Wey! The third chapter already? Too much coffee. . . that must be it =).
::sigh::. . . . I can't come up with anything to say . . . aw, well, maybe
at the end of this chapter. . .
Disclaimer: I don't own Pokémon
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Psyduck (Ash) was standing on the table in the living room with a big towel around himself while Misty was trying to dry him with the same towel.
"Psyduck, stop looking at me like that! If you didn't eat like a pig I wouldn't have to bath you all to often." Misty said.
"Ring, ring, ring! Phonecall, phonecall!"
"Wonder who calls at this time of day." Misty asked herself as she went to the videophone and picked up the receiver.
"Cerulean gym, Misty Waterflower speaking."
"Hey, Misty! It's me, Brock." Brock said. Visual turned itself on and Misty was able to see Brock.
"Hi! How are you!" Misty asked happily.
"I'm fine, how about you? Is gymleading fun?"
"Yeah, kinda. But I miss you guys." Misty replied, "What made you call? Are you back in Pallet Town?"
"Yeah, we've been here in Kanto for almost two months. Ash and May took a break from training for a month ago." Brock said. (A/N - May's gotta do some kind of training to prepare her Pokémon for the Pokémon Contests, other than to just give the PokéBlocks, right?)
"Is Ash there?" Misty asked.
"Um, not really. He's out. . . somewhere." Brock said as he nervously scratched his head. In the background he could see a Psyduck jump up and down, waving with its arms.
"Eh, Misty? Are you training your Psyduck?" Brock asked.
"Yup, I decided that I should give Psyduck a chance, so I started to train him for a week ago. Intensive training." Misty replied.
"That's great! It was nice to see you again, Misty. Gotta go. Bye!" Brock said.
"Bye!" Misty said and hung up. She sighed deeply and went back to Psyduck (Ash).
"They've been in Kanto for a two whole months and not until now I hear from them." Misty said sadly as she pet Psyduck on his head. "Come on, we gotta get your fur dry before you go to sleep."
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The next day Ash woke up to the lovely smell of pancakes. How Ash had been able to stay out of "his" Pokéball is a rather long story. He had been running through half the gym to shake Misty off his tail to be able to hide the real Psyducks pokéball. Now where he had hidden the pokéball is a different story which will not be told here.
So, Ash ran down the stairs and followed the smell of pancakes into the kitchen. When he entered the kitchen he heard something that is know under the name "love songs". Deep down inside he pulled a face, this was, according him, to much for anyone who had been transformed into a Pokémon to take first thing in the morning.
He entered the kitchen and heard that it wasn't only a love song, it was in french too. He went over to a chair which was, much to his dispair, away to high for him to reach up to.
"How in the world does Pikachu come up to chairs, tables and stuff?" he thought as he tried to jump up to the chair.
"G'morning, Psyduck! Are you hungry?" Misty asked when she noticed that Psyduck (Ash) was in the kitchen.
Psyduck (Ash) nodded eagerly and gave up his idea of getting up to the chair. Misty put down a bowl infront of him and two other bowls a little further away. Ash ran happily over to his bowl while Misty let out Togetic, Politoed and Corsola.
The three Pokémon ate gladly while Ash just stared at what Misty said was his breakfast. He bend over to smell the food and it didn't smell all to bad.
He picked up a piece, licked it and rapidly dropped it while trying to get the taste outta his mouth. Misty turned around to see Psyduck (Ash) rubbing his toung.
"Psyduck, what's wrong?" she asked.
Psyduck (Ash) looked up to her and seemed somewhat surprised. If she'd ever get to know what was wrong, she'd probably never believe him.
First off, he was a Pokémon and of all Pokémon there was, he turned into a Psyduck, who by the way isn't tall enough to reach up to a goddamn chair.
Secondly, his breakfast was something you shouldn't even feed your worst enemy with and thirdly, if he ate that so called food, he would have some serious stomach issues later.
