Presenting my latest...before you ask, anything in  is Pokemon talk.
Here we go!
Ash sighed as he stared out the window. "Man, I am so bored..."
"Me too..." Max agreed as he watched the rain falling outside. "It's even worse when you're stuck at home with Sir Cries-a-Lot, the seedling Pokemon." Everyone else laughed at this, for they knew Bonsly, Brock's new baby Pokemon, could cry at the drop of a hat, so any activity at all had to be kept quiet.
"Speaking of which..." and Brock fumbled for a small Game Boy-like device clipped to his pocket and pressed a button, causing a generic image of a girl to appear on the device's screen.
"Bonsly is currently sleeping now, so please keep all noise to a minimum." came a robotic female voice. Brock gave the image an affirmative nod, then re-clipped the device to his pocket; making the screen switch off.
"That Pokemonitor you bought sure is a big help!" May smiled as she toyed with the windowshade. "That way, you don't have to be running back and forth to check on him..."
"Sometimes I wonder if that cyber-lady likes you more than the real thing..." Max sighed. "Judging from how much Mona talks to you, you'd think she likes you."
"Are you saying I'm a jerk?" Brock snapped, offended by Max's smart remark. He was about to say more when a familiar beeping from his pocket snapped him from his anger. "Yes?" he asked the image of the red-haired girl on the Pokemonitor screen.
"Bonsly is awake now, please check on him." Mona replied. A silent image of Bonsly squalling his head off appeared on the screen.
"Thank goodness we don't have to hear him in here..." Ash began as he led the way upstairs and into the nursery, where Bonsly lay in the tiny crib, wailing away. Just then, a suspicious smell wafted past his nose. "Eew...what smells in here?"
May gasped when she looked the yellow liquid covering the floor around the crib. "Oh, gross!"
"Again?" Brock sighed as he went to grab towels and cleaning supplies. "That's the third time this week he's had an accident..." he grumbled as he set a bucket and mop nearby the mess. Ash and May each dabbed at the wood floor with a towel, in hopes of making Brock's job a bit easier. Next, Ash stripped the soiled sheets from the crib and tossed them in the laundry hamper.
"Somebody make it stop..." Max groaned as Bonsly continued to screech in his ears.
"Sh...it's okay." Brock assured Bonsly as he continued mopping.
["Oh brother..."] Pikachu covered his ears, desprate to tune out Bonsly's constant squalling...
After a while, Brock checked the Pokemonitor again, making a picture of a burger appear on the screen. "So he's hungry..." he thought as Ash set Bonsly in a high chair overlooking the table. "Ash? Could you mind feeding Bonsly while I start lunch for us?" he asked as he switched on the stove.
"Sure!" Ash repled as he grabbed a box of Grepa juice sitting on the counter. If Togepi liked Grepa juice, I'm sure Bonsly will like it, too! he thought "Okay, sir Bonsly...enjoy." he cooed as he offered the juice to Bonsly.
["No!"] Bonsly chirped, gesturing to a carton of chocolate milk May was retrieving from the refrigerator. ["I want some of that!"]
"Come on, this is what Brock left for you, so drink up!" Ash replied, again offering the straw to Bonsly.
["No."] Bonsly replied, turning away from the straw.
"Oh, but Grepa juice is good!" Ash cooed, drinking from the box to prove his point. "Mmm...good! Won't you have some?" he asked, again offering the straw to Bonsly.
["Not after you drank out of it."] Bonsly replied. ["I still want some of the brown stuff May's having!"]
Ash sighed...feeding Bonsly was harder than he thought. He reached for another juice box, this one Oran flavored. "How about some of this?" he asked.
Bonsly took a small sip from the box...and spat it back out! ["Yuck! This is too sour!"] Ash just sighed as he looked at the giant juice stain on his shirt--if Bonsly was this picky, it'd be midnight before he finally ate. He sighed and started upstairs.
After pulling on a clean shirt, Ash grabbed a carton with a brown Miltank face on it. "Okay, some chocolate milk..." he grumbled as he listened to Bonsly suck on the straw.
"How's feeding Bonsly going?" Brock asked as he served the plates of chicken and salad to the others.
"Slow..." Ash sighed. "He didn't want the juice you gave him.."
["And when we tried Oran juice, he spat it out!"] Pikachu added. ["So Ash gave in and gave him the chocolate milk."]
"You know, little guy..." Brock explained to Bonsly as he set a small plate with Bonsly's share of the human food on Bonsly's tray. "The juice is good for you, and will help you grow big and strong." He was about to say more when the phone rang. "I'll get that!" he called as he raced into the living room, leaving the others to eat.
["How am I supposed to grow big and strong if it tastes yucky?"} Bonsly started before the plate of food caught his eye. ["Say..."] and he positioned a piece of chicken facing some lettuce leaves. ["Blaziken, Flamethower!"] he called, only pausing to spray some ketchup at the lettuce. ["Venusaur, Solarbeam!"] he commanded, spraying salad dressing at the chicken.
["Didn't Brock say yesterday not to play with your food?"] Pikachu interjected, unamused by the unfolding food battle.
["FOOD FIGHT!"] Bonsly yelled, flinging the lettuce at Pikachu. Pikachu countered by firing a bowl of peas at Bonsly. Ash joined in by heaving some carrots at Pikachu, who proceeded to get sprayed by ketchup. After licking some of it off, he flung some broccoli at May.
"Why you..." May reached for the salad dressing and sprayed Ash, who countered with the ketchup. Max fired some mushrooms at Bonsly, who flung more carrots at Pikachu...
"WHAT'S GOING ON IN HERE????" Brock roared as he entered the warzone that used to be the kitchen.
"He started it!" everyone else protested, pointing at Bonsly.
Bonsly started to tear up. ["I didn't mean to, daddy, I'm sorry!"] he screched, tears running down his face.
"Just because you can doesn't mean you should." Brock sternly replied as he carried the squalling Bonsly to the time out corner. "Food is for eating, not for playing, so sit here and think about what you did while we clean up." With that, he set the timer for five minutes as the others headed for the bathroom.
To Be Continued...