Here's another long awaited chap. *snort* I'm so sure.No one cares, but
I've accepted that.This chapter is kinda foreshadowing the future. And
after this, there'll be one more chap or so in the past and the rest in the
future.
Disclaimer: Do I LOOK like I own this? No way.If I did, well, the plot would be a slight bit less repetitive.
Ash stared limply into the rain as he watched the sunset. Suddenly, he heard an oh-so-familiar motto. He wiped his eyes and turned around, adjusting his Pokémon League Hat.
"Team Rocket!" He cried, looking up, but it lacked his usual enthusiasm.
Jessie, James, and Meowth grinned evilly at him.
"Hey, Twerp, time to steal your Pikachu!" Jessie called from the balloon.
James pressed a button and a net dropped down, scooped Pikachu up, and it began moving up, towards the balloon. Ash sighed and turned to the panicky Pikachu.
"PIKACHU! Bite through the net!" Ash commanded, emotion lacking from his voice.
Ash had remembered that Pikachu was a mouse pokémon and mice could chew through all kinds of things. Maybe he was smarter when Misty wasn't around. Probably because he wasn't thinking of her at the time, or staring.
Pikachu did as instructed quickly and soon had gnawed a hole through the net. It leapt out through the hole, landed on the ground, and its cheeks flashed with sparks. Ash, however, looked at Team Rocket, who was cowering in fear. He stuck out his hand to stop Pikachu from attacking. Pikachu looked at him oddly, but obeyed.
"Look, Team Rocket, if you promise to never steal any pokémon or anything else ever again, would you like to travel with Pikachu and me? Brock's a great cook," Ash proposed quietly.
Team Rocket looked at Ash in astonishment. Meowth licked his lips.
"Though, you know, guys, that older twerp is a pretty good cook," Jessie said, turning to James.
They quietly discussed the plan and nodded.
"We accept your conditions," They uttered together.
Ash nodded and turned towards where the campsite had been.
"Good. We'd better get a move on. I'd like to be at camp before it gets completely dark. And I have to find Faulkner, and go to Pallet, and then, resolve that whole May issue," Ash said, starting to walk towards the camp.
Team Rocket merely nodded, dumbfounded, and began moving their balloon along with Ash's strides. They traveled in silence for a while. Meowth could take it no more.
"Hey, Twerp-err, I mean, what's your name again? Oh, Ash, right! Anyways, why are ya doing this? And why do ya look so.sad?" Meowth blurted.
Ash turned to face them and Jessie and James covered Meowth's mouth in embarrassment.
"Sorry about that, Twer-Ash. Meowth says stuff sometimes.That was really out of line, Meowth!" Jessie and James apologized.
Ash smiled weakly.
"No. It's fine. I'll answer his question. You'll know soon enough anyways," Ash mumbled.
Jessie and James smiled nervously. Ash sighed.
"Misty left."
Jessie and James's eyes bugged.
"The Twerpette left you? B-But, she's completely in love with you!" They said, shocked.
Meowth glared at them and scratched their faces.
"Ix-nay on the Isty-may," He growled.
Ash smiled weakly.
"It's fine. Now, hurry, it's still raining. It's going to turn ugly soon. We need to get back to camp, guys," Ash addressed his former enemies.
He began running and they followed to his campsite. Team Rocket followed and soon enough, they landed. Brock eyed Jessie and James suspiciously as he cooked. May peeked at them sporadically, still wondering who they were and why they were here. Ash sighed and ran a hand through his hair. He walked over to Brock.
Brock surprised Ash by grabbing him sharply by the arm. He yanked Ash closer.
"ASH! What are THEY doing here?" Brock hissed angrily.
Ash shook off Brock's iron grip.
"They're traveling with us. And besides, they promised never to steal anything ever again," Ash whispered.
Brock scoffed, but Ash glared at him and he seemed to give in. Ash walked to where May was openly staring at the former Rockets.
"Jessie, James, Meowth, this is May. May, this is Jessie, James, and Meowth. Good, now that that's settled.May, since the weather outside is really bad, you can stay the night here, with us, okay?" Ash said quickly.
May nodded and Jessie and James exchanged raised eyebrows with Meowth. Ash rolled his eyes and sighed again. Ash sat on the bench next to May and turned to face her.
"So, May, you've lived in Johto your whole life then?" Ash asked, hoping she had.
May shook her head.
"Well, sort of. I'm from Goldenrod, but we moved to Littleroot. It's in Hoenn. My dad got a gig as the Petalburg Gym Leader," May replied, as if she wanted to forget about it all.
"Oh. Well, at least you." Ash trailed off and an almost indescribable sadness came over him.
Team Rocket was a bit shocked by this sudden display of emotion. They had never really known Ash to show sadness. Anger, happiness, vivacious excitement, but never sadness. Ash quietly sighed and stared at the stars. They listened to the rain falling around them (for they were underneath the shield of the balloon) quietly and all thought about what in life they missed.
Brock finally came in and put the plates before them. Team Rocket devoured the food as if they hadn't eaten in weeks, which they probably hadn't. May ate healthily, as did Brock. But Ash, Ash just picked at his food, occasionally forcing the food down his throat. He silently wondered what Misty was doing as he cleaned the dish using Totodile's Water Gun.
If he had known what was to happen to Misty in a few short days, it would have been certain that he would've done anything to help her. But, as the famous writer, John Greenleaf Whittier said: "For all sad words of tongue and pen, the saddest are those 'It might have been'".
