From: Amber Author's note: This is a response to a challenge by: Close Encounters of the 3.526 (plus tax)th Kind by Amber Copyright 1999 DISCLAIMER: The characters from Pokemon are copyrights of TV Tokyo, 4Kids, Nintendo, WB, Game Freak, etc. Sailor Moon is a copyright of Naoko Takeuchi and Kodansha, as well as Dic and Pioneer. McDonalds is a copyright of well...McDonalds! There, that should be all legalities. ENJOY THE STORY! It was a familiar scene in the Maroon Meadow. Two rivaling forces stood opposite each other on both sides of the field. On one side stood Ash, Brock, and Misty. On the other stood Jessie, James, and Meowth, members of the infamous duo; Team Rocket. "All right, brats!" Jessie sneered. "Let's finish this once and for all!" "Forget it Jessie! We're gonna win this one!" Misty shouted. "Staryu, go!" Misty sent her Poke Ball sailing through the air, but before it even opened, Psyduck appeared and smiled. "PSYDUCK!!" Misty cried. Psyduck nodded at her reassuringly then stumbled across the field. Tripping a few times, it finally reached Jessie's Arbok. Once there, it slapped Arbok lightly in the face. "Psy-y-y!!" It cried in triumph! Jessie laughed. "Arbok, WRAP ATTACK!" Immediately, Arbok had its scaly body wrapped around Psyduck. Psyduck cried out in pain, then grew silent. Suddenly, it turned blue and immediately, Arbok released it. Arbok was sent sailing across the field. "ARBOK!" Jessie ran to her Pokemon. "Psy?" Psyduck rubbed its head. Suddenly, a large, circular object appeared. Hovering over the meadow, it produced a small tunnel. "Inhabitants. We will now take your most worthy specimens..." It said in a robotic voice. The tunnel appeared beside Ash, Brock, and James and immediately sucked them all up. Then it zipped away and out of sight. Jessie and Misty stared at the sky, then at each other blankly. "OK! Let's go get a pizza!" Jessie exclaimed. "Cool!" Misty shouted. "Psy!" ------------------------------------------------------------ "Where are we?" Ash asked, rubbing his head. Brock looked around. They were in a large, windowless room. He began walking forward and was suddenly stopped. "Huh?" James looked puzzled. "Some kind of force field." Brock observed. Suddenly, a door at the far end of the room opened and a tealish creature wearing a black robe entered. "Creatures of...of...what planet are you from anyhow?" "Oh, well we're from...hey wait! Who cares! LET US OUT!" Ash cried, beating on the force field. "Silence, foolish boy." the alien commanded, its huge eyes getting wider. "I SAID DON'T BEAT ON THE FREAKING FORCE FIELD!" Ash continued and finally, the alien raised a finger. Ash was thrust backwards into Brock. "Oh Brock I never knew you cared." Ash joked. "Neither did I." Brock frowned. "When will we get out of here?" James asked. "When we reach my world, the Dimension 3.526 (plus tax)." With that, the alien left. The boys sat for a while. They talked, joked, and tried to keep their hopes up. But their attempts failed. "I can't take it!" Brock cried out. "We'll probably never get home again. Guys...I have a secret to confess." "What?" James and Ash looked intensely at Brock. "I...I..." Brock broke down "I'M THE BIGGEST FAN OF THE BACKSTREET BOYS!! WAHAHAHA! It's just...sniff... they're music's so cool. So bubbly and it makes me wanna dance! I have every piece of merchandise they've ever produced! I can't help it! THEY'RE ADDICTIVE!!!!" "There, there." James crept over by him and gave him a motherly hug. "I also have a secret to confess... I delight in dressing up like Sailor Moon." Brock and Ash gasped. "I know, but it's just...well those mini skirts are SO FUN to wear!" James giggled like a school girl. "Ewww." Ash wrinkled up his nose. "Well, here's my confession: I've been a compulsive streaker since 5! It's...just the FREEDOM! It clears my mind and makes me feel fresh and NEW!" The three boys were reduced to tears. "They should have support groups for this stuff." Brock cried. Suddenly, the alien re-entered. "All right, it is time to go..." he opened the forcefield and lead the boys down a long corridor, into a large throne room. The actual throne was turned around and surrounded by servants. "MORE FRIES!!" the Head Servant shouted. "Her Majesty demands MORE McDonalds' French Fries!" The servants all scampered off. "Now, one of you shall marry the Queen. Who shall it be?" the alien looked at the boys. "Mememememe!" Brock exclaimed. His face turned red as the Queen approached him in a long, white gown. He ran to her and lifted up her veil. Suddenly, he saw the face of a blue, furry rhinosaurus. "Fry fry!" she cried and grabbed him by the waste and ran off. "NNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" Brock cried. ------------------------------------------------------------ "AAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH" "Cool it Brock! IT WAS JUST A NIGHTMARE!" Misty's voice sliced through his mind. He opened his eyes and found himself back on Maroon Meadow. "Phew, it was just a dream! Boy am I HAPPY TO SEE YOU GUYS!" "BROCK!" Ash scolded. "Quiet or you'll wake Rita." Brock whirled around to see the blue rhino sit up and stretch. "FRY?!" Strange enough for ya?!