On Vacation With Fred, Part Five, woo-hoo.
"Are we nearly there yet now?" Ash asked Mondo, the only person on the coach who had refused to sit next to him anymore, and that was because he was asking the same question nearly as often as Ash was. "Mm mmrph mrrph mm," said Duplica, trying to repeat through the tape over her mouth. "Oh, do shut up," Casey said, annoyed. She'd already had half an hour with Ash next to her and she was getting a Psyduck-size headache. "Hey, someone answer!" Ash yelled, not used to being ignored. "Are we nearly there yet?" "YES!" yelled Fred. Ash looked confused. "Yes? We ARE nearly there?" Mondo nodded. "Yeah, look." he stared out the window and trailed off. "Where are we?" Fred shrugged and yelled down the coach, "I dunno, it's a mystery tour." "You're the driver, you should know where we're going!" Gary yelled. "They just told me I was going on a mystery tour, and that's what it is," Fred said. "But, whatever, we're here." "Where's here?" yelled about four people in unison. "I DON'T KNOW!" Fred yelled, slightly irritated. "I just told you that! Now everyone take your bags and get off!" Everyone looked at each other, and started pulling bags off racks. "OWWWW!" yelled Ash. He couldn't work out how Misty's bag had got to the back of the coach where he was, when earlier it was close to the front- middle, but he decided to worry more about the huge animé lump on his head. "Ow!" he yelled again, hoping someone would pay him attention. "OW!" He looked around for a moment. Everyone else had got off the coach. He ran down the front and off to find them. "Ash," said Misty, and for a moment he thought she was concerned about the ever growing lump on his skull, "where's your bag?" "Um." Oh, I know! He thought. I know the answer! "It's on the coach," he said proudly. "What good will it do you there, Ashy-Boy?" Duplica asked, thinking up her own sentence for the first time. "Hey!" Gary looked annoyed. "I call him Ashy-boy, not you!" "I call him Ashy-boy, not you!" "No, I do!" Gary said. "I called him that first, because he's MINE!" Around him is utter silence. Gary's face slowly goes pink, red, and then scarlet. "I-I mean, um. um. the name, is um, mine," he finished lamely. "I'm confused," Ash said, who still hadn't realised he was supposed to go and fetch his bag. "Well," said Brock, "what everyone thinks Gary meant, and hell maybe he did, I'm sure he had his reasons, is that-OOOWWWWWWWW! Gareth Oak you brat, get your foot off my toes!" "Hey, look at that," Gary yelled, pointing. "What, what, what?" Sakura asked excitedly. "Nothing," said Gary. "Nothing," said Duplica. "OOOOWWWWWWWW, GARY!" "Hey, look," said Fred. No one looked except Ash, who tripped over a rock and fell flat on his face. "OOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWW, GARY!" Gary looked hurt. "What, I didn't do anything that time!" "Look!" said Fred. "Come ON, people!" No one looked. "Everyone, look at that!" Fred said impatiently. "Fredrick, we don't believe you," the scary man/woman/thing with a Chansey from Pokémon Fashion Flash said. "What are you doing here?" Brock asked. "Even scary weirdos are allowed a vacation," It replied. "But it really is something!" Fred was jumping up and down like he needed the toilet (well, hey, maybe he did). Ash turned to look. "An ice cream van!" he shrieked happily. "Brock, buy me an ice cream!" "I don't have any money, ask your parents," Brock lied. For some reason, which will be revealed later, Fred jumped about four foot in the air and said, "I have no money." "No," said Delia, shaking her head. "Awwww, Mom." He turned and looked hopefully at Prof. Oak. "No, sorry Ash, I don't have any money either." "Misty. you love me don't you?" "Ew!" Misty jumped. "Why would I love you? I'm not buying you ice cream." She paused. "They have ice cream! Come on everybody!" Everyone stampeded towards the ice cream, flattening Ash who was in the way. "What are you having? What are you having?" Duplica asked, determined to have the same as someone else.
Five minutes later, everyone was slurping ice cream, except Cassidy, who was on a diet, Duplica, who was copying her, and Ash, who couldn't find anyone to buy him one. "Please can I lick your ice cream?" Ash asked Misty, looking at her hungrily. "Ew! No!" Misty wailed. "I don't want Ash germs in my ice cream! Besides," she said, looking at her triple cornet with five chocolate flakes, "there's not enough to share." "Don't be immature, Misty," Brock, King Of Mature-ness (in his and James's opinions). "Well, you share yours then," Misty replied, "and see if YOU want his spit in your ice cream." "Well." Brock looked at his ice cream. "Gary would want to share with him, wouldn't he?" "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" yelled Gary. His cone wobbled and the ice cream fell straight off the top. "Oops."
So how was that? Didya like it? Have ya worked out who Fred is? Would ya like a little Who-Is-Ash's-Dad in the next chapter? (I sure would). Where are they going to stay? (Perhaps in the ice cream van?) Oh, and I still don't own Pokémon. I'm still saving for it right now. When I can afford it, I'll tell you. Then I can laugh at you all. Have a nice day and have fun, people. ~Oddish.
