The next morning, Ash and Misty had completely forgotten their little quarrel. They, however, were almost the last two people to wake up. At the breakfast table, before they arrived, Rachel was trying to convince the others they were no longer deep in denial.
"I'm telling ya! I quote here. I said 'Listen, dudes, hate ta interrupt yer lover's spat, but it's time ta sleep.' Dey looked at me, den at each other, den at themselves. Both blushed, den realizing that for five hours they had been insulting each other, laughed, and respectively went to deir rooms."
Everyone looked at her strangely.
"What? What'd I say?" Asked Rachel.
Brock spoke up first. "Rachel, comrade, that's impossible. If they ever didn't go into the huge river, Misty would at least say something mean, or hit you over the head because she doesn't want Ash to know."
"Here they come. Ask 'em about it." Said Rachel, munching on yet another apple.
"Meowth, enough with the apples!" Yelled Meowth, and borrowing Jessie's fan, hit Rachel over the head. Rachel threw Arty's pokeball, and Arty pecked 'im good on the head.
"An apple an hour um... in memory of Toby Waters-and the stupid flowers?" Said Rachel, trying to think of a good rhyme.
"Another apple, Rachel?" Said Ash, shaking his head. He then grabbed one for himself.
"Is that why you are so in shape? You snack on fruit?" Said Misty, taking one too.
"Misty, from the looks of you, you need to put ON some weight." Cracked Ash.
Misty said, "The doctor said I have a perfectly good weight. What about you? You need some muscles, Mr. Poke-master." She was JOKING! Ash had somehow developed a 6-pack within 10 years.
Everyone face faulted. Misty hadn't pulled some ole' weapon out.
"Ahh... Misty... can I talk to you?" Said Brock.
"Okay. Speak." Said Misty, piling some sausage and pancakes and eggs (oh my!) onto her plate.
"No, alone..." Brock heard himself saying.
"Um, okay." Said Misty, putting down her plate and uncertainly following Brock out of the room.
Once they were alone, Brock spoke. "You know he likes you, right?"
"What? Oh, Ash? Of course I do! Why do you ask?" Said Misty, throwing out her apple core.
"You like him, right?" Said Brock.
"I know where this is heading. Listen, I haven't asked him out yet because I'm too traditional. That's his job."
"You, traditional! Okay, I'll buy it. But why didn't you pull some ole' weapon out?" Said Brock, rubbing his head in remembrance.
"Well, last night, I realized something about myself. I was too violent and aggressive---all the time. Now, only when someone's seriously insulting me I'll pull out ole weapons. Ash isn't seriously bugging me with it. He's just palling around." Said Misty, decisively said.
Brock looked no less confused for this explanation.
"Okay, heres the easy explanation. The weapons are getting a little-boring. I now only for serious things. It's not to serious a fact that I like this little kid." Said Misty.
"Oh... I was beginning to think that you were the calm before the storm-you know, next time I do something Weapon-Worthy, I find myself hanging out with Gastly, Haunter, and Gengar in that tower, laughing 'Gasgasgasgasgas!'"
Misty laughed. "Brock-o, if I did that, I'd have to face the wrath of Rachel!"
"Why's that?" Brock asked, with a confused expression (pause: crack jokes about how hard it must be to show confusion w/out eyes.)
Misty shook her head at his clueless-ness. "SHE'S YOUR BEST FRICKIN' BUDDY!"
"Oh, yeah." Said Brock with a bit of sheepishness. (pause: crack another joke about sheepishness w/out eyes. I DARE YOU!)
Someone-you don't see their face, you only see the neck down-with a t-shirt that says 'unofficial ground-type in Rachel's gym' walks in, and with a strangely familiar voice, said "Hey, Brock-o, you forgot your glasses."
"Thanks, Alex." Said Brock. He put them on, and ka-bam! He has the cutest animie eyes you've never seen!
"Brock-o, you know you don't call him that!" Said Misty.
"Sorry, Jackson! Sheesh!" Said Brock
"That'll do-for now. But remember what you must call me!" Said this Alex Jackson character.
Jackson left the room. Let's see what he's up to!
He walks to the breakfast table, and sees Rachel. "Hello, Rachel. So, who is this new electric trainer?"
Rachel smiled and said "Remember how the Pokémon master quit last night?"
"WHAT! Ash is the new electric trainer?" He said. We finally get to see his face, and it's none other than… see if you can't guess! (e-mail me at Bookcat87@aol.com to guess, okay?) Ash had slipped out of the room long ago.
"He broke your little string thing, of winnings, didn't he?" Said Jesse, stumbling into the room with James coming in the other entrance. They had just woke up.
"Rachel, that's your grandpa's reps? Jeez, I would've thought he would send someone with hair that's normal, unlike you!"
"What, Jackson, turquoise hair isn't normal? And yet, your navy blue is."
An exact replica of Jackson walked in. Everyone stared.
"What?"
"They were just discussing the odd hair on this team. Your green doesn't help at all."
