No Mr. Ketchum, You Can't Have a Baby.
Chapter 3:
How to Fight Discrimination
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The last time we saw Ash and Gary, they were giving our dear heroine, Ms. Parker, a hard time.
How, you ask?
Well, they were gay, simple as that. They were gay and together, possible married.
Ms. Parker shuddered at the thought of two men getting married.
It was absurd!
It was unheard of!
It was disgusting!
After she left her office, she could not believe that she had actually given them the adoption papers. The only relief she had was when she remembered it would be nearly impossible for them to adopt a child. That was the last thing she wanted, some innocent child raised by homosexuals.
Speaking of innocent children, her own son was with her on a casual trip to the local grocery store.
He was walking right beside her, like any good child would. He did not hold her hand and he did not touch anything in the store.
Well, he better not touch anything in the store.
He was twelve years old and a mirror image of his mother in both looks and choice of attire. Ms. Parker made sure he wore nothing but boy clothing from the most expensive clothing store she knew.
She walked towards the bathroom supplies aisle. It was always the last stop before going to the cashiers. Her son, being a perfectly heterosexual young male, actually seemed
excited at the thought of going to the women's only section.
Ha-ha! She laughed to herself, what boy wouldn't?
If only she knew.
Ms. Parker and her son walked towards the make-up section (where her son was eyeing the lipstick). That was when she heard him.
"Hey Gary, where are the lubricants?"
That voice...that voice that haunted her waking hours and echoed through her mind while she slept.
"How should I know, Ash? I don't work here." Replied Gary.
Oh No..., Ms. Parker thought miserably, I remember their names...
She glanced at he son. She had to get away, to protect her son's innocence. Her son, (what an innocent flower he was!), was completely unaware of the danger they were in.
Oh, to have a child's innocence again!
She looked for an easy escape route. The homos were blocking one of the better ones. If she just pushed past the old woman and her shopping cart, she'll be in the clear! She was just about to go through with her plan, when she felt someone tap her shoulder.
And it wasn't her sweet little buttercup. He couldn't even reach her shoulder!
"Excuse me, miss? Do you know where the lubricants are?"
She ignored him, and pretended to look for some kind of make-up.
"Maybe she doesn't speak English?" Gary offered.
Were they blind? She was not wearing a uniform! From the corner of her eye, she could see her son looking cautiously at the men. He was smiling, like he was going to greet them (or correct them of their mistake). That's right, angel! Defend mommy's honor!
He did neither, which is to say, he did nothing.
"You really think so Gary? Okay then¿donde estas los lubricantes?"
You know those moments when somebody says something so stupid, you almost can't believe it?
...Yeah, Ms. Parker was having one of those wonderful moments.
Her son started laughing first. Gary joined him soon after. Apparently, Ash and Ms. Parker were the only ones who didn't find it very amusing.
Ms. Parker and Ash both turned to their respected person and gave them a glare that could freeze blood. (1)
"Shut it." They growled.
Her son immediately became quiet, but Gary only laughed harder.
"S-Say it again!" he managed to say between breaths. "Come on! S-s-s..." Not much else could be heard over Gary's laughter.
Ms. Parker saw this as the perfect opportunity to escape. So she grabbed her son and ran.
Hopefully, she'll never see them again.
But, you know what they say: Never say never.
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Author's Notes: Okay...I wish I knew how to make page breaks. That would make life a little bit more organized. I brought back Ms. Parker because she reminds me of homophobes. Her radical dislike for any sort deviation was the reason why I thought she should make it in the 3rd chapter. Needless to say, I like the third chapter better than the second.
That number (1) thing up there was just me actually thinking of Ash having a 'death glare'. Maybe it's just me, but I can see him as evil Ash, and using glares concerning Pokemon and fighting for what he believes in. But, actually glaring at some one in a playful way? Kinda hard to picture. When he's pissed at you, you'll know. He won't look happy.
Okay, next time, I'll actually but some Pokemon into this. TTFN