ALTERNATE REALITY STORY 1 - WHAT LEGENDS ARE MADE OF
SAGA 1: THE LEGEND BEGINS
© Copyright 2000 by Flareon
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Pokémon. I wish I did, but I do not. I just write these fanfiction.
^These things^ - Means thought or psychic communication.
'Apostrophes' - Means Pokémon language deciphered into human language.
[Brackets] - Means author notes.
TheseStrangeThings - Means change of scene.
Narrator: "Last time, Ash, Misty, and Brock ran into Pokémon Tech, where Ash beat the leading Beginner, Jazelle. Now, Ash and company stop for the night on their way towards Vermillion City."
Ash: "Episode 10: Bulbasaur and the hidden village!"
Misty, collapsing under a tree and rubbing her stomach: "I'm hungry! Ash, do we have any food left?"
Ash: "Er, let me check. (Searching through all the bags and handing Misty some things) Here. We have a can of beans and three hot dogs. (Dismayed) But that's it. We'd better get to Vermillion fast, or we'll starve."
Brock: "Well, at least we have a full supply of Poké Chow for our Pokémon."
Ash, nodding: "That's a plus."
Later, they had cooked the beans and hot dogs. Misty was ravenous and ate hers immediately. Though she denied it,
she was still very hungry. She didn't complain. Then she saw Ash's plate was full.
Misty, pointing at Ash's plate: "Ash, aren't you going to eat your dinner?"
Ash, sounding distant: "I guess I'm not very hungry. If you want it, you can have it, Misty. I'm pretty sure you do. (Pushing the plate towards her) Here."
Misty, eyebrows coming together: "Ash, you didn't eat lunch either! You need this nourishment! We can't get food until Vermillion. You've got to eat!"
Ash, pressing the plate to Misty: "Please, eat it. I just can't. I can't explain it."
Misty stared at him with concern, then shrugged and started eating. Ash got out his sleeping bag, took off his jacket and hat, and moved to a different part of the campsite.
Misty, whispering: "Brock? What do you think is wrong with Ash?"
Brock, poking the fire while looking after Ash: "I don't know. I've never seen him like this. Its like he's suffering from depression."
Brock went to sleep. Pikachu stayed up with Misty stroking his belly.
Misty, psychically to Pikachu: ^Pikachu, what is wrong with Ash?^
Pikachu, psychically to Misty: ^He's going through what we Pokémon call Pokégloom. He is depressed in his heart. Or at least that's what I think it is. I can't figure out how to help him. He feels untrue to his friends. You and Brock are two of the three dearest humans in the world to him. For some reason, he thinks he's letting you down. All his life he's been the best, however much he may deny it, and for some reason he feels like he's not now. I haven't totally figured that part out yet. Also, his heart is in turmoil, and not because of his Journey.^
Misty, psychically to Pikachu: ^What do you mean?^
Pikachu, psychically to Misty: ^Um, I don't know. [Actually, he does know, but he can't tell Misty.] The third biggest part of his problem is that he hasn't caught any Pokémon in over two weeks. The combined efforts of all these three things and other problems I still haven't unearthed yet make him in a act like he's in a light state of a type of depression. That's the symptom of Pokégloom I don't think there is anything anyone can do for him right now. He has to heal himself.^
While Pikachu 'said' this last part, Misty heard Ash chuckle weakly. She took Pikachu off of her lap and walked over to sit beside where Ash was laying. Pikachu followed. It was a clear night, and they were in a clearing. She sat on a stump, watching Ash thoughtfully. He had turned over on his back and was awake. He didn't seem to acknowledge her presence. He seemed to be drawing lines with his fingers in the air. Misty remembered he had done that, what seemed like a long time ago.
Misty, softly: "Hey, Ash."
Ash, as soft, not looking at Misty: "Hey, Mist."
Misty, curious: "Why do you call me that?"
Ash, looking at her with his large, deep eyes: "It just comes naturally, I guess. I'll stop if you want me to."
Misty, cocking her head as if tasting something: "No, I...like it. (Sighing) Ash, what's wrong?"
Ash, ignoring her question and turning to look back up at the stars: "They're beautiful, aren't they?"
Misty, surprised: "Who?"
Ash, putting his arms behind his head: "The stars."
Misty, looking up at the sky: "Yeah. What were you doing?"
Ash, looking back at her with a small grin on his face: "Well, every night I can, I like using stars and making my own constellations. (Turning back to stare at the universe spread out before him) The stars help to draw lines in the sky."
Misty, watching his face instead of...well, you should know by now: "What do you see tonight?"
Ash motioned for her to sit by his sleeping bag. She lay down next to him and watched him motion with his hands, which weren't wearing the fingerless gloves she was so used to.
Ash, pointing up at a particularly bright star: "Look at that bright star there. (Pointing) If you take that star and this bluish one over there and connect them, then do the same with that string of stars there, add Polaris into the middle, you get..."
Misty, eyes widening: "An Arbok's head! Wow, I never would have noticed."
Pikachu jumped between them. They both automatically started petting him. Their hands touched in midair. They both blushed and looked away. Then they looked back up to the stars.
Ash, gesturing: "Now, connect those two binary stars in a circle to those two, the connect the sides, add two stars in those clusters, and we get..."
Misty: "Pikachu!"
All three laughed. They found Pokémon shapes a while longer.
Misty, squeezing his hand: "Thanks, Ash. You keep surprising me."
Ash, thinking: ^And I'm going to keep it that way...^
Misty, getting up: "See you in the morning."
Misty went off, and Pikachu cuddled up on Ash's stomach. Pikachu checked Ash's mind again.
Pikachu, thinking: ^Woah! Overload! Wow. 'It' went up again! Ash's mind is partly at peace again. That's good. Of course, its obvious why...^
******
The next morning, Ash woke up earlier than his friends. He woke up when something hit his head. It was an apple. There was an apple tree near him.
Getting an idea, he changed out of his night-clothes and put on his jeans, nothing else, and started climbing the tree that had apples. He climbed the tree and brought down as many apples as he could, and loaded them in his backpack. Then he went into the woods, looking for more fruit. He found many berries and loaded them into his backpack too. Then he found a stream and filled their water bottles with water. He went back to their camp and started a fire, after putting on the rest of his clothes..
The fire woke up Brock and Misty.
Brock, stretching: "Good morning, Ash."
Misty, yawning: "What time is it?"
Ash looked at the sun and checked his compass.
Ash, putting his compass away [he has a lot of things I didn't mention in the first episode, okay?]: "Its about 8:30, I think. Time for breakfast."
Misty, troubled: "Ash, you forgot. We used up all of our food last night."
Ash, smiling: "We used up our food from then. We have more now."
Brock, cheerfully: "Then I'll start the coffee."
Misty, shivering and retreating back into her sleeping bag: "I'm still tired. Wake me up at nine."
Ash, nodding: "Alright."
Misty fell back into sleep.
Pikachu, psychically to Ash, smirking at Ash: ^Man, you've got it bad!^
Ash, psychically to Pikachu, startled: ^What are you talking about?!!^
Pikachu, psychically to Ash, jerking his head away playfully: ^Fine, if you don't want to think about it...^
Ash, psychically to Pikachu, cross: ^Think about WHAT?!^
Pikachu, as if this was normal, scratching his ear with his hindleg [cool how he can do that]: "Pika pi pika." 'Its pretty obvious you're falling in love with Misty.'
Ash, sputtering: "WH-WHAT?!"
Brock looked at him strangely. Ash was suddenly very glad Brock didn't have a psychic connection with Pikachu.
Ash, psychically to Pikachu, blushing: ^I am not falling in love with Misty. You know we're just good friends.^
Pikachu, psychically to Ash, sighing: ^And the sun don't shine. Ash, listen for a second. I can listen to your thoughts! You think I don't know??^
Ash, psychically to Pikachu, shocked: ^YOU CAN?! But I never knew! That's not fair!^
Pikachu, psychically to Ash, with a glint in his eye: ^It was also pretty apparent last night.^
Ash, psychically to Pikachu, freaking out: ^Oh man! You haven't told her, have you?! She doesn't know?!^
Pikachu, psychically to Ash, surprised at the alarm: ^Ash, calm down! I haven't told her anything! She doesn't know anything yet! I wouldn-NOOO!^
Pikachu, speaking at the same time he thought [make that screaming]: "CHUUU!" 'NOOO!'
Misty, tossing and screaming in her sleeping bag: "NOOO!!!"
Ash, now greatly alarmed: "MISTY! PIKACHU! WHAT'S WRONG?!"
Misty jumped out of bed, then looked at Ash. She blinked twice. Then she threw her arms around him, sobbing uncontrollably. Ash didn't know what to do. Pikachu had jumped into his arms and was crying as well. Slowly, he sat down on Misty's sleeping bag and gently laid her on it. Then he put Pikachu in her lap.
Brock's voice, behind him, sounding shaken: "Geezus! That has got to be one bad dream!"
Ash, turning to Brock: "What do you mean?"
Brock: "Well, Pikachu seemed to be fine, just sitting there, until Misty woke up. You told me Pikachu could feel emotions in dreams, right? So Pikachu reacted as soon as Misty reacted. The only reason she could react from sleep like that is a really, really bad dream. She saw you, one of her only friends, and needed comfort or something, because her nightmare panicked her so much. Pikachu reacted the same, so both hugged you."
Pikachu recovered faster than Misty.
Pikachu, psychically to Ash: Misty just lived her worst nightmare. (To himself) Relived.
Ash, psychically to Pikachu: What kind of dream is that??!!
