1 The time has come By Jammie_Bro
HI!!!! I'm really sorry!!! I'm putting this 1 up agen coz my brother thought it wud be funny 2 delete my story. Soz!!!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters etc, blah. Don't sue me!
Author's notes- This is my first AAMRN fanfic. Actually, its my first fanfic. It's pretty short so please put up with it, & r&r! Please!!!!!
This takes place when Ash (finally) becomes a Pokemon master. Ages: Ash =14 Misty =15 Brock =17
In a small town by the name of Pallet, in one of the lush green fields carefully mown each month, and reserved for parties and festivals, one hell of a bash was going on. People in summer hats and ice creams in their hands and a lot of different pokemon mingled in, chatting nicely. Pokemon battles were being held in one area, food served in another, and a fourteen year old boy with black spiky hair and his pikachu were being fussed over in the centre.
~Wow….~ Thought Ash between conversations with familiar friends. ~Everyone's here…~Then something occurred to him.~I wonder where Misty is?~ He thought, glancing around for the red-headed girl he had travelled around with for the last four years. ~Has it really been FOUR years?~
Suddenly, his loyal Pikachu (Who was sitting on his shoulder licking tha contents of a tomato ketchup sachet^-^) turned around and jumped into someones arms, the sachet floating to the floor, forgotten.
"Hi Ash!" Ash knew that voice straight away. He turned to see Misty standing there holding Pikachu. He smiled and blushed.
~Why the hell do you blush, idiot! She'll see straight through you!~
"Hi Misty."
"Are you getting fed up of being fussed over now, Mister Pokemon master?"
She asked.
"Yeah, kinda." He replied, trying not to sound proud. Actually, the fuss was starting to get annoying. "Listen, Misty, what happened at the last battle…"
Misty blushed a shade of scarlet. At the last battle against G-G- Gary (If you watch SMTV you'll no what I'm on about with the stutter ^-^) to earn his title as a pokemon maste, Pikachu gave the last attack. It was an electricity-defying thunder bolt to Garys Umbreon who was on its last legs. It fainted, and as soon as the match was decided Ash was overcome with joy. He ran up to his two loyal friends and hugged them, and then did something he had wanted to do for almost a year- kiss Misty. It was only a peck on the cheek, but enough for Ash. Misty had blushed and said nothing, but after a few moments of silence she said "Well done, Ash." By the tome of her voice he recongised she truly meant it. She looked longing to do something, but couldn't bring herself to it. Then Brock had stepped in and overshook Ashs' hand.
"Well done, man! You did it!"
"Thanks, Brock-o." he replied. Then the three went to inspect Ashs' pokemon, and congradulate them on a job well done. Team Rocket were there (Of course, we can never get rid of them) watching from a window, and when they saw that the twerp had won they went and congradulate him too (Awww.)
Authors note: Team Rocket are pretty good, arent they? You've got to hand it to them, they're pretty determined, after all they've been following them around for at least four series. And they've never given up, despite all the thunder shocks and the fact that they ALWAYS lose. They are pretty nice, coz when it comes down to the crunch (ie movie 1,2,3 (I havent seen 4 yet)) they help them.awwww. Giovanni sucks, but the rest of them are nice. The show wouldn't be good without those pathetic losers.
HI!!!! I'm really sorry!!! I'm putting this 1 up agen coz my brother thought it wud be funny 2 delete my story. Soz!!!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters etc, blah. Don't sue me!
Author's notes- This is my first AAMRN fanfic. Actually, its my first fanfic. It's pretty short so please put up with it, & r&r! Please!!!!!
This takes place when Ash (finally) becomes a Pokemon master. Ages: Ash =14 Misty =15 Brock =17
In a small town by the name of Pallet, in one of the lush green fields carefully mown each month, and reserved for parties and festivals, one hell of a bash was going on. People in summer hats and ice creams in their hands and a lot of different pokemon mingled in, chatting nicely. Pokemon battles were being held in one area, food served in another, and a fourteen year old boy with black spiky hair and his pikachu were being fussed over in the centre.
~Wow….~ Thought Ash between conversations with familiar friends. ~Everyone's here…~Then something occurred to him.~I wonder where Misty is?~ He thought, glancing around for the red-headed girl he had travelled around with for the last four years. ~Has it really been FOUR years?~
Suddenly, his loyal Pikachu (Who was sitting on his shoulder licking tha contents of a tomato ketchup sachet^-^) turned around and jumped into someones arms, the sachet floating to the floor, forgotten.
"Hi Ash!" Ash knew that voice straight away. He turned to see Misty standing there holding Pikachu. He smiled and blushed.
~Why the hell do you blush, idiot! She'll see straight through you!~
"Hi Misty."
"Are you getting fed up of being fussed over now, Mister Pokemon master?"
She asked.
"Yeah, kinda." He replied, trying not to sound proud. Actually, the fuss was starting to get annoying. "Listen, Misty, what happened at the last battle…"
Misty blushed a shade of scarlet. At the last battle against G-G- Gary (If you watch SMTV you'll no what I'm on about with the stutter ^-^) to earn his title as a pokemon maste, Pikachu gave the last attack. It was an electricity-defying thunder bolt to Garys Umbreon who was on its last legs. It fainted, and as soon as the match was decided Ash was overcome with joy. He ran up to his two loyal friends and hugged them, and then did something he had wanted to do for almost a year- kiss Misty. It was only a peck on the cheek, but enough for Ash. Misty had blushed and said nothing, but after a few moments of silence she said "Well done, Ash." By the tome of her voice he recongised she truly meant it. She looked longing to do something, but couldn't bring herself to it. Then Brock had stepped in and overshook Ashs' hand.
"Well done, man! You did it!"
"Thanks, Brock-o." he replied. Then the three went to inspect Ashs' pokemon, and congradulate them on a job well done. Team Rocket were there (Of course, we can never get rid of them) watching from a window, and when they saw that the twerp had won they went and congradulate him too (Awww.)
Authors note: Team Rocket are pretty good, arent they? You've got to hand it to them, they're pretty determined, after all they've been following them around for at least four series. And they've never given up, despite all the thunder shocks and the fact that they ALWAYS lose. They are pretty nice, coz when it comes down to the crunch (ie movie 1,2,3 (I havent seen 4 yet)) they help them.awwww. Giovanni sucks, but the rest of them are nice. The show wouldn't be good without those pathetic losers.