Alphabet Challenge
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokémon. I do, however, own this story.
Author's Note: No, it's not that kind of chicken. You'll see. This fic is, by the way, strongly rated "T."
C—Chicken
"I'm bored. " The oldest of the Sensational Sisters flicked a piece of lint out from under one her perfectly manicured nails. "There's, like, nothing to do in this stupid little town, and it's beyond hot out."
"Hey, Pallet's a great town!" Ash Ketchum exclaimed, his pride having been a bit wounded from Daisy's knock on his hometown.
"Yeah, if you're, like, into sitting around all day doing nothing." Daisy sighed. Yup, her boyfriend definitely lived in the sticks.
"That's not true! There's plenty to do here… right, Tracey?" Ash asked his longtime friend and fellow Pallet Town resident.
"Sure, Ash!" Tracey exclaimed. "We could always, um, well, we could always…"
Ash sweat dropped.
"I rest my case. I'm going to go inside and watch the latest episode of Kanto's Top Model, although, frankly, I'm still, like, a bit miffed that they didn't pick me to be on the show." Daisy stood, ready to head into Professor Oak's air conditioned laboratory.
"Daisy, wait!" Misty, the blonde's youngest sister, called out. For some reason she didn't feel like being left alone with the two guys. "We could always go to the Pallet Town pool," she suggested.
"Pool?" That seemed to spark Daisy's interest. "This dump of a town has a pool?"
"Oh, yeah! The Pallet Town pool's great!" Ash said with enthusiasm.
Daisy smiled. "OK. After all, Tracey hasn't seen me in my hot new bikini yet! Wait until you get a load of this one, Trace! You're going to be, like, so horny, but if you're lucky I might, like, let you see what's underneath it later." Daisy winked at her boyfriend, whose face had turned bright red.
Ash and Misty could only exchange uncomfortable looks.
***
"Wow, it looks like we've got the place to ourselves!" Misty stated happily upon arriving at the Pallet Town pool. "You'd think there would be a lot of people here based on how hot it is, but I guess not."
"That's because, like, no one lives in this little town," Daisy mocked.
"That's not true!" Ash waved his arms in frustration.
"Calm down, Ash. Daisy is just used to big cities like Cerulean," Misty explained.
"Well, I, for one, don't really care how many people live in Pallet; I'm just glad we have the pool to ourselves. I'll see you guys in there." With that Tracey dove in the refreshingly cool water, splashing the others in the process.
"Wow, that feels really nice!" Misty grinned as the cool water hit her.
"It sure does. Last one in is a rotten egg!" Ash laughed, following Tracey into the water.
After swimming and splashing for a while, the four young adults began to tire but did not want to leave the comfort of the cool waters of the pool.
"I'm, like, so bored," Daisy whined.
"What should we do?" Tracey asked.
"Remember that game called Chicken we used to always play in the pool with Lily and Violet when we were younger, Daisy? We could always play that," Misty offered.
"Sure, that sounds like fun! Tracey and I are, like, totally going to win, though!"
"How do you play?" Ash questioned.
"Well, you have to carry your partner on your shoulders and then the person you're carrying tries to knock the person on your opponent's shoulders off," Misty explained.
"It sounds, umm, interesting," Tracey said.
"Well, I'm game!" Ash was never one to back away from a challenge.
"Come on, Tracey! What do you say? Will you do it for me?" Daisy begged.
"Oh, alright…"
***
After a rousing game of Chicken (Ash and Misty won fairly quickly, for Daisy was too afraid to break one of her long nails), the gang of four decided to head back to the laboratory for a well-earned dinner. Ash and Tracey went into the male locker room to shower and change and Misty and Daisy went into the female one to do the same.
Ahh, what a day it had been! Ash couldn't help thinking. Not only had the swim been refreshing, but he had spent it with his favorite girl.
"Ash?" Tracey's voice from the next stall over snapped Ash out of his reverie.
"Yeah, Trace?"
"Can I, umm, can I ask you something in confidentiality, you know, man to man?"
"Sure, Tracey." Ash stepped out of the shower, drying himself with a towel.
Tracey followed Ash, and Ash was surprised to see the embarrassed look on the Pokémon Watcher's face.
"Well, what is it, Tracey?"
"It's just that, umm, Daisy and I are, you know, having problems in bed."
Ash gulped hard. He certainly hadn't been expecting that one!
"What…what kind of problems. Is she hard to please or something?" Ash asked innocently.
"No! Why would you think that?!" Tracey was practically yelling.
"Alright, alright! Calm down, Tracey!"
"Sorry, Ash. I guess it's a male pride thing," Tracey confessed, pausing for a moment. "Actually, if you must know, it's the opposite. Anyway, I was wondering if you and Misty had anything special you do to, you know, increase arousal."
Now Ash's face turned bright red. What kind of lie could he tell Tracey?
"Ash?" Tracey pushed.
Ash still didn't say anything.
"Wait…wait a minute! You and Misty do sleep together, right?"
Ash still didn't say anything, instead turning increasingly red.
"Are you telling me you and Misty haven't slept together yet?" Tracey asked, completely flabbergasted.
"What's so weird about that?" Ash questioned defensively. "Brock says that you have to wait for the perfect moment…"
"You're taking advice from the guy who's going to be a virgin for the rest of his life?"
"Hey, leave Brock alone! Besides, I want my first time with Misty to be special."
Tracey paused, carefully considering what he was going to say next.
"Ash, it's OK to be a little nervous..." Tracey began.
"I-I'm not nervous!" Ash stammered. What was so bad about wanting everything to go right the first time? Besides, he was no chicken!
"OK, OK!" Tracey held up his hands in defense.
***
Ash and Tracey met the now showered and dressed Misty and Daisy outside the pool. Ash couldn't help but smile at the way Misty's hair shone golden in the sunlight.
"Mmm, I can't wait to have dinner at the laboratory!" Misty said happily.
"Me neither! Let's go!" Ash cried.
Daisy, however, refused to move, smiling mischievously.
"I think we'll catch you guys later. We have some business to take care of… right, Tracey?"
Tracey hesitated, a look of pure terror on his face, but Daisy dragged him along in the opposite direction.
Ash couldn't help but smile as he watched Tracey and Daisy leave hand and hand. He stole one last look at Tracey before leaning in to kiss Misty, and one thought ran through his head: who's the chicken now?
Author's Note: Oh no! Tracey and Daisy have problems in bed. Well, I'm sure they'll get over them. In case you haven't noticed I'm a big Handymanshipper, although Pokeshipping will always be my OTP. I hope you weren't turned off by the amount of Handymanshipping in this fic and the lack of Pokeshipping. I promise that most of these will focus on Pokeshipping only.
That was so fun to write! I hope you enjoyed reading it!
I already have ideas for "D" and "E," so you can expect them soon.
Take care! :)