Pikachu, psychically to Ash: I don't know. [This is another lie.] All I know is that just like in Mount Moon, Misty had her worst nightmare, again.
******
Misty recovered a while later and they went on. Stopping at a pool of water, Misty suddenly saw something.
Misty, excited: "Ash! Point your Pokédex there!"
Dexter: "Nidoran Female, the Poison Pin Pokémon. Though its horn is smaller than the Male Nidoran, it stores a powerful poison that can render humans unconscious."
Misty, snapping her fingers: "Wow, I've always wanted a Female Nidoran! I'll catch it! Go, Staryu!"
Staryu came out and angled towards Nidoran.
Misty, pointing at the Nidoran: "Staryu, Tackle attack!"
Staryu flew spinning towards the Nidoran, who seemed scared and didn't know what to do. Suddenly, as if the forest itself attacked, a vine came in front of Nidoran and knocked Staryu back at Misty.
Misty, whipping to the bushes: "What?! What attacked?"
Ash, Brock, and Misty followed the vine as it snaked back into the bulb on a Bulbasaur's back.
Pokédex: "Bulbasaur, the Seed Pokémon. This Pokémon is considered both plant and animal, and is the usual choice for beginning Trainers. It has the characteristics of both animal and plant Pokémon."
Ash, awed: "Wow, a Bulbasaur. May has one of those. It looks wild. I want to capture it!"
He was about to throw Charmander's Pokéball, when Bulbasaur growled a command and the two wild Pokémon disappeared into the brush. Disappointed, Ash tried to remember exactly what Bulbasaur had looked like. It looked to be about 24th level. It was amazing the thing hadn't evolved.
Ash, sighing: "I'd follow them, but I don't feel like it. Let's get going."
They kept walking with their bikes along the path until they came to a bridge. It was out.
Brock, depressed: "Oh no! What are we going to do now?"
Ash: "Brock, I'll fly across on Fearow to make sure its safe. Then, when I wave, make Onix form a bridge across both sides. Then you and Misty cross. Onix can grab our bikes in its mouth and get them across after we do."
Misty: "Good plan, Ash!"
Ash: "Thanks. Go Fearow!"
Ash hopped on Fearow and they sailed a little ways across the canyon. On the other side, he gave the signal.
Brock, throwing a Pokéball: "Go! Onix! Extend your body across the chasm."
Onix was just long enough.
Brock, smiling: "Good girl!"
Brock stepped across Onix's body, which seemed to like the massage. Then Misty started walking. Ash, on the other side, slid off his Poké Belt and placed it on the ground. He switched his Pokémon, so that Fearow would get a break. He heard Misty's voice.
Misty, screaming: "WAAAAAAHH!!! HELP!!"
Ash, darting towards her speedily dropping: "NO! MISTY!!!"
Ash watched as Misty fell off of Onix. Onix couldn't catch her, because that would make her Trainer fall. Watching her fall, Ash came to a decision.
Ash, holding his nose and jumping: "MISTY! I'M COMING!"
Brock, yelling: "Misty! Ash!"
Pikachu, screaming: "PIKACHU PI! PIKA PIII!" 'MISTY! AAASH!'
Ash had swan dived off the edge, following Misty, going faster than she was because he was shaping his body into one that could go down easily. He grabbed her hand right before they hit the water and she made her legs into a position so she wouldn't get hurt when they struck. Underwater, they nodded to each other and surfaced, still holding hands. The only problem was one Misty noticed right away.
Misty, pointing: "A WATERFALL!"
They were being sucked towards the edge of a waterfall. Misty couldn't find her Poké Belt. Ash and Misty started paddling furiously to the shore, but it only slowed their doom down a little. Ash saw a pair of eyes watching him from the bank. He didn't care. Taking Misty's shoulders, he pushed her very firmly and swiftly at the bank, making himself go backwards as the reaction, taking him closer to the edge of the water.
Misty: "NOOOO! ASH!"
Ash saw her grab the bank. Then, he saw her preparing herself for a dive, and knew she was going to try to save him, even though he was beyond help. He panicked.
[This little part is dramatic/stupid depending on who you are. 8'P]
Ash, madly trying to swim against the current to deliver his final will: "NO MISTY! I DIDN'T SAVE YOU SO YOU COULD KILL YOURSELF TRYING TO SAVE ME! TAKE CARE OF MY POKÉMON! FORGET ABOUT ME!"
Misty, crying out: "I CAN'T! I LO-"
Ash didn't answer. He didn't hear her. It was REALLY loud because he was going over the edge. Suddenly, he felt something wrap around his stomach. He heard a Bulbasaur.
Bulbasaur: "BUL! BA BULBA!!" 'HERE! GRAB ON AND HOLD TIGHT!'
Ash couldn't answer. He was at the edge of the waterfall. All he could do was hold on and await his fate. He slowly felt himself being dragged towards the bank, where his eyes dimly saw Misty tugging on vines extending from a Bulbasaur's back. He finally reached it, coughing out water.
Misty, looking at him: "Ash..."
She wanted to hug him, just to hold him, but every cell in her body screamed at her not to.
Ash, after he had is breath back: "...Thank you, Misty, Bulbasaur. Misty, I don't know what you owe me now, but I do know I owe Bulbasaur my life, or wellfare."
Misty, smiling a little: "I still owe you the same. You saved my life, and Bulbasaur helped me save yours. It broke even."
Bulbasaur, turning away: "Bulba bulba." 'Forget it."
Ash, eyes narrowing: "No way, Bulbasaur. I won't ever forget it."
Bulbasaur, as if judging this, and saying slowly: "Bul saur ba bul." 'Come with me.'
Ash and Misty looked at each other, smiled, and walked after Bulbasaur.
******
Brock and Pikachu were having a bad day. Make that a really bad day. First, Ash and Misty had fallen into a rushing river. Then, they had discovered Misty's Poké Belt on the bank of the river, when they went down to see what they could find. They walked along the bank, but couldn't see the two Trainers.
Suddenly, Brock felt a shaking and looked down. The soil was a different coloration than normal, and looked cracked. It was a pit trap. Carefully stepping back, he picked a large rock and threw it a little farther than where he was stepping. It went right through the ground about 10 feet, and the ground collapsed to form a pit. Brock and Pikachu skirted the pit, still looking for Ash and Misty. Pretty soon, they saw a faint outline of a net under the silt. They skirted the lines and Brock looked up to see if the net was attached to a tree. It was.
Brock: "Someone would have to be pretty stupid to fall into these traps."
Pikachu: "Pika ik." 'Too true.'
******
A mile away, Team Rocket fell into a pit.
Jesse, incredulous: "I can't believe this! This is the 23rd pit trap we've fallen in! How come this trap caught us, but our traps never catch those brats?!"
James, thinking: "Well, these traps are even well-designed and very well-pl-"
Jesse, irritably: "Oh, shut up!"
Meowth: "Well, we know we're getting close to the Hidden Village, if someone puts all these traps here to make us leave."
Jesse and James: "Right!"
Team Rocket, falling into another pit: "Auughh!"
A voice, weakly: "At least this is better than that awful author doing hell to us at the end of the last fic..."
******
Brock had an inspiration when he saw a Pidgey flying far overhead.
Brock, snapping his fingers: "I know! Go, Zubat! Use your Supersonic to hear any footsteps coming from anywhere along this river!"
Brock and Pikachu rested while Zubat left to check.
Pikachu, still wondering what might have happened: "Pika pika ach pika." 'Ash probably saved Misty and killed himself while they were being pulled down a waterfall.'
Pikachu didn't know how close to being right he was. Brock didn't understand what Pikachu meant.
Brock, patting Pikachu on the back solemnly: "I know, Pikachu. I hope they're okay too."
Pikachu sweatdropped at Brock's miscomprehension. Then, Zubat came back.
Zubat: "Zu bat bat zu bat!" 'There are human footprints coming from the bank of a waterfall!'
Pikachu: "Pikachu pika pika." 'That would be Misty.'
A voice: "Um, excuse me, if you are looking for two Trainers, that like each other, this Bulbasaur said he led them to my cabin. If you'll come with me, I can take you to them."
A lady stood there, behind a large Bulbasaur.
Brock, cheering: "All right!"
Pikachu, crying tears of joy: "Pika pi a pika pika pikachu!" 'Ash and Misty are okay!'
They walked close behind the woman. She was slightly taller than average and was slender. Her voice was very soft. She wore shorts, T-shirt, and vest.
Brock, noticing how beautiful she was: "Um, miss?"
Lady, smiling: "Please, call me Melanie."
Brock: "What a pretty name."
Melanie, blushing: "Why, thank you."
Brock, looking down at Bulbasaur: "I think I've seen your Bulbasaur somewhere before, but my friend thought it was wild. It is yours, right?"
Melanie, kneeling to stroke Bulbasaur's bulb for a second: "No, actually, this Bulbasaur is my protector. It protects me and the Pokémon I keep, but I don't own it."
Brock, thinking he caught on: "So you're a Trainer and this Bulbasaur helps you protect them."
Melanie: "No, I guess you could say I'm a Pokémon Doctor more than a Pokémon Trainer. I'm not actually a Doctor...but you'll see what I mean soon enough."
Brock, puzzled, just followed her. Pikachu was only thinking of back being petted by Ash and Misty as they pointed out Pokémon constellations. Its not as if they were totally head-over-heels in love yet, or at least not last time he checked, but they were quickly falling in love. 'It' was their affection meter. It went up a tiny bit every day. Last night, when Ash had showed her his sky pictures, it had gone up a lot. The only problem was that they were such good friends now, that if one would normally even had the nerve to tell the other they liked the other strongly, they wouldn't put their friendship at risk. They didn't want to go double or nothing. Their friendship was too important to them. Yet not being close to each other, when they had to live together and share every second with one another hurt them. And Misty would never leave, unless Ash directly told her that he didn't like her at all and didn't want her with him. Pikachu could let this wait. He would let it wait at least until Ash beat a Pokémon League, then if they didn't admit it to each other, he would bring them together somehow.
