By Mishakal
First off, I was given a reasonable request from a reviewer, but I have to say I can't do it. I'm sorry about that, but when I post the first part of a story, I already have a pretty detailed outline that I've worked out for the rest of the story, too, and I'd rather not have to rewrite it.
Secondly, a few people commented on the fact that Pikachu is a boy. I've never heard it said on the show, so I just always refer to Pikachu as 'it'. Point being, in the story, the potion is designed to only affect human males. It affects Meowth because he is pretty close to a human (well, he talks), but not any of the other pokemon. (hey, why do you think Bulbasaur, Vulpix, and Staryu were unaffected? It's not because I think they're all girls!) Anyway, does that make sense? Good. Now, no more reviews protesting that 'Pikachu is a guy so it's all wrong'. This is a funny story. Let's just be amused, all right? I'm not going to put anything bad in this little 3-part fic, except a few Ash and Misty kisses (hey, I'm allowed!). I do not think Pikachu and Meowth should hook up. (people, the idea makes me GAG!) It's a joke. And, plus, it's an essential part of the story, as you'll see in part 3. *takes a deep breath* All right, end rant.
Disclaimer: If I owned Pokemon, you guys would be watching this on TV, not reading it on Fanfiction.net. Take that as a hint.
"Marry me, Misty!"
"Huh?" Misty blinked, then giggled. "Don't be silly, Ash! We're just kids. We can't get married."
"Well, then, let's promise to get married as soon as we're old enough!" Ash insisted fervently. "I want you to be mine forever! Please say yes!" He took her hand.
She smiled. "Well, I'll think about it, Ash. But for now, I'd like you to tell me again just how beautiful you think I am."
"You're like -- like the setting sun, or a rose in bloom!" Ash gushed, gazing at her as if in a trance. "Even the most beautiful sight in the world could never match your looks! You are perfect, Misty! Just perfect."
Misty blushed. "Ash, I never knew you were so poetic. Maybe you should become a writer some day."
"If it's what you want, I'll do it!" Ash declared. "I'd do anything for you, Misty. You're like the sun in my cold, dark world."
She beamed with pleasure. "That kind of talk deservers... a kiss!" She cupped his chin in her hands. "What do you think, Ash?"
"Duh... duh... duh..." Ash was incapable of speech.
Misty smiled, and leaned forward...
"Oh, wow..." Meowth's eyes watered, as he stared in reverence. "What a beauty dat is! Pikachu, oh Pikachu, I'd coicle da globe for you!"
Pikachu looked up. "Chu?" It spotted Meowth, and immediately took on a defensive position. "Pika!"
"Darling Pikachu!" Meowth cried, striking a pose. "Don't turn away my love! I promise to keep ya safe and foreva watch over ya! Foreva!"
"Pikachu?" Pikachu scratched its head, confused.
"Please, be mine foreva!" Meowth hugged Pikachu. "I love ya wid all my hoit, Pikachuuuuuuu!"
Pikachu broke free and started running. "Pikapi!" it called, desperately moving to get away from the crazed cat-type pokemon. "Pika!"
"Don't go, my love!" Meowth cried, hurrying after it. "I can't live widout ya! Please come back!"
"NO, Misty!" Brock zipped in between Ash and Misty, knocking Ash out of the way. "Don't do it! You know it's really me you love!"
"Ahh..." Misty pouted, irritated. "Mind your own business, Brock!"
"But Misty!" Brock fell to his knees. "I love you! You're my shining star... my rainbow in a world of fog! Please, don't forsake me!"
Misty sighed. "Just when things were getting interesting. I guess I'll have to deal with this first!"
"Misty, don't believe him!" Ash protested. "I love you more than he does!"
"There's no way he could love you like I do!" Brock countered.
Misty frowned. "You guys aren't playing some kind of joke on me, are you?"
"We would never!" Brock and Ash exclaimed at the same time. They looked horrified at the very thought.
"Mmm... OK, just checking." She looked at them. "So, let me get this straight: you're both in love with me?"
Ash and Brock nodded, vapid looks of adoration on their faces.
"Great," Misty muttered, under her breath. "Well, one of you is just going to have to go. I -- " She stopped suddenly, as a thought struck her. "Togepi!" She spun around, and double-checked her backpack to make sure her pokemon was still napping in there. "Brrriiii," a sleepy Togepi trilled reasuringly. Oh good.
She feined an expression of distress. "Oh, my poor Togepi! Where can it have gone?" She burst into loud, dramatic tears, then peeked out through her fingers to see her friends' reactions.
"Misty, don't cry!" Ash was at her side in seconds.
"I'll find Togepi!" Brock vowed, joining him.
Ash glared. "I'll find it! I love her more!"
"No, I do!"
"Boys, boys." Misty came out of her apparent hysterics with near miraculous speed. "Don't fight. Brock, you go find Togepi, and Ash, you stay here to keep me company!"
"Anything you say, Misty!" they both said at the same time, then glared at each other.
Brock started to leave, then turned. "Are you sure you don't want Ash to go and me to -- "
"GO!"
Brock took off at lightning speed.
"Jessie, my love, we can't fight fate! Come away with me and we can live together forever!"
She did seem inclined to stay -- particularly since he had a death grip on her left ankle.
"Listen... James..." Jessie grunted, trying to pry him loose. "You're... not yourself! You only... think you want me, but you... really want... Pikachu!"
James looked confused. "Pikachu? But Jessie, it's you that I love!"
"No!" Jessie made a frustrated noise. "You don't love anything. We're Team Rocket! We only love money, remember?"
"Don't be silly, Jessie!" James clung tighter to her boot. "Who needs money if I've got you!"
Jessie shrieked. "James, you've gone insane! How can you say that?"
"I just have to gaze at your beauty!" He stared at her with a look of adoration. "And it's easy!"
"Well, I know I'm gorgeous, but really!" Jessie gave a vicious tug, and her foot came free, leaving her boot in James's grip. "Well, it's been fun, James, but..." She took off, running at top speed. "Gotta run!"
"Wait! Jessie, come back! I love you!" James threw away the boot and followed her.
"Kaa-aa-aa!!!" Pikachu ran as fast as it could, trying desperately to escape from the enraptured Meowth. "Pikapi! Pikachu!"
"Come back, my darling!" Meowth chased after it, eyes alight with love. "You can't fight it! Dis is bigger dan both of us!"
"Pi pika pika chu!" Pikachu screamed furiously, not even turning around as it continued to run.
"Aw, don't be like dat! We're meant ta be! Let Meowth take care of ya, Pikachu!" The cat pokemon continued to chase the reluctant object of its affections. "I'll never let ya go! I promise!!!"
"Piii," Pikachu sighed. Did Meowth never give up?
Well, what do you guys think? Continue? No? Those of you who still have brain cells remaining after reading this story, what did you think? I'd like to get reviews. Even if you think I'm a strange and frightening being who should probably be shot for the good of humanity, I'd like to hear from you.
Oh yeah, I'm working on the next part. Interested in seeing it sometime soon? REVIEW!!!
Comments, questions, flames for cooking my breakfast... Come on, if I don't get 'em, I feel so -- so unloved! *sniffle* Pass me a tissue, please...
Well, c'ya!
~Mishakal~