Pokemon in a Nutshell/Nut House
A/N: My Kingdom Hearts fic isn't doin' too well…So! I've decided to try my hand
at Pokemon! Please, please, please review. I don't care if you hate it!…Well,
actually I kinda do, but still review! So…Ash is 16, Misty is 18, May is 16, and
Dawn's 14. I'm not giving Brock an age, though. He doesn't need one.
Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon and never will! TT Although if I did, there
would be major changes…Heh.
Ch. 1
Ah…Pallet Town. Sweet, calm, serene, mediocre Pallet Town. If you ever
played Red, Blue or Green Version, you'll know what I mean. But not FireRed or
LeafGreen. They screwed the place up big time. A place where many trainers start their
journey. At least if they live in Kanto. Those lucky little buggers are given a choice
between Bulbasaur, Squirtle, or the devilishly good-looking Charmander. Yes, even Ash
Ketchum began his journey here, but the troubled youth was too late too pick up a
Charmander or one of the others…Instead he got a yellow rodent with an attitude problem
that insisted upon frying the young boy's innards. However, upon defending the Pikachu
from a flock of seriously pissed-off Spearow, he earned its trust. But I'm getting ahead
of myself. Or behind, technically…Whatever. After returning from the Sinnoh Region
(no, he didn't beat the League, 'cause he never does) Ash decided to head back to Kanto
for a little vacation. Things never work out as they plan, now do they? Let's get to the
main storyline, shall we?
In the Ketchum household, a seriously fucked up looking mime was putting up
decorations. Yeah, I'm talking about Mimey, the Mr. Mime. Why was he decorating?
His master and secret lover, Deliah, had ordered him to do so. Women are extremely
manipulative, no? The poor Mr. Mime sighed as he put up more streamers. He really
didn't like that Ash kid? Why? His cheeks have some weird lightning pattern. Mimes
hate lightning. Deliah opened the door. "Mimey, are you done yet?" she called.
"Mime mime mime! (get the hell off my back!!)" Mimey screamed. Of
course, being a human and all, Deliah had no freaking clue what the Mr. Mime was
saying.
"Okay, well keep at it!" she said and left the room. Mimey sighed in frustration.
Humans could be complete morons.
Ash was finally on Route 1, nearing the town of Pallet. It was kind of annoying,
though, because he kept running into extremely weak Pidgey and Rattata. He suddenly
noticed that Pikachu was missing. "Pikachu," he called. "Where are you?" Scooby then
popped up. Ash stared at him. Scooby Doo then bounded off muttering something about
snacks. Ash finally found his Pikachu raping a defenseless Rattata.
"Pikachu…" he muttered. "Not again…" Pikachu ignored him and kept going
until he was finished. Geez, no wonder Rattata multiply so fast… The electrical rodent
thought. A sudden shriek was heard. Ash, Pikachu, and the used Rattata looked up too
see a Pidgeot….Ash's Pidgeot. The massive bird was leading a large flock of Pidgey and
Pidgeotto. The Pidgeot recognized Ash and fluttered down to greet him.
"Pijo! (Yo!) " it squawked joyously. Ash recognized it too.
"Hey, Pidgeot! Been a while huh?" he laughed.
" Pij pijo…(Nine seasons in fact…)" it sighed.
"So, you wanna join my team again?" Ash asked.
"Pijo pij pij! (Would I ever!)" it agreed. Unfortunately, Ash didn't speak
Pidgeot, or any other Pokemon in fact.
"Huh? You won't?" Ash questioned.
"Pij pidgeot! Pijo! (No, I will!)" it nearly shrieked.
"What? You wanna battle first?" said the perplexed Ash. Pidgeot sighed. Its
master hadn't changed at all.
A/N: So…How was it? Review or I will eat your heart!!! See ya later