"Are we nearly there yet now?" Ash asked Mondo, the only person on the coach who had refused to sit next to him anymore, and that was because he was asking the same question nearly as often as Ash was. "Mm mmrph mrrph mm," said Duplica, trying to repeat through the tape over her mouth. "Oh, do shut up," Casey said, annoyed. She'd already had half an hour with Ash next to her and she was getting a Psyduck-size headache. "Hey, someone answer!" Ash yelled, not used to being ignored. "Are we nearly there yet?" "YES!" yelled Fred. Ash looked confused. "Yes? We ARE nearly there?" Mondo nodded. "Yeah, look." he stared out the window and trailed off. "Where are we?" Fred shrugged and yelled down the coach, "I dunno, it's a mystery tour." "You're the driver, you should know where we're going!" Gary yelled. "They just told me I was going on a mystery tour, and that's what it is," Fred said. "But, whatever, we're here." "Where's here?" yelled about four people in unison. "I DON'T KNOW!" Fred yelled, slightly irritated. "I just told you that! Now everyone take your bags and get off!" Everyone looked at each other, and started pulling bags off racks. "OWWWW!" yelled Ash. He couldn't work out how Misty's bag had got to the back of the coach where he was, when earlier it was close to the front- middle, but he decided to worry more about the huge animé lump on his head. "Ow!" he yelled again, hoping someone would pay him attention. "OW!" He looked around for a moment. Everyone else had got off the coach. He ran down the front and off to find them. "Ash," said Misty, and for a moment he thought she was concerned about the ever growing lump on his skull, "where's your bag?" "Um." Oh, I know! He thought. I know the answer! "It's on the coach," he said proudly. "What good will it do you there, Ashy-Boy?" Duplica asked, thinking up her own sentence for the first time. "Hey!" Gary looked annoyed. "I call him Ashy-boy, not you!" "I call him Ashy-boy, not you!" "No, I do!" Gary said. "I called him that first, because he's MINE!" Around him is utter silence. Gary's face slowly goes pink, red, and then scarlet. "I-I mean, um. um. the name, is um, mine," he finished lamely. "I'm confused," Ash said, who still hadn't realised he was supposed to go and fetch his bag. "Well," said Brock, "what everyone thinks Gary meant, and hell maybe he did, I'm sure he had his reasons, is that-OOOWWWWWWWW! Gareth Oak you brat, get your foot off my toes!" "Hey, look at that," Gary yelled, pointing. "What, what, what?" Sakura asked excitedly. "Nothing," said Gary. "Nothing," said Duplica. "OOOOWWWWWWWW, GARY!" "Hey, look," said Fred. No one looked except Ash, who tripped over a rock and fell flat on his face. "OOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWW, GARY!" Gary looked hurt. "What, I didn't do anything that time!" "Look!" said Fred. "Come ON, people!" No one looked. "Everyone, look at that!" Fred said impatiently. "Fredrick, we don't believe you," the scary man/woman/thing with a Chansey from Pokémon Fashion Flash said. "What are you doing here?" Brock asked. "Even scary weirdos are allowed a vacation," It replied. "But it really is something!" Fred was jumping up and down like he needed the toilet (well, hey, maybe he did). Ash turned to look. "An ice cream van!" he shrieked happily. "Brock, buy me an ice cream!" "I don't have any money, ask your parents," Brock lied. For some reason, which will be revealed later, Fred jumped about four foot in the air and said, "I have no money." "No," said Delia, shaking her head. "Awwww, Mom." He turned and looked hopefully at Prof. Oak. "No, sorry Ash, I don't have any money either." "Misty. you love me don't you?" "Ew!" Misty jumped. "Why would I love you? I'm not buying you ice cream." She paused. "They have ice cream! Come on everybody!" Everyone stampeded towards the ice cream, flattening Ash who was in the way. "What are you having? What are you having?" Duplica asked, determined to have the same as someone else.
Five minutes later, everyone was slurping ice cream, except Cassidy, who was on a diet, Duplica, who was copying her, and Ash, who couldn't find anyone to buy him one. "Please can I lick your ice cream?" Ash asked Misty, looking at her hungrily. "Ew! No!" Misty wailed. "I don't want Ash germs in my ice cream! Besides," she said, looking at her triple cornet with five chocolate flakes, "there's not enough to share." "Don't be immature, Misty," Brock, King Of Mature-ness (in his and James's opinions). "Well, you share yours then," Misty replied, "and see if YOU want his spit in your ice cream." "Well." Brock looked at his ice cream. "Gary would want to share with him, wouldn't he?" "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" yelled Gary. His cone wobbled and the ice cream fell straight off the top. "Oops."
So how was that? Didya like it? Have ya worked out who Fred is? Would ya like a little Who-Is-Ash's-Dad in the next chapter? (I sure would). Where are they going to stay? (Perhaps in the ice cream van?) Oh, and I still don't own Pokémon. I'm still saving for it right now. When I can afford it, I'll tell you. Then I can laugh at you all. Have a nice day and have fun, people. ~Oddish.