"What? I have navy blue hair, um, at the moment!" (I'd like you all to guess this one, too. Bookcat87@aol.com!)
"I really don't see the point of the dress up games." Said Rachel, munching on yet another apple.
Let's see where Ash is at!
Ash had entered the room where Brock and Misty were.
"WHOA! BROCK-O! YOU HAVE EYES!" Said Ash, his own eyes wide.
"No, really." Brock said dryly.
"Ash-y, boy, you really need to get with it!"
"I squint 'cause one of my siblings broke my glasses when I was 10 and we couldn't afford to replace them until I got a job breeding!"
"Brock... I'm gonna give you this lecture one more time." Started Misty, smirking.
Everyone in the gym gathered around Misty, Brock, and Ash.
"Which one? The one about why not to bother all girls alive? The one about the birds and the bees?" Asked Brock, sighing. "The one about remembering glasses?"
"No, the one about money." Said Misty. "Now you knew that I would have sacrificed a few things to get you new glasses. Things such as my tent,"
Everyone smirked, looking from Misty to Ash and back. "I want to tell you but now I'm afraid that you might break my heart." Sang an exact replica of Misty, in the voice of Yvette Naranjo or whatever her name was.
Glowering at everyone, Misty continued. "My suspenders and my fashion sense..."
"So you could get cheaper things at Wal-Mart?" Asked Ash, grinning.
"GRRRRR..." Misty growled. "Et cetera, et cetera. So why did you never ask? Because you are a lowly stinking guy, who drools over most every girl he meets but had never heard the birds and the bees speech!" Finish Misty.
There was some scattered applause. Meowth threw an apple, which Misty promptly caught and ate.
"Misty, Misty, Misty," Said Rachel, coming up to her. "We all know you would've given up your tent, and why. Brock's heard all of your speeches a thousand times. Why don't you just whack him over the head, like any sane person would?"
"Half the time he wouldn't know why." Said Misty.
"So? The pain is just as great!" said Rachel with a twinkle in her eye.
"Who cares? The point is that Brock... OH!" said Misty. "Jessie, come here!" She yelled across the room.
Rachel used a finger to indicate Brock, then made a hitting motion with her hand.. Jessie looked confused for a moment, then started grinning devilishly.
The three girls snuck up behind Brock from different directions. Brock was admiring a men's magazine. Silently as slithering snakes, the pulled out random weapons.
KA-BOOM!
In Fuschia City, Koga was about to challenge another opponent. Suddenly, he heard his window breaking. A large lump of broken glasses, spiky black hair, and teacups fell in front of him.
"Oh, hi, Koga! It's Brock, sorry about bursting in like this." Said Brock, standing up, completely fine after the three weapon salute.
"Brock? How did you get here?" Asked Koga.
"That's not the point. Listen, think your Venomoth and your sisters Venomoth could give me some nasty Psybeams so I can get back to Chalky city?" Asked Brock.
"Sure..." Said Koga and his sister completely confused. Even so, they gave Brock his Psybeams.
Brock landed back in front of the three girls. "Where do you people keep those things, anyway?"
Rachel said "Hair," pointing at Jessie, "Back pocket," pointing at Misty, "and baseball cap." She finished, pointing at herself.
"Okay..."
"And by the way, Brock, ol' chap..." Jessie added.
"That's what is commonly known as a personal question." Said Misty, smacking him on the head with her palm.
"I learned the hard way, pal." Said James.
"Enlighten me. What is the hard way?" Asked Ash, who was observing this calmly.
"Watching Jessie's hands every time I got hit."
"Okay... something here reminds me of a joke I herd in a movie I saw." Said Meowth.
"What joke?" Inquired James.
"What movie?" Asked Jessie.
"Okay. A Buddhist walks up to a hot dog stand and says 'Make me one with everything.'" Said Meowth.
"Crickey! That joke is really inappropriate." Said a random passerby in a British accent.
"Hey, what is up with all the random passerby in your gym, Cuz?" Asked Ash.
"Well, they're all here to either help me out with the B, C, and G thing or they already worked for the gym in the first place. Oh, don't call me Cuz, I'm the only one here who's allowed to call people weird nicknames."
"But Rach! I'm your cuz!"
James was thinking. "OOH! Now can I tell my little piece of insider information?"
"No, you may not, Jimmy-boy. Let's wait until... I say it's okay." Said Rachel.
"Okay. But stop calling me Jimmy-boy!" Said James.
"Okay, Little Jim." Said Rachel, grinning.
"Stop calling me weird nicknames! Particularly that one!"
"I never called you 'weird nicknames', Jimmy-boy" Said Rachel.
"Don't mind her. This is practically her only source for fun anymore, since Tobzilla kicked the bucket. Making people frustrated by calling them any nickname possible-that they don't want." Said Brock.
"What could she possibly think up for moi?" Said Jessie, gesturing to herself in the most affected way possible.
"Hiya, Ms. Mirror!" Said Rachel.
