Ash and Misty: Much Ado About Pokemon

Ambezua: Hias! this is my newest Fan Fic! As opposed to my usual tendency to write stories that are compatible with the Anime (for the most part, anyway) this story is set in a different timeline. Allow me to explain... It is based on the play "Much Ado About Nothing" by Willian Shakespeare, as well as Pokemon (obviously). I do not own the rights to either of them, so don't accuse me with any copyright infringements or anything. It's a self-professed Fan Fic for crying out loud!

Ash and his friends became from battling against each other in the pokemon league. The winner was Brock, who has earned the title of the Pokemon Prince. He has been awarded a small country estate as a reward, and has invited his two best friends, Ash and Drew, to live with him. Nearby Brock's residence, there also lives a wealthy man by the name of Norman. He has a single daughter, May, as well as an uncle whose name is Professor Oak. Oak has a single granddaughter, named Misty. Like her anime counterpart, she is a bit shrewish and witty. Dawn is May's best friend and housemaid. Gary is a family friend of the Oak family, but does he have nefarious plans for the young girls? What happens when Brock, Ash, and Drew try to get girlfriends? Well... let's find out!

Preface:

Narrator: Here, we find ourselves overlooking a beautiful sunset, complete with crimson rays and the sparkling blue waves of the ocean. Set high on a hill is an amazing sight: a country house overlooking this beautiful scene. This is the Kanto Region, and our friends are here to rest, train, and prepare for the next season with the Prince.

Chorus: But will they be strong enough to stand against the evil?

Narrator: There is only one way to find out... Brock, Drew, and Ash have quite a ride ahead of them, filled with love, heartache, manipulation... but also a lot of fun!

Chorus: Let us begin!

Narrator: Indeed... please, ladies and gentlemen, be kind to watch, kindly to judge our play!

Act one: Early Infatuation

Scene: A room in Norman's house

(Enter Misty and May, May holding a book and Misty standing by herself)

(Enter Norman, running)

Norman: Hurry girls, I have heard that the Pokemon Prince himself, and two of his closest friends are on there way past here this very minute.

(exit Norman)

May: Really, Father? Oh, I can't wait to meet them! I hope they are cute...

Misty: May, keep your head out of the clouds for once. I dare-say that you speak as if you know of them, more than in name that is.

May: You are most perceptive, Misty. I do indeed know of a certain young man, one of the Prince's companions.

Misty: Who? Speak up!

May: One named Drew... I have heard that he is a pokemon coordinator, just like Dawn and I.

Misty: Seriously, May, you need to come back down to earth...

May: Isn't it true that you know one of the young men yourself?

Misty: Who do you refer to? i know many young men who are aquatinted with the Prince. I cannot think of one who holds a high standing with the Prince, however.

May: Don't kid yourself, Misty... You know who I am talking about. There is a certain young man around your age who has recently come to the Prince's attention. One named Ash Ketchum, of Pallet town.

Misty: I should have known you would pull such a cheap trick.

May: What do you mean, Misty?

Misty: You say he is a young man, yet it is not so. He is a spoiled tramp who has deceived himself into thinking he has the whole earth under his own wretched feet. He is a scoundrel and a thief!

May: Surely, good lady, you do not sill harbor such ill feelings toward the man because of that trivial mishap?

Misty: His pikachu fried my bike, the base villain! There is no greater offense to a woman than to deface and destroy her personal belongings.

May: Ah, Misty, I know that you fancy the young fellow.

Misty: I most certainly do not, dear cousin. Even if it were not for his foul disposition, his staunch pride, and his destruction-bent pikachu, I still would not tolerate his presence for more than an hour.

May: And why is that, cousin?

Misty: His face is so gaunt, malformed, and filthy that it pains my eyes to behold him for longer than that.

May: (Laughs)

(Enter Norman)

Norman: Girls, it's time. Gather your things and follow me!

(Exit Norman, Misty, and May)

Scene: A road in front of the Prince's (Brock) house.

Prince Brock: Here we are, gents, our residence until next season.

Drew: It surely has a goodn-natured feel about it, does it not, Prince?

Prince Brock: Indeed... The lands are wide and fertile, good for growing all manner of fruitful plants and trees. I feel at home here in the wide open fields and fresh air; its perfect for the care of my pokemon. But I digress... What say you, my good friend, Ash?

Ash: I dare say it is a goodly property, that much is true, but I dislike the feeling in the air when I travel in this part of the country.

Drew: Surely you got sufficient sleep last night, did you not?

Ash: Yes, but... Good Prince, who are those yonder travelers? (pointing)

Prince Brock: I did not inform anyone of our presence here... Whoever they are, I did not call for them.

Ash: I note one of them... A foul omen if I ever laid eyes on one.

Drew: Which one of them, I pray you?

Ash: Trust me, good friend, you will know it by the sound of its voice.

(enter Norman, Professor Oak, May, and Misty)

Norman: Greetings, Prince! It gives me much honor to inform you that my residence is but beyond yonder hill. I am Norman, and this is my uncle Professor Oak, my niece Misty, and my darling daughter May.

Professor Oak: It gives me much pleasure to meet you in person, Prince. Please grant me the freedom to recite a poem for you some day.

(May and Misty twitch)

Prince Brock: Perhaps another time, good Sir. These are my two companions and friends: Drew and Ash.

Ash: You are the great professor Oak? My friends have informed me that your research is going well. I presume they are correct in their observation?

Oak: that is correct... In fact, when I got word of your arrival I was just about to test the properties of Stun Spore when it has been dissolved in water.

Ash: Fascinating.

Oak: Please tell me, Ash.. How is this Pikachu that I have heard so much about?

