A/N:
PsychicEevee: Hello! It was tough writing May's POV, and since I'm aiming to focus on Tay, most of the chapters will be in Tay's POV. Of course, I don't own Pokemon, only Tay and her Pokemon. Still no reviews. For the second chapter in a row, I'm begging you, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW!
Well, here we go!
(Tay's POV)
The next day, we went on the plane to Kanto, Ash's body in a casket. The ride was rather uneventful. We all sat on the same row, with Iris, Cilan, and May on one side, and Cloudy, Flame, Pikachu, and me on the other. I decided to get a bit of rest during the flight.
I woke up to being gently shaken. I opened my eyes, glad I had forgotten to take off my glasses off for the flight.
"Wake up, Tay. We made it to Pallet Town," Iris said. I blinked and shook my head to get rid of my grogginess.
"I'm up." I looked out the window to see that we had landed. I took off my seat belt and stood up, stretching.
"I suppose we should... meet your other Pokemon, as well as meeting Ms. Ketchum in person." Cilan started out. We all followed him out of the plane.
A little while later, we were in the urban area of Pallet. We started walking, with my parents and me leading the way. We retrieved the casket after an awkward conversation about the contents, we headed out. A few hours later, we were home. Delia's Mr. Mime, which she sometimes called Mimey, was sweeping the front yard.
"Mr. Mime! We're back!" I shouted ahead, running up to him with my Pokemon following.
"Mime? Mr Mime!" he dropped the broom and engulfed me in a tight embrace as I came up to him.
"I'm glad to be back too, but, please stop!" I asked him nicely. Mr. Mime pulled away from the tight hug, which made me glad because he was suffocating me. As soon as he did, I went up to the door and, using the spare key under the flower pots, opened it.
"I'm home!" I said uncertainly. The sound of my voice felt hollow to me. "I brought guests."
"A-Tay?" I heard Ms. Ketchum's (A/N: From here on out, I'm going to call her Delia, to save my fingers from some typing) voice. "You're home! And you brought your friends!"
"And we brought... him," Iris gestured as best she could to the casket, which she, May, and Cilan were carrying. (They'd decided that I didn't have to carry it.)
"I've made a space for it to go. I've already made the arrangements. He'll be... put to rest next week, to enable everyone that wants to come time to get here." Delia guided us to a large space in the living room that had been cleared out. "We've called everyone that had one of ... Ash's Pokemon, and informed them about what happened. They'll all be here within the next couple days."
"We need to call Brock, Misty, and Dawn. They need to know," I thought out loud. "I think I should be the one to tell Brock."
"Alright. I'll call Dawn." Iris nodded.
"I'll call Misty," May spoke up.
"That's a good idea. We've never met her, so receiving a call from someone she knows rather than a total stranger saying Ash is dead. Both of them would leave bitter aftertastes, but hearing Iris or I tell them would be even worse, because she doesn't know us." Cilan pondered.
"Yeah, Misty doesn't know my human form either, as I got the ability to be a human after the last time I saw her." I added.
"Oh?" Iris asked. She was prodding, but I elaborated for her.
"The last time I saw Misty was when Ash, Pikachu, and I were going through Kanto, because Ash was battling in a Battle Frontier. I got my human form when we went through the Sinnoh region, which is what we did right after Ash got all the Frontier Symbols." Seeing the confused look on Iris's face, I explained about the Battle Frontier. "Battle Frontiers are pretty much like Region Leagues." Getting back to the manner at hand, I said, "Let's make the calls."
A/N:
PsychicEevee: Hello! The next chapter will have the calls in it, so there'll be three short POVs. Skitty, the QotD, if you please!
Skitty: Okay!
QotD: Is this story too angsty?
