Love Life/Web Wrangler
So, here I am with my first actual Pokemon fanfic that actually has a proper storyline. I'm hoping to make this story anout 5 chapters long so it should be finished in about 5 weeks.
Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon or its characters... *sob*
Chapter 1: The Wranglers
Gary Oak, the almost twentyone year old researcher and grandson of the famous Professor Oak, was never really the type to take breaks when there was a research topic that he had started and not yet finished. Like his grandfather he was an intelligent and hard working man as well as being one who can attract a decent amount of female attention, well Professor Oak attracted a lot of attention back in the day.
But anyway, he had his holiday all planned out: first he would take a few days off head back to the Kanto region so that he could visit his family then go on the S.S. Anne afterwards. Once on board, he would hit on every girl in sight then after his holiday, he would go back to work until his next break- whenever that is.
At this very moment, Gary was on his was back in Pallet Town visiting his grandfather and sister, but with him being such a hard worker, there really wasn't much to do when he visited. Gary sat in his room with his laptop on. He pulled up his blog, which he had neglected for over a month. He had two blogs: one for him to write about his discoveries- but not in detail- also refered to as his real blog; the second one that he owned was under another name. He only ever used this one to virtually flirt with girls. He was looking at all the girls who replied to his comments on his fake one. It was easy for him to say that all the girls were head over heels in love with him, the blog owner, but then he came across one that had was nothing like the others he had read, this girl didn't agree with his chat up lines. To Gary, the message was written quite harshly: 'Give it up. What do you take us females for. Just because lots of us are easily swept off our feet, it doesn't mean that you can string us along before you ignore us.'
Ouch... Anyway, despite that harsh comment, he replied back anyway: 'It's not my fault that girls are easily attatched to me. I can't help that you feel that way and I don't plan on cajoling you into being like the rest of your sex.'
After replying to all the other comments, he sat back and looked at the old photo of him that was sitting on his desk. It was taken when he was about three, during his kindergarten days. He smiled at it before his attention was drawn back to his laptop: someone had left him a blog comment.
The person who wrote back (who went by the name 'independant marine') was the same person who left the harsh comment. Her message this time wasn't too pleasant either: If you're trying to make me fall for you like those other girls through a different tactic then stop. I won't become a victim of yours.'
Once agian... Ouch
After seeing that comment and replying to it, he switched off his silver laptop and walked over to his bed, where he fell asleep. It was good that he's resting early though- that way he would be up early enough to get to Vermilion City for the departure of his cruise tomorrow.
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Misty couldn't wait till tomorrow, the day that she could finally have a nice relaxing holiday by herself. She zipped and locked her suitcase ready for tomorrow's departure on the S.S. Anne. Her laptop was still on and she noticed that she had a reply on her blog so she decided to read it before she went to bed. The message was from a person who went by the name of 'hot brunette', it was a reply from her last massage: 'I'm Not trying to make you fall for me and I clearly notice that you don't think like your own gender. To you they may be gullable but have ever thought that they were being truthful?'
'Truthful? As if!' Misty thought. She replied to the comment before she turned her laptop off and jumped onto her bed.
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The next day, at Vermilion dock, Misty waved her family goodbye before she quickly boarded the cruise, Misty was so excited that she could finally get a break from her family. She stared skipping happily while trying to look for cabin 921 or another name for it her room. She found it quite quickly so she dumped all of her bags down before she left her room and explored the rest of the boat while prancing around, until SMACK!
"Owww!" she yelled as she fell towards the ground, bum first. She looked up to see a familiar looking male brunette holding a hand out, which she gladly accepted.
"Sorry." he apologized at the same time as Misty. They both let out a small laugh.
"I should probably be more careful." Misty said apologetically.
"It's okay," he persuaded her, "but I can't garentee that the next person you walk into won't throw you overboard." he joked, which made Misty laugh.
"Anyway I better go now." Misty said as she looked into his mesmerizing blue eyes that made her a bit reluctant in moving.
'What a cute guy!' Misty mentally screamed at herself.
'What a strange girl.' the brunette thought.
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Gary made himself comfortable on the sunbed that was on the balcony of his cabin before he checked his blog on his laptop. He had a bunch of comments from people saying how they would love to meet him and all that crap and one from independant marine. He read then replied to some of the positive comments before he read independant marines, which read: Truthful? I doubt that even though I like a honest person, you seem quite decieving. I think you should stop tryng to coax girls all the time and spend it on something more useful!"
