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Oh noes! Doesn't look like nurse Joy can fix this one...
Category Artwork (Digital) / Comics
Species Mouse
Size 422 x 1280px
File Size 187.3 kB
Or can she...?
...No, no she can't.
Pikachu's eulogy:
Ash seems visibly shaken. Not surprising, considering the compelling bond these
two have shared over the years. Ash's most reliable, strong willed, best friend
is gone. The solemn crowd each grieving in their own ways. The funeral possession
was large and scattered. Divided into groups of those who felt Pikachu's presence
at different time and places. Divided, maybe, but all married together by the
common bond of this much beloved Pokemon. Some were laughing, deep in story.
Some where crying, their misery almost spoiling the atmosphere, but all in
remembrance. Ash was kneeling beside the small closed casket that held the
scattered remains. No one, no one was more upset than Ash. He tried to hold back
his tears, but they came anyway. Wiping them away with a curved index finger
was misty. (Misty was still following ash around because of her broken bike. Still
waiting for payment. Or maybe she's just an over randy stalker. (Misty is a
whore, seriously.) IDK...) Misty was trying to convince Ash to speak in pikachu's
behalf, but ash was in no condition to speak. In his place, Brock stepped up to the
alter. His speech was moving, passionate and... omg what is brock doing?! He
Rips off his pants revealing a very manly banana hammock! My god, no wounder
Brock is so horny. Just look at the size of that mans balls! Half naked, and now
the center of attention, the grieving crowd turns to Brock in horror as they are now
witnessing Brock ferociously dry hump nurse Joy! (Who's skirt, just a quarter of
an inch shorter than the other nurse Joy's clearly indicated that she was from
Pewter City)
...No, no she can't.
Pikachu's eulogy:
Ash seems visibly shaken. Not surprising, considering the compelling bond these
two have shared over the years. Ash's most reliable, strong willed, best friend
is gone. The solemn crowd each grieving in their own ways. The funeral possession
was large and scattered. Divided into groups of those who felt Pikachu's presence
at different time and places. Divided, maybe, but all married together by the
common bond of this much beloved Pokemon. Some were laughing, deep in story.
Some where crying, their misery almost spoiling the atmosphere, but all in
remembrance. Ash was kneeling beside the small closed casket that held the
scattered remains. No one, no one was more upset than Ash. He tried to hold back
his tears, but they came anyway. Wiping them away with a curved index finger
was misty. (Misty was still following ash around because of her broken bike. Still
waiting for payment. Or maybe she's just an over randy stalker. (Misty is a
whore, seriously.) IDK...) Misty was trying to convince Ash to speak in pikachu's
behalf, but ash was in no condition to speak. In his place, Brock stepped up to the
alter. His speech was moving, passionate and... omg what is brock doing?! He
Rips off his pants revealing a very manly banana hammock! My god, no wounder
Brock is so horny. Just look at the size of that mans balls! Half naked, and now
the center of attention, the grieving crowd turns to Brock in horror as they are now
witnessing Brock ferociously dry hump nurse Joy! (Who's skirt, just a quarter of
an inch shorter than the other nurse Joy's clearly indicated that she was from
Pewter City)
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