Okay, for those who knew me as Princess Mystic, I've decided to put up an old fic of mine, just to see what people think of it. Some bits haven't been read before, and there are little tie-ins, but these come later. There will be another story that goes right before it (I'm still tweeking with it, though...I've only now just found the disk it was on. It explains a few things I've written in this one) and one between chapters 5 and 6 (also still working on it) Oh, and don't print this out, if that's what you do, and all. It is always being changed, and may be a waste to print it and find out that I have changed it. So read and review, and tell me what you think of it, k? Alright, now that that's out out of the way...
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon (nor Folgers coffee, to which I make a reference to). Never have, never will.
My characters, however, are my own creations, and if you should wish to use them, you must ask me BEFORE doing so. I do NOT condone plagerism
P.S: Hey, any spelling mistakes in here are due to the fact that I cante spel fore beens ;)
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Chapter One: Happy Birthday?
"Happy Birthday Ash!"
The rousing call woke Ash from a dreamless sleep. He didn't have to open his eyes to know who it was: his Mom, Misty, and his new friend, D.J Thunderston from Vermillion City. Ash opened one eye. They were standing by the door, grining from ear to ear. He sighed, and shook the sleep from his brain, and the spikes back in his hair.
"About time You got up! It's 10:30!" Misty said, tossing his clothes at him."We were supposed to meet Ashly today!"
"ASHLY! UH-OH!" Ash yelped, falling out of his bunk, and tugging on his clothes. Thoughts of the hot-tempered Japanese-Italian girl caused him to sweat bullets. He grabbed his hat, pokeballs, belt, and backpack. Snatching Pikachu, he grabbed Misty and D.J by the hands and dragged them out of the house, and down the road, after shouting
"BYEMOM!WEGOTTAGO,ORWE'LLBELATEANDASHLY'LLGETMAD!SEEYALATER!LOVEYA!" to his Mom.
Ashly was waiting for them, tapping her foot impatiently. She was supposed to be taking them out for Ash's Birthday. But NOT if they didn't get there on time!!! She shook out her waist-length pinkish-black hair irritably, and brushed the front bit out of her eyes (though it just fell back in place). Her blue-brown eyes snapped. Just then, she caught sight of them.
"Hi, Guys!" she cried, when they ran up."What took so long?! Never mind, don't tell me. C'mon! I've got a fun day planned for us!"
They were walking through the newly expanded area of Pallet town, the downtown area. During their morning of birthday fun, Ashly gave Ash an Eevee. After that, Mrs.Ketchum and Prof.Oak met them for lunch.
"Happy Birthday, Ash!" Prof.Oak greeted Ash, and handed him a Pokeball, with a Growlithe inside."I hope You enjoy this Pokemon, Ash. It's Your Birthday present from Gary and I."
"Thank You, Prof.Oak!" Ash said happily, though he highly doubted that Gary had had anything at all to do with the present."I promise to take good care of it!"
After lunch, Ash, Misty, D.J, Ashly, Pikachu, Mrs.Ketchum, and Prof.Oak went to the movies, and then back to the Ketchum residence. Mrs.Ketchum and Misty gave Ash a joint-present, an elegant Persian named Puar, and D.J gave him a set of evolution stones.
*3 new Pokemon, and a set of stones.* he thought happily.*This is great!*
After Ashly and Prof.Oak went home, Ash looked at his new Pokemon.
"Since Persian already has a name, I think I'll give Growlithe and Eevee names."
Puar purred in response, and rubbed up against Ash's leg in typical feline approval.
"Growlithe, How about, umm...Blaze?"
Growlithe barked happily
"Okay! Now Eevee, uh, um...how about, ahhh...Angel?"
"Eeeeeeeeee!" the small Pokemon squeeled.
"Gee! You pick out some pretty wierd names!" D.J commented. That earned him a Fury swipe across the face, a flame thrower in the rear, and atackle in the, ahem, groin.
"Oohhhhhh!" He moaned.
"Perrrsiannn!!!"
"Eeeeeeevvveee!!!"
"Grrowwlithe!!!"
("Serves You Right!!!")
"I totally agree with You guys!" Ash said, half scowling.
"Pikachu, Pikpi!" ("Me too, Ash!")
"There! Pikachu, Squirtle, Bulbasaur, Puar, Blaze, and Angel! A Perfect Team!"
The next Morning, being determined not to fall behind in training, Ash was the first one up, and took a run with all his Pokemon. Then, after going around Pallet town twice (quite a feat, considering its new size), they came back to his house, and had breakfast. The Pokemon had Poke-Chow (though how they could eat that stuff was beyond Ash after he read the ingrediants list), and Ash cooked pancakes and made coffee and tea for everyone else. He'd picked a few things up from Brock, so breakfast was only a bit scorched (the burnt bits scraped right off). His mom came in first, rubbing sleep from her eyes, and declared that he was a "Dear boy."