(enter Pikachu)

Pikachu: pika!

Misty (whispering to May): There it is, the very devilish villan himself... and his nefarious accomplice!

May (whispering back): Cousin, perhaps the young man has changed over the years.

Misty (whispering to May): Even if his temperament has, his face has not.

Oak: So THIS is the fellow, eh?

Ash: The one and only.

Norman: I do not mean to be tedious, gents, but would you all grace us by joining us for a meal?

Ash: No, not a trouble at all! Like women, food has never been much of a trouble to my stomach.

Ash laughs

Drew and Brock sweat-drop

Misty: I wonder why you continue to talk, Ash: nobody takes much notice of you.

Ash: What, my dear Lady Disdain! are you yet living?

Misty: Is it possible disdain should die while she hath such meet food to feed it as Ash Ketchum?

Ash: It is certain I am loved of all ladies, only you excepted. Truly, however I love none of them.

Misty: A dear happiness to women, else they would be plagued by such a person as you. I am of a

similar nature as you: I had rather listen to psyduck's rants than a man swear he loves me.

Ash: I hope you keep such an opinion... I pity the man who would try to win your heart, for he would receive a premature pounding from your mallet!

Misty: A face such as yours would be none the worse for the pounding

Ash: How you do carry on like a spearow!

Misty: A bird of my tongue is better than a beast of yours.

Ash: I would my rapidash had the speed of your tongue! Enough, I am done with you...

Misty: You always end with such a line... I know you too well...

Norman: It is settled then, you will join me for dinner in an hour. Fare you well!

(exit Norman, Oak, May, Misty)

Drew: Ash, did you note Norman's daughter?

Ash: I didn't "note" her; but I looked at her.

Drew: Is she not a modest young lady?

Ash: Do you ask me for my simple true judgment; or should I speak as I usually do, as you know my opinion of persons of that gender...

Drew: No; I request your sober judgment.

Ash: Why, I think she's too low for a high praise, too brown for a fair praise and too little for a great praise: only this commendation I can afford her, that were she other than she is, she were unhandsome; and being no other but as she is, I do not like her.

Drew: do you think I am fooling around with you? Please, Ash, tell me how you like her.

Ash: Would you buy her, if she were for sale?

Drew: Can the world buy such a jewel?

Ash: Yeah, and a case to put it into. But why do you speak in this strange way?

Drew: In mine eye she is the sweetest lady that ever I looked on.

Ash: I can see well without glasses and I see no such thing. I hope you have no intent to pursue young, fickle girls, do you?

Drew: Had I sworn the contrary, I would recall my word if May would be my girlfriend.

Ash: Is't come to this? Shall I never see an unfettered man of sixteen years of age?!

Prince Brock: I shall see you pale with love.

Ash: With anger, with sickness, or with hunger, Prince. Not with love.

Drew: That I love May, I feel.

Prince Brock: That she is worthy, I know.

Ash: That I neither feel how she should be loved nor know how she should be worthy, is the opinion that fire cannot melt out of me: I will die in it at the stake.

Prince Brock: You were always an obstinate heretic in spite of beauty.

Ash: That a woman conceived me, I thank her; that she brought me up, I likewise give her most humble thanks, but I hold strong to my resolution that I will live a single man.

Prince Brock: Come, my good friends, let us get on our way: It would be rude to keep our hosts waiting.

Drew: That is true, good Prince. Let us get to the banquet so kindly prepared for us!

Ash: Very well.

(Exit Ash, Pikachu, Brock, Drew)

(Enter Gary)

Gary: What is this that I hear in mine ears? Could it be true that Drew has fallen for the fair May? Perhaps this will prove to my advantage, if I am both subtile and crafty in mine actions... Let me see the fullness of this matter...

(Exit Gary)

(Scene: A room in Norman's house)

(Enter Norman, Misty, May, Brock, Ash, Drew)

Norman: Sit, my good friends, and eat your fill. All I have is yours to enjoy!

Prince Brock: I think you, good sir, for your generosity.

Norman: I am a wealthy man, should I not express my thanks and gratitude upon receiving such a person as yourself into mine house?

(Enter Dawn)

Prince Brock: Fair maiden!

Dawn: Me, Sir?

Prince Brock: Yes, fair angel of mine eyes...

Ash (whispering to himself): As if by some trick of fate, mine friend has been bestowed with a peculiar gift: every woman in the world admires him, yet all are repulsed by his approaches, as I will see again shortly. If I were bestowed with such a gift, I would count myself the most blessed man in the world.

Prince Brock: What say you?

Dawn: I say, good Prince, that you have spent too much time in the sun: It has darkened yours skin and muddled your brains.

May: Please do not be so harsh to the god man, Dawn.

Dawn: I said nought but what needed to be said. Now, good masters all, be seated, for our meal will be served shortly.

(End of chapter one)

I know! I have written it in shakespearian language, as well as put it into "play text" form. Tell me what you think of it. Is it a good thing, or should I write it in normal, paragraph-based text? I need input! This is the first attempt I have seen at this sort of thing, so please keep that in mind!

Summary: Brock, Ash and Drew move into the house. Norman, Oak, Misty, and May all head over to Prince Brock's estate and give them a warm welcome. Norman invites all of them to a ball as a welcoming celebration. Drew is instantly enamored by the "fair May," whereas Ash and Misty get into a heated argument. Ash scoffs of Drew's fanciful view of May. Brock seems supportive of the pairing, and teases Ash about secretly liking Misty. Ash scoffs at the idea of EVER getting married. Brock casually flirts with Dawn, but is quickly shut-down. Gary overlooks the scene, and sees an opportunity to have some fun with the young lovers.