Disclaimer: I do not own Pokémon. I made up their opposites while Arrow supplied the names for some…okay, most of the names. So only we can use them, although I wouldn't imagine why we would.
A/N: I saw a TV show where the main characters accidentally went into an opposite reality where everything was the gender-opposite. Like, the first person on the moon was Nelly Armstrong, Wilma Shakespear wrote Hamlet, Taiming of the Shrimp. Get the point? Heh heh. Needless to say, I had some fun with this story.
Note: Ash and Misty are on their Pokémon journeys in some undiscovered country. They got rid of Brock and Tracy at the Pokémon convention and are traveling alone in a bug-less forest. They are all around the age of 16.
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Ash awoke quickly. He whispered to himself, "Why do I dream of me losing to Gary all of the time". His eyes quickly adjusted to the night's darkness. He looked at the sleeping Misty wrapped up in her own sleeping bag less than five feet away. He remembered Brock and Tracy went to a Pokémon festival where Nurse Joy's were abundant. Ash just thought Tracy wanted to go with Brock because Tracy's 'that way'. He looked at Pikachu's sleeping bag. The electric mouse was sound asleep in it. Ash looked at his watch. 3:56 am. Too early to get up and start training. Brock and Tracy wouldn't be back for another three hours or so. He heard an unexpected whisper.
"Hey, Ash."
"Misty? You awake, too?"
"Yeah. Just woke up. Why are you up?" She was sitting up, now.
"No reason. I just woke up." He didn't want her to know why he kept waking up.
"Same." She got out of her sleeping bag and moved over to sit next to Ash.
Ash looked in the direction an unexpected sound came from. It came from the trees. "Did you hear that?"
"Hear what?" She tilted her ear to the direction Ash was staring. She heard nothing. "I think someone's jittery."
"It's because of this dumb dream I keep having." He realized he just let the Meowth out of the bag. "It's nothing, really."
"If you don't want to talk about it, okay. Meanwhile, go back to sleep. I know I will." She gave him a goodnight kiss and went back to her sleeping bag. "Goodnight."
"Goodnight." He pulled himself into his sleeping bag and closed his eyes. He thought, Maybe these dreams will be different.
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Misty couldn't go back to sleep. She tried to, but couldn't. She closed her eyes to try for sleep one last time. As she closed her eyes, she heard a sound. Music. Sounded like a game--
"No." The voice came soft from Ash's direction. Misty looked at him. He was completely in his sleeping bag. A light from inside it casted Ash's silhouette on the side. He was trying to sit up in the cramped space he had and had something in his hand. "This Gengar's tougher than I thought. I mean, who knew Gengar's popped up in the wild at level two hundred thirty-four?"
Misty decided to have some fun with Ash. She looked at Pikachu, who was awake and alert. Misty held a finger to her lips to signal silence. Pikachu nodded. Misty crept closer to Ash. When she got to him, she threw open the sleeping bag and yelled, "Gotcha!!"
"GHOST!!!!!!!! Huh?" Instead of seeing the ghost he thought there was, he saw Misty and Pikachu rolling on the ground, laughing. "Hey! Not funny!" They continued laughing. "Hey! Stop that!" He got out his pokéballs. "Chikorita! Go!" Chikorita came out...laughing, that is. Even though they are in their pokéballs, they can still hear what's going on. He started laughing at himself. "Well, that was pretty funny."
"I know!" Misty got up and wiped out the tears from her eyes she got from laughing. "Hey, what time is it?"
Ash looked at his wrist. He noticed he forgot to put it on. He picked up his Game Boy and pressed Start. "Well, according to my Pokémon Gold, it's six forty-seven. Why?"
"We're alone and we will be for a while." She got a smirk and pushed Ash back in his sleeping bag, ripped off his shirt, and...
Ash woke up with a jolt...literally. Pikachu shocked him as a wake up call. Ash had forgotten to reset his battery-operated alarm clock yet again. Shocking him was the best way to wake him.
"Pikachu!! Why'd you do that? I was having good dreams for once. This one had Misty, me. It was one of those dreams."
"Fantasizing for the impossible?"
"Misty? Doh! Pikachu, why didn't you tell me?"
Pikachu dragged his foot on the ground to spell, "Yew nevr askd."
"Thanks a lot Pikachu."
Pikachu nodded and went off to 'sign nature's guest-book'.
Ash rubbed his eyes and stretched. "Hey, Mist. What's for breakfast?"
She dug through the backpack referred to as the "Refrigerator". "Some milk, Pop-tarts, and...oh, gross! Eggs Benedict McMuffin!"
"Well, we all know what's gonna be eaten last. I hate Pop-tarts. Toss me the McMuffin."
With a disgusted look on her face, she tossed the sorry excuse for a food item to Ash. She cringed and nearly passed out as Ash took a bite. "How can you stand those? They look like someone threw up in a blender and poured it on as a Hollandaise sauce. They taste like it, too."
Ash was about to come to his delicious breakfast's defense, but his mouth was full. By the time he swallowed, a surprising yellow glow came from Pikachu's direction. "Pikachu's done." The glow remained. It stayed for a full two minutes, then three. "Hm, Pikachu would usually be drained by now." Another minute passed. "Something's wrong. I'm gonna go check on him."
Misty stood up from the fire. Her hands were hot from burning the remaining fake-eggs and puke sandwiches. "I'm going, too."
