A/N: Hi! This story is based on the 2001 CD Pokémon Christmas Bash. Things you should know: takes place early in Johto. Contains PokéShipping. Not all of the songs will be featured, nor will they necessarily be in order. Also, this is my first (and probably only) songfic, so it might be a little hard to read. I write with a lot of detail, so it's impossible to try to listen to the music while reading. I suggest listening to the song featured in the chapter at least once before reading the chapter. Finally, for those of you who are following my other story, I am working out some final details and will update ASAP. Sorry, school got a bit hectic. Anyway, enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokémon.
Chapter 1: The Night Before Christmas
It was just about 3 P.M. on the late December day. Misty was sitting in the cabin that the group had rented for the holidays. Pikachu and Togepi napped on a chair. As Misty scrolled on her laptop, the door suddenly opened as Ash struggled in with a few short logs.
"Brrr!" Ash shivered. "It's freezing out there."
Misty shivered too. "Close the door!" Ash tried to close it, realized his hands were full, and kicked it closed instead. "Did you get more wood?" asked Misty, without looking over her shoulder.
Ash was proud that he had managed to perform such an important job. "Oh yeah!" He dropped the logs into the fireplace, then wandered over to Misty at the table. "Hey, what's that?"
Misty showed him the screen. "It's a Christmas poem. 'Twas The Night Before Christmas'. I downloaded it from the internet."
"Ohh," replied Ash, "I know this one!" He began reading the words on the screen in his best dramatic voice:
Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even Meowth.
"Ha-ha!" Ash laughed at the unexpected Pokémon reference. Pikachu and Togepi, who had woken up, also laughed. Just then Brock came out of the kitchen, holding a tray. "Eggnog's ready!"
Ash leaped at the prospect of the delicious drink. "Eggnog!?"
"Yeah." Misty grinned. "Brock made eggnog and Christmas cookies!"
"Alright!" cried Ash, ready to chow down. Brock, however, noticed what was on the laptop.
"Oh, you guys are reading 'The Night Before Christmas'," he said, nodding as he struck what he imagined to be a poetic pose:
Twas the night before Christmas and...
Ash interrupted. "Uh... I already read that part. Pick it up from here, Brocko."
Brock continued unfazed. "Er, right...
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there.
The children were nestled, all snug in their beds
While visions of Vileplumes danced in their heads.
Brock scratched his head. "Mmm...Hey, uh, where'd you download this version from, Misty?
Misty chuckled to herself. The website in question was called "PikaPlace" and displayed a Pikachu with Santa gear.
Ash picked up from where Misty had stopped:
And my mom in her kerchief and Mr. Mime in my cap
"(And I think Professor Oak was there too)", he added, not questioning how this website knew about his home,
Had just settled their brains for a long Winter's nap
When out on the roof, there arose such a clatter-
A soft bump-bump on the rooftop caused Ash to look up. "Hey...what was that? Did anybody else hear that?"
I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter
Away to the window I flew like a flash
Tore open the shutter and saw Rapidash!
The moon on the breast of the new fallen snow
Gave the luster of midday to Jynx's below
When what to my half-open eyes should appear
But a miniature sleigh and eight tiny reindeer
With the little old driver so lively and quick
I knew in a moment, it must be St. Nick!
More rapid than Moltres his coursers they came
He whistled and shouted and called them by name-
Suddenly a crashing sound came from the chimney. Amidst a cloud of smoke and ashes, Team Rocket hopped out of the fire, fanning in silent pain at their rear ends.
"Wah!" yelled Ash in surprise. Pikachu sprang into a defensive pose, cheeks sparking dangerously.
After recovering her dignity, Jessie struck her usual villainous pose. "To protect the world from devastation!"
Ash interrupted. "Team Rocket! I knew I heard something! What are you doing here?"
Meowth grinned wickedly. "We came to capture some rare Pokémon, so the Boss will give us our Christmas bonuses this year." His grin faded somewhat as he thought about the money they would probably not receive.
