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Summary: Ash and Misty are trapped in a building under the Lake of Rage by Team Rocket. Unfortunately, Meowth also accidentally traps Jessie and James as well. With Brock injured, who will Pikachu turn to for help? Will Ash, Misty, Jessie and James survive each other's company until help can arrive?
A/N: I decided to scrap the other fic I'd started, mostly because I had absolutely no idea where I was going with it. Anyway, here's a humor type romancey thing.
In A Rage
The trio of friends were all in the Mahogony Town Pokemon Center's common room. Brock was laying back on one of the couches with his foot propped up on two pillows. He had sprained that ankle earlier in the day when one of Team Rocket's many ploys to capture Pikachu went awry. Despite the pain, however, he didn't seem to be bothered too much. After all, with Nurse Joy practically waiting on him hand and foot....well I'll just leave it to your imaginations just how much he was enjoying himself.
"Are you sure you'll be okay by yourself Brock?"
"Yeah, go on, enjoy yourselves."
Ash and Misty looked at each other, then down at Pikachu who was at their feet looking up at them. They all shrugged.
"Okay," Misty said, knowing exactly why Brock didn't mind in the least not being able to go with them. "Just don't give Nurse Joy too hard a time."
Brock affected a hurt look. "Why Misty, how could you possibly think that I would ever give the love of my life a hard time?"
"Maybe because every pretty girl you meet is the love of your life?"
"Misty, Misty, Misty," Brock admonished. "Someday, you'll understand."
"Understand what?" Ash asked, not really caring, "Look, let's go already Misty."
"Pika!" the little electric mouse agreed.
Misty let out an exasperated sigh. "Fine, we're leaving already. Though I don't understand what your hurry is. We already know the Gym's not going to be open. It wasn't open yesterday, or the day before that, or the day before that or..."
"Well, that's why we have to check today," Ash countered, "And we'll keep checking until it is!"
This time Misty's exasperated sigh was accompanied by Brock's. "Whatever, let's just go so I don't have to see Brock embarrass himself."
She was talking to thin air, though, because as soon as Misty had said 'let's just go', Ash and Pikachu had taken off. She sweatdropped and then ran towards the door, intent upon catching up.
Brock watched them go with amusement. "Ah, young love...it's so sweet," he remarked to himself, since no one else was around. Then he settled himself back against the pillows and closed his eyes. How long he slept he didn't know, but he was awakened rather rudely by a message of extreme pain from his ankle to his brain.
His brain passed the message on to his mouth where it was translated into this: "OOOOOOOOWWWWWWW!!!"
His eyes flew open to see a dark haired teenage girl wearing a trendy halter top and blue jeans standing at the arm of the couch where his foot lay. Her eyes were hidden by a pair of shiny, opaque sunglasses, but he sensed anger coming from the girl.
"Hey! You scared her away! Now she won't come out until you're gone. Great, just great."
"Ungh," was his only response. Then, his brain sent out natural endorphomines to handle the pain, and he was able to relegate more thought patterns to speech. "Well, uh..." Okay so it still had a few kinks to work out...
"Brock! Is that you? What happened?" a familiar voice chirruped, asking the questions in quick-fire succession.
He looked up to see Casey, in her normal yellow and black Electabuzz fan uniform. "Hey Casey, yeah it's me. And I sprained my ankle...and I was just roused from a pleasant dream by a very unpleasant pain."
"Oh!" the other girl exclaimed suddenly, "So that's why you yelled. I thought maybe it was because you were just um...you know trying to scare people?"
"Uh..."
"Well, anyway Brock, I'll try and talk to you later. I'm going to go see if I can help Todd convince Mary to come out. Come on Melody."
Brock shook his head and watched as the two of the walked off, arguing about something. He tentatively moved his foot--then gasped as pain ran up his leg.
"Here you go, Brock," Nurse Joy said, coming from the back of the Center, "Something for the pain, and it will make you sleep."
He gratefully took it. As the medicine began to take effect, he decided it was just his imagination that Nurse Joy said in relief, "That Miltank sedative should keep him out for a while." He was also certain that it was the sedative's fault that the last image in his mind was the furious face of that rude teenage girl....
Meanwhile.....
"I told you it wouldn't be open, but would you listen? Nooo. Not Ash Ketchum, the Pokemon Master." Misty's voice dripped with saracasm and anger. "Look, lets just go to the Lake of Rage and..."
"I wouldn't do that if I were you," the guy who was guarding the front of the gym said, "There're rumors that all the magikarp are elvolving into gyrados."
"G....gyrados?" Misty asked, her voice trembling. They hadn't had any good experiences with the water dragons in the past.
"Yeah, there's even said to be a Red Gyrados. It's supposedly really rare...if there is one."
"Really?" Ash asked, his interest piqued. "Then, we should go see...I mean we can stay way back from the lake Misty."
"B...but it's all just a rumor," the guy quickly put in, "I mean, it's probably not even true."
"Well, then there's nothing to worry about. Come on Pikachu!"
The pokemon and its trainer took off in the direction of the lake. Their redheaded friend stood for a moment shaking her head, then took off after them shouting, "Wait for me!"
The guy guarding the front of the gym began sweating nervously. He pulled out a radio handset.
"Boss, there's trouble..."
A/N: Okay, anyone want me to continue? I will anyway, but I probably won't put it up on ff.net until it's finished if no one's absolutely in a hurry for the next part.
