"Mom! Its only been 3 months since dad died, and your already going out with some other dude!" I threw my hands up in frustration.

My mother's face looked hurt. "Katie, we will have to lose the house if Ash isn't here to help me pay for it. And even so, if we get married, (I gagged) we will have to move into their house with Timothy and Ash."

"WHAT? MOVE? NEVER! NO WAY!"

I stomped out of the room.

"Kitty Kat, whats wrong?" Cynthia asked, trying to cheer me up.

"Cynthia! Don't say that! That was dad's nickname for me, and I don't think you're my father!"

I took out my pokeball and revealed my beautiful Dragonair, which had evolved from Dratini this afternoon.

"Dragonair, I think you're the only one that understands me now…" I frowned and Dragonair rubbed against me to show her affection.

"Well, you and all my other pokemon." I pulled out Empoleon, Steelix, Butterfree, Blazakin, and some other close buddies. And then I remembered. Flygon. He was one of my close friends as a trapinch, and was sent home after dads' death.

I got the pokeball and released Flygon. He hugged me and I grinned.

"CYNTHIA, KATIE, I'M GOING OUT WITH ASH!"

And that's the 19th time since dad died that I heard those very words. So I mouthed the words with a pussy face.

~ that night.

Oh, what a wonderful night this was.

As mom came home from her date, I saw a gorgeous diamond ring on her finger. I gasped.

"MOM! YOU DIDN'T!"

"kids, we're moving out!"

"NO!"

"Katie, yes we ARE. I'm the mother so you listen to me."

Cynthia entered the room with a furious look on her face. "So when's the big day?" She asked sarcastically.

"Friday, sweetie, Friday."

"That's in 2 days!" I said.

"That's it. I'm out of here." Cynthia said.

She ran up to her room and slammed her door. I could hear opening drawers, opening and closing closet doors, and pictures being taken off their hooks. Mom sighed.

"wow…" was all she could say. "I didn't know this would affect you two so much... I'm sorry."

"Too late, Madison," I said. "I would enjoy being disowned now."

"You called me MADISON. GET OUT!"

"Gladly," I whispered.

"What?" she snapped.

"GLADLY!" I cried.

"You have half an hour to pack and GET OUT!"

I ran upstairs and quickly took my clothes off the hangers, posters off the walls, pictures off the hooks, pokegear out of my dresser, and I was finally ready. I took out my pokemon and we all waited for Cynthia.

"What is it?" Cynthia asked.

"Mom kicked me out, gladly. Can I go with you?"

"Yea, you're about ready to battle us, anyways. Lets get the heck out of here! Got everything with you?" "yup," I said as we dashed down the 30 stairs.

As we exited the house, we saw a for sale sign being propped up on our lawn.

AN: I know what your thinking. A death is not normal for fanfiction. But no one lives forever, right? And I was trying to show you how sheepish and annoying the mother in the story really is. Wouldn't you be glad to be kicked out living under her rule? I don't think so…. Anyways, a message to the reviewers. Kudos, and especially to Alphina. I understand what you mean by Mary Sue, I am just a beginner, and one of the youngest on the website. I started writing so I can improve by higher grade levels, so in a few years, you can expect pure greatness. Thank you!

Until next time

-KatieRose224