Chapter: 12/ The Talent Show

I looked out through the window, at the stars. It was a beautiful night. Brock and Misty were already asleep. Though it had taken Misty awhile to fall asleep, she did.

Tomorrow Brock was competing in the talent show. I had a feeling he was going to try to impress a lot of girls. Misty wasn’t doing anything, I don’t think. I know I wasn’t doing anything for sure. Pikachu was too depressed about Ash to do anything; it was actually the same story with Misty.

I wondered what Ron and Hermione were doing right now. Hopefully they weren’t in Snape’s class. Who cares what Malfoy’s doing, all I know is I want to go back home. Not to the Dursley’s, but to Hogwarts.

What if I was never going back? What if this was all a dream? What if I never saw Ron and Hermione again? What if being a Pokemon Master was my destiny, and not a wizard or the boy who lived? All these ‘what if’s’ invaded my head. Soon I was too tired to think anymore and fell asleep.

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“LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, BOY’S AND GIRL’S, AND POKEMON! WELCOME TO THE VILLAGEVILLE TALENT SHOW!” The crowd filled the stands eagerly. They all seemed very excited about this. Misty and I took seats near the front, but not too close.

It was awhile before all the stands were filled, the judges and stage setters were up front getting ready to start any minute, while everyone was sitting down for the show. It was only a matter of seconds before the show started.

“ONCE AGAIN, EVERYBODY, WELCOME! TODAY WE WILL BE TESTING MANY AWESOME TALENTS! TODAY WE HAVE FORTY-SEVEN CONTESTENTS! FOR TALENT NUMBER ONE, WE HAVE JAN-JOE DOING THE DISCO!”

The crowd all watched as Jan-Joe entered the terrain. He wore a white disco suit with gold out-lining, pink colored sunglasses, tall boots, and a golden medallion. His brown hair was big and goofy. He really looked very pathetic. Music started playing in the back round. I had a feeling this act wasn’t going to win.

After what seemed like forever the Disco song entered and Jan-Joe attempted a split, but fell backwards. “LET’S GIVE A ROUND OF APPLAUSE TO JAN-JOE!” Few people clapped as Jan-Joe took a bow and ran off stage.

“OKAY, OUR NEXT CONTESETENT IS BROCK FLINT, DOING TWO PERFECT GIRLS FOR ME!” Misty’s eyes went wide, as did mine.

“What is ‘Two Perfect Girls for me’? I asked, quite freaked out by the idea.

“You don’t want to know…” Misty said slowly and slid down in her chair as if embarrassed. How bad could it be? I asked myself. Brock wandered out onto the stage and to the microphone that had been placed there after Jan-Joe was done.

Cocky music started to play and Brock got ready to sing.

A one-woman man's what I wanna be!
Stay by her side soooo faithfully!
I would if I could...
But it's just no good...
Cuz there's 2 perfect girls for meee...
Hahaha! Alright!

Girls started to crowd around Brock upstage. “Come dance with me, Harry! You too, Misty! This is so great!” At this I sank into my seat. Misty was right, I didn’t want to know about this.

Jenny! Oh Jenny!
Joy! Oh Joy!
A one-woman man's what I wanna be!
But there's 2 perfect girls for me!
Oh yeah!

Officer Jenny!
Oh can't you see!
You can lock me up and throw away the key!
Jenny! If lovin' you's a crime!
Then sent'ce me now! 'N I'll do the time!
My uniform beauty's simply the best!
She's got me heart under house arrest!
But before that cop names me her boy...

I'm head over heels!
He's head over heels...
Head over heels for a nurse named...
Jooooy!

Woo!
Jenny! Oh Jenny!
Joy! Oh Joy!
A one-woman man's what I wanna be!
But there's 2 perfect girls for me!

“Come on! You know you want too! You there, with the glasses, come on and dance!” Brock pointed strait at me and many heads turned in my direction. Many girls stared at me as if I were the cutest thing on earth. I shook my head. Misty was now on the floor, hiding from embarrassment.

All Right!
Nurse Joy!
Won't you please!
Cure me of this baaaad disease!
Oh Joy!
The diagnosis is bleak!
When I see your face...
My knees get weak!
Well, I'm burning up!
I got the fever!
She's my perfect nurse!
And I'll never leave her!
Her bedside manner has healed so many!

“Who is that idiot?” A boy next to me asked.

“I have absolutely no clue… You got the ‘idiot’ part correct.” More and more girls ran up to the stage, waving their arms like lunatics waiting for a movie star. All the boys had disgusted looks on their face. Misty was literally hiding under her seat.

So why am I in love?
Why is he so in love?
Why am I in love?
With Officer Jenny!

“Come on, chum! Let’s dance together!”

“You know I think I’ll stay here!” I shouted back.

“Why?!” I had no time to answer back before Brock had to continue his song. I swear most of the stadium was staring at me now.

Yeah!
Jenny! Oh Jenny!
Joy! Oh Joy!
A one-woman man's what I wanna be!
But there's 2 perfect girls for me!
Hahahaha! Alright! Swing it!

“IT’S YOUR LOSS, HARRY!”

Woo!
A one-woman man's what I wanna be!
But there's 2 perfect girls for meeeee...

“I DON’T CARE!”

Oh! I've tried...And I've tried...
And I've searched way deep inside...
From these two, I won't choose...
I can't stand the bad news...
About the name of the girl that I'm gonna lose!

“THIS IS YOUR LAST CHANCE!”

This can't go on! Enough is enough!
I've gotta pick one, no matter how tough!
It's time for eenie-meenie-minie-moe!
But wait a second!

“NO!”

Wait a second!
Wait a second!
Com'on and wait a second!
What's her name?

“OKAY, IT WOULD GIVE YOU A CHANCE TO MEET VERY PRETTY GIRLS!”

I've just gotta know!
I've just gotta know!

“TOO LATE!” I called, happy it was almost over.

Oh Jenny! Oh Jenny!
Joy! Oh Joy!
A one-woman man's what I wanna be!
But there's 1, no 2!
No, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, ssssoooo many!
Perfect girls for mee-eeeee!
Alright!

“HAHAHAHA! THAT CONTESTENT TURNED OUT TO BE A POSITIVE ONE, ON THE LADIES!” The narrator called as Brock took a few bows and walked off the stage.

“Brock is going to have a major concussion tonight…” Misty growled.

A/n- okay, I tried to make this as funny as I could. I’m no good at humor…well, let’s just say some humor I’m bad at. Reviews.