Author's Note: Sadly, this is not a new chapter for No Mr. Ketchum, You Can't Have a Baby. But don't worry, the chapters are coming. For arguments sake, let's say this is like an add-on to the previously mentioned story, since all the characters are present. All of these stories will center on Erik and will range from mildly funny to mildly sad. I say 'mildly' because I'm not sure where this story fits.
Pairing: PalletShipping
Dedicated to: Bittersweet Romanticide, because of her unbelievable foreshadowing abilities...Scared the crap outta me, it did...And the fact that she freakin' KNOWS Erik. I swear, I think she personally knows him.
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo Game Freak and Pokemon USA. Erik and Ms. Parker are my little puppets, no matter how unoriginal they are.
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Chapter One:
Role Model Material
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Erik Parker, eight years old and the perfect incarnation of human heterosexuality, was watching television in his room. He had just come home from a long day at school. No need to explain further. A battle was being broadcast live through the entire Kanto region.
It was between some random nobody that Erik could really care less about, and the reigning champion of the Battle Frontier, (and Erik's hero), Ash Ketchum. Erik was on the edge of his seat. The battle was intense and fierce as neither pokemon was ready to give up.
Erik admired the way Mr. Ketchum called out his attacks with so much confidence. Erik wished he had that kind of confidence...He wished he was out there with Mr. Ketchum.
He would cheer for him the loudest. And when the referee would call for the five minute break, Erik would run up to Ash with a nice cool water bottle waiting for him.
And then, Ash would wink at Erik, and call him his 'little boy' and then...
The crowd in the television started going wild. Erik turned his attention back to the battle.
It was unbelievable!
'Ash Ketchum pulled an astounding victory!' crowed the MC. 'and overcame the challenger with a last minute win!'
Erik jumped on his bed, screaming at the top of his lungs 'Yes, yes!' Mr. Ketchum had won the match!
Ms. Parker could hear him from her bedroom downstairs and she would come up any moment now to tell him to shut up, but he just didn't care right now.
Ash Ketchum cradled Pikachu in his arms and waved towards the audience. Erik almost stopped breathing when Mr. Ketchum looked straight into the camera and gave it a thumbs-up. Mr. Ketchum was just so cool!
"I want to be just like Mr. Ketchum!" Erik whispered to himself. If he didn't whisper it, then his mother would hear it and tear it away from him.
He would be just like Mr. Ketchum. Mr. Ketchum was just about the coolest person on the face of the planet!
Erik watched gleefully as Mr. Ketchum walked towards his opponent. The young boy knew what Mr. Ketchum was about to do. Mr. Ketchum was going to shake the trainer's hand and invite him or her to lunch. He did that all the time. Erik decided to take a look at the challenger, the lucky guy who would spend a day with the Pokemon champion.
His heart stopped. But just for a moment.
The lucky guy was...so many things Erik just didn't understand. The man, the former nobody, was a little taller than Ash Ketchum. He had brown hair and dark green eyes.
His eyes glanced at the camera in a way Mr. Ketchum did not.
To Mr. Ketchum, the camera was just another friend.
This man regarded the camera as if it were as real person. He looked almost scary.
Erik crawled closer to the television screen. The man, whoever he was, certainly didn't look like any trainer. He looked just like a professor.
'Can you believe it folks, Gary Oak isn't the least bit phased by his defeat!' the MC roared over the heartfelt cheers of the audience.
Gary Oak (Erik whispered the name a few times) just chuckled.
It was nothing like Mr. Ketchum's boyish chuckle. That was a grown-up chuckle, the kind adults and teachers gave to little kids like Erik.
It was condescending.
Mr. Ketchum stood in front of Mr. Gary Oak...
...And kissed him right on the lips.
Erik could feel the blood rushing to his face. Why? Why did Mr. Ketchum just do that...? He felt really upset for some reason, as if Mr. Ketchum had betrayed him or something.
"Better luck next time Gary-boy!" Ash chortled before walking out of the stadium, laughing at the top of his lungs.
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Author's Note: Sorry about this, I just liked Erik and I wanted to expand his character a little more. Chalk it up to my love of tying up loose ends.
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