[ EU ] Write a serious story substituting as many words for pokemon names as possible .

Jasmine, the persian princess was standing there, with her hair split in ninetails. Her charmander grace made my heart flutter with the chancey that she may be the soul mate I was seaking. I thought to myself, what must I do to get a pikachu under that dress? It seemed farfetch'd that a slowpoke like me would seel the deal with a kiss, but I had to try. I approached her and asked her if she'd like a ride on my magikarp-et but immediately I started koffing and weezing. It was a gastly sight and the words would just not leave my meowth. I made a rapidash to the door, as I'm sure I looked oddish and wanted to e-raticate my fear'o this girl. I closed the door behind me and felt kind of drowzee so I cloistered myself in the corner. I was feeling pretty gloom-y when abra kadabra, alakazam, she enters the room and it warms. She looked like venusaur-ing through the heavens, brighter than the first staryu see at night. When she said my face would haunter dreams for the rest of time, all I could say was `` ditto.''
