Disclaimer: I do not own Pokémon or Camp Rock.
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Author's Note: Aha! Bet you guys didn't expect me to update so soon, well at least sooner than I would usually do. Though I will be honest, not sure how you guys will feel about this chapter and you'll soon see why. Now! On with the story!
You know that feeling in the pit of your stomachs, sort of Butterfree's just floating around, giving you that nervousness even anxiety feeling
Well that's just how Misty was feeling and it wasn't pretty, not pretty at all.
'What do I do? What do I do?' thought a panicked Misty; she quickly glanced at her blue Pokémon who gave her a shrug in return
Misty looked around the room from her crouched position on the floor, the good thing was that there was a counter that was blocking the persons view of her and Azurill
"Hello?" the person called out in an even louder voice this time, Misty recognized the gender of voice, it was a male
'That voice sounds kind of familiar.'
Just then something white caught Misty eye, it was a chef's hat! That gave Misty an idea.
Azurill moved to the side, bumping into a pot that was left on the floor
"Hello?" questioned the person again in a suspicion voice as they had heard the noise
Quickly Misty put on the chef's hat
'But my face!' she thought 'What the point of the hat? If he can still see my face!' at that Misty glanced down at the bag of flour, she paused
"I can hear you."
And in a flash, Misty threw a handful of flour into her face, not only was it was all over but also her eyes
"Oh for the love of Ho-Oh!" yelled Misty as she rose up covering her burning eyes "It burns!"
"Azu-?" asked a her concern Pokémon who was about to jump on the counter only but was interrupted by Misty's shaking hand, signaling Azurill to stay put
"Hey! Are you okay?"
Misty tried to open her eyes but couldn't due to the stinging pain in her eye sockets, so she kept them closed
"Uh, yeah, sure, so what do you need?" she asked despite the pain
"Shouldn't you wash your eyes out first?" the person asked unsure of how she was able to ask while having flour in her eye "You know, so you could, uh see?"
'Aw, he's so thoughtful,' thought Misty as she mentally giggled 'To bad, I can't see his face,'
"No its okay, as a kitchen worker, I should be able to withstand something that we use every day in the kitchen!" said Misty as she pounded her chest
"Wow, you guys really get into your work,"
Misty didn't take a liking to the tone in his voice
"I'm the-" started the boy but cut himself off "Well I'm pretty sure even the kitchen help knows who I am," he said as he grabbed a cupcake of the counter and dip his finger in the frosting
'Conceited much?' thought Misty 'And how the heck am I suppose to know who he is if I can't see him? I'll just play along.'
"Of course. Nice to meet you," Misty said nicely
"Actually, it's not so nice,"
Misty smile dropped and tried to open her eyes, she managed but everything was blurry, she couldn't make out the person
"You see, I was suppose to get my breakfast this morning but since I couldn't even get near-" he stopped when he saw the lost look on Misty face
"Can I just talk to whoever's in charge?"
"Excuse me?"
"What?" he asked
"Well, you're kind of being a jerk,"
"And you are?"
"A person," said Misty "And there's a way to talk to a person and that's not it,"
The boy looked baffled
He spoke "…I guess I'll try to get something worked out with the staff…"
Misty nodded "Fine,"
She saw his blurry figure begin to walk away and coughed
He turned around "…Thank you?"
Misty gave a tight smile "Better."
With that he left, but not before grumbling about the status of a Master
Once Misty was sure he was gone, she ran to the sink to wash the flour off her and signed.
Azurill came out of his hiding spot
"Rill…"
Misty nodded "I know, what a jerk huh? Glad I never have to see him again…"
"I don't need a chaperone!" said Ash as Brock pushed his back through campus, since he spotted Ash coming out of the kitchen, Pikachu trailing behind them,
"Well, since you blew off your classes yesterday, you sort of do," said Brock as he lead him to his class
"I didn't sign up for this,"
"No, you didn't," agreed Brock "But you mom and Gary did, and as a old friend, it's part of my duty to change the you now to the old you,"
"I'm perfectly fine! I don't need any changing. Get the league on the phone!"
Brock stopped and pulled Ash's shoulders to face him "Get the league on the phone?" he questioned "What happen to you Ash? The boy in those conferences and TV, isn't who you really are."
Ash stayed silent
Brock pointed at Ash's heart "In there, Ash. What happened to the boy who just loved to battle?"
"He grew up," argued Ash
"Yeah, right!" said Brock "Stop acting like it's all about you,"
"In my world it is,"
Brock put an arm over Ash's shoulder and waved a hand in the air "Oh look Ash! Were not in your world,"
"And in this world, you're considered a special instructor in this camp. Which means, you have to instruct, now get in there," he said as he pointed to the cabin behind them "and go teach Poke Strategies 113."
Finished Brock as he walked away, leaving Ash and Pikachu alone.
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After finishing cleaning the kitchen, Misty and Azurill raced to her next class and entered the back door of the cabin, Misty's eyes were slightly red
'Good, the instructor not here yet,' she thought as she spotted Giselle and the gang and went over to them to sit down
"-remember when he gets here, act cool," reminded Giselle to the girls and the Pokémon
"When who gets here?" questioned Misty as they got up
"The Pokémon Master," said a smudged Giselle
"The Poké Master? Wait, he's teaching this class?"
Melody nodded
"Cool," smiled Misty
'Though I wonder who that is exactly?' just when Misty finished that thought Macy noticed something
"Is that flour in your hair?" she said as she touched Misty hair
"Uh, yeah. It's actually flour that my sister's sent over; you know to…practice baking Christmas cookies!"
"Christmas? Isn't that still months away?"
"Yeah, but we—made sure to reserve the oven at the center for Christmas and they sent the flour in order for me to get a head start. We'll finally be able to bake with real ingredients this time,"
"But how practicing without an actual oven?"
"Yeah, well it seems like my simple-bake-oven still works even after all these years." explained Misty
'Lying is getting to be way to easy now…and that ain't good.'
"Oh, you were baking alright; your eyes are all red," pointed out Giselle
Misty narrowed her eyes, once more
"What are you talking? I am above the influence." Said Misty then pointed her red wristband "See? Drug-free—" she said as she emphasis her words "And they don't just give these to everybody, you know,"
"Besides the red just from the flour that got into my eyes,"
Just then the instructor walked through the door
With the talk of the Pokémon Master being their instructor, Misty was eager to see who the recent champion was
Her eyes widen when she saw who it was
'…No way!'
"Ash? !"
To be continued…
A/N: Ahaha! Another cliffhanger! Probably the shortest actual chapter but I had to post this up, so Ash and Misty did meet...twice but Misty just didn't know it was Ash for the first one. I actually wanted to put Gary as the person who walked through the kitchen for him and Misty to have some interaction but you guys wanted Ash, and there it was, it also had to do with the reason why Misty didn't know Ash was the current champion, which will be explained in the next chapter.
I was also want to say/ write that drugs are bad... and I do know that they give those bands to anyone.
Sorry for disappointment of a chapter, the fanfiction world works in weird ways. Either way, I honestly don't know how I'm going to write Ash teaching/ introducing Poke Strategies. Thanks for the reviews and until next time!~
-Thank you