Then Jessie noticed the laptop. "Oh, isn't that quaint?" she cooed. "They're reading a Christmas poem."
James' expression of evil turned to one of delight. "Oooo! Jessie, this is my favorite part!" And he continued:
Now Dasher, now Dancer, now Prancer and Vixen
On Comet, on Cupid, on Donner and Blitzen
Meowth joined in to:
To the top of the porch, to the top of the wall
Now dash away, dash away, dash away all
Ash wasn't too pleased that Team Rocket had taken to the poem. "Anyway... As I was saying..."
"Move over twerp," Jessie said, bumping him away from the screen, "I'm reading this part."
As dry leaves, that before the wild hurricane fly
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky
So up to the housetop, the coursers they flew
With a sleigh full of toys
And some Pokémon too.
And then in a twinkling, I heard on the rooftop
The prancing and pawing of each little Machop
As I drew in my head and was turning around
Down the chimney, St. Nicholas came with a pound
He was dressed all in fur from his head to his foot...
"(A lot like me, actually...)" he commented briefly,
And his clothes were all tarnished, like Ash's, with soot
"Huh?" Ash didn't get the humor. Suppressing a giggle, Misty continued:
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back
And he looked like a trainer just opening his pack
His eyes, how they twinkled, his dimples, how merry-
"(Oooo!)" he squealed,
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow
And the beard on his chin was as white as the snow
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his cheek
And he smoked it and circled his head like a wreath
He had a broad face and a little round belly
That shook when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of my self
A wink of his eye and twist of his head
Soon gave me to know, I had nothing to dread
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work
And filled all the stockings then turned with a jerk
And laying his finger aside of his nose
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle
And away they all flew, like, uh, the down of a thistle
But I heard him exclaim, as he drove off to the mall…
Everyone joined in for the final lines:
Happy Pokémon Christmas
Catch 'em all, catch 'em all!
A brief, contented silence filled the room, followed by an awkward silence, followed by an immense scuffling as the two groups remembered that they hated each other. Arbok, Weezing, Wobbuffet, and Victreebel were called out, but a quick zap from Pikachu rendered both Team Rocket and their Pokémon unable to battle. As the villains sat in a dazed heap on the floor, the others hesitated.
"What should we do with them?" asked Ash.
Misty glanced at the window. Outside, the wind and snow whistled quietly - not exactly a storm, but nevertheless, not a happy place to be. "We can't just throw them out there."
Brock scratched his chin thoughtfully. "And blasting them off is not an option. We'd never be able to pay for the roof damage!"
Team Rocket, sufficiently recovered, threw themselves at their vanquishers' feet. "Oh please," Jessie begged, "don't throw us out into the cold, harsh world. We'll simply die!"
James moaned. "I don't want to freeze to death during the holidays again, I don't!"
"Meowth, that's right!" Meowth agreed vigorously. "Why don't youse let us stay here for Christmas? We promise we'll be nice, and we know a killa pasta recipe."
Ash, Misty, and Brock considered the pitiful villains for a moment. Then Ash chuckled. "Alright. It's Christmas after all."
"Whoopiiiiieeeee!" Team Rocket leaped up in joy. Brock stopped James from embracing him.
"We're having a Christmas party tonight," warned Brock, "and there'll be plenty of people here, including Officer Jenny -" he suddenly smiled giddily. Misty slapped his ear. "… oh right, so, don't get any ideas!"
Team Rocket had already hurried off to the kitchens. "Don't you worry, sir," Jessie reassured him, "Team Rocket will be on our best behavior! In fact, why don't we prepare the cabin for the party? We'll start in the kitchen!"
Ash looked confused. "Uh, okay, thanks…?" Then he realized the obvious. "HEY! Don't touch any of that food!"
As the three trainers dashed off after the gluttonous villains, Pikachu sighed. This was going to be a Christmas to remember.