You've got mail

You've got mail

Hey evryone! A new fanfic by me. Been a while hasn't it? This story's based on da movie "You've Got Mail". I hope u enjoy it ^_^!

Disclaimer: I don't own pokemon or da idea of youve got mail.

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"Good morning guys!" Misty greeted as she entered her beloved The Shop Around the Corner store. It was a shop filled with pokemon books, items, and gifts. It belonged to her mum before she was born and was passed on to her when her mom died. Since then, she has owned this popular shop.

"Good morning darling!" greeted one of her employee and friend of the shop, Delia (ya, I know its Ash's mom. Just forget about that in this fic ok?), an old women of her 60s who had an old habit of taking advice from her beloved mother; a picture in her locket.

"Hi Misty!" greeted her two other friends and employees of the store, Tracy and Marina. Both were about her age. Marina, Misty's best friend, always spends their time together. They both have the same interest that they share: water pokemon.

Tracy was a funny person (ya right). He was kinda dense at times, thinking of dumb ideas, but at the same time a very good friend.

"So Misty, did you get anymore mail from that guy yet?" asked Marina.

"Well, yeah…"

"What did he say?" asked Tracey.

"Why do you wanna know?" snapped Misty, blushing.

"Misty, you're blushing. Do you know what that means?" mused Delia.

"You're in love!" Marina squealed.

"I am not!" cried Misty, reddening.

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"You've got mail," mentioned her computer as Misty logged on her AOL email account.

"I wonder what he has to say today…" said Misty as she started to read the message her pen-pal, "PKMN152", sent her.

"Subject: Pikachu
Date: 9/15/98 8:14:14 AM Eastern Standard Time
From: PKMN152
To: Shopgirl

Pikachu is my best pal pokemon. He loves the streets of Cerulean as much as I do-- although he likes to eat bits of pizza and ketchup bags off the sidewalk, and I prefer to buy them. Pikachu and I are a great team and was offered a tryout on the Pkmn League show, but we chose to stay at home so that Pikachu could spend 18 hours a day sleeping on a large green pillow the size of an inner tube. Spoiled isnt he?

Don't you love Cerulean City in the fall? It makes me want to buy school supplies. I would send you a bouquet of newly sharpened pencils if I knew your name and address. On the other hand, this not knowing has its charms."

Misty replied to this message:

"Subject: RE: Pikachu

Date: 9/16/98 7:28:50 PM Eastern Standard Time
From: Shopgirl
To: PKMN152

I like to start my notes to you as if we're already in the middle of a conversation. I pretend that we're the oldest and dearest friends -- as opposed to what we actually are, people who don't know each other's names and met in a Chat Room where we both claimed we'd never been before.

What will he say today, I wonder. I turn on my computer, I wait impatiently as it boots up. I go on line, and my breath catches in my chest until I hear three little words: You've got mail.

I hear nothing, not even a sound on the streets of Cerulean, just the beat of my own heart. I have mail. From you."

"Hey hun, you still on that thing?"

"Yes, Brock, I am. I actually have feelings for this THING you know." Answered Misty as she closed her laptop.

Brock, a professional pokemon breeder, who totally disliked modern technology, was Misty's boyfriend (yuck…). He leaned over and gave a quick peck on Misty's cheek.

"So, Brock, what happened today at work?"

"Nothing much. I'm getting interviewed by that lady who hosts that really popular breeder show. What's her name? Suzy or something?"

"Oh that's great! Isn't that the show you like watching?"

"No way! Eheh, I don't watch that show! I know too much about breeding to watch that show." Said Brock as he blushed a tint of red.

Misty said, rolling her eyes, "Sure…"

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The next day, Misty was busy working in her shop when Delia mentioned the new tall building across the road. She said it was another pokemon store.

"It's called Ketchums. You'd better be careful Misty. Next thing you know, this shop'll be a goner."

"I don't think so. This is too good of a shop to be competed with."

"I don't know, Misty. It's pretty big." Added Marina.

"And very nice looking…" mumbled Tracey. Everyone gave him a look. "What? Its true…"

"You guys'll see," said Misty, "This place will be just as good as it was before."

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Ash, the owner of the new Ketchum's Pokemon Superstore, opened his beloved laptop. He logged on AOL and heard his familiar "You've got mail".

"Looks like we have mail, Pikachu," said Ash as he petted his best pal and pokemon, Pikachu.

"Subject: Pride and Prejudice
Date: 10/15/98 8:15:42 PM Eastern Standard Time
From: Shopgirl
To: PKMN152

Confession. I have read Pride & Prejudice about 200 times. I get lost in the language. Words like "thither", "mischance", "felicity." I'm always in agony over whether Elizabeth and Mr. Darcy are really going to get together. Read it. I know you'll love it."

As he finished reading, he mused, "Really…"

He then typed a message for Shopgirl:

"Subject: H&H
Date: 10/15/98 9:46:12 PM Eastern Standard Time
From: PKMN152
To: Shopgirl

Did you know that every night a truck pulls up to H&H Bagels and pumps about a ton of flour into underground tanks? The air is filled with white dust, and it's absolutely amazing."

"Hey, Sweetie! You doin' good?"

"Oh, hi Suzy," greeted his girlfriend, Suzy, the hostee of The Breeding Show.

Suzy leaned over and kissed Ash on the lips.

"How's work?"

"Good, Ash…" started Suzy as she drowned him with one of her daily long-talk of her day.

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Alright folks! That's the first chapter of You've Got Mail – Pokemon Style! Hope you like it and I hope its like the movie sort of… Plz read and review! If you gots any questions email me at: dragon_of_89@hotmail.com ! Ciao!