In that moment, Ash promised himself that when he turned into his real self again, he would let his Pokémon eat whatever they wanted to eat, as long as it was something healthy.
"Psyduck?" Misty had went over to him and rubbed his back gently. When she saw that it wasn't anything wrong with him, she said,
"Stop scaring me like that! I thought you had choked or something!" She went out of the kitchen, carrying on a big bowl with more Pokémon food, leaving her Pokémon eating in the kitchen. Psyduck (Ash) crossed his arms when he suddenly came to think of something. He leaned over to Togetic.
"(Hey, Togetic!)" he said to get Togetic's attention.
"(Huh?)"
"( You know how to teleport, don't you?)" Psyduck (Ash) asked.
"(Yeah, mommy taught me how to control my psycic powers.)" Togetic said proudly.
"(That's great. . . listen, could you pretty please teleport those pancakes down to me? This food could kill.)" Psyduck (Ash) said.
"(Don't talk about my mommy's food like that! Or I'll break your beak!)" Togetic yelled angerly. Psyduck (Ash) backed away a little, but did not give up.
"(C'mon, Togetic! You'll be doing all of us here a favor. You don't wanna know what kinda problems I will have if I eat this.)" Psyduck (Ash) said. "(You can get all this food if you help me)"
"(NO!)"
Psyduck (Ash) sweatdropped, Pokémon did apparently take after their trainer's personality. He realized that if he didn't want to try to glue his beak back together he should just try to get the pancakes himself.
Ash went to the table and looked up, "I could do the same thing I did to get the chocolates." He thought and started to pull down the tablecloth. With a crash the pancakes fell down to the floor, since the plate they were on broke. Psyduck (Ash) took the pancakes and ran away from the kitchen like no other Psyduck has run before.
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"Psyduck, get your lazy ass back here!" Misty yelled annoyed at Psyduck (Ash) who was sitting on a bench across the room.
"(I'm hungry.)" he wined.
"Hungry?! You ate pancakes for breakfast!" Misty yelled,
"(Three pancakes! Who gets satisfied with three pancakes?!)" he mumled to himself.
Misty leaned against the wall and waited another five minutes, stamping her foot. She looked down at the water as if she was waiting for something else to show up. All of a sudden, a huge Gyarados popped out of the water, scaring the crap out of Psyduck (Ash).
"(Aaaaaah!!!!)"
He went up from the bench and ran like an idiot to Misty and hid behind her.
"Thank you, Gyarados." Misty said gladly and returned the big water Pokémon into its Pokéball.
"(I'm fine. . . I'm cool. . . that was just a heart attack, not a big deal.)" Psyduck (Ash) mumled to himself, trying to catch his breath.
"Listen to me, Psyduck. I really wanna make this work and make you one of the strongest Pokémon I'll have in my team. Could you please co-operate?" Misty asked. She sat down on her knees so that she could look straight into his eyes. Psyduck (Ash) nodded slowly, he didn't want to stay as a Psyduck forever.
"Great, we gotta start on your swimming now. Remember the swim moves I taught you last week?" Misty asked kindly.
Psyduck (Ash) gulped, how would he? He hadn't been here last week.
"(. . . no?)" he said slowly.
"What?! We spent hours on that!" Misty burst out frustrated.
"(Hey, you asked.)" he said, shrugging.
Misty stared weirdly at him. Since when did he throw back like that?
"Psyduck? Why are you acting so different?"
"(Waa. . . I'm not acting any different!)" he replied quickly. Misty crossed her arms, not taking her gaze away from him.
"I must say that you remind me alot of Ash." She commented. Psyduck (Ash) sweatdropped, one day and she suspected something already?!
"(Um. . . didn't you say that they had been here for two months and not called you or anything?)" he reminded but quickly regreted when he saw Misty's sad expression and quiet reaction.
"Just forget about it. . . um, let's begin with the training." She said.
