I'm not really going to bore you with any disclaimers or notes, so just refer to chapter 1, k? oh, and the only reason why you're getting chapter 2 now is because Tiamat requested that I post it for him to read. What I wouldn't do for him ^_^
Chapter Two: Accused!
"Ash! I should Have Known it was you!"
Ash turned around and saw who it was. Standing in front of him was a furious Gary Oak.
"Gary! What-" Ash said before Gary cut him off.
"You know why I'm here! Don't play dumb!" Gary shouted,"Give me back my Arcanine!!"
"What?! I don't have your Arcanine!"
"Yes you do! I have proof!"
"What?"
"You did it, so you already know, now don't you?" Gary replied smugly.
"I don't, 'cause..." Ash said quietly, then raised his voice."...I DIDN'T DO IT!"
"Yeah, right! I'm going to get you for this, Ash Ketchum!" Gary yelled over his shoulder."I'm going to make you pay!"
As silly as it sounded to Ash, a shiver ran down his spine.
"Geesh! What a temper! What did He mean by 'I'm going to get you for
this!' and 'I'm going to make you pay'?"
"Growl Grow growlithe..." ("I don't think...")
"Purrrr Pursian Purr!" ("...That he does either!")
"Thank's You guys! Squirtle, Bulbasur, Angel, Blaze, Puar! That's enough! Return! C'mon Pikachu! Race ya back home!"
Ash took off like a shot, with a small electric mouse on his heels.
"Ash? Is that you? Come have some lunch with us. Your mother left us some, before she went out to do some shopping." Misty called from the kitchen. Ash looked at his watch. 12:47.
*Hmmmmm...the Pokemon are hungry...I'd better feed Them...I'm getting kinda hungry myself...*
"Alright, Misty. Just a sec, Okay? I gotta feed my pokemon. They've used up all their energy, training."
"Okay. Anything happen while you were out, Ash?"
"Now that you mention it...that jerk, Gary Oak, acusesd me of stealing his Arcanine. What an idiot!"
Misty was indignant and shocked.
"He thinks you took his Arcanine?"
Ash nodded.
"Now I see what you mean when you call him a jerk! He's one small step ahead of a Grimer, one giant leap below a Magikarp!" Misty hissed through clenched teeth.
"Heh-heh! Good one Misty!" Ash chuckled softly at his long-time friend.
"Hey, Ash, tell us all the details." D.J called from the back yard, where he was feeding his own pokemon, Jolteon, Ponyta, Clefable, Diglett, and Raichu.
During lunch, Ash told them everything that had happened. D.J and Misty were silent for a moment, before they had an idea.
"Why don't we call Ashly? She's smart, she'll know what to do!"
"Yeah! I'll call her right now!" Ash said, running to the living room. He never missed the chance to talk with his childhood friend.
"Ring Ring Ring! Ring Ring Ring! Phone Call! Phone Call!"
Annoyed by the disturbance phone made, Ashly Greene put down her book, reached over and picked up the phone.
*Awwww! And I was just getting to the good part!* she thought, putting down Her copy of 'One flew over Pidgey's nest'. ^_^
"Hello? Greene Residence, Ashly speaking."
"Ashly! Hi! It's Ash!"
"Ash?" Ashly asked, turning of the 'Voice only' comand on the phone,"Fire, are you alright? You sound...stressed off!"
"I am. Ummmm...could you come over? We're going to need your help."
"Certainly, Ash. I'll be over soon. sigh"
"So Gary wants to get you, Huh? Guys this is really serious!"
"No Duh! I know that!" Ash said causticly.
"Ash!" Ashly said sharply. She colourfully told him to behave in her first language.
"Sorry." he mumbled.
"Look, I'm not sure what to do. Ash, let me talk to your pokemon."
"O-kayyyyy..." Ash said slowly. Ashly was one of the only people he knew who could converse flawlessly with any Pokemon.
"Pokeballs, go!" Ash shouted, throwing all six balls.
[Eheh, what happened?] Ashly tried.
"Pikachu! Pikaaa! (Ash was training us all morning.)
[Then what happened?]
"Growlll! Growlithe Growl!" (Until that jerk showed up, then we went home.)
