Currently Ash and Brock were at a standoff outside. Brock stood on one side, while Ash and his soldiers stood on the other. Well, all but Roach. While Ash's male friends were off on his left sidelines, and the females were on the right, in some kind of square shape.
"Explain what the hell this is." Brock ordered, while holding a small, but medium sized black leather book in his hand.
"Uh, well you see uh, that's not mine" Ash nervously said, with his soldiers equally nervous.
"Really? Because it has 'Ash's Black Book' on the cover and front page!" Brock shouted, showing that in fact, the book had 'Ash's Black Book' on the front and front page. You see, Ash had a book filled with names, numbers, and the occasional lewd photo of female gym leaders, elite fours, frontier brains, and single champion. From Kanto to Unova. To tell the truth, he was super jealous of Ash. All his life he tried getting a single number from a girl. But, somehow his dense friend has gotten enough to fill a fucking book.
"Now, why is this book filled with names and numbers of them?" Brock asked, while pointing to the females.
"Uh, well you see, uh-." Ash started, before leaning towards his soldiers. "I need an excuse." He whispered loudly.
"He was fucking them." Meat answered.
"That's exactly what it w-WAIT, WHAT?" Ash shouted, turning to a cheeky smiling Meat. "No, no, no, not that. They uh, gave me their numbers incase they ever needed help."
"Yeah, help getting off." Meat stated.
"MEAT, SHUT UP!" Ash shouted. "Not that either. They gave me the numbers, incase they ever needed something."
"Yeah, like a thick cock to ride on." Meat informed.
"Somebody slap Meat." Ash ordered.
"You got it." Royce said, before slapping Meat harshly on the back of the head.
"Ow. What the fuck Royce?"
"Major Ketchum told me too."
"Well you didn't have to slap me so hard."
"That's what your mom said last night."
"Quiet!" Ash commanded, shutting them up instantly. "If you want to know why I have them, then asks the girls yourself." Ash stated, while pointing to the now shocked females.
"Wait, what?" They all questioned.
"Yeah, who better to ask on why or how I got the numbers, then the people who gave me them in the first place." Ash explained further.
"He's got a good point." Price backed up.
"Alright then." Brock said, before turning to the girls. "Why did you him these numbers and pictures, and not me?" Brock asked, tearfully and angrily, obvious to Roach, who was sneaking up from behind. But before he could question, Roach grabbed the book from his hand.
"Got it." Roach informed with a smile.
"Throw it." Ash ordered. Roach nodded, before throwing the book above Brock's head and towards. Ash caught it, thankful to have it back.
"Good. Now, RUN!" He shouted, before making his way through the soldiers and running. The soldiers nodded, before running after/with their major, leaving the rest behind.
"Come back. At least give me a number." Brock pleaded, while following close behind.