Another problem was Misty's nightmares. Pikachu didn't want her, or Pikachu himself, to experience that. Pikachu was sure it was a premonition. That was the problem. Ash was supposed to die. And Pikachu himself was supposed to die. Or something like that. Pikachu had pinned it down to sometime within six months. He had to prevent it. He was the only one who could, since Misty knew about it and not what to do about it, and Ash and Brock didn't even know. Next nightmare would be the best. 'Best' meaning though it would be the worst in terms of feeling (since Misty feels a little more strongly about Ash every day), it would allow Pikachu to find out where the dream was based. Pikachu had been planning to enter the dream in the middle, then run out of the room Misty was in, out to the street, and find a newspaper. His walking through her dream was a skill he was sure he could do, and if the dream indeed was a premonition, there should be an accurate newspaper. He would have to time it precisely, which would be very, very hard, but it would be worth it. He had been wondering if he could control the dreams himself. No, he couldn't because though he knew it was a dream, his mind didn't make it. So, if he could get Misty to know she was in the dream, she could do whatever she wanted to. He'd experiment with that later. Oh, life was going to be fun when Ash became a Pokémon Master! [Pikachu has no doubts that if Ash lived, he'd become a Master. Heck, I wouldn't either.] But it fun now, too, since he could see the enfolding drama of Ash and Misty falling in love.
They arrived in a small clearing. There was a pool of water in the middle of the clearing, where a bunch of Water Pokémon were swimming. All types of other Pokémon were clustered everywhere. A cabin was at the far side of the clearing.
Brock: "Wow! You have all of these Pokémon?!"
Melanie, shaking her head: "No. None of these are mine. This is where I live. All these Pokémon have been abandoned, wounded, sick, or badly-treated. I take care of them, and they look after me. Bulbasaur helps protect us all. But I'm afraid it can't stay longer. It needs to go into the world and grow. But I don't know how it can do that."
Brock nodded. Pikachu asked a question, even though he knew they couldn't understand him.
Pikachu, looking up at her: "Pi pika pi?" 'Where's Ash?"
Melanie, smiling: "Your Trainer is in the cabin, last Bulbasaur was here, resting. He said an orange-haired young woman was with him."
Brock, happily taking their Poké Belts out of his backpack: "Good. I have their Pokémon. Hey! You know what Pikachu asked!!"
Pikachu had been looking at Melanie with an astonished look on his face. Melanie giggled.
Melanie: "Yes. I used to be a Psychic Pokémon Breeder, but gave that up long since."
Brock, grinning: "Oh."
Pikachu ran to and into the cabin, then flew up a set of stairs after realizing his Trainer wasn't on the bottom floor.
Pikachu: "Pika pi! Pika pika!" 'Ash! Misty!"
He heard a groan from a room on the right. He zoomed in and there was Ash and Misty, both in beds. Ash was looking groggily at Pikachu.
Ash: "Pikachu? Pikachu!"
Misty, waking up: "Huh? What?"
Ash, dashing out of bed: "Misty, wake up! Pikachu...and probably Brock are here!"
Misty, shaking her head: "What?! Hey Pikachu! Cool, now we can get our Pokémon back!"
Pikachu was hopped back and forth between the beds, hugging Ash and Misty. They made it easier for him by standing up. Pikachu checked their minds. Their affection levels were both the exact same in magnitude, even if they had different reasons. It had risen higher than in a usual day. He checked why, and was surprised to find his sarcastic remark earlier had been close to the truth. Pikachu sighed in pleasure. These days they were so predictable.
Brock's voice, in a playful, mocking tone: "I was wondering where you two were off making out! Nice to have you back!"
Ash and Misty flared red, and set murderous glares upon Brock, who gulped.
He handed them their Poké Belts, which they snapped on over their regular belts. Then, all four got together for a group hug. Soon, they parted and told stories of what had happened. Melanie walked in right after.
Brock, smiling: "Guys, meet Melanie."
Ash, pointing at her: "Is she your girlfriend, Brock?"
Misty, playfully: "Its impolite to point, Ash!"
Brock turned to Ash and Ash shut up.
Melanie, blushing: "Um, no. I think you've met Bulbasaur."
Ash, grinning at Bulbasaur: "Bulbasaur! Good to see you!"
Bulbasaur, smiling: "Bul bulba saur." 'Good to see you, too.'
Ash scratched behind Bulbasaur's ears, making Bulbasaur thrum, the equivalent of purring. Thrumming was purring, only called differently. Thrumming caused Bulbasaur to stretch out and close its eyes in appreciation.
Melanie, eyeing how Ash handled Bulbasaur: "Would you four like to tour my home?"
Ash, getting up, making Bulbasaur a little disappointed: "Yes, please. That would be cool. We saw all of the Pokémon as Bulbasaur led us in."
Melanie, seriously: "I would ask you not to try to capture any Pokémon here, Ash."
Misty, confused: "Aren't they yours?"
Melanie: "No, but they only came here to get better from injuries and psychological pain, and it wouldn't be fair of Trainers to take advantage of that. I try to discourage Trainers from coming here."
Brock, smiling wryly, surprised: "So you are the one who set up those traps?"
Ash, eyebrows raising: "What traps?"
Brock: "Pikachu and I found some traps while we were trying to find you. We noticed them quick enough, though."
Melanie, blushing: "Yes, I made those pits and set those nets. I'm sorry, but too many Trainers try to sneak into this village, only to be stopped from capturing Pokémon by Bulbasaur."
Ash, impressed: "Wow! Bulbasaur must be really strong to be able to fight off those Trainers by itself!"
Misty: "Yeah!"
Brock: "Must be."
Melanie watched the look on Ash's face.
Melanie, slowly: "Here, I'll introduce you to the other Pokémon."
Ash: "Cool."
There were about 50 Pokémon scattered around the campground. Misty saw the Nidoran she had tried to capture.
Misty, nudging Melanie lightly: "I saw that Nidoran toady, and was going to capture it, but Bulbasaur stopped me."
Melanie, looking at Nidoran sadly: "That Nidoran was abandoned by her Trainer because he thought Nidoran was too weak, just because she was sick."
Misty gasped. Then, she started walking towards it. Brock and Melanie were going to go with her, but Ash stopped them with his arm.
Ash, peering closely at the conflict: "Watch. Don't interrupt, please."
Brock and Melanie nodded. Ash knew more about Misty than anyone [except possibly Pikachu].
Misty, slowly approaching a weary Nidoran: "Hi, Nidoran. I'm really, really sorry about when I tried to capture you. I didn't know you were sick, like Melanie just told me."
Nidoran, with a sad smile: "Niid or an." 'That's okay. You didn't know.'
Misty, looking at Nidoran with sympathy: "Is it true your Trainer thought you were too weak to train?"
Nidoran, eyes filling with tears: "Niid." 'Yeah.'
Misty, eyes starting to water too: "Oh no! I shouldn't have reminded you of that! I'm so sorry!"
Nidoran, tears vanishing to be replaced with a sigh: "Ni nidoran. Nid ni or ni." 'Its not your fault. You're a very nice person."
Misty, tears not quite disappearing: "Thank you! You are a very nice Pokémon."
Misty reached out to pet Nidoran. She heard Pikachu.
Pikachu, yelling: "Pika ka pika! Pika!" 'Bulbasaur! Don't!'
Bulbasaur fairly materialized between Misty and Nidoran, knocking Misty's hand away and growling at her.
Ash: "Bulbasaur! Stop it! NOW! Misty was just going to PET Nidoran!"
Surprisingly, Bulbasaur recognized the commanding tone in Ash's voice and stopped growling. He looked at Misty, who had her eyes wide with surprise and fear, with apologetic eyes.
Bulbasaur: "Bulbasaur, bulba bulba." 'I'm sorry, friend of Ash's."
Misty, smiling a little: "That's okay. I didn't remember and forgot how protective you are. I should have cleared it with you first."
She petted Nidoran and scratched Bulbasaur as she had seen Ash do. Melanie was watching Ash watch Misty and Bulbasaur. She listened to his thoughts, even though she had sworn off of that years ago. There was something about him...
Brock, suddenly, pointing to something up in the air: "What's that in the sky?!!"
Ash, eyes narrowing: "It's not a bird!"
There was a huge, floating sack and hose flying above them in the sky, with balloons on the top, making it float.
Misty, her own eyes narrowing: "Look at the R! Its Team Rocket!"
Two voices over a loudspeaker: "Now that you've introduced ourselves!..."
One of the voices: "Prepare for trouble!"
The other: "And make it double!"
Everyone on the ground could now make out Jesse and James standing on their floating vacuum.
Jesse: "To protect the world from devastation!"
James: "To unite all people within our nation!"
Jesse: "To denounce the evils of truth and love!"
James: "To extend our reach to the stars above!"
Jesse: "Jesse!"
James: "James!"
Jesse: "Team Rocket, blast off at the speed of light!"
James: "Surrender now, or prepare to fight!"
Meowth: "That's right!"
Jesse: "We've said our lines, now its time to attack!"
James, pointing at Melanie: "That village idiot thought she could get rid of us with her sneaky traps! But we're too smart for them!"