"Why do I work here?" Said Jessie, obviously pissed.
"Because it's da only way ta keep us outta da jail!" Yelled Meowth, scratching her on the face.
"My face! My immaculate flawlessness! You natty brute!" Said Jessie.
"Where'd ya learn all dose new vocabulary words?" Said Meowth.
"She's been studying, hasn't she." Said Ash. "I remember when people thought you were; a dangerous duo. Slowly, you became more and more comical and less dangerous. And you even were romantic at points. For example, the SS Anne. What was with the beauty doesn't last, wonderful dresser crapola. Or the talking Ghost of Maiden's Peak. What was with the 'it's not that, I just hate chicks like that.' My freakin' ass." Said Ash, polishing off an apple.
Jessie's head grew. "WHAT IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN, YOU LITTLE TWERP!"
"I can explain. He, like everyone who encountered you two, noticed a _little_ chemistry. But Jessie had ruined the mood about 50 times, and it was getting on our nerves. Particularly with James' fiancée... you should really just throw her out, have Jessie dress up as her, you two get married, reveal that Jessie isn't Jessiebelle after you had everything in James' name, kick his parents out, and live happily ever after." Said Misty, concluding her monologue by eating an apple.
"We've thought about that, but it involves getting married." Said James.
"So pull something like that girl in the Truman show. Cross your fingers… not like you would. You'd pretend like you did, but relish the thought you were really married." Said Brock, eating a baby apple (his monologue wasn't long enough.)
"I agree. Dey really should just admit it. Dat would help my life immensely." Said Meowth.
"We all know, J's. Might as well just pull off that plan. We'll wait back here in Chalky. Or, of course, we could come with you. We could all pull off pretending to be rich kids who convinced you ta come home." Said Rachel, drinking a glass of apple juice.
"Er... how would we get rid off Jessiebelle?" Said James. "And how in god's name would Jessie sound like her?"
"Try it." Commanded Meowth.
"Okay... what did she say... You're not running properly!" Said Jessie.
Everyone stared at her.
"Jessie, Dat was poifect! You sounded just like her! It's like you two have the same voice actress!" Said Meowth once again making a crack about them living in a cartoon. "You should talk like dat more often!"
"Great... now how do we get rid of Jessiebelle?" Asked James.
"Decoy James. Brock...? Try to sound like James. We could easily make you look like him." Said Rachel.
"Er... Surrender now or prepare to fight! Mwhahahahahaha!" Said Brock, singing it like in Double Trouble.
"Same voice actor... if we were a cartoon. Honestly, that's awesome." Said some random passerby.
"Great. Great. Fabulous. I'm faking getting married. Wonderful. I'm sure The Boss will approve." Said Jessie.
"Of course he will! Remember your insider info? Well, he really believes in that, and it was Misty's idea!" Said Rachel. "Besides, Ashy and I'll vouch for it."
"Why do I have to act like James?" Said Brock.
"Because Ash isn't the best at imitating people. But even people as rich as the Sliphs' have to recognize a Pokémon Master." Said Rachel.
James was bewildered. "How'd you know my last name?"
"Meowth, let's see... dey're da richest people in da world, and Sliph is da richest company in da world. Draw conclusions!" Said Meowth.
"What's my last name, then?" Said Jessie, haughtily.
"Er... I don't know, Rocket, Santaisajynx, Destitute?" Said Misty.
"Did you just call me a prostitute?" Asked Jessie, her eye's narrowing.
"No, destitute means poor, Jessie. But really, with that uniform, does er... grampa want his agents to be called hookers?" Said Ash.
"First of all, that's something you'd have to ask him. Second of all, that's not it, but good guess. My last name is Scanty." Said Jessie.
"As in scantily clad?" Asked Brock.
Rachel managed to put a metal sheet in between Brock's head and the weapon of choice, a fan.
"Pika chu! Pika chu!" Said Pikachu, meaning to say "I'll help! I'll help!"
"Guys, Pikachu wants to help, is that okay?" Said Rachel.
"Sure, but how do you understand him? I mean, he's my Pokémon!" Said Ash.
"Ash, Jamie tells me! For some odd reason, Jamie doesn't care that I have A LOT of trouble with mind-links. And er... him?"
"PIKA PI! PIKA PIK CHU PI PIKACHU!" Which meant "STOP IT! DON'T TELL HIM MY GENDER!"
"Okay, Pikachu."
For some strange reason, Jessie and James went to go dance around to Double Trouble while singing along. "H-I'm so gorgeous!" breathed Jessie.
"I'm always the man." Lied James.
And both of them at once managed to give a really fake (good) Giovanni imitation. "You're just the players, in MY master plan!"
Somebody changed the track to Everything Changes.
"I wonder if dat line means anything, dat one da boss just said." Speculated Meowth.
Author's Note: Well, I've crossed continuties with Waterguns, the pre-series. And sorry about how this is really long. If you haven't e-mailed for an award yet, please do!