"Okay. Hey, what's that smell?" He sniffed the air. "It smells like someone threw up in the fire."
"Something like that. Let's go." They started to run in the glow's direction.
"Toge!!!!" Misty turned around to find Togepi trying to run with them.
"Togepi! Look at the fire! Isn't it pretty? Go to it!" Togepi did as it was told and burned and died and fried in two seconds. Misty walked over and grabbed a metal plate and scooped up scrambled Togepi. "Now this is what I call breakfast." She took a fork, took a bite, and walked after Ash.
I like that last bite…erm, bit.Can anyone tell what Togepi's only good use is?
Ash got to the spot Pikachu was at. There was a yellow ball of energy just a few feet away from Pikachu. Misty caught up, but she was too interested at her early morning treat. She accidentally bumped Ash. With a wail of despair, he tried to regain balance. Instead, he fell right into the energy ball and disappeared from sight.
Misty didn't even look up. "Ash, do you have any salt?" She heard no response, so she looked up. "Ash?"
Pikachu tugged on Misty's sock. Misty looked down at the mouse. She saw Pikachu, but thought tonight's dinner. She ignored the thought and saw that Pikachu was pointing at the energy ball. "What? Ash went in? We have to go after him!" She realized what she just said. "Did I just say that?"
She had no one to tell that to. Pikachu had just bounded into the unknown anomaly.
Misty shrugged. "Well, no point in getting left behind. Here's goes nothing." With another shrug, she ran in the yellow orb.
Unknown to her, the brilliant display disappeared.
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A tall teenage boy leaned against a tree. He had red hair, which was unusually long for a guy. He took off his hat and started fanning his face. "Geez, how long are you going to take? I'm telling you, there are no pokémon here. Let's go."
A girl, around the same age as the guy, stood up from where she was crouching. "Look, Mickey. I want to be ready for any challenges that come in my way."
Mickey walked over to the ambitious girl and tugged at a clip in her jet black hair, just the way he knows she hates. "But I'm one challenge you can't beat."
"Wanna bet?" She reached for a pokéball.
Mickey just shrugged. "I want to save money on plaques." He held his hands up to mock a wall,-mounting- plaque. "I can see it now. 'Ashley Ketchum, Honorary Loser of All Battles Against Mickey Waterflower.' Gotta love it."
Ashley looked over Mickey's shoulder and saw two people walking down the path. "If there weren't people over there, I'd kick your sorry little ass."
Mickey turned around and patted his derrière. "Go ahead." He looked at the path and saw two people standing there. One had a pink headband around his head while the other had eyes no one could ever see.
The head-banded one was the first to speak. "Would you mind doing that pose again, this time turned around?" He pulled out a drawing pad and pencil from his backpack.
The other guy punched him in the shoulder, causing him to drop his paper. "This is not the time to be funny."
"I wasn't trying to be funny. I was serious."
"Oh yeah. Forgot who I was talking to for a second. Sorry, Tracy." He held his crossed fingers behind his back. He turned to Ashley and got one of those, "Hey, there's a Nurse Joy" looks. He rushed over and took her hands. "Hello there. My name's Brock. That's Tracy. We don't know our way around here. Could you help us get to the nearest city?"
A bit scared by Brock's attempt at an introduction, Ashley could barely sputter, "S-s-s-sure." Mickey came over and "tripped", knocking Brock over.
"Whoops. Sorry." He put his arm around Ashley to keep Brock off her. "C'mon. It's getting late. We'd better get going."
Brock managed to get a puzzled look on his face. "Are you sure it's getting late? We just got here and it was morning."
Mickey and Ashley ignored him. They picked up their back packs and continued their way down the trail. Tracy and Brock, both confused, followed close behind them. Tracy, of course, going a bit too close to Mickey. Mickey, noticing the character behind him, stopped and jabbed his elbow back, which dug itself into Tracy's gut. Tracy doubled over. Since they were on a rather steep slant, Tracy rolled halfway down the hill then fell flat.
Brock gave Mickey a thumbs-up. "Nice shot."
"Thanks." He returned the thumbs-up and continued walking towards the now visible Pokémon Center.
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Misty stood up from her half of the tree stump. She wouldn't have minded if the stump was more than one foot wide. "Ash, where are we?"
Ash didn't look up from the map. "I think we're in Ytic Tsol. I can't really tell. Maps turned hard when we got these transparency maps."
Misty looked at the transparency at the point Ash was looking at. "Well, this gets better and better. It says we're in Lost City."
"Huh?" He turned the map around a few times. Then he crumpled it up, threw it into the fire, and watched it melt.
Misty took a few steps away from Ash. A few being ten or eleven rather large steps. When she stopped walking, she squinted to look into the distance. Quickly she turned around and ran back to Ash. "Ash! Pokémon Center, dead ahead! Let's go!"
Ash was still in confusion from Misty's sudden change of attitude. "Uh, okay."
Misty already had her backpack loaded and on her back. She grabbed Ash's backpack and tossed it to him. "Come on! No time to loose! It's getting dark!"
"Huh? But it's morning!" He looked at the sky. It was, indeed, getting darker. Suddenly, Ash took on Misty's enthusiasm. "Okay! Let's go!" They both started running down the path to the Pokémon Center.
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There's the first chapter. A bit long, but who cares? I'll write more when I feel like it. Translation: I'm starting the next chapter immediately. Review please.