Loren ;* Love you guys!
If you really love me, beg for an update. You might get lucky.And not with me. Dirty minds, people.
Disclaimer: Do I LOOK like I own this? No way.If I did, well, the plot would be a slight bit less repetitive.
Ash stared limply into the rain as he watched the sunset. Suddenly, he heard an oh-so-familiar motto. He wiped his eyes and turned around, adjusting his Pokémon League Hat.
"Team Rocket!" He cried, looking up, but it lacked his usual enthusiasm.
Jessie, James, and Meowth grinned evilly at him.
"Hey, Twerp, time to steal your Pikachu!" Jessie called from the balloon.
James pressed a button and a net dropped down, scooped Pikachu up, and it began moving up, towards the balloon. Ash sighed and turned to the panicky Pikachu.
"PIKACHU! Bite through the net!" Ash commanded, emotion lacking from his voice.
Ash had remembered that Pikachu was a mouse pokémon and mice could chew through all kinds of things. Maybe he was smarter when Misty wasn't around. Probably because he wasn't thinking of her at the time, or staring.
Pikachu did as instructed quickly and soon had gnawed a hole through the net. It leapt out through the hole, landed on the ground, and its cheeks flashed with sparks. Ash, however, looked at Team Rocket, who was cowering in fear. He stuck out his hand to stop Pikachu from attacking. Pikachu looked at him oddly, but obeyed.
"Look, Team Rocket, if you promise to never steal any pokémon or anything else ever again, would you like to travel with Pikachu and me? Brock's a great cook," Ash proposed quietly.
Team Rocket looked at Ash in astonishment. Meowth licked his lips.
"Though, you know, guys, that older twerp is a pretty good cook," Jessie said, turning to James.
They quietly discussed the plan and nodded.
"We accept your conditions," They uttered together.
Ash nodded and turned towards where the campsite had been.
"Good. We'd better get a move on. I'd like to be at camp before it gets completely dark. And I have to find Faulkner, and go to Pallet, and then, resolve that whole May issue," Ash said, starting to walk towards the camp.
Team Rocket merely nodded, dumbfounded, and began moving their balloon along with Ash's strides. They traveled in silence for a while. Meowth could take it no more.
"Hey, Twerp-err, I mean, what's your name again? Oh, Ash, right! Anyways, why are ya doing this? And why do ya look so.sad?" Meowth blurted.
Ash turned to face them and Jessie and James covered Meowth's mouth in embarrassment.
"Sorry about that, Twer-Ash. Meowth says stuff sometimes.That was really out of line, Meowth!" Jessie and James apologized.
Ash smiled weakly.
"No. It's fine. I'll answer his question. You'll know soon enough anyways," Ash mumbled.
Jessie and James smiled nervously. Ash sighed.
"Misty left."
Jessie and James's eyes bugged.
"The Twerpette left you? B-But, she's completely in love with you!" They said, shocked.
Meowth glared at them and scratched their faces.
"Ix-nay on the Isty-may," He growled.
Ash smiled weakly.
"It's fine. Now, hurry, it's still raining. It's going to turn ugly soon. We need to get back to camp, guys," Ash addressed his former enemies.
He began running and they followed to his campsite. Team Rocket followed and soon enough, they landed. Brock eyed Jessie and James suspiciously as he cooked. May peeked at them sporadically, still wondering who they were and why they were here. Ash sighed and ran a hand through his hair. He walked over to Brock.
Brock surprised Ash by grabbing him sharply by the arm. He yanked Ash closer.
"ASH! What are THEY doing here?" Brock hissed angrily.
Ash shook off Brock's iron grip.
"They're traveling with us. And besides, they promised never to steal anything ever again," Ash whispered.
Brock scoffed, but Ash glared at him and he seemed to give in. Ash walked to where May was openly staring at the former Rockets.
"Jessie, James, Meowth, this is May. May, this is Jessie, James, and Meowth. Good, now that that's settled.May, since the weather outside is really bad, you can stay the night here, with us, okay?" Ash said quickly.
May nodded and Jessie and James exchanged raised eyebrows with Meowth. Ash rolled his eyes and sighed again. Ash sat on the bench next to May and turned to face her.
"So, May, you've lived in Johto your whole life then?" Ash asked, hoping she had.
May shook her head.
"Well, sort of. I'm from Goldenrod, but we moved to Littleroot. It's in Hoenn. My dad got a gig as the Petalburg Gym Leader," May replied, as if she wanted to forget about it all.
"Oh. Well, at least you." Ash trailed off and an almost indescribable sadness came over him.
Team Rocket was a bit shocked by this sudden display of emotion. They had never really known Ash to show sadness. Anger, happiness, vivacious excitement, but never sadness. Ash quietly sighed and stared at the stars. They listened to the rain falling around them (for they were underneath the shield of the balloon) quietly and all thought about what in life they missed.
Brock finally came in and put the plates before them. Team Rocket devoured the food as if they hadn't eaten in weeks, which they probably hadn't. May ate healthily, as did Brock. But Ash, Ash just picked at his food, occasionally forcing the food down his throat. He silently wondered what Misty was doing as he cleaned the dish using Totodile's Water Gun.
If he had known what was to happen to Misty in a few short days, it would have been certain that he would've done anything to help her. But, as the famous writer, John Greenleaf Whittier said: "For all sad words of tongue and pen, the saddest are those 'It might have been'".
Loren ;* Love you guys!
If you really love me, beg for an update. You might get lucky.And not with me. Dirty minds, people.