hapter 3:
"Mum I'm home!" Ash Exclaimed as he burst through the back door of his home, in the small village of Pallet town. Pallet town was between two very awesome and well know cities in the Kanto region, You may know them as Viridian City and Cerulean City. Pallet town was much smaller then it's two neighboring cities, it contains a very small industrial area in contrast to most cities in the modern world, with mostly family owned business' and a total population of 405.
"Aww, Ash my little Pokemon master it's good to see you!" Delia shouted happily.
Ms Delia Ketchum was Ash's widowed mother, she had matching Hazel eyes to Ash, with straight medium brown hair. Despite being in her mid-thirties, Delia had the enthusiasm and energy to skip around the kitchen, preparing Ash's favorite meals, the moment she knew he was home.
"Mime, Mr mime!" Mr mime added, nodding at Ash, as if he was trying to greet him.
"Brock is here as well," Ash added.
"Hi Ms Ketchum," Brock said politely."Allow me to give you a hand, I'll make us all a cup of tea," he continued. Making a fast-paced walk to the near bye kettle.
"Hello Brock, and that would be very sweet, thanks," Delia paused for a few minutes, when she noticed the dull expression on Ash's face. This was instantly picked up by her mothers intuition, she could clearly tell Ash had something sad or heart breaking on his mind; so she inquired: "Where is Misty?"
"She err," Ash made a short pause. '"She had too go and-" Ash's normal baritone voice, began to raise in pitch as his voice trailed off, he then sighed deeply and continued. "She had to leave our travels, and go back home to Cerulean Cit, to guard her sisters gym, while her sisters have gone somewhere-but I- I don't think-I'll-ever see-her -again."
Goodbye, funny how that's such a hard thing to say,
Now it's time to let go but, I never thought I'd feel this way.
"Oh I'm sorry Ash, here, Brock made tea," Delia responded softly. She smiled at her son, but it didn't work.
"Don't you still want to give Misty a call," Brock asked, as he handed Ash a cup of tea.
"Yeah definitely," Ash smiled as he walked up to his homes video telephone device. He dialed the Cerulean City gym number, and began to shake in anticipation, Misty would surely be surprised that Ash is actually interested and cares enough to call her. But he couldn't go on any further with the lies and feelings he had been feeling, with out confessing that he possessed them.
"Hello this is, like, Daisy with the Cerulean City gym," Daisy spoke in a sweet telephone voice, she sounded as if she was one of those pretty administrator assistants. (Don't dribble to much Brock!)
"Hey Ash',"Daisy greeted.
"Hi err-can-I speak to Misty please," Ash stuttered.
"Sorry Ash, like, Misty isn't home yet, but I can like, send her a message from you, if you like, want me too," Daisy apologized.
"Oh is she not, I hope she's okay," Ash said with genuine concern in his tone of voice.
"Yeah I am, like a little worried too," Daisy shortly paused. "Like are you okay Ash?"
"Yeah I'm good, I just," Ash suddenly paused trying to fight back his tears.
"You, like, Miss Misty. Huh? It's like so obvious, I bet she like, totally misses you too." Ash began to sniffle, he hung his head as a tear rolled down his right cheek.
"It would be nice if she was still traveling us," Brock confessed a little solemnly himself.. He turned to face Ash, giving him a smile. But Ash chose to completely ignore him.
"Ash things come up and people have to move on, leaving friends behind them, but making new ones," Brock said, bending down to Ash's level, making eye contact with him.
"Yeah I know, but with Misty it's different, with out her it's-just-after all we've been through, I- I-I…"
"We did go through a lot," Brock finished. Just for a few short seconds Brock teared up, as he faced Daisy. For the first time Brock wasn't going crazy. (Damn!) Like he would have normally done, on seeing a pretty girl, he even did last time he saw Daisy, when he met The Water-Flower sisters. (except Misty, Brock aint no pedo.) all those moons ago. It was clear to Daisy. That Brock and even the teary Pikachu on Ash's, now much more narrowed shoulder, all missed Misty quite a lot, but none compared to Ash, as he remained with his head hung down, sobbing quietly.
Seeing Ash in tears, softened Daisy's irritating valley-girl accent and heart, causing her to feel sympathetic. She began to think on how she could cheer up the Ash and restore his determined gallant youth she once knew. Maybe, I can guard the gym, the trip doesn't interest me much anyway, and Misty would probably be a lot happier with them, then she would here. And it looks like the feelings neutral. Daisy thought as she looked through the face timing phone, to see Ash with his head in his hands, now weeping much more louder.
"Hey Ash, like, don't cry, it like, really isn't you, I will, like, get Misty to call you the moment she is back, is that like okay," Daisy said softly, but still with her twangy valley girl accent, which slightly hardened her tonal sympathy for Ash and his friends. Ash nodded and stormed up stairs.
"Pika" Pikachu said chasing after him. Brock turned to face Ash's mum very sympathetic for his broken friend.
"Wow, he is really taking this hard," Brock expressed In concern. As he turned back to face Daisy, his solemn expression faded as his pupils dilated.
"Thank you Daisy," he blushed. "I wanna be a Pokemon breeder," Daisy hung up. Brock oblivious to this continued. "Maybe I should meet you sometime, and you can tell me all about water Pokemon, and what you know about them and how they breed and what they breed and even where they breed best, and I'll cook us a nice meal."
"Brock?" Delia giggled "she hung up." Brock had a sudden shocked expression and fell over anime style.
"It is late, maybe he'll be okay after a goodnight sleep," said Delia, changing the subject but also worried about her sons current state. "Your welcome to stay here for the night Brock," Delia continued as she smiled at Brock. Brock stood back up, now fully recovered from his 200th rejection.
"Thanks for your kind offer, I will. Anyway he can really do with his best friend, and I guess in Misty's absence that's me," Brock finished, he smiled at Delia and followed Ash upstairs.
Ash was lying in his bed, with his eyes open and staring at the ceiling, lost from the world, deep in his thought; Of all the times he spent with his close friend Misty.
"Hey Ash are you going to be alright, I'm really worried about you mate," as Brock expected, Ash ignored him. He had always tried his very hardest to hide, how he was feeling, but this time his last touch of emotional strength, was extremely weak.
"Now I know she isn't even home yet, I can't help but think what has happened to her," Ash mumbled to himself, but unfortunate for him, Brock heard him.
"I know how you feel, but if you think about it, your just gonna miss and worry about her more, relax yourself and think about all the adventures and Pokemon awaiting in the Denki region. Relying that's where you want to go next?"
"Yeah definitely-I just-wish Misty could be with us for the journey," Ash bawled.
"I know you do Ash, I know you do," Brock added softly.
"Pika-Pikachu,poor Ash, don't be sad," Pikachu shouted as he leaped onto Ash's bed, and snuggled up against his owner, Ash began to cuddle him like he would have a stuffed animal and he slowly turned to face to the wall, shutting his still…teary eyes. Brock lay out his sleeping bag, on the floor beside of Ash's bed, and as a bird tweeted from an open window, Brock wished Ash a goodnight.