"Oohhhh!" Ashly smacked her brow. [Before that?]
"Chuuuu.... (Ummm...)
"Squirtle, Squirtle Squirt!" (We were jogging early this morning!)
[No alibi?]
"Pika pika..." (not really...)
Ashly bit her lip.
"Well that was an interesting conversation...But nothing to get you off the hook, Ash." she sighed.
"It's okay, Ashly." Ash said, sighing as well. The doorbell rang.
"I'll get it, Ash." Ashly said and ran to the door. She opened it, and Prof.Oak, Gary Oak, and Officer Jenny were standing there.*Uh-Oh!*
"May I help you?" Ashly found herself saying. Her eyes narrowed suspiciously.
"Is Ash here?" asked Prof.Oak. He and Officer Jenny looked grim, but Gary looked triumphant.
"Yes..." Ashly said slowly, reluctantly."Please come in."
"Ash, You've been acused of Pokemon theft. Do you have anything to say?"
Ash sat in stuned silence, his heart sinking.
*Prof.Oak was one person I'd expect who'd defend me!*
"Well..." Ash said slowly,"I don't know why you'd think that I'd steal a Pokemon, when I have my own..."
"Well, Gary has some rather interesting proof, Ash."
"Yeah, Loser!" Gary snickered, and tossed 3 items on the coffee table: A gold coloured button, a photo of some foot prints that looked like Ash's, and some threads. Blue Threads. Threads that looked like they came from his jacket...
Ash thought back to that morning...
'Hey! Blaze! Come back Here! No!' Ash had shouted,'Not over Prof.Oaks fence!'
'Growl! Growlithe Growl!' Blaze had laughed, making Ash jump over the fence after him. Ash had got his jacket caught on the fence, tearing it.
'Great! Just what I need! A hole in My Jacket!" Ash groaned, yanking himself free.'How am I going to explain this to my mom?'
"Well, Ash?" Prof.Oak prompted.
"I don't think that button is mine."
"It looks like the one from your jacket."
"I lost one from my jacket on seafoam island, training for the pokemon league last year...the foot prints could have come from anyones shoes, 'cause they're selling them downtown...The threads ARE from my jacket, but that's because I had to chase a certain Growlithe across your fence, Prof.Oak."
Prof.Oak looked at Ash's Pokemon.
"Is this true?" he asked.
"Pika-Pik!" (Every word!)
"Growlithe Growlllll..." (I was a bit naughty...)
"Squirtle Squirt Squirtle!" (Ash would never do what you say he did!)
The professor looked from one Pokemon to the other.
"Hmmmmmm...I guess that's proof enough..." Prof.Oak mused.
"Hey, Gramps! Are you going to listen to what this loser's Pokemon are saying? He could have told them to say that!" Gary said, in a self-assured, snobish voice.
"Hmmmmmm..."
Ash held his breath. This did not look good!
"Ash, I'm afraid that until Gary's Arcanine shows up, and your innosence is proved, I will have to strip you of your pokedex, Pokemon, and lisence."
Ash looked hard at Prof.Oak. His eyes wavered, and a stinging, pricking sensation started in the corners of his eyes.
*I will not cry!* he thought fiercely.
"Alright..." Ash's voice was full of pain,"then if that's what's gotta happen, then...Squirtle, Bulbasaur, Puar, Blaze, Angel...Return!"
"Squirtle!" "Bulbasaurrrr!!!" they pleaded, as Squirtle and Bulbasaur were sucked inside their Pokeballs.('NO!' 'AASSHHH!!!')
"Perrrrrr!" "Growwlll!" "Eeeeeeee!!!" ('Please don't!' 'You can't!' Nooo Ash!')
"I'm sorry...Pikachu, return!" Ash said, holding out the ball.
"Chuuuu!" ('No, Ash!') Pikachu defied.
"Pikachu, don't make this any harder. Return!"
Pikachu dodged.
"Pikapi! Pika!"
"Pikachu! It's an order! RETURN!"
"Pikapi-" Pikachu was cut off when he was sucked into his Pokeball. Ash held it against his chest tightly for a moment.