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Okey. . . . I should have something to say. . . .um, thanks to you people who've reviewed my story. . . it really made my day =)
Oh, if you wonder why I write Psyduck (Ash). . . I have actually not a clue why I do that =S. I think I do that so that you can be sure of that it is Ash and not Psyduck. . . I'm just a master in confusing myself and other people ^^;;. . . allrighty then, I'll just stop babbling and let you review!
Disclaimer: I don't own Pokémon
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Psyduck (Ash) was standing on the table in the living room with a big towel around himself while Misty was trying to dry him with the same towel.
"Psyduck, stop looking at me like that! If you didn't eat like a pig I wouldn't have to bath you all to often." Misty said.
"Ring, ring, ring! Phonecall, phonecall!"
"Wonder who calls at this time of day." Misty asked herself as she went to the videophone and picked up the receiver.
"Cerulean gym, Misty Waterflower speaking."
"Hey, Misty! It's me, Brock." Brock said. Visual turned itself on and Misty was able to see Brock.
"Hi! How are you!" Misty asked happily.
"I'm fine, how about you? Is gymleading fun?"
"Yeah, kinda. But I miss you guys." Misty replied, "What made you call? Are you back in Pallet Town?"
"Yeah, we've been here in Kanto for almost two months. Ash and May took a break from training for a month ago." Brock said. (A/N - May's gotta do some kind of training to prepare her Pokémon for the Pokémon Contests, other than to just give the PokéBlocks, right?)
"Is Ash there?" Misty asked.
"Um, not really. He's out. . . somewhere." Brock said as he nervously scratched his head. In the background he could see a Psyduck jump up and down, waving with its arms.
"Eh, Misty? Are you training your Psyduck?" Brock asked.
"Yup, I decided that I should give Psyduck a chance, so I started to train him for a week ago. Intensive training." Misty replied.
"That's great! It was nice to see you again, Misty. Gotta go. Bye!" Brock said.
"Bye!" Misty said and hung up. She sighed deeply and went back to Psyduck (Ash).
"They've been in Kanto for a two whole months and not until now I hear from them." Misty said sadly as she pet Psyduck on his head. "Come on, we gotta get your fur dry before you go to sleep."
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The next day Ash woke up to the lovely smell of pancakes. How Ash had been able to stay out of "his" Pokéball is a rather long story. He had been running through half the gym to shake Misty off his tail to be able to hide the real Psyducks pokéball. Now where he had hidden the pokéball is a different story which will not be told here.
So, Ash ran down the stairs and followed the smell of pancakes into the kitchen. When he entered the kitchen he heard something that is know under the name "love songs". Deep down inside he pulled a face, this was, according him, to much for anyone who had been transformed into a Pokémon to take first thing in the morning.
He entered the kitchen and heard that it wasn't only a love song, it was in french too. He went over to a chair which was, much to his dispair, away to high for him to reach up to.
"How in the world does Pikachu come up to chairs, tables and stuff?" he thought as he tried to jump up to the chair.
"G'morning, Psyduck! Are you hungry?" Misty asked when she noticed that Psyduck (Ash) was in the kitchen.
Psyduck (Ash) nodded eagerly and gave up his idea of getting up to the chair. Misty put down a bowl infront of him and two other bowls a little further away. Ash ran happily over to his bowl while Misty let out Togetic, Politoed and Corsola.
The three Pokémon ate gladly while Ash just stared at what Misty said was his breakfast. He bend over to smell the food and it didn't smell all to bad.
He picked up a piece, licked it and rapidly dropped it while trying to get the taste outta his mouth. Misty turned around to see Psyduck (Ash) rubbing his toung.
"Psyduck, what's wrong?" she asked.
Psyduck (Ash) looked up to her and seemed somewhat surprised. If she'd ever get to know what was wrong, she'd probably never believe him.
First off, he was a Pokémon and of all Pokémon there was, he turned into a Psyduck, who by the way isn't tall enough to reach up to a goddamn chair.
