Pokeshots

Cute Sleeping… or Not

Terry: Hahaha…. I love the picture that inspires this Pokeshot…. Endless Summer draws the best faces…

Karen: We'll keep this short. This one crosses into the K+/T boundary once again, but only at the very end.

Endless Summer!

Terry: We added a large leadup to this one since there's not much after your picture/comic ends. Other than that, there aren't any changes… Though Tsukasa did add some extra detail into this one…

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"What a rough day…" Dawn groaned as she set up her tent.

"Tell me about it…" Brock sighed as he readied his sleeping bag.

"Attacked by Team Rocket in the morning, bombarded by angry Ariados in the afternoon, attacked again by Team Rocket, hit by a rookie trainer's hyperbeam two hours ago…" Ash assessed their day as he finished his dinner.

"And how a rookie trainer has Hippowdon- a Hippowdon- that knows hyper beam, I haven't the foggiest…" Dawn pitched in.

"Then finally, we made Team Rocket blast off a third time…"

"Then dinner, and now we're here" Brock crawled into his sleeping bag, "I can trust you to clean your dish after you're done with it, right Ash? I don't want to have to bring out Croagunk to get the hardened remains off again…"

"Don't worry, Brock. I'll wash it…" Ash looked at Piplup for a moment, then resumed eating, If Piplup is still awake… I don't want to bother Buizel.

Dawn noticed his gaze, immediately deducing what he was planning to do, "Well…" In response she grabbed Piplup, "We're going to bed too. Goodnight, you two"

"Pika…" Pikachu growled as he unscrewed a bottle of Ketchup, deciding to please his urgings toward the red sauce.

"And Pikachu, too" Dawn giggled, crawling into her tent then zipping the front strap.

"You know that Brock doesn't-" Ash was cut off as Pikachu thrust his tail onto Ash's mouth, silencing him.

"I don't like what?" Brock growled, not bothering to roll over towards the two, "If Pikachu drinks all of the ketchup again, Ash, I swear…"

"D-Don't worry Brock! He won't drink it all again!" Ash glared at his yellow friend then whispered, "Right…?"

Pikachu simply returned the glare before downing half the bottle, capping it, then sighing happily, "Chaaa…."

"Pig." Ash coughed, I'm not using that ketchup anymore… The young Pokémon Trainer chuckled and finished his meal, rather glad he had put ketchup on it before Pikachu got to the bottle.

He stood and walked toward his bag, then looked back; he had left a lot of Ketchup on the plate… "Well… I'm sure that'll wash off just fine in the morning" He mumbled to himself, then rolled into his sleeping bag. He didn't wait for Pikachu, who was sitting on the table, trying once more to resist the call of his favorite drink….

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Dawn tossed and turned, back and forth; no matter what she did, she couldn't fall asleep. She sat up and looked to her partner, who was sound asleep, a big grin cresting his beaked face, "Sure wish I could be in dreamland too…" She sighed, crawling towards the tent flap and unzipping it. A rush of cool air flooded the tent, causing her to wake up even more.

"Great" Dawn shivered, unzipping her bag and getting out her clothes. After a bit of struggling, she managed to get her clothes on while in her tent while, amazingly, not waking up Piplup. "Talk about a heavy sleeper…" she stepped out of her tent and stretched. Despite not having fallen asleep, her body was cramped up, and desperately needed movement to snap into shape again.

She looked around, looking at the dinner table that always seemed to appear out of nowhere whenever they ate; Pikachu was asleep atop it, wrapped around the ketchup bottle affectionately. Dawn had no idea why the yellow mouse had such and obsession with it, but he loved Ketchup more than her Buneary loved Pikachu.

Next to the rodent was Ash's dirty, ketchup covered dinner plate. "Figures" she sighed. The moment Ash looked at her Piplup, she knew the lunkhead would find an excuse not to clean his dish.

Dawn's gaze then trailed to Brock. For some weird reason, Brock was always looking away from her tent. Not like she checked often, but it was an unusual repeating occurrence… that brought disturbing thoughts as to why he looked in the opposite direction…

Next was Ash… a grin twitched her face as she approached, kneeling down next to him."Awwweh! Ash is so cute when he's asleep!" she cooed above him. It took everything in her power not to try to hug him.

It was then she noticed Ash was talking in his sleep. Even that was cute to her… until he said something rather… perturbing.

"…. Heh, Dawn… Aren't you… a naughty girl… heheheh…." Ash mumbled his dream aloud.

Dawn just stared with a wickedly evil glare, "You little…" Her mission was now punishing him… She looked around with maniacal grin. "What can I use…" her eyes locked on Ash's dinner plate, her grin widening, if that was at all possible. She quietly strolled over and grabbed the ketchup A.K.A. eye burning plate, "This will do nicely…" then returned to Ash, kneeling down once more, "Oh Ash…?"

"mm… hmm?" He opened his eyes, staring up at Dawn, "Dawn?"

Dawn smiled cutely, "You forgot to finish your plate" she said as she thrust the eye burning plate into his face.

"AAAAAAAH!"