Five: "Get Out Of My House!"

"I think we're about finished," Misty said. She blinked. Somehow she, Ash, Brock, Gary, Tracey, Professor Oak, Delia, and Pikachu were able to eat nine plates' worth of breakfast. Misty was pretty sure most of it was in Ash and Brock's stomachs.

"It was delicious!" Ash chimed in, patting his stomach.

Professor Oak nodded. "Maybe we should do this more often!" he said.

There was silence as everyone stared at him. A cricket started making noise.

"Uh...Or not," Professor Oak mumbled.

Delia emptied the leftovers onto one plate. "Well, I suppose I can just put this in the fridge," she said. She cradled the large plate piled with food in her arms and uncertainly made her way into the kitchen.

"Are you sure your mom doesn't cook like this for you every day?" Misty teased Ash.

"Hey!" Ash cried.

Brock happened to be looking at the floor and saw something in Delia's path. "Look out!" he cried.

Delia didn't see the puddle of orange juice and stepped right in it. Brock and Ash, trying to catch her, slammed into each other as Delia tripped. The plate of leftovers went sailing in the air, and the food started raining upon the people around the table.

"Aaaah! Take cover!" Misty cried. She dived under the table as sausage fell onto her chair.

Delia blinked. "Oh, my," she said. She pulled some bacon out of her hair and wiped some eggs off of Ash's back.

"And I thought when it was raining cats and dogs the weather was bad!" Professor Oak cracked, guffawing at his own joke.

Again, everyone stared at him. And again, the cricket made noise.

Professor Oak finally stopped laughing and noticed the stares at him coming from everyone, including Mr. Mime. "Nevermind," Professor Oak sighed.

"Do you want us to help you clean up, Ms. Ketchum?" Misty asked as she raised her head over the table.

Delia shook her head, smiling. "No. I can take care of this. Why don't you all go ahead and pack up? Mr. Mime and I can clean the kitchen."

After thanking her for the humongous breakfast, everyone else left the kitchen so Delia and Mr. Mime could clean up.

"Your mom can really cook a good breakfast, Ash," Misty said as they walked outside.

Ash nodded. "Mom's a great cook."

"I wouldn't mind eating over here again," Brock added. They, Pikachu, and Gary went back in the house to sit down as Professor Oak and Tracey began to walk down the road to the lab.

Gary reclined on the sofa. "Ash," he said, "you may be a total loser, but your mother sure revives the Ketchum name!"

"Excuse me!" Ash yelled. "You who stole my waffle and my sausage!"

"Ash, please," Misty groaned.

Gary snorted. "Like I said before, dibs won't eat it for you!"

"But dibs will reserve it," Ash said with growing anger.

Gary laughed. "Not in this universe, Ashie Boy."

"If you guys were Pokémon, I know just what type you'd be," Misty said, shaking her head.

"What?" Gary asked. "Normal-Type?"

Ash added, "Psychic? Or Steel-Type?"

"No!" Misty said. "Fighting-Type!"

Brock suddenly cracked up. Everyone stared at him until he settled down and closed his mouth. "Sorry," he said.

"Let's face it, Ash," Gary said. "If I hadn't taken your waffle and sausage, you would've eaten too much and exploded! I'm surprised you're not a lot fatter, the way you pack it away!"

"That does it!" Ash yelled. He jumped up. "Get outta my house, Gary!"

Gary eyed Ash with a cool expression. "Since when did you start paying the mortgage here?" he said.

"Get outta my house now!" Ash yelled.

Misty covered her ears. Brock covered his, too. Pikachu pulled its ears down. Ash sometimes had rare outbursts that resulted in a lot of noise. It had only started since Ash had been born.

"I was about to leave anyway," Gary said. He walked to the door. "But, eh, one more thing. Were you in your pajamas when I first arrived?"

"OUT!!!"

Gary left.

"Ash," Misty said as she uncovered her ears, "since when did you turn into an active volcano?"

Ash blushed. "I yelled like that a lot when he made me mad before," he said.

"Hopefully not loud enough to crack your house's foundation," Brock said.

"I'm sure he'll have laryngitis in the morning," Misty said. She stood up. "Anyway, I should get going. I'm gonna head back to Cerulean City this evening."

"And I'll be staying until tomorrow," Brock said. "So I have plenty of sleep to catch up on. See ya!" He and Misty exited.

Ash sighed and went upstairs to his bedroom. Pikachu followed and jumped onto Ash's bed.

"Someday I'm gonna come in Gary's house when he's still in his pajamas and see how much he likes it," Ash grumbled childishly. Pikachu cocked it head and stared at Ash, unsure of why its trainer and buddy couldn't get a grip.

"Ash! Lunch is in an hour!" Delia called from the kitchen. Ash brightened.

Ash Ketchum could smell really well from a far distance. And when he smelled something good, well, you better get out of the way. So that was what gave Pikachu the bigger bruise on its forehead at lunch that day.

~THE END~ I hope you liked!

CONTEST TIME!!!

I'm making a sequel to this story (crazy me, huh?) called The Hassles Of Big Lunches. If you would like to be a character seated around the table, then correctly answer two questions and then fill out the form. You can either e-mail me at YoGirl@Jabble.com or simply review to fill this out. But make haste! I'll only pick the first two people who get it right!

#1

Who did Delia invite for breakfast? (not including Ash and Pikachu)

#2

What did Delia serve for breakfast? (you must list everything! It doesn't have to be in order , but all of them must be written in your answer.)

I think I won, so here's my form!

Name:

Age:

Hair Color:

Eye Color:

Outfit:

Favorite Pokémon:

Favorite Characterdoes not have to be answered:

Personality:

Hometownmust be a Pokémon city or town:

GOOD LUCK!

Life ~_~;