A//N:Ash's shocking discovery upon his attempt to breed his Pikachu. Shocking indeed.
"So … Any eggs pop up yet? Can I call myself the proud trainer of a Pichu? Ash asked with a grin on his face. He rapped his fingers in anticipation. For two weeks he's been away from Pikachu, and in that time he's nearly broke down twice, ate an entire gallon of ice cream and had been dismissed by Team Rocket entirely. You can imagine the anxiety he was feeling.
The poor employee slowly gulped.
"Uh, not exactly …" Ash's smile instantly turned into a frown.
"What's wrong?! Is she too bossy or something?! Did some dirty Pikachu steal Pikachu's girlfriend?! I mean I told him when they ask you if they look fat you just run! And I looked forever for her, I mean, when it comes to food, Pikachu just eats whatever I give him, seriously sometimes I get worried, but when it came to THAT, he was impossible, almost as bad as Misty when I finally got around to buying the bike, the clothes .." The Pokemon obsessed trainer babbled on incessantly. His rant broke off when the employee threw water in his face.
"SIR!" Ash blinked a few times in surprise. "Your Pikachu is … a special pokemon."
"Oh. I know that." Ash stated blankly, missing the hopeful look of the employee. Pikachu was widely acknowledged as being more powerful than usual Pikachus. "He's strong."
The employee rubbed the bridge of his nose, once again, hoping to GOD that his application to Oak Industries got through. He took a deep breath and continued.
"Here at BreedersMutual, we guarantee an egg or your money back. There are a few extenuating conditions that cause refunds, external circumstances that are out of our hands. Unfortunately for you, your Pokemon falls under those external circumstances. Like most trainers, you let your pokemon pick out the mate for the breeding, because you practice under the belief we use dittos in our EasyBreed program." The employee droned with a lackluster, repetitive tone to it. Ash nodded, following so far.
"Like most trainers you cannot tell the difference between genders in pokemon, but that is fine most of the time, because your pokemon has to also like the pokemon you've chosen. However .. it seems both Pokemon are male and thus out of our hands as we cannot force procreation and are not equipped with licensed cloning facilities."
A awkward silence fell upon both of them as Ash tried to compute and the employee named Rick wondered how he would be injured this time. He remembered that famous homosexual phobic trainer that came in about his Scyther. It was funny until the guy started strangling him. Then he had to call security while blacking out and then everything went downhill from there. There was still some scorch marks from the explosion when the Weezing self destructed.
"So he's .."
"Yup." Rick considered that he didn't take out a poke ball out by now a very good sign. He hoped this good luck would continue.
Ash opened his mouth open and close, trying desperately to say something. And very desperately failing.
"This usually occurs more often than you'd think. Heck you might have more pokemon bent that way." Rick tried to joke, in order to relieve the thick choking silence. Instead of looking cheerfully relieved like Rick hoped, Ash just looked more shocked. So shocked he hit the floor the next instant. Rick peered over the counter to make sure Ash wasn't bleeding all over the tile floor. He wasn't, so Rick made his way out from behind the counter with a grimace.
"I guess I shouldn't have said that." It was a proven statistic, despite the controversy, but not a well known. "Well, at least he'll get his money back."