Jesse: "If we can't walk to the village, we can fly to it!"
James: "I congratulate myself for this brilliant plan."
Meowth: "Don't forget, I'm the one who thought to put balloons on the top!"
Ash, growling: "Here we go again!"
Misty: "Go, Staryu! Pop those balloons!"
Staryu did, but the Stadium was landing anyway, and the attack didn't have any effect. Meowth flipped a remote-control switch and the hose landed on the ground and started sucking everything on the ground with tremendous force.
Jesse: "Welcome to the Jesse Stadium! All Pokémon enter this way!"
James: "This Stadium was MY idea!"
Jesse, sweat-dropping: "Oh, heh-heh-heh. Right."
The hose started sucking up Staryu, who was closest. Ash leaped and somersaulted through the air to Staryu. He picked Stayu up and ran back to Misty.
Ash: "Here, recall Staryu!"
Misty, nodding: "Right! Oh, Nidoran!"
Nidoran was flying through the air into the Stadium.
Nidoran: "Niii!" 'Helllp!'
Bulbasaur: "Bulb saur!" 'Here help comes!'
Bulbasaur's whips caught Nidoran and pulled the Female Nidoran towards it. Ash ran up, resisting the pull of the suction, and grabbed Nidoran. He ran back to the cabin and put Nidoran in. Then he ran back to Bulbasaur and pushed it to safety.
Bulbasaur: "Bulba ba." 'Thanks, Ash.'
Ash, shouting over the noise of the vacuum: "Brock! Get all the Pokémon into the cabin!"
Brock, grimly: "Just what I was thinking, Ash! C'mon everyone! Hurry into the cabin!"
They raced into the cabin, everyone did.
Jesse: "Oh no! Now what are we going to do?!"
James, smiling, relaxed: "Relax, Jesse. Meowth knows what he's doing. Full power!"
Meowth, smirking: "Meowth, dat's right!"
Meowth pushed another lever.
Down, in the cabin, the lock opened to the door. The windows and door opened. Bulbasaur murmured something to Ash, who nodded. Ash picked up Bulbasaur and ran up stairs. He climbed out of a window onto the roof, then set Bulbasaur on the chimney. He held onto Bulbasaur as the vacuum pulled its hardest on the Pokémon. Luckily, Ash was probably the one of the strongest boys his age [though not heavily muscled]. He held onto Bulbasaur while it used its Vine Whips to knock the hose away from the cabin.
Ash, throwing a Pokéball: "Pidgeotto, go! Gust attack!"
Pidgeotto appeared and used its wings to blow a whole bunch full of air at the vacuum. The vacuum overloaded with this extra amount of air and let go of it while sucking it up. This confuses the laws of physics and a tornado started.
James, in a baseball stance: "And the tornado is winding up!"
Jesse, worried: "But will it strike us out?"
Meowth, with a sweatdrop: "Home run, or foul?"
The tornado sped towards the Stadium.
Team Rocket: "Aahhhh!"
The tornado sucked them up and they swirled around in the cyclone.
Jesse: "HOME RUN!"
Meowth: "I'D CALL IT FOUL!"
James: "THERE GOES THE WHOLE BALL GAME!"
Meowth: "WHAT NOW??"
Jesse and James: "NOW, TEAM ROCKET IS-"
Team Rocket, being blasted into the sky: "-BLOWING OFF AGAAAIINNN!..."
Ash, recalling Pidgeotto: "Great work Pidgeotto! Return!"
Pidgeotto disappeared and Ash flipped off the roof with a startled Bulbasaur, and landed in a crouch. He did a pose/salute to Melanie and held out Bulbasaur with one hand.
Ash, saluting: "All Pokémon present and accounted for, ma'am!"
Everyone sighed at the act. Bulbasaur hopped off his hand and looked up at him.
Ash, looking down fondly at Bulbasaur: "Bulbasaur, that was awesome!"
Bulbasaur: "Bul bulbasaur, saur!" 'You weren't too bad, either!'
Melanie looked at Bulbasaur, who trotted to her side.
Melanie, smiling: "Ash, don't you think Bulbasaur would be a great addition to your team?"
Ash, shocked [duh!]: "You don't mean..."
Melanie, nodding: "Yes. I think Bulbasaur should go with you. Bulbasaur has been here for almost four years now. The bulb on its back can't grow, without outside experience. It needs to go out into the world with a good Trainer. You are a great Trainer, the most talented young man I've ever seen, and I'm sure it would be honored to go with you."
Ash, too surprised to acknowledge the compliment: "But then no one would be here to protect the village!"
Melanie, kneeling and looking into Bulbasaur's large eyes: "Its true Bulbasaur has done a great job. Maybe too great of a job. You see, the Pokemon here aren't supposed to stay. As soon as they get better, they are to be released into the wild. But with Bulbasaur here to protect them, these Pokemon want to stay and they don't leave. So I think Bulbasaur should go with you. It would be better this way."
Bulbasaur, nudging her: "Bulb a bulba saur." 'I want him to catch me the real way.'
Ash: "You do??!"
Melanie, surprised: "Oh! Do you have Psychic powers, too?"
She should have noticed that when she scanned his brain to see if he was an eligible Trainer.
Ash: "No, but Pikachu has a psychic link through me, allowing me to speak with him without talking, and making me able to understand Poké Talk."
Melanie, a little confused: "Oh."
Bulbasaur, grinning: "Bul bulba!" 'Let's rumble!'
Ash and Bulbasaur went into the middle of the clearing. Misty, Brock, Melanie, Pikachu, and the other Pokémon watched.
Ash, throwing a Pokéball: "All right, Bulbasaur, you're mine! Go, Charmander!"
Charmander: "Char?! Charmander!" 'A Bulbasaur?! Get ready to rumble!'
Bulbasaur: "Bulbasaur!" 'I'm ready!'
Ash: "Charmander, go! Use Slash attack!"
Charmander ran up and swiped at Bulbasaur's fore-flank, scoring a critical hit. Bulbasaur wasn't down. It Tackled Charmander, knocking it far across the clearing. Charmander got up, damaged but not yet defeated.
Ash: "Charmander! Finish it with Fire Punch!"
Charmander lunged at Bulbasaur, hitting Bulbasaur with its paw.
Bulbasaur, slumping to the ground after being knocked backwards: "Bul! Bulba! Bulbasaur!" 'Ouch! That really stings! I give up!'
Ash: "Pokéball, go!"
Everyone held their breath as the Pokéball hit Bulbasaur. It shook twice, then a feeble third time, and stayed still.
Ash, making a fist in triumpgh: "Yes!! I caught Bulbasaur!"
Ash did his pose.
Charmander, breathing hard and clutching the side hit by the Tackle attack: "Charmander! Cha char charmander char!" 'Man, that was a tough Bulbasaur! If I wasn't a Fire-type, I would have lost!'
Brock drew Melanie aside.
Brock, blushing: "You know, Melanie, now that Ash caught Bulbasaur, maybe I should stay here and help protect the village."
Melanie, with a sweatdrop: "No, thank you, but Bulbasaur left partly to stop protecting the village. You're sweet, but I wouldn't want to put a stop to all of your fun adventures."
Brock, disappointed but not showing it too much: "Yeah, I guess you're right."
They left with Melanie waving with all of the Pokémon. Hopping on their bikes, Ash and Misty looked at Brock with grins on their faces. Brock didn't seem to notice.
Misty, breaking the silence: "So, Brock, what happened when you turned your back to us?"
Ash, chuckling: "Misty, is it just me, or do I see red lipstick on Brock's face?"
Brock, with a dreamy expression: "Oh, that would've been nice..."
Ash and Misty laughed and the trio sped on towards Vermillion City. Ash seemed all better from his bout of Pokégloom.
Narrator: "Well, our heroes have had an eventful day. First, Ash and Misty lost Brock, Pikachu, and their other Pokémon. Then, Team Rocket attacked and Ash caught Bulbasaur. This just proves that together, nothing can beat them. And once again, Ash, Brock, and Misty speed down the path to Vermillion City. Will they get there alive, or will they starve to death?"
James, popping in: "Mr. Flareon, I need to tell you something..."
Flareon, surprised: "What?"
James: "Here, I'll whisper it in your ear..."
Flareon, leaned forward, his mighty ear ready for the secret. Suddenly, James grabbed his shirt and pulled him through into the world of the computer, while James stepped out.
Flareon, shocked: "Hey! Stop! You can't do this!"
James, smiling coldly: "Try and stop me! Take this, and this! And this!"
James' point of view
My now-mighty fingers flew across the keyboard, making the 5 foot, 7 inch teenager suddenly shrink to one foot in height. He wore immensely huge glasses and a Hawaiian grass skirt.
Flareon, begging: "No! Please, stop! I didn't mean it!"
My eyes narrowed and my fingers flew over the keyboard again. He started doing the macarena [or however you spell that blasted word], and I made his hair disappear. His bald head turned blue, and his pupils disappeared. Then, just for laughs, I enlarge his feet and his eyelashes till they were the same length, six feet long.
He looked so ridiculous, I started giggling, which turned into laughing, which turned into guffawing, which allowed Flareon to grab me off his chair and made us switch places.
Third-person point of view
Flareon rubbed himself off, glad that was over with. He admitted, he deserved it. James, disappointed, opened his mouth as if to say something.
Flareon, speedily: "End fic now!"
Next time, its Charmander! Damien pops up, and Ash shakes him down. But Ash already has a Charmander...and its part of his legacy not to get another one! So, who's going to get it instead??