*Wow!* Ash thought.*Folgers really does get You up in the morning!* ^_^
He went into his room, and woke up Misty and D.J up. They were stubborn about it. Eyebrow twitching in annoyance, Ash pulled a squirtbottle out of his closet...
Delia and Mr.Mime blinked when they heard the loud shrieks and screams from upstairs. A few seconds later, Ash came pelting down the stairs, along the hall, and out the door. Misty and D.J, dripping wet, came running furiously after him. A masculine scream from the garden told Delia that the two enraged teens had caught up with her son, and he had been adequetly punished. A minute later, Misty appeared, strolling casually into the kitchen, her weapon of choice held resting on her shoulder. D.J came next, dragging a comatose Ash. He'd been malleted.
That's when Ash found that he liked coffee. He thought maybe it would help wake him up fully after having his head beaten in. Oh,Sure, Brock had always said that Ash was too young for it...
*But that was when I was 10! I'm 12 now!*
A few sips, splashes of milk, and tablespoons of sugar later, Ash was on a buzz.
"Ash, I didn't Know that you liked coffee!" Misty exclaimed, startled that that was what he was drinking.
"Heck, neither did I! Brock always said that I was too young to drink coffee, and that I'd probably hate it. I think it's great!" Ash replied, gripping the mug tightly, with a grin plastered on his face. He looked really wired. D.J noticed.
"Just don't drink a lot of it." he advised,"You'll be up all night, and drive everyone Zu-batty."
"I never said I was going to, now did I?"
"Sheesh!"
"Sheesh, yourself!" Ash retorted. Just then, His watch beeped.
"Hmmm...Training time." Ash said, draining his mug while getting up. D.J and Misty looked at Ash, then at each other, then at the clock. 8:15 A.M. Very un Ash-like behavior. He ignored the stares, and went outside. They heard him say "Let's go, Guys!"
Out in the field, behind Pallet town, Ash and his Pokemon were hard at work.
"Blaze! Flame Thrower, now!" Ash shouted,"Squirtle! Counter that attack with Water Gun!"
The two attacks collided, and created a foggy smoke screen.
"Growlithe! Tackle attack!!"
Squirtle was sent spinning back to Ash on his shell.
"Squirtle! Are you okay?!"
"Squirtle!" (Natch!)
"Oh, Good! I'm sorry I have to put you guys through this, but Blaze, Puar, and Angel need practice."
"Squirtle Squirt! Squirt squirtle Squirt!" (That's okay Ash! I really don't mind at all!)
Suddenly...
"Ash! I should have known it was you!!!"
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon (nor Folgers coffee, to which I make a reference to). Never have, never will.
My characters, however, are my own creations, and if you should wish to use them, you must ask me BEFORE doing so. I do NOT condone plagerism
P.S: Hey, any spelling mistakes in here are due to the fact that I cante spel fore beens ;)
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Chapter One: Happy Birthday?
"Happy Birthday Ash!"
The rousing call woke Ash from a dreamless sleep. He didn't have to open his eyes to know who it was: his Mom, Misty, and his new friend, D.J Thunderston from Vermillion City. Ash opened one eye. They were standing by the door, grining from ear to ear. He sighed, and shook the sleep from his brain, and the spikes back in his hair.
"About time You got up! It's 10:30!" Misty said, tossing his clothes at him."We were supposed to meet Ashly today!"
"ASHLY! UH-OH!" Ash yelped, falling out of his bunk, and tugging on his clothes. Thoughts of the hot-tempered Japanese-Italian girl caused him to sweat bullets. He grabbed his hat, pokeballs, belt, and backpack. Snatching Pikachu, he grabbed Misty and D.J by the hands and dragged them out of the house, and down the road, after shouting
"BYEMOM!WEGOTTAGO,ORWE'LLBELATEANDASHLY'LLGETMAD!SEEYALATER!LOVEYA!" to his Mom.
Ashly was waiting for them, tapping her foot impatiently. She was supposed to be taking them out for Ash's Birthday. But NOT if they didn't get there on time!!! She shook out her waist-length pinkish-black hair irritably, and brushed the front bit out of her eyes (though it just fell back in place). Her blue-brown eyes snapped. Just then, she caught sight of them.
"Hi, Guys!" she cried, when they ran up."What took so long?! Never mind, don't tell me. C'mon! I've got a fun day planned for us!"
They were walking through the newly expanded area of Pallet town, the downtown area. During their morning of birthday fun, Ashly gave Ash an Eevee. After that, Mrs.Ketchum and Prof.Oak met them for lunch.
"Happy Birthday, Ash!" Prof.Oak greeted Ash, and handed him a Pokeball, with a Growlithe inside."I hope You enjoy this Pokemon, Ash. It's Your Birthday present from Gary and I."
