Author's Note: Author's Note: Hey folks, been a long while since I uploaded a fanfic huh? Well with all the craziness in the world I think I can get a pass right?

Anyway, here to celebrate the 9th anniversary of my first Christmas fic on this site, I'll be putting up this version of the Night before Christmas, Pokemon version mind you so I hope I don't get into trouble.

Also, if anyone has done this before, don't get mad if you think I'm copying you I'm not, it is my own version of it.

Well without further ado, let's get this going.

PS, the words will be in bold italic and not much description.


'Twas The Night Before Christmas

Pokemon version.

'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the woods, all the Pokemon were stirring, which for the Trainers that's good.


Deadpool: What the heck is this!?

Z-King: ARGH! Deadpool what are you doing here? This is a Pokemon story?!

Deadpool: Fool! No franchise is safe from my shenanigans! Oh, that reminds me, everyone my go to Pokemon team includes-

Z-King: DEADPOOL WE HAD A DEAL!

Deadpool: True just want to keep you on your toes.

Z-King: Keep me on my toes?...YOU CAME HERE OUT OF THE BLUE, KNOCKED ME OFF MY CHAIR AND YOUR TYPING ON MY LABTOP AGAIN!

Deadpool: You do realize who you're talking to right?

Z-King:….good point. So, what are you doing here?

Deadpool: Well, it has been a long time and I wanted to catch up with one of my two fav Fanfic writers.

Z-King: Really?

Deadpool: Ok to be honest you're are not really my favourte, I'm just saying that since it is the holidays.

Z-King: Geez thanks….also you misspelled Favorite.

Deadpool: OH, LOOK WHOS TALKING!

Z-King: DEADPOOL I'M TRYING TO WRITE A CHIRSTMAS FANFIC CAN YOU PLEASE LEAVE?

Deadpool: You're really going to do Night Before Christmas? Why don't you try something like Rudolph the Galarian Ponyta?

Z-King: maybe next… really? You could not come with a better name?

Deadpool: HEY! I'm a super hero/anti-Hero/Assassin/Avenger/X-men kind of/Merc with a mouth/lover of all fandom/-

Z-King: Ok I get it! Look can you please leave and let me continue this in peace?

Deadpool: Well since this is the holidays…okay, but if you take too long on that 4th story again, I'm not going to stop bothering you. Now off to Lord Primeval's house.

DEADPOOL AWAY!

Z-King: Great, he broke my window…and now back to the poem.


All different types of them, from water to flight, all know that St. Nicholas is coming tonight.

The Trainers where nestled all warm in the center, knew that resting out in the cold was not for the better.


Deadpool: Ok that was a poor rhyme.

Z-King: I THOUGHT YOU WHERE GONE!

Deadpool: I'm going, I just forgot one of my guns. Now I'm leaving.

Z-King: You're just going to come back an interrupted me again aren't you?

Deadpool…maybe.


As their trainers all slept, dreaming of battles they recall. Their Pokemon all nestled inside of their balls.


Deadpool: Ha you said-

Z-King: DON'T. YOU. DARE.

Deadpool:…well you did.


When just right outside there rose such a clatter, a trainer sprang from their feet so see what was the matter.


Deadpool: Who's that?

Z-King: What?

Deadpool: The Trainer, who was it? Is it Ash?

Z-King: Does it matter?

Deadpool: It should to the reader.

Z-King: I don't know, it is up to the reader.

Deadpool: I think it's Ash.

Z-King: FINE THEN IT'S ASH!

Deadpool: Really? I wanted it to be Dawn.

Z-King: ARGH!


Pikachu got up and as quick as a flash, he went to the window and looked outside with Ash.


Deadpool: You really using Ash in this story?

Z-King: Just shut up.

Deadpool: Okay, okay. Geeze where's your Christmas spirit?

Z-King: It died when you came in.


The moonlight up above so bright but not blinding, gave new color to the snow, just like any shiny.


Deadpool: Shiny what?

Z-King: You know, like Shiny Pokemon.

Deadpool: Then why didn't you say that?

Z-King: Do you want to write this story?

Deadpool: Now think very carefully on who you are asking to write a Christmas fic.

Z-King: Hmm, you're right.


When, what to they saw, all flying not charging, but a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny Deerlings.


Deadpool: Wait what about the Stantlers?

Z-King: Well I'm using Deerling.

Deadpool: But the Pokemon Christmas episode I saw, Santa used Stantlers.

Z-King: Yeah where the first one, he used Ponytas.

Deadpool: Oh yeah, that was the one where the Jinx-

Z-King: NO! Don't start that up!


With a little old driver, so lively and quick, They knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.

More rapid than Pidgiots his coursers they came, and he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name.


Deadpool: OH OH, LET ME DO IT!

Z-King: Do what?

Deadpool: Let me put in their names. Obviously you're not going to call them by Santa's real raindeer's name.

Z-King: Well okay, but keep it clean.

Deadpool: Trust me.


"Now! Furry, now! Murphy, now! Regius and Kelly."

"On! Bojack, on! Stewie, on! Edd and Eddy!"


Z-King: Deadpool!

Deadpool: What it's clean. And besides there are worst names people have given their pokemon.

Z-King: True.


"To the top of the porch! To the top of the wall! Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!"


Deadpool: So now your using lines from the actual story?

Z-King: Just honoring the original.

Deadpool: Ok but don't complain when people sue you for copywriting.

Z-King: oh, relax it's not like any writer here is getting paid on this site you know.

Deadpool: Which is a shame cause there is real talent on this site.

Z-King: Are you being sarcastic?

Deadpool: I don't know it is hard to tell in this type of dialogue.


Much like Articuno as it sores through the sky, they meet no obstacle as they fly.

So up to the center-top the coursers they flew, with the sleigh full of toys and St. Nicholas too.

And then in a twinkling, they heard on the roof, the prancing and pawing of each little hoof.

As they drew in their head, and was turning around, down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.

He was dress'd all in fur, from his head to his foot, and his clothes were all tarnish'd with ashes and soot.

A bundle of toys was flung on his back, and he look'd like a peddler just opening his pack.


Deadpool: Careful this getting real close to the actual poem, remember the Copyright police.

Z-King: Hold on there here's where it gets different.


And out from his cap all little joyful, a cute tiny Pichu who's acting quit playful.


Deadpool: Now that is cute.

Z-King: Glad you like.

Deadpool: Now do you really need to get to the part where you explain Santa's appearance?

Z-King: Nope, I'll leave that to the readers imagination.


The Pichu dove in to the toys fast as lightning, and tossed some gifts in the stockings, it seemed quit exciting.

The jolly old man chuckled with glee as he sat down the presents, when he was done he looked over his work, he seemed quite pleasant.

Then as he laid his finger on the side his nose, his Pichu climbed back up on his hat, then with a nod up the chimney they rose.

Then he sprung to his sleigh, to the team gave a whistle, and away they all flew, like the drown of a thistle: But they heard him exclaim, as they drove out of sight

"Merry Christmas to all!"

"Pichu, Pichu!"


Deadpool: Huh?

Z-King: Human words, "And Happy Holidays too."

So what do you think?

Deadpool: hmm, not one of your best works.

Z-King: Just go bother Lord Primeval.

Deadpool: Ok, DEADPOOL OUT!

Z-King: NO WAIT DEADPOOL JUMP OUT OF THE WINDOW YOU ALREADY BROKE!...dang it.

Well anyway I hope you all at least have a happy, healthy and safe holiday and hope things will get better in the new year.

Till then as Santa and Pichu both said:

MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL AND HAPPY HOLIDAYS TOO!

The End.