Any support, ideas, or flames, just review and tell me. Ideas are stored in my head while support and flames just kindle to my Flamethrower attack. (;-D)
{:FLAREON:}
SAGA 1: THE LEGEND BEGINS
© Copyright 2000 by Flareon
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Pokémon. I wish I did, but I do not. I just write these fanfiction.
^These things^ - Means thought or psychic communication.
'Apostrophes' - Means Pokémon language deciphered into human language.
[Brackets] - Means author notes.
TheseStrangeThings - Means change of scene.
Narrator: "Last time, Ash, Misty, and Brock ran into Pokémon Tech, where Ash beat the leading Beginner, Jazelle. Now, Ash and company stop for the night on their way towards Vermillion City."
Ash: "Episode 10: Bulbasaur and the hidden village!"
Misty, collapsing under a tree and rubbing her stomach: "I'm hungry! Ash, do we have any food left?"
Ash: "Er, let me check. (Searching through all the bags and handing Misty some things) Here. We have a can of beans and three hot dogs. (Dismayed) But that's it. We'd better get to Vermillion fast, or we'll starve."
Brock: "Well, at least we have a full supply of Poké Chow for our Pokémon."
Ash, nodding: "That's a plus."
Later, they had cooked the beans and hot dogs. Misty was ravenous and ate hers immediately. Though she denied it,
she was still very hungry. She didn't complain. Then she saw Ash's plate was full.
Misty, pointing at Ash's plate: "Ash, aren't you going to eat your dinner?"
Ash, sounding distant: "I guess I'm not very hungry. If you want it, you can have it, Misty. I'm pretty sure you do. (Pushing the plate towards her) Here."
Misty, eyebrows coming together: "Ash, you didn't eat lunch either! You need this nourishment! We can't get food until Vermillion. You've got to eat!"
Ash, pressing the plate to Misty: "Please, eat it. I just can't. I can't explain it."
Misty stared at him with concern, then shrugged and started eating. Ash got out his sleeping bag, took off his jacket and hat, and moved to a different part of the campsite.
Misty, whispering: "Brock? What do you think is wrong with Ash?"
Brock, poking the fire while looking after Ash: "I don't know. I've never seen him like this. Its like he's suffering from depression."
Brock went to sleep. Pikachu stayed up with Misty stroking his belly.
Misty, psychically to Pikachu: ^Pikachu, what is wrong with Ash?^
Pikachu, psychically to Misty: ^He's going through what we Pokémon call Pokégloom. He is depressed in his heart. Or at least that's what I think it is. I can't figure out how to help him. He feels untrue to his friends. You and Brock are two of the three dearest humans in the world to him. For some reason, he thinks he's letting you down. All his life he's been the best, however much he may deny it, and for some reason he feels like he's not now. I haven't totally figured that part out yet. Also, his heart is in turmoil, and not because of his Journey.^
Misty, psychically to Pikachu: ^What do you mean?^
Pikachu, psychically to Misty: ^Um, I don't know. [Actually, he does know, but he can't tell Misty.] The third biggest part of his problem is that he hasn't caught any Pokémon in over two weeks. The combined efforts of all these three things and other problems I still haven't unearthed yet make him in a act like he's in a light state of a type of depression. That's the symptom of Pokégloom I don't think there is anything anyone can do for him right now. He has to heal himself.^
While Pikachu 'said' this last part, Misty heard Ash chuckle weakly. She took Pikachu off of her lap and walked over to sit beside where Ash was laying. Pikachu followed. It was a clear night, and they were in a clearing. She sat on a stump, watching Ash thoughtfully. He had turned over on his back and was awake. He didn't seem to acknowledge her presence. He seemed to be drawing lines with his fingers in the air. Misty remembered he had done that, what seemed like a long time ago.
Misty, softly: "Hey, Ash."
Ash, as soft, not looking at Misty: "Hey, Mist."
Misty, curious: "Why do you call me that?"
Ash, looking at her with his large, deep eyes: "It just comes naturally, I guess. I'll stop if you want me to."
Misty, cocking her head as if tasting something: "No, I...like it. (Sighing) Ash, what's wrong?"
Ash, ignoring her question and turning to look back up at the stars: "They're beautiful, aren't they?"
Misty, surprised: "Who?"
Ash, putting his arms behind his head: "The stars."
Misty, looking up at the sky: "Yeah. What were you doing?"
Ash, looking back at her with a small grin on his face: "Well, every night I can, I like using stars and making my own constellations. (Turning back to stare at the universe spread out before him) The stars help to draw lines in the sky."
Misty, watching his face instead of...well, you should know by now: "What do you see tonight?"
Ash motioned for her to sit by his sleeping bag. She lay down next to him and watched him motion with his hands, which weren't wearing the fingerless gloves she was so used to.
Ash, pointing up at a particularly bright star: "Look at that bright star there. (Pointing) If you take that star and this bluish one over there and connect them, then do the same with that string of stars there, add Polaris into the middle, you get..."
Misty, eyes widening: "An Arbok's head! Wow, I never would have noticed."
Pikachu jumped between them. They both automatically started petting him. Their hands touched in midair. They both blushed and looked away. Then they looked back up to the stars.
Ash, gesturing: "Now, connect those two binary stars in a circle to those two, the connect the sides, add two stars in those clusters, and we get..."
Misty: "Pikachu!"
All three laughed. They found Pokémon shapes a while longer.
Misty, squeezing his hand: "Thanks, Ash. You keep surprising me."
Ash, thinking: ^And I'm going to keep it that way...^
Misty, getting up: "See you in the morning."
Misty went off, and Pikachu cuddled up on Ash's stomach. Pikachu checked Ash's mind again.
Pikachu, thinking: ^Woah! Overload! Wow. 'It' went up again! Ash's mind is partly at peace again. That's good. Of course, its obvious why...^
******
The next morning, Ash woke up earlier than his friends. He woke up when something hit his head. It was an apple. There was an apple tree near him.
Getting an idea, he changed out of his night-clothes and put on his jeans, nothing else, and started climbing the tree that had apples. He climbed the tree and brought down as many apples as he could, and loaded them in his backpack. Then he went into the woods, looking for more fruit. He found many berries and loaded them into his backpack too. Then he found a stream and filled their water bottles with water. He went back to their camp and started a fire, after putting on the rest of his clothes..
The fire woke up Brock and Misty.
Brock, stretching: "Good morning, Ash."
Misty, yawning: "What time is it?"
Ash looked at the sun and checked his compass.
Ash, putting his compass away [he has a lot of things I didn't mention in the first episode, okay?]: "Its about 8:30, I think. Time for breakfast."
Misty, troubled: "Ash, you forgot. We used up all of our food last night."
Ash, smiling: "We used up our food from then. We have more now."
Brock, cheerfully: "Then I'll start the coffee."
Misty, shivering and retreating back into her sleeping bag: "I'm still tired. Wake me up at nine."
Ash, nodding: "Alright."
Misty fell back into sleep.
Pikachu, psychically to Ash, smirking at Ash: ^Man, you've got it bad!^
Ash, psychically to Pikachu, startled: ^What are you talking about?!!^
Pikachu, psychically to Ash, jerking his head away playfully: ^Fine, if you don't want to think about it...^
Ash, psychically to Pikachu, cross: ^Think about WHAT?!^
Pikachu, as if this was normal, scratching his ear with his hindleg [cool how he can do that]: "Pika pi pika." 'Its pretty obvious you're falling in love with Misty.'
Ash, sputtering: "WH-WHAT?!"
Brock looked at him strangely. Ash was suddenly very glad Brock didn't have a psychic connection with Pikachu.
Ash, psychically to Pikachu, blushing: ^I am not falling in love with Misty. You know we're just good friends.^
Pikachu, psychically to Ash, sighing: ^And the sun don't shine. Ash, listen for a second. I can listen to your thoughts! You think I don't know??^
Ash, psychically to Pikachu, shocked: ^YOU CAN?! But I never knew! That's not fair!^
Pikachu, psychically to Ash, with a glint in his eye: ^It was also pretty apparent last night.^
Ash, psychically to Pikachu, freaking out: ^Oh man! You haven't told her, have you?! She doesn't know?!^
Pikachu, psychically to Ash, surprised at the alarm: ^Ash, calm down! I haven't told her anything! She doesn't know anything yet! I wouldn-NOOO!^
Pikachu, speaking at the same time he thought [make that screaming]: "CHUUU!" 'NOOO!'
Misty, tossing and screaming in her sleeping bag: "NOOO!!!"
Ash, now greatly alarmed: "MISTY! PIKACHU! WHAT'S WRONG?!"
Misty jumped out of bed, then looked at Ash. She blinked twice. Then she threw her arms around him, sobbing uncontrollably. Ash didn't know what to do. Pikachu had jumped into his arms and was crying as well. Slowly, he sat down on Misty's sleeping bag and gently laid her on it. Then he put Pikachu in her lap.
Brock's voice, behind him, sounding shaken: "Geezus! That has got to be one bad dream!"
Ash, turning to Brock: "What do you mean?"
Brock: "Well, Pikachu seemed to be fine, just sitting there, until Misty woke up. You told me Pikachu could feel emotions in dreams, right? So Pikachu reacted as soon as Misty reacted. The only reason she could react from sleep like that is a really, really bad dream. She saw you, one of her only friends, and needed comfort or something, because her nightmare panicked her so much. Pikachu reacted the same, so both hugged you."
Pikachu recovered faster than Misty.
Pikachu, psychically to Ash: Misty just lived her worst nightmare. (To himself) Relived.
Ash, psychically to Pikachu: What kind of dream is that??!!
