Summary: Glimpses into the life of Ash and Misty as parents.
Pairing: Ash/Misty; PokéShipping
Disclaimer: I do not own, nor am I affiliated in any way with the Pokémon franchise. This story is merely for entertainment.
11p.m.
"Oh my god!" Misty and Ash exclaimed as they walked into the Gym. They had just returned late from being gone for a couple weeks for the Pokémon League. Ash had successfully defended his title and they stayed a few extra days as a vacation. The hotel had been free, so why not?
"We've been robbed!" Misty cried.
This was why not. There were Pokémon everywhere, the place was a mess, and…
"Misty, like, thank Mew you're back! We're out of Badges."
…they were out of Badges, apparently.
"Daisy‽" Misty seethed. "What the hell happened here?"
"Mommy said a bad word, Mommy said a bad word," Charlotte chanted.
Misty continued, hardly noticing as Ash slapped his hand across Charlotte's mouth and tried to hush her. "How can you be out of Badges? The League only ended a few days ago, and you can't have Gym Battles during the League, so how could you have lost so many matches?"
Daisy looked embarrassed and replied, "Well, you know how eager the little kids are to battle right after the League, because that's when they can get their Trainer Licenses, and apparently word got out that I was running the Gym instead of you, so I guess that they thought that the Cerulean Gym would be a good place to get started…"
Misty slapped her forehead and Ash, finally having hushed Charlotte, asked, "Then why is the place such a mess?"
At that point, Tracey walked into the room looking guilty and said, "I think that's mostly my fault. Daisy would go out shopping and I was watching all the Pokémon here so I could sketch them, and that meant letting them out to do their own thing. And then when Daisy would get back, she and I were distracted because of, well—"
"Ew! Stop!" Misty shouted.
"Yeah, guys thanks so much for your help, but we'll take it from here," Ash said as he walked both Tracy and Daisy to the door.
"Home sweet home," Misty muttered as they left.
Ash chucked as he replied, "Thank goodness we didn't leave the kids with them, eh?"
A/N: Half way done with this story! And I haven't fit hardly any plot into this yet. Even though it's drabbles, I do have a little bit of an endgame in mind for my little Ketchum family. Well, anyway, like I said, this one is essentially a continuation of the last chapter. Bottom line: Don't trust Daisy and Tracey with house-sitting. Tracey may seem responsible, but honestly when it's not Pokémon he's easily distracted and kind of flaky. And Daisy is always flaky.
