(Pokémon League HQ.)
"It has been only a month since the sudden disappearance of Ash Ketchum, who was cleared of all rape charges placed against him. After being recused by Champion Lance and his cousin, Blackthorn City Gym Leader Clair, the three were shown heading towards Professor Samuel Oak's lab of Pallet Town, Mr. Ketchum's hometown. This is where Mr.' Ketchum was last seen, before disappearing. Without a trace, note, or even a body, it is hard to tell exactly what has happened."
"Multiple search teams have formed and spread around the entire world looking for Ash, and all have reported back, without any success. Even the G-Men, who has the latest in tracking technology, have failed at finding the Ex-Champion. If you have any sightings or information, please contact us, as 1-874-." That's all Charles T. Ramirez could say, before Mr. Goodshow turned his TV off. With a sigh, he turned around in his chair, and stared outside.
He has indeed been a month since everything has happened. Ash being cleared, saved, and disappeared was the number one thing on any and every news outlet. It annoyed Goodshow greatly though. Having a few of your greatest mistakes thrown in your face constantly would to that to you.
Then suddenly his door was opened, and his softly groaned at who it was.
"You must have a Dialga sized pair for what you've done." Lance said, as he slammed the door to Goodshow's office shut, while walking further into the room.
"Lance-." Charles tried to say, only to be cutoff.
"No, let me say what needs to be said." Lance stated, causing Goodshow to sigh, and gesture him to continue. "It was idiotic not to listen to me about Ash being innocent, it was also idiotic to put him into a public prison, and to give his slut of a mother control over his bank account. It was horrible to mention a death sentence to the judge, and I thought you couldn't get anymore stupid after that. I drew the line there. But selling his Pokémon, with him still being alive no less, is where my fuse finishes."
"Lance, I know you're upset-."
"Upset? No, I was upset when you wouldn't fire that pervert Brock for touching just about every girl he meets. I am fucking pissed at you doing this."
"The league needed money Lance. Selling the lads Pokémon might have been a bad idea, but it helped repair all of the Pokémon League facilities!" Goodshow tried to reason.
"Oh boo-fucking-hoo. Some rocks and a wall were damaged, the glass wasn't shiny enough, the lasers weren't red enough, who cares? Those aren't valid excuses for selling Ash's Pokémon."
"I'm sure if A-."
"DON'T say his name."
"I'm sure if 'he' were here, he would agree." Goodshow said, annoyed at how Lance was acting.
"And, I'm sure he'd snap your neck if he were here."
"Well what do you want me to do Lance? Apologize?"
"Hell no. We're way past the point of a simple apology. You're going to do something MASSIVE to get him to even think about forgiving you."
"Why are you treating him as if he were a god? I'm sure a simple apology, and maybe his own league in Orre would make him forgive."
"Are you that ignorant? The kid has saved the world Arceus knows how many times, has helped take down several of the most evil organizations, and lets not forget where most of the League money comes from." Lance informed, causing Charles to frown.
It was true. Ever since Ash first came into the battle circuit, each League he was in generated millions, and on a very rare occasion, billions of dollars. Tickets, memorabilia, and snacks were sold out in the first few minutes when Ash battled.
"What do you propose we do?"
"Have the police of every town and city search and acquire every single one of Ash's Pokémon. Even all 30 Tauros."
Goodshow clenched his fists and let out a long sigh. It was possible, but at the same time, it wasn't.
"Lance, you know I can't do that. It would take too much time and money, something the League always needs plenty of."
"Goodshow, either you handle this, or I will." Lance threatened.
"What could you possibly do that would be so bad?"
"I'll have the entire G-Men force search every region for Ash's Pokémon. And we both know, having the G-Men look for them will cost triple the time and money than the police force." Lance informed, causing Charles eyes to widen.
The G-Men would paid very heftily, more so than any regular officer. If Lance was serious and went through with it, the League would be out of money within two days.
"Ok, ok. I'll try to figure something out." Charles promised. Lance only nodded, before turning and walking out the door. He slammed it shut, causing Goodshow to sigh. In relief or fear, he himself couldn't tell.
(Somewhere in the water of the Orange Isles.)
A school of Lapras was swimming in the warm, relaxed waters that surrounded the Orange Isles. Two were swimming in front of the school, obviously the leaders. Or at least, one of them. One was much larger, and a lighter shade of blue than the smaller, darker one.
The small one let out a sigh, which didn't go unnoticed by the larger Lapras.
"Lap-Lapras-Lap?"(Everything all right dear?)
"Lap-ras-Lapraas."(Yes mom, everything's fine. I...I just miss him.)
Smiling the mother bent her neck down to nuzzle her daughter.
"Lapras-Lapras-Lap?"(He meant a lot to you, didn't he?)
The daughter blushed, her already dark blue skin turning just a tad darker around her cheeks. She nodded, which caused her mother to quietly sigh. Maybe it was finally time.
(10 minutes later.)
"Lap-Lapras?"(Mom, why are we getting close to the coast?) The daughter Lapras questioned.
The school of water types were indeed close to the coast of a Pokémon only populated island. One of few in the isles. And, while threat of capture was small, Lapras, being the paranoid she was, thought about worse things. Like hungry predators.
"Lapras-Lap-Lap Lapras?"(Remember earlier when you told me you missed your old trainer, and that he meant a lot to you?)
The daughter slowly nodded, confused at what was exactly happening. But then a scent filled the air, and one only she herself could recognize. Her eyes widened, while her mother softly smiled. Use her head to motion behind her daughter, she turned around, and noticed a figure, standing knee deep in the water. Even with the different clothes, even with the major physical changes(i.e scars), that smile that could be seen from miles on end, still warmed her heart.
"Lap?"(Mom?)
Her mother caught her daughters attention, by nuzzling her neck.
"Lapras-Lap-Lap-Lapras-Lap."(He had his Pidgeot come get me last night when you and the others were sleeping. A lot has happened to him, and he needs help to try to recover. He asked if you could go with him. I told him it was your decision.)(That seemed a bit too much for five "Laps")
This was a lot to take in. Lapras did like traveling the earths seas with her mother and the school. She loved being able to spend time with her mother, especially with how old she was getting. But on the other hand(flipper) she did miss Ash terribly. She loved traveling with him and the group, plus he made her feel special and welcomed. Besides, he was a god in the looks department.
"Lapras-ras-Lap?"(But what about you guys?)
"Lapras-Lapras-ras-Lap-Lap."(We'll be fine. Besides, you know the migration pattern now. You can visit anytime.)
She looked back at her trainer, who still stood in the water smiling, before turning to her mother.
Lap-ras?"(Can I?)
Her mother stayed strong and smiled while nodding. Her baby girl smiled embraced her mother with her neck for a few seconds, before turning around and jetting off towards Ash.
The mother watched, trying her best to hold back tears(due to the school watching) as her little girl swam towards the bright young man, who had his arms wide opened. She smiled as her daughter basically tackled her old trainer to the wet sand below, unaware she was crying tears of joy into his chest.
She turned and started to swim, with the school following close behind. She would miss her daughter. But the knowledge of her being in safe hands comforted her. Who knows, maybe Ash had room for more?
(This is a so-so on the shit meter folks. Some parts didn't make perfect sense in my eyes, and I apologize. Also, there may be a short break for this story. Just a heads up.)(Also, either Tuesday or Wednesday will be my final verdict for the "Well Worth It" poll. 2 have said skip to Ash, and 1 has said do the lemons first. Just another heads up.)