Disclaimer: If I owned Pokémon, Ash and Misty would be together, and Misty's sisters would be more mature, possibly because of what takes place in this chapter.
Chapter 1: A Mother's Care and Fury
"RINNNNNNNG—Hello?" Misty said, as she picked up her cell phone. "Ok, I'll be there tomorrow. Bye, Daisy."
"Who was that?" Ash asked, noticing the sadness in Misty's face.
"My sisters want me home so they can go on a cruise while I watch the gym."
"How does it work out that way?"
"I don't know anyone else to watch the gym."
"No, I mean the part about not taking you."
"They never invite me along."
"But you were supposed to go with me back to the Orange Islands tomorrow."
"There's nothing I can do, Ash."
"Okay."
"Bye, Ash."
"Bye, Misty."
The Next Day
"What's wrong, Ash," Delia Ketchum asked her son over breakfast. "You should be excited."
"I'm not going," Ash replied with more than a small hint of disappointment.
"What? Why not?"
"Misty got called back home to watch the gym so her sisters could take a cruise."
"That doesn't seem fair."
"You have never met her sisters, Mom. They only care for themselves and the other two."
"I need to have a talk with them."
"Mom you really don't have to, I'll survive."
"I'm not doing this for you, sweetie"
"Huh?"
"Misty is still young, she needs fun times, and her sisters need to begin to take on some responsibilities for themselves. How old are they, again?"
"I think between 22 and 25, maybe."
"Okay, thanks sweetie," Delia said reaching for the phone. "They just need a motherly figure in their lives." Ash looked on, not sure of what was about to happen.
Phone Conversation
"Hello, you've reached the Cerulean City Gym, this is Misty. How can I help you?"
"Misty, this is Delia Ketchum, may I speak to one of your sisters, please?"
"I'm sorry, Mrs. Ketchum they are all busy packing for their cruise, is there anything I can help you with?"
"No, I need to speak to one of your sisters," Delia said in a stern, motherly tone.
"Okay let me see if I can get one of them."
"Thank you, Misty."
"DAISY, LILY, VIOLET, ONE OF YOU COME GET THE PHONE!!!"
After a moment of waiting, Daisy answered the phone. "This is Daisy, and you better have a good reason for pulling me away from packing for my cruise," Daisy said, clearly annoyed and not knowing who was on the other end of the line. Misty held in a chuckle.
"That is no way to talk to you elders, young lady." Delia replied in a slightly unhappy voice.
"I'm like, trying to pack for a cruise, so could you, like, make this quick."
"No, but you will listen to what I have to say or—click"
End conversation
"Oh, she did NOT just do that!"
"Do what?" Ash said, not sure he wanted to know.
"She hung up on me," she said, not happy at all. "Get dressed, honey, I'm going to pay a visit to the Cerulean Gym, and it might not be pretty." (A/N: This could get ugly. Parents, please take all small children from the room)
Ash did as he was told, nervous about what his mother was going to do.
Cerulean Gym
DING-DONG!!!!!
"MISTY!!!!"
"I GOT IT!!!!"
Misty opened the door to find Ash looking quite a bit uncomfortable, and a very, very, livid Mrs. Ketchum.
"Can I help you two?" Misty asked, inviting them in.
"Yes, you can gather your sisters and have them sit on this couch," Delia said pointing to a couch in the front room.
"Yes, ma'am," Misty said, not wanting to set Mrs. Ketchum off. "I'll go get them."
When, Misty returned, with her sisters in tow, they all dropped their bags and Lily said, "Misty, you didn't have to get people to carry our stuff to the car."
Delia was on her last nerve. "You three," she said pointing at the three sisters very sternly, "sit on that couch, now," putting an very noticeable emphasis on the final word.
"Like, we have to catch a cab, so we aren't, like, late for the ship," Violet said, oblivious to the fact Delia was a bit annoyed
"Sit down." Delia said, very calmly.
"Like, I don't think so," Daisy replied, annoyed and in a hurry. "Like, who do you think you are?"
"I am as close to a mother as you have right now, so sit down please, or I might get a bit upset"
"Like, I'm the youngest," Lily, began, slightly irritated. "And, since I'm like, 23, I don't think we need a mother right now."
With that, Ash grabbed Misty's hand and ran towards the back door, in an attempt to dodge the onslaught that was soon to come.
"SIT DOWN, ALL OF YOU, THIS INSTANT OR I WILL MAKE YOU SIT DOWN MYSELF!!!!!"
Outside, Ash and Misty caught bits and pieces of Mrs. Ketchum's tirade, but not enough to really understand what was happening, until……
"But like, we're 23, 25, and 27, we can, like, take care of ourselves."
"Yeah, so, like, what's the problem, with us going on this cruise?"
"Yeah."
Outside, "Uh-oh," Ash said to Misty.
"What do you mean, 'Uh-oh,' Ash?" Misty asked, more than a bit nervous.
That was it, with those last comments the, normally very calm, cool, and collected Delia Ketchum, lost all composure whatsoever.
In a volume and tone that made all pokémon within the gym hide under anything and everything, Ash and Misty seek cover, and three young women cower in fear for their lives, Mrs. Delia Ketchum could take no more.
"YOU HAVE A SEVENTEEN YEAR OLD SISTER THAT HAS TAKEN ON ALL RESPONSIBILITIES WITHIN THIS GYM, WHILE YOU THREE PAMPER YOURSELVES, DOING NOTHING BUT TREAT YOUR BABY SISTER LIKE THE UNWANTED STEPSISTER!!!"
Lily opened her mouth to say something, but never got it out.
"I AM NOT DONE, DO NOT INTERRUPT ME WHILE I AM TALKING. DON'T DENY IT BECAUSE YOU KNOW EXACTLY HOW BAD YOU TREAT MISTY. YOU TREAT HER LIKE SHE DOESN'T BELONG, ALMOST AS IF SHE IS SOME KIND OF SERVANT GIRL. LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING, SHE IS NOT A SERVANT THAT IS SUPPOSED TO CATER TO YOUR EVERY NEED, SHE IS YOUR YOUNGER SISTER; SHE DESERVES TO BE TREATED LIKE ONE. SHE NEEDS A BREAK AND YOU THREE COULD USE THE EXACT OPPOSITE OF ONE SO, YOU THREE ARE NOT GOING TO GO ON THAT CRUISE, AND MY SON IS GOING TO TAKE HER ON A MIUCH-NEEDED VACATION BECAUSE SHE HAS NOT HAD ONE LAST LONGER THAN ONE WEEK IN FOUR YEARS. ALSO, YOU WILL LEARN THE RESPONSIBILITIES OF THIS GYM IF I HAVE TO TEACH THEM TO YOU MYSELF. I WILL TEACH YOU HOW TO BATTLE, COOK, CLEAN, BATHE POKEMON, WASH THE LAUNDRY, CLEAN THE DISHES BY HAND, AND LIVE LIKE MATURE ADULTS, SO YOUR SISTER CAN FINISH HER TIME AS A TEENAGER, LIVING AS ONE!!"
"Now, any questions, that's what I thought." Delia finished, feeling satisfied, looking upon the faces of three young women with faces so white it looked as if they had seen a ghost.
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