Cody The Pikachu: Hey there, everyone, and welcome back to Pokémon Scary Tales! Once again, I apologize for not uploading this earlier, so I hope I did good with this chapter. No scary story this chapter,'ll have scary songs and poems!

I've seen another scary website called Scary For Kids, and they got some really good scary stories. Examples are Donkey Lady, Cow's Head (which is said to be the scariest story ever), and a lot more where that came from. Plus, there are even some stories from the Scary Stories To Tell In The Dark series. And one of the poems on here will be from a famous guy, the founder of horror literature like Stephen King.

And without any further words, let's get on with the disclaimer.

Disclaimer: I do not, have not, and will never own Pokémon. It belongs to Satoshi Tajiri. And I don't own the scary stories or poems either; they belong to the original tellers of the stories and songs.

Uploading Date: January 22, 2014



Songs And Poems

Once the drama was over, Pikachu saw that it was almost dawn already, so they had to pack up and leave for the day. But he and Ash would still be in the Sinnoh region, getting ready to head off to Unova for their next great adventure. Even Team Rocket's Pokémon promised to show up at the next campfire meeting, eager to tell stories and hear them as well.

The next night, the Pokémon from before gathered around a fire Infernape and Cyndaquil made a few minutes ago. Pikachu saw that Team Rocket's Pokémon had kept their promise and showed up, looking nothing like the threat they had been over the years. Also, Gliscor and the goofy Haunter were there, laughing and swapping jokes like old friends.

But after Pikachu gave the usual greetings and sat down again, both Haunter floated over to the fire, facing the Pokémon. Pikachu wondered what they were going to say.

"Hey, brother mine!" one Haunter said to the other. "What do you feel like telling tonight?"

"I feel like I wanna sing," the Haunter said with a grin. "I love singing scary songs!"

"So do I! You read my mind! Which one do you wanna tell first?"

The other Pokémon stared at them in confusion before Sudowoodo turned to Gliscor. "Do those fellas always act like this?" he asked.

Gliscor shrugged. "Often. Usually around Halloween; it's their favorite holiday."

The Haunter brothers turned to their friend, the bigger one saying, "Right-o, friend! Right-o! But which one do you wanna hear?"

" about the Slithery Dee?" Gliscor asked.

"Oooooh! I love that one!" Haunter One said with a giggle. "Okay, we got a song to sing! It's called...the Slithery Dee! We got a rule, though," he added seriously. "My brother and I sing at the beginning and end of the song..."

Haunter Two added, "And the rest of you pick who gets to sing which verse. But EVERYONE can chant along! Who's up first?"

"That's me, bro."


"Now let's get to it!" With a spectacularly spooky voice, he began the song.

Haunter One: The Slithery Dee

He lives in the sea!

He saw all the others,

But he didn't see me!

Pikachu: The Slithery Dee

He came out of the sea!

He chased all the others,

But he didn't chase me!

Cyndaquil: The Slithery Dee

I hid in a tree!

He caught all the others,

But he didn't catch me!

Sudowoodo: The Slithery Dee

He went back to the sea!

He ate all the others,

But he didn't eat me!

Haunter Two: The Slithery Dee

Oh, where can he be?

He ate all the others,

But he'll never eat...SLURP!

The early tension was gone now. Every Pokémon was laughing and passing out some candy, and the Haunter were enjoying it, cheering and clapping their ghostly hands. Pikachu found out that they could also come up with poems as well as stories, and the Haunter brothers really came up with some good poems.

"What about The Hearse Song?" Gliscor spoke up, breaking up the laughter. "I heard it's a good song to sing in a graveyard."

Haunter Two let out a whoop and yelled, "Woo-hoo! I love that! Hey bro!" He looked over at his brother. "You wanna sing it? A duet or...'triet'?"

"A triet?" Togekiss sniffed. "That's not a real word."

"Like ghostified, toots," Croagunk cackled. "But hey, it's to add the comedy."