"Thank You, Prof.Oak!" Ash said happily, though he highly doubted that Gary had had anything at all to do with the present."I promise to take good care of it!"
After lunch, Ash, Misty, D.J, Ashly, Pikachu, Mrs.Ketchum, and Prof.Oak went to the movies, and then back to the Ketchum residence. Mrs.Ketchum and Misty gave Ash a joint-present, an elegant Persian named Puar, and D.J gave him a set of evolution stones.
*3 new Pokemon, and a set of stones.* he thought happily.*This is great!*
After Ashly and Prof.Oak went home, Ash looked at his new Pokemon.
"Since Persian already has a name, I think I'll give Growlithe and Eevee names."
Puar purred in response, and rubbed up against Ash's leg in typical feline approval.
"Growlithe, How about, umm...Blaze?"
Growlithe barked happily
"Okay! Now Eevee, uh, um...how about, ahhh...Angel?"
"Eeeeeeeeee!" the small Pokemon squeeled.
"Gee! You pick out some pretty wierd names!" D.J commented. That earned him a Fury swipe across the face, a flame thrower in the rear, and atackle in the, ahem, groin.
"Oohhhhhh!" He moaned.
"Perrrsiannn!!!"
"Eeeeeeevvveee!!!"
"Grrowwlithe!!!"
("Serves You Right!!!")
"I totally agree with You guys!" Ash said, half scowling.
"Pikachu, Pikpi!" ("Me too, Ash!")
"There! Pikachu, Squirtle, Bulbasaur, Puar, Blaze, and Angel! A Perfect Team!"
The next Morning, being determined not to fall behind in training, Ash was the first one up, and took a run with all his Pokemon. Then, after going around Pallet town twice (quite a feat, considering its new size), they came back to his house, and had breakfast. The Pokemon had Poke-Chow (though how they could eat that stuff was beyond Ash after he read the ingrediants list), and Ash cooked pancakes and made coffee and tea for everyone else. He'd picked a few things up from Brock, so breakfast was only a bit scorched (the burnt bits scraped right off). His mom came in first, rubbing sleep from her eyes, and declared that he was a "Dear boy."
*Wow!* Ash thought.*Folgers really does get You up in the morning!* ^_^
He went into his room, and woke up Misty and D.J up. They were stubborn about it. Eyebrow twitching in annoyance, Ash pulled a squirtbottle out of his closet...
Delia and Mr.Mime blinked when they heard the loud shrieks and screams from upstairs. A few seconds later, Ash came pelting down the stairs, along the hall, and out the door. Misty and D.J, dripping wet, came running furiously after him. A masculine scream from the garden told Delia that the two enraged teens had caught up with her son, and he had been adequetly punished. A minute later, Misty appeared, strolling casually into the kitchen, her weapon of choice held resting on her shoulder. D.J came next, dragging a comatose Ash. He'd been malleted.
That's when Ash found that he liked coffee. He thought maybe it would help wake him up fully after having his head beaten in. Oh,Sure, Brock had always said that Ash was too young for it...
*But that was when I was 10! I'm 12 now!*
A few sips, splashes of milk, and tablespoons of sugar later, Ash was on a buzz.
"Ash, I didn't Know that you liked coffee!" Misty exclaimed, startled that that was what he was drinking.
"Heck, neither did I! Brock always said that I was too young to drink coffee, and that I'd probably hate it. I think it's great!" Ash replied, gripping the mug tightly, with a grin plastered on his face. He looked really wired. D.J noticed.
"Just don't drink a lot of it." he advised,"You'll be up all night, and drive everyone Zu-batty."
"I never said I was going to, now did I?"
"Sheesh!"
"Sheesh, yourself!" Ash retorted. Just then, His watch beeped.
"Hmmm...Training time." Ash said, draining his mug while getting up. D.J and Misty looked at Ash, then at each other, then at the clock. 8:15 A.M. Very un Ash-like behavior. He ignored the stares, and went outside. They heard him say "Let's go, Guys!"
Out in the field, behind Pallet town, Ash and his Pokemon were hard at work.
"Blaze! Flame Thrower, now!" Ash shouted,"Squirtle! Counter that attack with Water Gun!"
The two attacks collided, and created a foggy smoke screen.
"Growlithe! Tackle attack!!"
Squirtle was sent spinning back to Ash on his shell.
"Squirtle! Are you okay?!"
"Squirtle!" (Natch!)
"Oh, Good! I'm sorry I have to put you guys through this, but Blaze, Puar, and Angel need practice."
"Squirtle Squirt! Squirt squirtle Squirt!" (That's okay Ash! I really don't mind at all!)
Suddenly...
"Ash! I should have known it was you!!!"
