Paul x OC fic. Ignore the Pokemon misspellings I have a hard time remembering how to spell them
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Paul and his pokemon were heading towards Grover Town where they had a gym leader specializing in electric types. There probably wasn't much there so he coiuld easily get a badge. He probably wouldn't have to waste his breath on this leader.
"Pikachu now finish the ponyta off!" This direction came from his right and the girl was being forceful. Curious he decided to watch the fight and as soon as he got there he saw the girl take down the ponyta. The boy who had the ponyta was nearly in tears, as he watched his ponyta go down. The girl just smirked and had her pikachu return to its poke ball.
"Any one else? I'm here until sundown," she said toward the woods. Paul looked around and saw several kids watching from in the trees and bushes. Some of them looked fearful toward the girl.
"No way!" chorus several voices at the same time. A couple of them just ran off quickly followed by the others.
"I'll take you on," said Paul slowly walking out from behind his tree. The kids that were still there watched him wide eyed not believing what they just heard. A girl who looked about 5 subcousiouly stuck her thumb in her mouth. Then the fight was on and Paul in the lead until her pikachu did this fancy iron tail move that took his newest pokemon, munchlax right out. He knew he shouldn't have even bothered to get the munchlax. He shouldn't have even used munchlax.
"See you around," said the girl not even bothering to ask his name or tell him her name. She didn't even boast about winning either. Instead he just followed the path to Grover Town. He could easily find the gym when he saw several electric types painted on an old wall pointing him in the right direction.
"I can tell the future, I can tell you the first letter of your true loves name," said a girl about 6 running up to him. She was cute with her big doe like green eyes and her black-green hair in pig-tails. "It won't cost you anything, we just want your business."
"Right," said Paul to the girl and she bit her bottom lip.
"Please?" she asked and her doe like eyes studied him intensly.
"I'll do it I always wanted to know who I was getting married to," said a girls voice from behind him. That was Ash Ketchem and his little friends Brock and what ever the girls name was. Ash rolled his eyes and Brock looked love struck.
"Yea!' hooted the dark green haired girl. She grabbed the girl who was traveling with Ash, hand. Paul couldn't help but rolled his eyes just like Ash did.
"Yea I want to know the lucky girl who will be marrying Brock the studly man," said Brock. Paul snickered at the nickname and then Ash meet eyes with Paul. Brock the studly man? Who had died and made that true?
"Do you want to come Paul? I bet we'll both go against this trainer today," said Ash. Paul smiled thinly and then changed his mind and went back to his usual frown.
"Yea why not?" said Paul following Ash. All of them reached this old house that looked run down on the outside and the door was replaced by a piece of netting over it. The girl who was pulled Dawn just grabbed the rope and pulled it over both of there heads.
"Okay first of all my name is Topanga, pleased to meet you all. Next all we need is an apple and a bucket of water." Topanga then just sit a bucket of water on a chair in front of Dawn.
"Now what?" asked Dawn getting a bit excited she must be eager to figure out the first letter of the man she will marry.
"I will peal the apple and when I am done you will blow on it and let it fall in the water. In the water it will form a lower case letter of the alphabet. This letter will be the first letter of your true loves first name." As she was saying this the apple was getting pealed in her hand.
"Now do I blow?"
"Yes you can!" Dawn blew on the peal and they watched it fall to the water bucket. Slowly the bottom of the peal turned inward til it was touching the underside of the top and the tail making it look like a lower case A.
That was when the girl in the maroon hoodie came walking in the door and Paul's eyes narrowed at the girl who had beat him.
Continue or leave it be? Tell me please!