Pikachu, psychically to Ash: I don't know. [This is another lie.] All I know is that just like in Mount Moon, Misty had her worst nightmare, again.
******
Misty recovered a while later and they went on. Stopping at a pool of water, Misty suddenly saw something.
Misty, excited: "Ash! Point your Pokédex there!"
Dexter: "Nidoran Female, the Poison Pin Pokémon. Though its horn is smaller than the Male Nidoran, it stores a powerful poison that can render humans unconscious."
Misty, snapping her fingers: "Wow, I've always wanted a Female Nidoran! I'll catch it! Go, Staryu!"
Staryu came out and angled towards Nidoran.
Misty, pointing at the Nidoran: "Staryu, Tackle attack!"
Staryu flew spinning towards the Nidoran, who seemed scared and didn't know what to do. Suddenly, as if the forest itself attacked, a vine came in front of Nidoran and knocked Staryu back at Misty.
Misty, whipping to the bushes: "What?! What attacked?"
Ash, Brock, and Misty followed the vine as it snaked back into the bulb on a Bulbasaur's back.
Pokédex: "Bulbasaur, the Seed Pokémon. This Pokémon is considered both plant and animal, and is the usual choice for beginning Trainers. It has the characteristics of both animal and plant Pokémon."
Ash, awed: "Wow, a Bulbasaur. May has one of those. It looks wild. I want to capture it!"
He was about to throw Charmander's Pokéball, when Bulbasaur growled a command and the two wild Pokémon disappeared into the brush. Disappointed, Ash tried to remember exactly what Bulbasaur had looked like. It looked to be about 24th level. It was amazing the thing hadn't evolved.
Ash, sighing: "I'd follow them, but I don't feel like it. Let's get going."
They kept walking with their bikes along the path until they came to a bridge. It was out.
Brock, depressed: "Oh no! What are we going to do now?"
Ash: "Brock, I'll fly across on Fearow to make sure its safe. Then, when I wave, make Onix form a bridge across both sides. Then you and Misty cross. Onix can grab our bikes in its mouth and get them across after we do."
Misty: "Good plan, Ash!"
Ash: "Thanks. Go Fearow!"
Ash hopped on Fearow and they sailed a little ways across the canyon. On the other side, he gave the signal.
Brock, throwing a Pokéball: "Go! Onix! Extend your body across the chasm."
Onix was just long enough.
Brock, smiling: "Good girl!"
Brock stepped across Onix's body, which seemed to like the massage. Then Misty started walking. Ash, on the other side, slid off his Poké Belt and placed it on the ground. He switched his Pokémon, so that Fearow would get a break. He heard Misty's voice.
Misty, screaming: "WAAAAAAHH!!! HELP!!"
Ash, darting towards her speedily dropping: "NO! MISTY!!!"
Ash watched as Misty fell off of Onix. Onix couldn't catch her, because that would make her Trainer fall. Watching her fall, Ash came to a decision.
Ash, holding his nose and jumping: "MISTY! I'M COMING!"
Brock, yelling: "Misty! Ash!"
Pikachu, screaming: "PIKACHU PI! PIKA PIII!" 'MISTY! AAASH!'
Ash had swan dived off the edge, following Misty, going faster than she was because he was shaping his body into one that could go down easily. He grabbed her hand right before they hit the water and she made her legs into a position so she wouldn't get hurt when they struck. Underwater, they nodded to each other and surfaced, still holding hands. The only problem was one Misty noticed right away.
Misty, pointing: "A WATERFALL!"
They were being sucked towards the edge of a waterfall. Misty couldn't find her Poké Belt. Ash and Misty started paddling furiously to the shore, but it only slowed their doom down a little. Ash saw a pair of eyes watching him from the bank. He didn't care. Taking Misty's shoulders, he pushed her very firmly and swiftly at the bank, making himself go backwards as the reaction, taking him closer to the edge of the water.
Misty: "NOOOO! ASH!"
Ash saw her grab the bank. Then, he saw her preparing herself for a dive, and knew she was going to try to save him, even though he was beyond help. He panicked.
[This little part is dramatic/stupid depending on who you are. 8'P]
Ash, madly trying to swim against the current to deliver his final will: "NO MISTY! I DIDN'T SAVE YOU SO YOU COULD KILL YOURSELF TRYING TO SAVE ME! TAKE CARE OF MY POKÉMON! FORGET ABOUT ME!"
Misty, crying out: "I CAN'T! I LO-"
Ash didn't answer. He didn't hear her. It was REALLY loud because he was going over the edge. Suddenly, he felt something wrap around his stomach. He heard a Bulbasaur.
Bulbasaur: "BUL! BA BULBA!!" 'HERE! GRAB ON AND HOLD TIGHT!'
Ash couldn't answer. He was at the edge of the waterfall. All he could do was hold on and await his fate. He slowly felt himself being dragged towards the bank, where his eyes dimly saw Misty tugging on vines extending from a Bulbasaur's back. He finally reached it, coughing out water.
Misty, looking at him: "Ash..."
She wanted to hug him, just to hold him, but every cell in her body screamed at her not to.
Ash, after he had is breath back: "...Thank you, Misty, Bulbasaur. Misty, I don't know what you owe me now, but I do know I owe Bulbasaur my life, or wellfare."
Misty, smiling a little: "I still owe you the same. You saved my life, and Bulbasaur helped me save yours. It broke even."
Bulbasaur, turning away: "Bulba bulba." 'Forget it."
Ash, eyes narrowing: "No way, Bulbasaur. I won't ever forget it."
Bulbasaur, as if judging this, and saying slowly: "Bul saur ba bul." 'Come with me.'
Ash and Misty looked at each other, smiled, and walked after Bulbasaur.
******
Brock and Pikachu were having a bad day. Make that a really bad day. First, Ash and Misty had fallen into a rushing river. Then, they had discovered Misty's Poké Belt on the bank of the river, when they went down to see what they could find. They walked along the bank, but couldn't see the two Trainers.
Suddenly, Brock felt a shaking and looked down. The soil was a different coloration than normal, and looked cracked. It was a pit trap. Carefully stepping back, he picked a large rock and threw it a little farther than where he was stepping. It went right through the ground about 10 feet, and the ground collapsed to form a pit. Brock and Pikachu skirted the pit, still looking for Ash and Misty. Pretty soon, they saw a faint outline of a net under the silt. They skirted the lines and Brock looked up to see if the net was attached to a tree. It was.
Brock: "Someone would have to be pretty stupid to fall into these traps."
Pikachu: "Pika ik." 'Too true.'
******
A mile away, Team Rocket fell into a pit.
Jesse, incredulous: "I can't believe this! This is the 23rd pit trap we've fallen in! How come this trap caught us, but our traps never catch those brats?!"
James, thinking: "Well, these traps are even well-designed and very well-pl-"
Jesse, irritably: "Oh, shut up!"
Meowth: "Well, we know we're getting close to the Hidden Village, if someone puts all these traps here to make us leave."
Jesse and James: "Right!"
Team Rocket, falling into another pit: "Auughh!"
A voice, weakly: "At least this is better than that awful author doing hell to us at the end of the last fic..."
******
Brock had an inspiration when he saw a Pidgey flying far overhead.
Brock, snapping his fingers: "I know! Go, Zubat! Use your Supersonic to hear any footsteps coming from anywhere along this river!"
Brock and Pikachu rested while Zubat left to check.
Pikachu, still wondering what might have happened: "Pika pika ach pika." 'Ash probably saved Misty and killed himself while they were being pulled down a waterfall.'
Pikachu didn't know how close to being right he was. Brock didn't understand what Pikachu meant.
Brock, patting Pikachu on the back solemnly: "I know, Pikachu. I hope they're okay too."
Pikachu sweatdropped at Brock's miscomprehension. Then, Zubat came back.
Zubat: "Zu bat bat zu bat!" 'There are human footprints coming from the bank of a waterfall!'
Pikachu: "Pikachu pika pika." 'That would be Misty.'
A voice: "Um, excuse me, if you are looking for two Trainers, that like each other, this Bulbasaur said he led them to my cabin. If you'll come with me, I can take you to them."
A lady stood there, behind a large Bulbasaur.
Brock, cheering: "All right!"
Pikachu, crying tears of joy: "Pika pi a pika pika pikachu!" 'Ash and Misty are okay!'
They walked close behind the woman. She was slightly taller than average and was slender. Her voice was very soft. She wore shorts, T-shirt, and vest.
Brock, noticing how beautiful she was: "Um, miss?"
Lady, smiling: "Please, call me Melanie."
Brock: "What a pretty name."
Melanie, blushing: "Why, thank you."
Brock, looking down at Bulbasaur: "I think I've seen your Bulbasaur somewhere before, but my friend thought it was wild. It is yours, right?"
Melanie, kneeling to stroke Bulbasaur's bulb for a second: "No, actually, this Bulbasaur is my protector. It protects me and the Pokémon I keep, but I don't own it."
Brock, thinking he caught on: "So you're a Trainer and this Bulbasaur helps you protect them."
Melanie: "No, I guess you could say I'm a Pokémon Doctor more than a Pokémon Trainer. I'm not actually a Doctor...but you'll see what I mean soon enough."
Brock, puzzled, just followed her. Pikachu was only thinking of back being petted by Ash and Misty as they pointed out Pokémon constellations. Its not as if they were totally head-over-heels in love yet, or at least not last time he checked, but they were quickly falling in love. 'It' was their affection meter. It went up a tiny bit every day. Last night, when Ash had showed her his sky pictures, it had gone up a lot. The only problem was that they were such good friends now, that if one would normally even had the nerve to tell the other they liked the other strongly, they wouldn't put their friendship at risk. They didn't want to go double or nothing. Their friendship was too important to them. Yet not being close to each other, when they had to live together and share every second with one another hurt them. And Misty would never leave, unless Ash directly told her that he didn't like her at all and didn't want her with him. Pikachu could let this wait. He would let it wait at least until Ash beat a Pokémon League, then if they didn't admit it to each other, he would bring them together somehow.
