika pika,” Pikachu squeaked apologetically, riding on Ash’s shoulder.
“A little, kid,” Jessie said.
“Wobbuffet! Wob!” Wobbuffet croaked loudly, which Meowth translated, “Well, at least you slept well.”
“Pika pika pikachu,” Pikachu squeaked, which Meowth translated, “She was unconscious because you hit her with a Body Slam.”
“Wobbuffet! Wob!” Wobbuffet croaked loudly, which Meowth translated, “Well, at least you slept well.”
Jessie became really annoyed as she was about to beat up the stupid blob, but came to the realisation that he might use Counter unexpectedly so she zapped him back inside his pokeball instead, letting a small sigh in the process.
By nightfall that day, they were still in the forest much to everyone’s dismay, especially James’s. “We’ve been walking all day and we’re still in this forest!” James complained. “I want to get away from that Boogeyman as fast as I can!”
“And my ears been hurting all day every time you talk about a guy that doesn’t exist!” May complained back.
“Would a cottage be able to shut you two up?” Brock said feeling annoyed.
“Anything will do, as long as that Boogeyman doesn’t get me!” James yelled.
“And as long as James stays quiet, I’ll be fine too!” May yelled.
“We’re in luck cos we’ve just found one,” Brock said as he pointed at a nearby cottage. It looked quite old and dirty.
When they got near the cottage, James hesitated to get any closer. “Uh… you guys go ahead. I’ll wait here,” he said, still feeling scared after his incident the other night.
“Nah-uh, James!” Jessie said as he walked over to him and pushed him towards the cottage. “You’re coming with us whether you like it or not!”
“Not fair!” James whimpered.
They stopped by the door and James held his fist up as though he was about to knock on the door. After holding that position for a few moments he quickly withdrew his fist and simply said, “Oh well, I guess no one’s home.”
Ash shoved him out of the way and went to press the doorbell. “Twerp! Wait!” James yelled, thinking that it could be a trap but he was too late as Ash pressed the doorbell, which surprisingly played a pleasant musical tune. Still there was no answer.
Pikachu leapt off Ash’s shoulder and gave the door a little push, which opened, surprising everyone that the cottage might’ve be abandoned. Not wanting to spend another night outside in the cold, they walked inside. The first room appeared to look like a kitchen as it had various items used for cooking.
Brock checked to see if the light bulb that was on the ceiling was working. Surprisingly, it did. The cooker was working, surprising Brock even more. “Why would anyone abandon this cottage?” he asked.
Ash checked another door of the room, which appeared to be locked. “Maybe there was a break in or something,” he said.
Everyone kept on guessing various reasons why the place was abandoned, much to James’s despair. “Quiet! Stop guessing!” he yelled, shocking everyone. “Don’t you fools get the reason why this place was really abandoned?”
He quickly grabbed a nearby blanket, wrapped himself up and sat on a wooden bench, next to a wooden dinner table. “I see dead people,” he whispered in a scared manner.
Thunderbolts and lightning were seen and heard from outside while everyone had dull looks on their faces. “Don’t be silly, James. You’ve been watching to many late night horror movies,” Jessie said. “I can tell because you got that scene from some scary movie.”
Before James could reply, a loud knocking was heard from the locked scaring everyone. Then some huge banging was heard from it, forcing James to place the wooden table and benches in front of it and had his back on the wooden furniture to keep someone from coming in.
“Who is it?” Max asked in a dull voice, thinking that James may be overreacting again.
“I’m da Boogeyman!” a familiar voice yelled from behind the door, surprising everyone. They realised that James was telling the truth all along. “And I’m comin’ to getcha!”
“Dah! I told ya!” Meowth screamed in fright.
“No you didn’t!” James yelled as Ash and the others helped James force back the furniture to keep the Boogeyman away.
“Did someone lock the other door?” Ash asked.
Everyone’s eyes widened with shock when Ash asked that question… because no one did. Suddenly, the goblin barged into the other door.
“Aaahh!” James screamed. “The Boogeyman!”
“Here’s Johnny!” the Boogeyman yelled psychotically and nastily while holding up the long staff. The others frightfully screamed while James instinctively picked up a frying pan and slammed it on the Boogeyman’s head, knocking him out.
“Let’s go! Let’s go!” James yelled as everyone hurriedly rushed out of the door.
They got so scared of the Boogeyman that the twerps and Team Rockets split into two directions. Team Rocket got to a pathway, running as fast they could and as far away from the Boogeyman.
