Virtual Reality is Freaky
Summary: In Gary's spare time, he made a virtual reality game. He's invited some choice trainers to test it out before he markets it…
Disclaimer: I'll put this in song form! Scratch that...I can't sing...So...I don't own a singing ability nor do I own pokemon...darn, the singing part would be nice!
Author's note: Yup, another story that I'm unlikely to finish...
Chapter One: RSVP
"So Gramps…who do you think should come?" asked Gary, sitting at the dining table in the dining room in Professor Oak's house.
"Hmm…" Professor Oak stroked his chin thoughtfully. "I still don't see where you find the time to make these things…"
"You gonna help or what?" asked Gary, annoyed.
"Alright, I'll help," said Professor Oak, disgruntled. "As long as you keep your end of the deal."
Gary waved his hand impatiently. "I hired you a five star cook, ok? You don't expect me to cook for you do you?"
"What kind of cook?" asked Professor Oak.
"He specializes in French and Italian foods…seems to like anchovies too," said Gary.
"Mmm, anchovies! Okay, I'll do whatever you say from now on! Do you have a pen and paper?" asked Professor Oak.
"Gramps, I've been having a pen and paper! Will you hurry up?" said Gary, still impatient.
"Right," said Professor Oak, quickly. "Invite Ash and those people traveling with him…what were their names again?" The professor shook his head as if the answers would just pop out. "May, Max, Brock, I think…Get that famous contest coordinator too. You know, green hair? Uh…Drew, I think it was. Then let's have that orange haired girl go too, Foggy or whatever her name was. Cerulean City gym leader."
"Misty? The Cerulean City's gym leader's name is Misty," said Gary.
"Oh, right, Misty…could've sworn it was Drizzly…" said Professor Oak thoughtfully.
"You just said Foggy," pointed out Gary.
"Erm, anyway…why don't we have that group join along too? What was it…Team Missile?" asked Professor Oak.
"I believe you mean Team Rocket," said Gary. "You want to invite those two idiots with the Meowth right?"
"Sure, sure…and let's get Mrs. Ketchum to compete too," said Professor Oak.
Gary finished writing all the names his grandfather said on an elaborate list. "Anyone else?"
"What about a Nurse Joy? Maybe an Officer Jenny?" asked Professor Oak.
"Which one?" asked Gary.
"Uh…Nurse Joy from Fuscia, and Officer Jenny from Celedon City," said Professor Oak.
"Maybe we should have that guy named Harley in it too…weren't you talking about him the other day?" asked Gary.
"Harley? I thought it was Haley," said Professor Oak, confused.
"You're the one who said it was Harley. You said you saw him on the telly when you watched the Grand Festival," explained Gary.
"The telly?" repeated Professor Oak, amused.
"You know, I am paying the cook…" said Gary slowly.
"Fine, I'll keep my comments to myself," grumbled Professor Oak.
"You take care of the invitations, and have them RSVP by next week," said Gary.
"Where is this taking place again?" asked Professor Oak.
"Right here," said Gary.
"Here?" Professor Oak paled. He didn't want to hold it in his own home.
Gary laughed at his grandfather's displeasure. "It'll be at Mrs. Ketchum's restaurant. I talked it out with her already. It'll bring her good business, because by the time everyone's done with the game, they'll want dinner. See gramps? I thought it all out."
"You better have," Professor Oak was not pleased. He waited until Gary left before he began writing out invitations on very fancy cards.