Pallet Party Panic
Chapter 1
That's Not My Name
"Brock I really hate you," Tracey hissed as he and Brock walked Ash, Drew and Gary to the door of Pallet Town Hall, where the sleepover was to be held.
"I feel your pain Tracey," Ash told his friend in a failed attempt to console him. Tracey scowled.
"I don't see why I have to play the mother," he muttered.
"Because you are the most feminine out of us," Brock said nonchalantly.
"And you're oh-so masculine," Tracey muttered sarcastically. Drew and Gary sniggered, while Ash looked between the members of his 'family', slightly confused since he still failed to grasp the concept of sarcasm.
As they neared the front door, Drew tried to discreetly pat his teal wig and make sure it was in place, while Gary fiddled with the tassels on his scarf. Brock snorted out his cola and then proceeded to choke theatrically, coughing and spluttering will his face turned a curious shade of blue. Drew and Gary scowled, Tracey remained indifferent and Ash was torn between helping his friend and making him pay for further denting his pride.
The five males entered the town hall and approached the desks, where a number of older girl scouts were taking down details. Tracey nudged the three 'girls' forward then tried to smile sweetly at the moody teenager on the other side of the desk.
"Can I help you?" she asked. Drew grimaced at the disgusting lump of blue chewing gum that she was chomping on.
"My daughter and her friends," Tracey began, as he tried to do his best impression of a girl, but failed and ended up sounding a little like he had inhaled helium. Bored, Ash, Gary and Drew wandered towards the vending machine to get a drink while Tracey handed in their details.
"My daughter and her friends," he repeated, adjusting his voice so he wasn't quite so squeaky. "Would like to join your sleepover."
"Names?" The girl asked in a bored, monotone, giving Brock a sneer because he was drooling in a most unattractive manner, since the guide leader, Emma, had entered the lobby.
Ignoring Brock, Tracey began to fill out the form pondering slightly for the names for the three 'girls', with a silent chuckle, he wrote down three now he was satisfied with his choice. He knew the boys would blame Brock and therefore, the more humiliating the names, the more revenge he could enact on his friend. After all, Brock had made him wear Mrs. Ketchum's clothes and pretend to be Ash's mother.
Ash, Drew and Gary came back, each sipping at a can of soda as femininely as possible, a hard feat, considering Ash's constant slurping. The trio peeked over Tracey's shoulders to find out their names and consequently spattered their sodas all over the resentful Girl Guide, who sneered, again.
The scene they were beginning to cause quickly brought Brock down from his day-dream that involved himself and Emma, since he did not want to be recognised, being the only one not wearing a disguise. He quickly checked the sheet too, smirked evilly, then ushered them to the door,
"Right Adelaide, you, Daffodil and Gertrude can go inside and mom and I will sort out your forms and stuff, 'kay?" He handed the three bags to the now crimson girls and pushed them through the door before returning to his day-dream.
The three let out a disgruntled sigh and began to scan the hall searching for their friends and a place to sit.
"I can't believe those names, I bet it's Brock's fault," Gary muttered sullenly.
"Oh don't be so upset Gary, we can shorten them, they don't sound so bad then," Ash said cheerily, oblivious to his friends' glare.
"Two things Ash; one, you're name ain't so bad and two, shorten them?" Gary exclaimed incredulously.
"Whoopee," Drew cheered sarcastically, "We can be Addie, Gert and Daffy!"
"Told ya it was a good idea," Ash huffed proudly, still failing to notice the sarcasm. Gary and Drew rolled their eyes and began to weave through the maze of sleeping bags and suitcases to where they spotted a familiar red head at the back.
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Misty, May and Dawn were sat at the back of the hall in a circle, with Sakura and Casey; two girls Misty encountered on her travels with Ash. While they chatted about various things, they also watched the people milling around in the hall and munched through their bags of sugary sweets.
The five girls all fell silent as three rather odd , uncomfortable looking girls approached them.
"Hi," one of them greeted in a slightly squeaky, honeyed voice. "Mind if we join you?"
"Erm… No, we don't mind, you can sit here," Misty answered, subtly raising her eyebrows at Dawn.
"So what are your names?" Sakura asked pleasantly.
"I'm As-"
"This is Adelaide," Drew cut in. "That's Gertrude and I'm Daffodil." Gary snorted impatiently, causing several of the others to give him a worried glance.
"You'll have to excuse Gert, it's…it's…" Drew faltered, unfortunately giving time for Ash to answer,
"It's that time of the month!" Ash finished cheerfully drawing glares and dubious glances from a number of girls nearby. Drew slapped a hand to his forehead in frustration,
"Addie, how many times do I have to tell you not to announce when a friend's on her period," he hissed, while Ash turned bright pink.
"Would you like to sit down, we have plenty of Haribo," May offered awkwardly in an attempt to change the subject. The three 'girls' sat down and laid out their sleeping bags on the floor between Misty and May. Ash opened his overnight bag and began pulling out his bags of Haribo, whilst Misty's eyebrows rose higher and higher with every one added to the pile, until it reached the point that they were almost in her hairline.
"Twenty bags Addie?" Gary scoffed.
"Why not Gee? We love Haribo!" Ash said cheerfully.
"Coz they already have seven bags," Gary muttered, rolling his eyes.
Before Ash could respond, a blonde haired girl approached them smiling sweetly.
"Hey," she greeted. "Mind if I join you guys?"
"Sure," May answered. "I'm May, and these are Misty, Dawn, Casey, Sakura, Addie, Daffy and Gert."
"So now you know what we're called too!" Misty told Ash, Gary and Drew. Ash gave a puzzled glance and opened his mouth, but Drew quickly leant over,
"We're not supposed to know who they are you dolt,"he whispered furiously into Ash's ear.
"Well, I'm Katie an- my God, how much Haribo do you guys have?" she exclaimed. She sat down, wedging herself between Dawn and May then pulled out her sleeping bag and began to lay it out.
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"Arrgh, high ball!" Brock growled in frustration.
"Nope Brock," Tracey answered smugly. "You've just got bad aim."
The boys were now in Tracey's newly acquired apartment, where Ash, Drew and Gary were meant to be staying for a boys sleepover. Instead, Tracey and Brock were playing cricket with tomatoes.
Tracey tossed the ball again, and this time Brock's, makeshift bat, a large pop bottle, came into contact and knocked it into the white living room wall, where it exploded, merging with the juice of ten other tomatoes.
"Whoo!" Brock cheered, punching the air. "I hit it!"
"Fast ball!" Tracey cried, bowling a particularly large tomato in Brock's direction, the breeder swung his bat in time, and sent the tomato hurtling through the air, towards the door where it came into contact…
… with Delia Ketchum's face. Brock and Tracey could only watch in horror as the tomato exploded on impact covering Delia's face, hair and clothes in sticky red tomato pulp. She wiped the pulp from her face, remaining calm, then blinked. Twice.
"Brock, Tracey," she began in a calm, honeyed voice, that sounded like the kind of calm you would get before a storm. "Where Ash, Gary and Drew?"
A/N: So what do you think? Chapter 2 will be up sometime soon. I still don't own Pokémon, Haribo, any Ting Tings songs and anything else mentioned, apart from the story and tomato cricket.
Princess Tiger