(Sorry about the lateness, internet problem)

Misty thought it odd that it woukld get hot out in January, but
she didn't mind. It was a break from coats and jackets, gloves and
mittens, hats and scarves. She thought it even more odd that she found
herself sweating over the heat. At about 6:20 P.m. she got back to
Ash's house, wet from all the swaet and worried. Ash had a chair by the
Air cooler and was fanning himself in it. "Misty... How was..work?" Ash
gasped out, his face also covered in sweat. Misty dropped her coat and
hat, she had been carrying and took her shoes off by the door, then
lurched across the room to Ash and sat by him, on the floor. "It
was..ok..I guess.." Misty looked at the thermometer on the wall..91
degrees! Almost as soon as it came, the emence heat wave left. Things
cooled down rather quickly, and Ash was chattering his teeth. Ash's mom
ran in and turned the heat back on after disconnecting the air cooler.
"Oh my, This hasn't happened to ol' Pallet town in ages. Come on, we'd
better get goin'. Ash, pack all your things up and help Misty do the
same. Hurry." Ash's mother insisted they pack. "Huh? Wait..what?" "I'll
explain on the way."

An hour or so later, they were on the road, heading north. "Ok,
hold on. Slow down. You mean, Pallet town is a nesting place for who?"
Ash asked in a very worried tone. They had been driving for a half hour
in a huge traffic jam to get to one of the northern cities. "HO-oh, the
Pokemon god of the sun." (Dun dun duuuun..dramatic
pause......................) "What?" "Dexter, look up Ho-uh ... er..
Hoo-oh..um..Ho-oh.. yeah, Ho-oh." Ash asked teh small, now orange
rectangle. "HO-OH ... A FIRE / FLYING POKEMON. ONCE EVERY 30 YEARS IT
WILL MAKE IT'S NEST IN A SMALL TOWN CALLED PALLET." Replied Dexter.

"Well, we'll be ok, right?" Misty asked, still scared of what Ash's
Mother had said about people dying of the heat and cold. NO sooner than
Ash's Mom opened her mouth to answer than a few rocks hit the baxck
window, flying in the air from the high winds. A geodude flew right
past and into another car, and then out the front window.

Will the storm settle? Will Pallet be ok? Will I ever rigth a
long fic like I say I will? (Most likely no, Defintly no, and I sure
hope so!)