Yay, another review, from Kawaii Spinel Queen of Evil, you're great, thank
you.
And just a note—I know Cezzie, Pikatree, and all the others you mentioned in your Bio!!! I go to Pokémasters too! (I'm The_Oddish) Okay, I don't go there that often anymore and—yeah, all right, I'll get on with the fic. Thank you again Kawaii Spinel Queen of Evil (can I shorten that to Evil Queen? It's easier), you're brilliant. Yays! You rule! Also I promise to read some of your fics SOON.
Anyhoo, chapter FOUR of On Vacation With Fred.
"Okay!" Delia yelled. How they were going to start the coach like this she didn't really know, but she'd seen it in a movie once.
The coach moved and Ash tripped and fell flat on his face in the mud. Misty tripped over on top of him. "Ash, you idiot," she said, more embarrassed than angry, "why do you have to be so clumsy?"
"You're the one who's laying on me!" Ash retorted.
Misty saw he had a point and got up. "And you're the one covered in mud," she said pointedly.
"Yeah, well…" Ash started, and then realised he couldn't think of anything better to say.
"Stop arguing," Brock said automatically.
"Stop arguing," Duplica repeated.
"DUPLICA!" everyone yelled, even the people who didn't know (but were quickly getting to know) the Ketchum-Oak party.
"DUPLICA!" Duplica yelled back.
"Duplica, you are incredibly annoying, shut up now," Misty told her.
"Duplica, you are—" began Duplica, but Misty pushed her over into the mud. "Stuff you," she said, "now will you shut up?"
The coach suddenly roared up into action. "Yay!" yelled Misty.
"Ya—" Duplica started, and then saw Misty's face.
Everyone ran round to the front of the coach. "Nope," Fred said when he saw Ash and Duplica. "Muddy people aren't allowed on my coach."
"Aww…" said Ash. "But I'm muddy!"
"Yeah," agreed Fred, "get lost then."
To cut a long story short, Ash should get left behind with Duplica in the middle of nowhere, but they change their clothes, jump back on the coach and drive off again.
"Where's Sakura?" Duplica asked half an hour later.
Time to turn around and go get her…
Three hours later…
"Are we nearly there yet?" Ash asked for the three thousandth, eight hundred and ninetieth time (Misty was counting).
"No," chorused about half the bus.
"Are we now?" Ash asked hopefully.
"Are we now?" Duplica echoed.
"NOOOOOOOOO!" roared Fred, annoyed. "Now SHUT UP!"
Ash looked a bit taken aback. "What about when we reach that tree up ahead?"
And just a note—I know Cezzie, Pikatree, and all the others you mentioned in your Bio!!! I go to Pokémasters too! (I'm The_Oddish) Okay, I don't go there that often anymore and—yeah, all right, I'll get on with the fic. Thank you again Kawaii Spinel Queen of Evil (can I shorten that to Evil Queen? It's easier), you're brilliant. Yays! You rule! Also I promise to read some of your fics SOON.
Anyhoo, chapter FOUR of On Vacation With Fred.
"Okay!" Delia yelled. How they were going to start the coach like this she didn't really know, but she'd seen it in a movie once.
The coach moved and Ash tripped and fell flat on his face in the mud. Misty tripped over on top of him. "Ash, you idiot," she said, more embarrassed than angry, "why do you have to be so clumsy?"
"You're the one who's laying on me!" Ash retorted.
Misty saw he had a point and got up. "And you're the one covered in mud," she said pointedly.
"Yeah, well…" Ash started, and then realised he couldn't think of anything better to say.
"Stop arguing," Brock said automatically.
"Stop arguing," Duplica repeated.
"DUPLICA!" everyone yelled, even the people who didn't know (but were quickly getting to know) the Ketchum-Oak party.
"DUPLICA!" Duplica yelled back.
"Duplica, you are incredibly annoying, shut up now," Misty told her.
"Duplica, you are—" began Duplica, but Misty pushed her over into the mud. "Stuff you," she said, "now will you shut up?"
The coach suddenly roared up into action. "Yay!" yelled Misty.
"Ya—" Duplica started, and then saw Misty's face.
Everyone ran round to the front of the coach. "Nope," Fred said when he saw Ash and Duplica. "Muddy people aren't allowed on my coach."
"Aww…" said Ash. "But I'm muddy!"
"Yeah," agreed Fred, "get lost then."
To cut a long story short, Ash should get left behind with Duplica in the middle of nowhere, but they change their clothes, jump back on the coach and drive off again.
"Where's Sakura?" Duplica asked half an hour later.
Time to turn around and go get her…
Three hours later…
"Are we nearly there yet?" Ash asked for the three thousandth, eight hundred and ninetieth time (Misty was counting).
"No," chorused about half the bus.
"Are we now?" Ash asked hopefully.
"Are we now?" Duplica echoed.
"NOOOOOOOOO!" roared Fred, annoyed. "Now SHUT UP!"
Ash looked a bit taken aback. "What about when we reach that tree up ahead?"