"Professor, take care of them. They're my best friends, and I want them to be safe."
Ash turned and went to his room, slamming the door.
Chapter Two: Accused!
"Ash! I should Have Known it was you!"
Ash turned around and saw who it was. Standing in front of him was a furious Gary Oak.
"Gary! What-" Ash said before Gary cut him off.
"You know why I'm here! Don't play dumb!" Gary shouted,"Give me back my Arcanine!!"
"What?! I don't have your Arcanine!"
"Yes you do! I have proof!"
"What?"
"You did it, so you already know, now don't you?" Gary replied smugly.
"I don't, 'cause..." Ash said quietly, then raised his voice."...I DIDN'T DO IT!"
"Yeah, right! I'm going to get you for this, Ash Ketchum!" Gary yelled over his shoulder."I'm going to make you pay!"
As silly as it sounded to Ash, a shiver ran down his spine.
"Geesh! What a temper! What did He mean by 'I'm going to get you for
this!' and 'I'm going to make you pay'?"
"Growl Grow growlithe..." ("I don't think...")
"Purrrr Pursian Purr!" ("...That he does either!")
"Thank's You guys! Squirtle, Bulbasur, Angel, Blaze, Puar! That's enough! Return! C'mon Pikachu! Race ya back home!"
Ash took off like a shot, with a small electric mouse on his heels.
"Ash? Is that you? Come have some lunch with us. Your mother left us some, before she went out to do some shopping." Misty called from the kitchen. Ash looked at his watch. 12:47.
*Hmmmmm...the Pokemon are hungry...I'd better feed Them...I'm getting kinda hungry myself...*
"Alright, Misty. Just a sec, Okay? I gotta feed my pokemon. They've used up all their energy, training."
"Okay. Anything happen while you were out, Ash?"
"Now that you mention it...that jerk, Gary Oak, acusesd me of stealing his Arcanine. What an idiot!"
Misty was indignant and shocked.
"He thinks you took his Arcanine?"
Ash nodded.
"Now I see what you mean when you call him a jerk! He's one small step ahead of a Grimer, one giant leap below a Magikarp!" Misty hissed through clenched teeth.
"Heh-heh! Good one Misty!" Ash chuckled softly at his long-time friend.
"Hey, Ash, tell us all the details." D.J called from the back yard, where he was feeding his own pokemon, Jolteon, Ponyta, Clefable, Diglett, and Raichu.
During lunch, Ash told them everything that had happened. D.J and Misty were silent for a moment, before they had an idea.
"Why don't we call Ashly? She's smart, she'll know what to do!"
"Yeah! I'll call her right now!" Ash said, running to the living room. He never missed the chance to talk with his childhood friend.
"Ring Ring Ring! Ring Ring Ring! Phone Call! Phone Call!"
Annoyed by the disturbance phone made, Ashly Greene put down her book, reached over and picked up the phone.
*Awwww! And I was just getting to the good part!* she thought, putting down Her copy of 'One flew over Pidgey's nest'. ^_^
"Hello? Greene Residence, Ashly speaking."
"Ashly! Hi! It's Ash!"
"Ash?" Ashly asked, turning of the 'Voice only' comand on the phone,"Fire, are you alright? You sound...stressed off!"
"I am. Ummmm...could you come over? We're going to need your help."
"Certainly, Ash. I'll be over soon. sigh"
"So Gary wants to get you, Huh? Guys this is really serious!"
"No Duh! I know that!" Ash said causticly.
"Ash!" Ashly said sharply. She colourfully told him to behave in her first language.
"Sorry." he mumbled.
"Look, I'm not sure what to do. Ash, let me talk to your pokemon."
"O-kayyyyy..." Ash said slowly. Ashly was one of the only people he knew who could converse flawlessly with any Pokemon.
"Pokeballs, go!" Ash shouted, throwing all six balls.
[Eheh, what happened?] Ashly tried.
"Pikachu! Pikaaa! (Ash was training us all morning.)
[Then what happened?]
"Growlll! Growlithe Growl!" (Until that jerk showed up, then we went home.)
"Oohhhh!" Ashly smacked her brow. [Before that?]