Togekiss sniffed, but she gave him a small smile.

"Anyways, yes, brother mine!" Haunter One spoke up. "Any song you wanna sing is a song I wanna sing too!"

Clearing their throats, they practiced singing some notes and finally directed Gliscor to bring out a banjo. Then they began to sing, the whistling of the wind in the trees adding the spooky air.

Haunter One: Don't ever laugh when a hearse goes by. You just might be the next to die.

Wobbuffet: Oh no!

Haunter Two: They'll trap you in a big white sheet, from your head down to your feet

Haunter One: They'll throw you in a big black box, and fill your grave with dirt and rocks.

Haunter Two: And there you'll lie for about a week, until your coffin springs a leak

For instrumentals, Gliscor strummed the banjo, and Pikachu saw that they should join in the fun. So he grabbed a stick and started tapping it on a rock, Sudowoodo was shaking branches full of dead leaves, and Piplup had gotten maracas and started shaking them with his flippers. Even Meowth joined in by shaking Seviper's tail and a random tambourine.

"Now we're talking!" both Haunter laughed. And then, they continued their song, complete with hilarious gestures and acts, saying "Join in, folks!"

Haunter One: The worms crawl in, the worms crawl out, the worms play pinochle on your snout!

Haunter Two: They'll eat your ears, they'll eat your toes, they'll gobble your fingers and your toes!

Gliscor: But then a great big rat will come, Crawl in your mouth and out your bum!

Togekiss: Ew!

Rotom: Your skin will turn a sickly blue, your brains will melt and turn to goo!

Carnivine: You spread them on a slice of bread, and that's what you eat...

Pikachu: And?

Carnivine: ...when...

Happiny: And?


Pachirisu: And?

Carnivine: Dead!

Everyone laughed as they all settled down and began swapping favorite parts of the song. This made Pikachu wish that he could do this with the other Pokémon Ash had back at Professor Oak's lab. While he was thinking, he heard the Haunter saying something about singing another song, and he was up to singing some more.

But then, just as they were about to sing...a low rumbling voice rang out for them to hear. It sounded a bit like the actor named James Earl Jones, and the voice sounded ominous.

"Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,

Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore

While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,

As of someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door

'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, 'tapping at my chamber door

Only this and nothing more.'"

Pikachu did not know who that voice belonged too, and quite frankly, he did not want to know. The voice sounded deep and compelling...but also melancholy and dark; still, it would be good to hear this voice while huddled next to a fire on a cold night. While the Pokémon whispered some questions about the newcomer, the voice rang out again.

"Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December;

And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.

Eagerly I wished the morrow; vainly I had sought to borrow

From my books surcease of sorrow, sorrow for the lost Lenore

For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore

Nameless here for evermore.

And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain

Thrilled me, filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;

So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating,

'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door

Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door;

This it is and nothing more.'"

"Come on," the first Haunter muttered, both he and his brother pouting from having their fun interrupted. "Get it over with."

"Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,

'Sir,' said I, 'or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;

But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,

And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,

That I scarce was sure I heard you.' Here, I opened wide the door;

Darkness there, and nothing more."

This caused the Pokémon to shiver. If there was something scarier than a monster, it was the silence and darkness of an empty corridor or a dark forest with no sound. That was scarier than the scariest dream even a Darkrai could cause.

"Hey you guys," Piplup suddenly spoke up. "You know what would be scarier than nothing?"

"What?" Pikachu asked.


Cyndaquil smiled faintly. "At least the silence is broken."

But just then, the voice rang out again.

"Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,

Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before;

But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token,

And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, 'Lenore?'

This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, 'Lenore!'

Merely this and nothing more.

Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,

Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before.

'Surely,' said I, 'surely that is something at my window lattice

Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore

Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore;

'Tis the wind and nothing more!'"