Another problem was Misty's nightmares. Pikachu didn't want her, or Pikachu himself, to experience that. Pikachu was sure it was a premonition. That was the problem. Ash was supposed to die. And Pikachu himself was supposed to die. Or something like that. Pikachu had pinned it down to sometime within six months. He had to prevent it. He was the only one who could, since Misty knew about it and not what to do about it, and Ash and Brock didn't even know. Next nightmare would be the best. 'Best' meaning though it would be the worst in terms of feeling (since Misty feels a little more strongly about Ash every day), it would allow Pikachu to find out where the dream was based. Pikachu had been planning to enter the dream in the middle, then run out of the room Misty was in, out to the street, and find a newspaper. His walking through her dream was a skill he was sure he could do, and if the dream indeed was a premonition, there should be an accurate newspaper. He would have to time it precisely, which would be very, very hard, but it would be worth it. He had been wondering if he could control the dreams himself. No, he couldn't because though he knew it was a dream, his mind didn't make it. So, if he could get Misty to know she was in the dream, she could do whatever she wanted to. He'd experiment with that later. Oh, life was going to be fun when Ash became a Pokémon Master! [Pikachu has no doubts that if Ash lived, he'd become a Master. Heck, I wouldn't either.] But it fun now, too, since he could see the enfolding drama of Ash and Misty falling in love.
They arrived in a small clearing. There was a pool of water in the middle of the clearing, where a bunch of Water Pokémon were swimming. All types of other Pokémon were clustered everywhere. A cabin was at the far side of the clearing.
Brock: "Wow! You have all of these Pokémon?!"
Melanie, shaking her head: "No. None of these are mine. This is where I live. All these Pokémon have been abandoned, wounded, sick, or badly-treated. I take care of them, and they look after me. Bulbasaur helps protect us all. But I'm afraid it can't stay longer. It needs to go into the world and grow. But I don't know how it can do that."
Brock nodded. Pikachu asked a question, even though he knew they couldn't understand him.
Pikachu, looking up at her: "Pi pika pi?" 'Where's Ash?"
Melanie, smiling: "Your Trainer is in the cabin, last Bulbasaur was here, resting. He said an orange-haired young woman was with him."
Brock, happily taking their Poké Belts out of his backpack: "Good. I have their Pokémon. Hey! You know what Pikachu asked!!"
Pikachu had been looking at Melanie with an astonished look on his face. Melanie giggled.
Melanie: "Yes. I used to be a Psychic Pokémon Breeder, but gave that up long since."
Brock, grinning: "Oh."
Pikachu ran to and into the cabin, then flew up a set of stairs after realizing his Trainer wasn't on the bottom floor.
Pikachu: "Pika pi! Pika pika!" 'Ash! Misty!"
He heard a groan from a room on the right. He zoomed in and there was Ash and Misty, both in beds. Ash was looking groggily at Pikachu.
Ash: "Pikachu? Pikachu!"
Misty, waking up: "Huh? What?"
Ash, dashing out of bed: "Misty, wake up! Pikachu...and probably Brock are here!"
Misty, shaking her head: "What?! Hey Pikachu! Cool, now we can get our Pokémon back!"
Pikachu was hopped back and forth between the beds, hugging Ash and Misty. They made it easier for him by standing up. Pikachu checked their minds. Their affection levels were both the exact same in magnitude, even if they had different reasons. It had risen higher than in a usual day. He checked why, and was surprised to find his sarcastic remark earlier had been close to the truth. Pikachu sighed in pleasure. These days they were so predictable.
Brock's voice, in a playful, mocking tone: "I was wondering where you two were off making out! Nice to have you back!"
Ash and Misty flared red, and set murderous glares upon Brock, who gulped.
He handed them their Poké Belts, which they snapped on over their regular belts. Then, all four got together for a group hug. Soon, they parted and told stories of what had happened. Melanie walked in right after.
Brock, smiling: "Guys, meet Melanie."
Ash, pointing at her: "Is she your girlfriend, Brock?"
Misty, playfully: "Its impolite to point, Ash!"
Brock turned to Ash and Ash shut up.
Melanie, blushing: "Um, no. I think you've met Bulbasaur."
Ash, grinning at Bulbasaur: "Bulbasaur! Good to see you!"
Bulbasaur, smiling: "Bul bulba saur." 'Good to see you, too.'
Ash scratched behind Bulbasaur's ears, making Bulbasaur thrum, the equivalent of purring. Thrumming was purring, only called differently. Thrumming caused Bulbasaur to stretch out and close its eyes in appreciation.
Melanie, eyeing how Ash handled Bulbasaur: "Would you four like to tour my home?"
Ash, getting up, making Bulbasaur a little disappointed: "Yes, please. That would be cool. We saw all of the Pokémon as Bulbasaur led us in."
Melanie, seriously: "I would ask you not to try to capture any Pokémon here, Ash."
Misty, confused: "Aren't they yours?"
Melanie: "No, but they only came here to get better from injuries and psychological pain, and it wouldn't be fair of Trainers to take advantage of that. I try to discourage Trainers from coming here."
Brock, smiling wryly, surprised: "So you are the one who set up those traps?"
Ash, eyebrows raising: "What traps?"
Brock: "Pikachu and I found some traps while we were trying to find you. We noticed them quick enough, though."
Melanie, blushing: "Yes, I made those pits and set those nets. I'm sorry, but too many Trainers try to sneak into this village, only to be stopped from capturing Pokémon by Bulbasaur."
Ash, impressed: "Wow! Bulbasaur must be really strong to be able to fight off those Trainers by itself!"
Misty: "Yeah!"
Brock: "Must be."
Melanie watched the look on Ash's face.
Melanie, slowly: "Here, I'll introduce you to the other Pokémon."
Ash: "Cool."
There were about 50 Pokémon scattered around the campground. Misty saw the Nidoran she had tried to capture.
Misty, nudging Melanie lightly: "I saw that Nidoran toady, and was going to capture it, but Bulbasaur stopped me."
Melanie, looking at Nidoran sadly: "That Nidoran was abandoned by her Trainer because he thought Nidoran was too weak, just because she was sick."
Misty gasped. Then, she started walking towards it. Brock and Melanie were going to go with her, but Ash stopped them with his arm.
Ash, peering closely at the conflict: "Watch. Don't interrupt, please."
Brock and Melanie nodded. Ash knew more about Misty than anyone [except possibly Pikachu].
Misty, slowly approaching a weary Nidoran: "Hi, Nidoran. I'm really, really sorry about when I tried to capture you. I didn't know you were sick, like Melanie just told me."
Nidoran, with a sad smile: "Niid or an." 'That's okay. You didn't know.'
Misty, looking at Nidoran with sympathy: "Is it true your Trainer thought you were too weak to train?"
Nidoran, eyes filling with tears: "Niid." 'Yeah.'
Misty, eyes starting to water too: "Oh no! I shouldn't have reminded you of that! I'm so sorry!"
Nidoran, tears vanishing to be replaced with a sigh: "Ni nidoran. Nid ni or ni." 'Its not your fault. You're a very nice person."
Misty, tears not quite disappearing: "Thank you! You are a very nice Pokémon."
Misty reached out to pet Nidoran. She heard Pikachu.
Pikachu, yelling: "Pika ka pika! Pika!" 'Bulbasaur! Don't!'
Bulbasaur fairly materialized between Misty and Nidoran, knocking Misty's hand away and growling at her.
Ash: "Bulbasaur! Stop it! NOW! Misty was just going to PET Nidoran!"
Surprisingly, Bulbasaur recognized the commanding tone in Ash's voice and stopped growling. He looked at Misty, who had her eyes wide with surprise and fear, with apologetic eyes.
Bulbasaur: "Bulbasaur, bulba bulba." 'I'm sorry, friend of Ash's."
Misty, smiling a little: "That's okay. I didn't remember and forgot how protective you are. I should have cleared it with you first."
She petted Nidoran and scratched Bulbasaur as she had seen Ash do. Melanie was watching Ash watch Misty and Bulbasaur. She listened to his thoughts, even though she had sworn off of that years ago. There was something about him...
Brock, suddenly, pointing to something up in the air: "What's that in the sky?!!"
Ash, eyes narrowing: "It's not a bird!"
There was a huge, floating sack and hose flying above them in the sky, with balloons on the top, making it float.
Misty, her own eyes narrowing: "Look at the R! Its Team Rocket!"
Two voices over a loudspeaker: "Now that you've introduced ourselves!..."
One of the voices: "Prepare for trouble!"
The other: "And make it double!"
Everyone on the ground could now make out Jesse and James standing on their floating vacuum.
Jesse: "To protect the world from devastation!"
James: "To unite all people within our nation!"
Jesse: "To denounce the evils of truth and love!"
James: "To extend our reach to the stars above!"
Jesse: "Jesse!"
James: "James!"
Jesse: "Team Rocket, blast off at the speed of light!"
James: "Surrender now, or prepare to fight!"
Meowth: "That's right!"
Jesse: "We've said our lines, now its time to attack!"
James, pointing at Melanie: "That village idiot thought she could get rid of us with her sneaky traps! But we're too smart for them!"
Jesse: "If we can't walk to the village, we can fly to it!"