They spotted a police van and ran over to it, yelling for some attention. A police officer and a green dinosaur Tyranitar came out of the van.
“Hey! What’s going on here?” the officer said.
“We saw the Boogeyman! We saw the Boogeyman!” the trio yelled frightfully and quickly.
“Alright, calm down. Get into the back of the van, and we can talk about it at the station.”
The Tyranitar and the police officer led them to the back of the van and opened it, revealing a handcuffed man in a robe with a hood that shaded his head, along with a body bag, possibly carrying a lifeless body. Team Rocket became a little bit nervous when they saw him and the bag.
“Don’t worry about him,” the police officer said. “As long as we’re here, you have nothing to fear.”
“Oh… kay,” the Rockets nervously as they got into the van.
Once everyone got into the van, the police officer began driving away in the van. At the back of the van, the man in the robe began chanting quietly in a foreign language, intimidating the Rockets.
“Yami yami yami yama… yami yami yami yama…”
“Don’t let that chanting bother you,” the officer said behind the steel wall of the van, which kept the officers and the others away from each other. They couldn’t see each other either. “It’s not gonna get him anywhere.”
After driving a few distances, the van came to a halt. “There’s a fast food restaurant over there,” the officer said. “Tony and I are gonna pick up a few burgers, we’ll be right back.”
He and Tony the Tyranitar opened the door and then closed them, without even leaving as they had huge smiles on their faces.
After chanting a few times, the man in the robe had the strength to break his handcuffs by pulling them by his wrists, scaring the trio. He then took a small bag out of his pocket. When he opened it, he took a few dusts and sprinkled over the body bag while chanting the same words scaring the Rockets even more.
“Yami yami yami yama… yami yami yami yama…”
Jessie and James couldn’t take anymore as they ran to the door and tried to break the door down, while Meowth kept on staring at the robed man in curiosity. It was no use as Jessie and James sat back down, awaiting their fate.
“Yami yami yami yama…” the man chanted as he continued to sprinkle a few more dusts on the body bag. He then let out an evil laugh as he took off his hood, revealing himself to be the Boogeyman. A raring sound was heard from inside the bag and an activated chainsaw was ripping from the inside, scaring the wits out of the Rockets.
After the ripping stopped, a medium built man holding a chainsaw sat up from the body bag letting out some maniacal roars. He was wearing a striped prisoner outfit and a hockey mask. He had black scruffy hair and wide psychotic eyes. He turned his attention towards the frightened Rockets.
“Outta ma way!” Meowth screamed as he quickly got up and barged the back door open, his two partners quickly followed.
As they ran out of sight, the man in stripes and the Boogeyman walked out of the police van… like normal people.
The man in stripes took off his mask, showing his true identity… Brian Powell. “This ought to get us some hard cash when we give this video to one of those blooper shows,” he said as a murkrow came flying to him with a camera attached to his neck and safely landed on his shoulder. “Isn’t that right, Jerry?”
The Boogeyman, also known as ‘Jerry’ let out an evil snigger in response.
“Yes, I know that you can get the guy to laugh like that, Jerry, but you can come out of that now?” Brian said as he walked over to the Boogeyman and grabbed hold of his head, attempting to take it off but to no avail. “Jerry, press the release button,” he said as he continued to try to pull the head off while the ‘police officer’ and the Tyranitar came out of the front of the van and walked over to him.
“Pichu! Pichu!” a voice squeaked, catching their attention. As they turned to the voice’s attention they saw a little Pichu with a neck collar with a tag signed’ Jerry’ on it running into the scene.
“What are you doing here?” Brian said, slightly annoyed. “Where’s your Boogeyman robot?
“Pichu, pichu,” Jerry squeaked as he did a facial impersonation of James and motioned his paws as though he was hitting something with a foreign weapon. “Pichu, pichu?” Jerry squeaked as he pointed at the mysterious man.
“Wait a minute, if you were there with that broken robot and weren’t not in the van…” Brian said in slightly scared tone as he looked at the scary looking head that he was trying to pull off. “Then… who are…?”
“I’m da Boogeyman!” the REAL Boogeyman yelled. “And I’m comin’ to getcha!”
“Fall out!” Brian yelled in fright as he and his partners ran into different directions, getting away from this mysterious and frightening man.
“No body knows the troubles I’ve seen,” the Boogeyman sang to himself, letting out a small evil chuckle afterwards.
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