Just then, a shadowy bird flew down and landed in front of the fire. It was revealed to be a large male Honchkrow, his black feathers tinted with orange in the firelight. He had a serious look on his face, and around his neck was a black necklace with a black jewel on it. Pikachu had always seen these crow-like Pokémon as comical and Mafia-like at their upmost...but not this one. He looked like he had been the pet of a horror literature author, for he looked somber and dark.

Seeing the audience he had, Honchkrow smirked and continued in that same deep voice:

"Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,

In there stepped a stately Raven of the saintly days of yore;

Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he

But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door

Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door

Perched, and sat, and nothing more.

Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,

By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,

'Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,' I said, 'art sure no craven,

Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the nightly shore.

Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!'

Quoth the Raven..."

"Bite me!" Meowth chuckled.

Honchkrow looked startled before glaring at him. "How dare you interrupt me?"

Pikachu glared at Meowth too. "Yeah. It's supposed to be Nevermore."

"Thank you, Pikachu," Honchkrow said with a nod. "Quoth the know what? I can't finish this. I'm sorry, everyone."

"It's fine," Gible said while everyone else groaned. To Meowth, he snapped, "Thanks for ruining the poem, Meowth!"

Meowth glared back. "Well, I don't like moody stuff, thank yous! I like romance stuff...especially if it's about a pretty Skitty or Glameow or..."

"A Tangrowth murdering his Sunflora wife?" Infernape asked with a smirk. Meowth glared at him, making the Flame Pokémon say, "What? It was your story. And by the way, that poem was by one of the greatest horror authors ever: Edgar Allen Poe."

"Yeah, he was great!" Rotom chirped. "He was like the founding father of all horror stories!"

All of a sudden, Piplup walked over towards the candy pile, grabbed a Twix bar, and walked over to Honchkrow. He held it up, saying, "You wanna join us in telling stories? We can give you some candy."

Honchkrow looked down at the Twix bar. "Candy? My owner never gave me candy."

"That's a shame," Piplup muttered. He brightened up and held it up some more, saying, "Well, here's your chance!"

"Well...all right," Honchkrow said. "Give me that candy first."

Piplup did so, and the crow-like Pokemon opened the candy bar before popping it into his mouth. After a bit of slow chewing (I know birds can't chew, but bear with me on this!), his dark eyes brightened before chewing faster and then swallowing the thing whole. Pikachu smiled at this: here was another friend they got from telling stories.

Finally, Honchkrow said, "That was delicious! There is more, right?" With a nod from every Pokémon, he said, "Then I shall stay and tell some stories I know. Now who has not told a story just yet?"

Pikachu counted the Pokémon and replied, "The Pokémon who told stories are me, Piplup, Sudowoodo, Buneary, Togekiss, Infernape, Buizel, Meowth, Seviper, and Mamoswine. The Haunter brothers had just started their third scary song before you showed up. I know you already told a poem, but you can go again soon if you like."

"I shall take my time," Honchkrow said. To the fourth wall, he added, "And all of you, I advise that you pick a new Pokemon to tell the next story. May we meet again!"

To be continued...


Cody The Pikachu: Here we go, folks! We finally have this chapter up and running. Once again, I'm sorry I hadn't updated this story in a while. But hey, we've gotten somewhere so far on here, and we introduced a new Pokémon to the story. I don't mean by a Pokémon from the Kalos region...but I might mention some.

Speaking of Kalos, have you all seen the new Pokémon anime series yet? So far, I've seen eleven Japanese episodes and one English episode, and they're great! Ash's new friends (Clemont and Bonnie) are okay, and I like Serena so far. In fact, she and Ash even knew each other when they were kids. But strangely enough to me, that felt like Pokémon meets Brother Bear 2.

Remember to read and review! Anyone who reads and reviews this story will get a virtual plush doll of their favorite Pokemon along with a virtual burger and condiments. That includes ketchup, mustard, pickles, and the like. I don't allow flames, but I welcome advice and constructive criticism as long as it's not harsh.

See ya next time!