James: "I congratulate myself for this brilliant plan."
Meowth: "Don't forget, I'm the one who thought to put balloons on the top!"
Ash, growling: "Here we go again!"
Misty: "Go, Staryu! Pop those balloons!"
Staryu did, but the Stadium was landing anyway, and the attack didn't have any effect. Meowth flipped a remote-control switch and the hose landed on the ground and started sucking everything on the ground with tremendous force.
Jesse: "Welcome to the Jesse Stadium! All Pokémon enter this way!"
James: "This Stadium was MY idea!"
Jesse, sweat-dropping: "Oh, heh-heh-heh. Right."
The hose started sucking up Staryu, who was closest. Ash leaped and somersaulted through the air to Staryu. He picked Stayu up and ran back to Misty.
Ash: "Here, recall Staryu!"
Misty, nodding: "Right! Oh, Nidoran!"
Nidoran was flying through the air into the Stadium.
Nidoran: "Niii!" 'Helllp!'
Bulbasaur: "Bulb saur!" 'Here help comes!'
Bulbasaur's whips caught Nidoran and pulled the Female Nidoran towards it. Ash ran up, resisting the pull of the suction, and grabbed Nidoran. He ran back to the cabin and put Nidoran in. Then he ran back to Bulbasaur and pushed it to safety.
Bulbasaur: "Bulba ba." 'Thanks, Ash.'
Ash, shouting over the noise of the vacuum: "Brock! Get all the Pokémon into the cabin!"
Brock, grimly: "Just what I was thinking, Ash! C'mon everyone! Hurry into the cabin!"
They raced into the cabin, everyone did.
Jesse: "Oh no! Now what are we going to do?!"
James, smiling, relaxed: "Relax, Jesse. Meowth knows what he's doing. Full power!"
Meowth, smirking: "Meowth, dat's right!"
Meowth pushed another lever.
Down, in the cabin, the lock opened to the door. The windows and door opened. Bulbasaur murmured something to Ash, who nodded. Ash picked up Bulbasaur and ran up stairs. He climbed out of a window onto the roof, then set Bulbasaur on the chimney. He held onto Bulbasaur as the vacuum pulled its hardest on the Pokémon. Luckily, Ash was probably the one of the strongest boys his age [though not heavily muscled]. He held onto Bulbasaur while it used its Vine Whips to knock the hose away from the cabin.
Ash, throwing a Pokéball: "Pidgeotto, go! Gust attack!"
Pidgeotto appeared and used its wings to blow a whole bunch full of air at the vacuum. The vacuum overloaded with this extra amount of air and let go of it while sucking it up. This confuses the laws of physics and a tornado started.
James, in a baseball stance: "And the tornado is winding up!"
Jesse, worried: "But will it strike us out?"
Meowth, with a sweatdrop: "Home run, or foul?"
The tornado sped towards the Stadium.
Team Rocket: "Aahhhh!"
The tornado sucked them up and they swirled around in the cyclone.
Jesse: "HOME RUN!"
Meowth: "I'D CALL IT FOUL!"
James: "THERE GOES THE WHOLE BALL GAME!"
Meowth: "WHAT NOW??"
Jesse and James: "NOW, TEAM ROCKET IS-"
Team Rocket, being blasted into the sky: "-BLOWING OFF AGAAAIINNN!..."
Ash, recalling Pidgeotto: "Great work Pidgeotto! Return!"
Pidgeotto disappeared and Ash flipped off the roof with a startled Bulbasaur, and landed in a crouch. He did a pose/salute to Melanie and held out Bulbasaur with one hand.
Ash, saluting: "All Pokémon present and accounted for, ma'am!"
Everyone sighed at the act. Bulbasaur hopped off his hand and looked up at him.
Ash, looking down fondly at Bulbasaur: "Bulbasaur, that was awesome!"
Bulbasaur: "Bul bulbasaur, saur!" 'You weren't too bad, either!'
Melanie looked at Bulbasaur, who trotted to her side.
Melanie, smiling: "Ash, don't you think Bulbasaur would be a great addition to your team?"
Ash, shocked [duh!]: "You don't mean..."
Melanie, nodding: "Yes. I think Bulbasaur should go with you. Bulbasaur has been here for almost four years now. The bulb on its back can't grow, without outside experience. It needs to go out into the world with a good Trainer. You are a great Trainer, the most talented young man I've ever seen, and I'm sure it would be honored to go with you."
Ash, too surprised to acknowledge the compliment: "But then no one would be here to protect the village!"
Melanie, kneeling and looking into Bulbasaur's large eyes: "Its true Bulbasaur has done a great job. Maybe too great of a job. You see, the Pokemon here aren't supposed to stay. As soon as they get better, they are to be released into the wild. But with Bulbasaur here to protect them, these Pokemon want to stay and they don't leave. So I think Bulbasaur should go with you. It would be better this way."
Bulbasaur, nudging her: "Bulb a bulba saur." 'I want him to catch me the real way.'
Ash: "You do??!"
Melanie, surprised: "Oh! Do you have Psychic powers, too?"
She should have noticed that when she scanned his brain to see if he was an eligible Trainer.
Ash: "No, but Pikachu has a psychic link through me, allowing me to speak with him without talking, and making me able to understand Poké Talk."
Melanie, a little confused: "Oh."
Bulbasaur, grinning: "Bul bulba!" 'Let's rumble!'
Ash and Bulbasaur went into the middle of the clearing. Misty, Brock, Melanie, Pikachu, and the other Pokémon watched.
Ash, throwing a Pokéball: "All right, Bulbasaur, you're mine! Go, Charmander!"
Charmander: "Char?! Charmander!" 'A Bulbasaur?! Get ready to rumble!'
Bulbasaur: "Bulbasaur!" 'I'm ready!'
Ash: "Charmander, go! Use Slash attack!"
Charmander ran up and swiped at Bulbasaur's fore-flank, scoring a critical hit. Bulbasaur wasn't down. It Tackled Charmander, knocking it far across the clearing. Charmander got up, damaged but not yet defeated.
Ash: "Charmander! Finish it with Fire Punch!"
Charmander lunged at Bulbasaur, hitting Bulbasaur with its paw.
Bulbasaur, slumping to the ground after being knocked backwards: "Bul! Bulba! Bulbasaur!" 'Ouch! That really stings! I give up!'
Ash: "Pokéball, go!"
Everyone held their breath as the Pokéball hit Bulbasaur. It shook twice, then a feeble third time, and stayed still.
Ash, making a fist in triumpgh: "Yes!! I caught Bulbasaur!"
Ash did his pose.
Charmander, breathing hard and clutching the side hit by the Tackle attack: "Charmander! Cha char charmander char!" 'Man, that was a tough Bulbasaur! If I wasn't a Fire-type, I would have lost!'
Brock drew Melanie aside.
Brock, blushing: "You know, Melanie, now that Ash caught Bulbasaur, maybe I should stay here and help protect the village."
Melanie, with a sweatdrop: "No, thank you, but Bulbasaur left partly to stop protecting the village. You're sweet, but I wouldn't want to put a stop to all of your fun adventures."
Brock, disappointed but not showing it too much: "Yeah, I guess you're right."
They left with Melanie waving with all of the Pokémon. Hopping on their bikes, Ash and Misty looked at Brock with grins on their faces. Brock didn't seem to notice.
Misty, breaking the silence: "So, Brock, what happened when you turned your back to us?"
Ash, chuckling: "Misty, is it just me, or do I see red lipstick on Brock's face?"
Brock, with a dreamy expression: "Oh, that would've been nice..."
Ash and Misty laughed and the trio sped on towards Vermillion City. Ash seemed all better from his bout of Pokégloom.
Narrator: "Well, our heroes have had an eventful day. First, Ash and Misty lost Brock, Pikachu, and their other Pokémon. Then, Team Rocket attacked and Ash caught Bulbasaur. This just proves that together, nothing can beat them. And once again, Ash, Brock, and Misty speed down the path to Vermillion City. Will they get there alive, or will they starve to death?"
James, popping in: "Mr. Flareon, I need to tell you something..."
Flareon, surprised: "What?"
James: "Here, I'll whisper it in your ear..."
Flareon, leaned forward, his mighty ear ready for the secret. Suddenly, James grabbed his shirt and pulled him through into the world of the computer, while James stepped out.
Flareon, shocked: "Hey! Stop! You can't do this!"
James, smiling coldly: "Try and stop me! Take this, and this! And this!"
James' point of view
My now-mighty fingers flew across the keyboard, making the 5 foot, 7 inch teenager suddenly shrink to one foot in height. He wore immensely huge glasses and a Hawaiian grass skirt.
Flareon, begging: "No! Please, stop! I didn't mean it!"
My eyes narrowed and my fingers flew over the keyboard again. He started doing the macarena [or however you spell that blasted word], and I made his hair disappear. His bald head turned blue, and his pupils disappeared. Then, just for laughs, I enlarge his feet and his eyelashes till they were the same length, six feet long.
He looked so ridiculous, I started giggling, which turned into laughing, which turned into guffawing, which allowed Flareon to grab me off his chair and made us switch places.
Third-person point of view
Flareon rubbed himself off, glad that was over with. He admitted, he deserved it. James, disappointed, opened his mouth as if to say something.
Flareon, speedily: "End fic now!"
Next time, its Charmander! Damien pops up, and Ash shakes him down. But Ash already has a Charmander...and its part of his legacy not to get another one! So, who's going to get it instead??
Any support, ideas, or flames, just review and tell me. Ideas are stored in my head while support and flames just kindle to my Flamethrower attack. (;-D)
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