Summary: Ash and Misty are trapped in a building under the Lake of Rage by Team Rocket. Unfortunately, Meowth also accidentally traps Jessie and James as well. With Brock injured, who will Pikachu turn to for help? Will Ash, Misty, Jessie and James survive each other's company until help can arrive?
A/N: I decided to scrap the other fic I'd started, mostly because I had absolutely no idea where I was going with it. Anyway, here's a humor type romancey thing.
The trio of friends were all in the Mahogony Town Pokemon Center's common room. Brock was laying back on one of the couches with his foot propped up on two pillows. He had sprained that ankle earlier in the day when one of Team Rocket's many ploys to capture Pikachu went awry. Despite the pain, however, he didn't seem to be bothered too much. After all, with Nurse Joy practically waiting on him hand and foot....well I'll just leave it to your imaginations just how much he was enjoying himself.
"Are you sure you'll be okay by yourself Brock?"
"Yeah, go on, enjoy yourselves."
Ash and Misty looked at each other, then down at Pikachu who was at their feet looking up at them. They all shrugged.
"Okay," Misty said, knowing exactly why Brock didn't mind in the least not being able to go with them. "Just don't give Nurse Joy too hard a time."
Brock affected a hurt look. "Why Misty, how could you possibly think that I would ever give the love of my life a hard time?"
"Maybe because every pretty girl you meet is the love of your life?"
"Misty, Misty, Misty," Brock admonished. "Someday, you'll understand."
"Understand what?" Ash asked, not really caring, "Look, let's go already Misty."
"Pika!" the little electric mouse agreed.
Misty let out an exasperated sigh. "Fine, we're leaving already. Though I don't understand what your hurry is. We already know the Gym's not going to be open. It wasn't open yesterday, or the day before that, or the day before that or..."
"Well, that's why we have to check today," Ash countered, "And we'll keep checking until it is!"
This time Misty's exasperated sigh was accompanied by Brock's. "Whatever, let's just go so I don't have to see Brock embarrass himself."
She was talking to thin air, though, because as soon as Misty had said 'let's just go', Ash and Pikachu had taken off. She sweatdropped and then ran towards the door, intent upon catching up.
Brock watched them go with amusement. "Ah, young love...it's so sweet," he remarked to himself, since no one else was around. Then he settled himself back against the pillows and closed his eyes. How long he slept he didn't know, but he was awakened rather rudely by a message of extreme pain from his ankle to his brain.
His brain passed the message on to his mouth where it was translated into this: "OOOOOOOOWWWWWWW!!!"
His eyes flew open to see a dark haired teenage girl wearing a trendy halter top and blue jeans standing at the arm of the couch where his foot lay. Her eyes were hidden by a pair of shiny, opaque sunglasses, but he sensed anger coming from the girl.
"Hey! You scared her away! Now she won't come out until you're gone. Great, just great."
"Ungh," was his only response. Then, his brain sent out natural endorphomines to handle the pain, and he was able to relegate more thought patterns to speech. "Well, uh..." Okay so it still had a few kinks to work out...
"Brock! Is that you? What happened?" a familiar voice chirruped, asking the questions in quick-fire succession.
He looked up to see Casey, in her normal yellow and black Electabuzz fan uniform. "Hey Casey, yeah it's me. And I sprained my ankle...and I was just roused from a pleasant dream by a very unpleasant pain."
"Oh!" the other girl exclaimed suddenly, "So that's why you yelled. I thought maybe it was because you were just um...you know trying to scare people?"
"Uh..."
"Well, anyway Brock, I'll try and talk to you later. I'm going to go see if I can help Todd convince Mary to come out. Come on Melody."
Brock shook his head and watched as the two of the walked off, arguing about something. He tentatively moved his foot--then gasped as pain ran up his leg.
"Here you go, Brock," Nurse Joy said, coming from the back of the Center, "Something for the pain, and it will make you sleep."
He gratefully took it. As the medicine began to take effect, he decided it was just his imagination that Nurse Joy said in relief, "That Miltank sedative should keep him out for a while." He was also certain that it was the sedative's fault that the last image in his mind was the furious face of that rude teenage girl....
Meanwhile.....
"I told you it wouldn't be open, but would you listen? Nooo. Not Ash Ketchum, the Pokemon Master." Misty's voice dripped with saracasm and anger. "Look, lets just go to the Lake of Rage and..."
"I wouldn't do that if I were you," the guy who was guarding the front of the gym said, "There're rumors that all the magikarp are elvolving into gyrados."
"G....gyrados?" Misty asked, her voice trembling. They hadn't had any good experiences with the water dragons in the past.
"Yeah, there's even said to be a Red Gyrados. It's supposedly really rare...if there is one."
"Really?" Ash asked, his interest piqued. "Then, we should go see...I mean we can stay way back from the lake Misty."
"B...but it's all just a rumor," the guy quickly put in, "I mean, it's probably not even true."
"Well, then there's nothing to worry about. Come on Pikachu!"
The pokemon and its trainer took off in the direction of the lake. Their redheaded friend stood for a moment shaking her head, then took off after them shouting, "Wait for me!"
The guy guarding the front of the gym began sweating nervously. He pulled out a radio handset.
"Boss, there's trouble..."
A/N: Okay, anyone want me to continue? I will anyway, but I probably won't put it up on ff.net until it's finished if no one's absolutely in a hurry for the next part.