'Me? Not do something useful with my time?' Gary thought, 'I happen to be one of the top researchers in Sinnoh!' he snapped out of his thoughts when the boat started to move. He stood up so that he could lean against the sailings and looked out into the sea behind them.
Meanwhile, a few cabins along, Misty also did the same. She'd been on cruises before but back then, she was with her family and they never had a room with a balcony. She looked at the sides to see if anyone else was looking and she there was. She saw the brunette from earlier and he noticed her too.
'It's that strange redhead again' he thought before he smiled and returned to his laptop.
Just then, Misty's laptop made a sound to signify that she had recieved a blog comment and to no suprise, it was from hot brunette: 'I happen to have actually made something out of my life and no I'm not trying to coax all the girls into liking me; they just happen to think I'm charming.'
'He's made something out of his life?' Misty thought, 'Yeah right.' with that thought in mind, she started to type her reply.
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Misty walked out of her room and at that very moment, so did Gary or to Misty, the brunette. She smiled at him as he walked towards her.
"Isn't it a coincident that we'd meet again after you walked into me and then again after watching the ship set sail?" he pointed out to her.
"It is." she agreed.
"Then it must be fate that I should ask you to dinner." he said/ asked, " I'm Gary."
"I know, I've seen your interviews on the tele." she remembered, "Anyway I'm Misty, Misty Waterflower"
"Of the Cerulean Gym." Gary added.
"How did you know?" Misty asked, clearly suprised, "Are you one of my sister's boyfriends?"
Well he was and still is quite a flirt so why wouldn't he know information like this? But he simply responded by saying: " No, but I hear things."
They walked together along the corridor and up a flight of stairs to where one of the restaurant was.
"So I noticed you must've not walked into anyone else, seeing as you're still on board." Gary continued the joke on from when they walked into one another.
"Yeah, I'm still dry and I can't wait till we stop all the different islands." Misty replied excitedly.
"Me too, but to be honest, I think they could've came up with actual names for the islands instear of just calling them one, two and three." responded Gary.
Misty just nodded as they followed the waiter.
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After dinner, Gary and Misty left the restaurant and went their separate ways: Misty headed to her room where as Gary did too but he only went in to collect his laptop before headed to the bar on the open deck which was right at the top (hence the name 'open deck').
The first thing Misty did after she entered her room was to take a shower and thought about what had happened in the space of the past two hours. It really did just happen, she really did just have an unexpected dinner date with a hot, famous researcher, who happens to be on the same boat as her so there was no way that they wouldn't see each other again.
Funnily enough, Gary was thinking about that too. What were the odds that he would meet a pretty girl and have a small date with her on their first day of the holiday? But then he saw a reply from independant marine saying: 'If you really have made something out of your life then why are you spending your time trying to trick girls into liking you?' he replied to the fiesty female's comment before he sat back and enjoyed the rest of his drink.
Anyway, after Misty's shower, the first thing she did was check her laptop for blog comments before she was going to report her first night's activities, but to no suprise, she did have a few comments but the one from hot brunette stood out the most. Why? Because the comments she recieved from him before were never good. She posted today's events first, then she sent replies to all of her blog viewers before she decided to tackle hot brunette's, which read: 'I happen to be naturally capitivating, no matter what you say, and by the way, my job requires a large intellectual capacity- which I happen to have.'
Misty started to type a reply to him again even though she didn't know why. Maybe because she refused to lose to a womaniser, or maybe she trying to alert other females about how hot brunette could really be a fraud.
Gary sat on one of the sofas in his room, with his laptop on the little table beside him. It beeped, indicating that he had new emails, which he gladly read and replied to before he logged onto his fake blog account and once agian more comments and of course, one from independant marine.
'No one can be 'naturally captivating' so I say, you must've had surgery. As for a job that requires a lot of brains, there are many jobs that require a lot of brains; you could actually be a cashier at a supermarket- some people think that a job like that would require a 'large intellectual capacity'. You should try to be more like Gary Oak: smart, hot and kind!' was what the reply from independant marine said. If only she knew...
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Well that's the end of the first chapter. I'll hopefully have chapter 2 up by next week.