"Chuuuu.... (Ummm...)
"Squirtle, Squirtle Squirt!" (We were jogging early this morning!)
[No alibi?]
"Pika pika..." (not really...)
Ashly bit her lip.
"Well that was an interesting conversation...But nothing to get you off the hook, Ash." she sighed.
"It's okay, Ashly." Ash said, sighing as well. The doorbell rang.
"I'll get it, Ash." Ashly said and ran to the door. She opened it, and Prof.Oak, Gary Oak, and Officer Jenny were standing there.*Uh-Oh!*
"May I help you?" Ashly found herself saying. Her eyes narrowed suspiciously.
"Is Ash here?" asked Prof.Oak. He and Officer Jenny looked grim, but Gary looked triumphant.
"Yes..." Ashly said slowly, reluctantly."Please come in."
"Ash, You've been acused of Pokemon theft. Do you have anything to say?"
Ash sat in stuned silence, his heart sinking.
*Prof.Oak was one person I'd expect who'd defend me!*
"Well..." Ash said slowly,"I don't know why you'd think that I'd steal a Pokemon, when I have my own..."
"Well, Gary has some rather interesting proof, Ash."
"Yeah, Loser!" Gary snickered, and tossed 3 items on the coffee table: A gold coloured button, a photo of some foot prints that looked like Ash's, and some threads. Blue Threads. Threads that looked like they came from his jacket...
Ash thought back to that morning...
'Hey! Blaze! Come back Here! No!' Ash had shouted,'Not over Prof.Oaks fence!'
'Growl! Growlithe Growl!' Blaze had laughed, making Ash jump over the fence after him. Ash had got his jacket caught on the fence, tearing it.
'Great! Just what I need! A hole in My Jacket!" Ash groaned, yanking himself free.'How am I going to explain this to my mom?'
"Well, Ash?" Prof.Oak prompted.
"I don't think that button is mine."
"It looks like the one from your jacket."
"I lost one from my jacket on seafoam island, training for the pokemon league last year...the foot prints could have come from anyones shoes, 'cause they're selling them downtown...The threads ARE from my jacket, but that's because I had to chase a certain Growlithe across your fence, Prof.Oak."
Prof.Oak looked at Ash's Pokemon.
"Is this true?" he asked.
"Pika-Pik!" (Every word!)
"Growlithe Growlllll..." (I was a bit naughty...)
"Squirtle Squirt Squirtle!" (Ash would never do what you say he did!)
The professor looked from one Pokemon to the other.
"Hmmmmmm...I guess that's proof enough..." Prof.Oak mused.
"Hey, Gramps! Are you going to listen to what this loser's Pokemon are saying? He could have told them to say that!" Gary said, in a self-assured, snobish voice.
"Hmmmmmm..."
Ash held his breath. This did not look good!
"Ash, I'm afraid that until Gary's Arcanine shows up, and your innosence is proved, I will have to strip you of your pokedex, Pokemon, and lisence."
Ash looked hard at Prof.Oak. His eyes wavered, and a stinging, pricking sensation started in the corners of his eyes.
*I will not cry!* he thought fiercely.
"Alright..." Ash's voice was full of pain,"then if that's what's gotta happen, then...Squirtle, Bulbasaur, Puar, Blaze, Angel...Return!"
"Squirtle!" "Bulbasaurrrr!!!" they pleaded, as Squirtle and Bulbasaur were sucked inside their Pokeballs.('NO!' 'AASSHHH!!!')
"Perrrrrr!" "Growwlll!" "Eeeeeeee!!!" ('Please don't!' 'You can't!' Nooo Ash!')
"I'm sorry...Pikachu, return!" Ash said, holding out the ball.
"Chuuuu!" ('No, Ash!') Pikachu defied.
"Pikachu, don't make this any harder. Return!"
Pikachu dodged.
"Pikapi! Pika!"
"Pikachu! It's an order! RETURN!"
"Pikapi-" Pikachu was cut off when he was sucked into his Pokeball. Ash held it against his chest tightly for a moment.
"Professor, take care of them. They're my best friends, and I want them to be safe."
Ash turned and went to his room, slamming the door.