Secondly, his breakfast was something you shouldn't even feed your worst enemy with and thirdly, if he ate that so called food, he would have some serious stomach issues later.
In that moment, Ash promised himself that when he turned into his real self again, he would let his Pokémon eat whatever they wanted to eat, as long as it was something healthy.
"Psyduck?" Misty had went over to him and rubbed his back gently. When she saw that it wasn't anything wrong with him, she said,
"Stop scaring me like that! I thought you had choked or something!" She went out of the kitchen, carrying on a big bowl with more Pokémon food, leaving her Pokémon eating in the kitchen. Psyduck (Ash) crossed his arms when he suddenly came to think of something. He leaned over to Togetic.
"(Hey, Togetic!)" he said to get Togetic's attention.
"(Huh?)"
"( You know how to teleport, don't you?)" Psyduck (Ash) asked.
"(Yeah, mommy taught me how to control my psycic powers.)" Togetic said proudly.
"(That's great. . . listen, could you pretty please teleport those pancakes down to me? This food could kill.)" Psyduck (Ash) said.
"(Don't talk about my mommy's food like that! Or I'll break your beak!)" Togetic yelled angerly. Psyduck (Ash) backed away a little, but did not give up.
"(C'mon, Togetic! You'll be doing all of us here a favor. You don't wanna know what kinda problems I will have if I eat this.)" Psyduck (Ash) said. "(You can get all this food if you help me)"
"(NO!)"
Psyduck (Ash) sweatdropped, Pokémon did apparently take after their trainer's personality. He realized that if he didn't want to try to glue his beak back together he should just try to get the pancakes himself.
Ash went to the table and looked up, "I could do the same thing I did to get the chocolates." He thought and started to pull down the tablecloth. With a crash the pancakes fell down to the floor, since the plate they were on broke. Psyduck (Ash) took the pancakes and ran away from the kitchen like no other Psyduck has run before.
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"Psyduck, get your lazy ass back here!" Misty yelled annoyed at Psyduck (Ash) who was sitting on a bench across the room.
"(I'm hungry.)" he wined.
"Hungry?! You ate pancakes for breakfast!" Misty yelled,
"(Three pancakes! Who gets satisfied with three pancakes?!)" he mumled to himself.
Misty leaned against the wall and waited another five minutes, stamping her foot. She looked down at the water as if she was waiting for something else to show up. All of a sudden, a huge Gyarados popped out of the water, scaring the crap out of Psyduck (Ash).
"(Aaaaaah!!!!)"
He went up from the bench and ran like an idiot to Misty and hid behind her.
"Thank you, Gyarados." Misty said gladly and returned the big water Pokémon into its Pokéball.
"(I'm fine. . . I'm cool. . . that was just a heart attack, not a big deal.)" Psyduck (Ash) mumled to himself, trying to catch his breath.
"Listen to me, Psyduck. I really wanna make this work and make you one of the strongest Pokémon I'll have in my team. Could you please co-operate?" Misty asked. She sat down on her knees so that she could look straight into his eyes. Psyduck (Ash) nodded slowly, he didn't want to stay as a Psyduck forever.
"Great, we gotta start on your swimming now. Remember the swim moves I taught you last week?" Misty asked kindly.
Psyduck (Ash) gulped, how would he? He hadn't been here last week.
"(. . . no?)" he said slowly.
"What?! We spent hours on that!" Misty burst out frustrated.
"(Hey, you asked.)" he said, shrugging.
Misty stared weirdly at him. Since when did he throw back like that?
"Psyduck? Why are you acting so different?"
"(Waa. . . I'm not acting any different!)" he replied quickly. Misty crossed her arms, not taking her gaze away from him.
"I must say that you remind me alot of Ash." She commented. Psyduck (Ash) sweatdropped, one day and she suspected something already?!
"(Um. . . didn't you say that they had been here for two months and not called you or anything?)" he reminded but quickly regreted when he saw Misty's sad expression and quiet reaction.
"Just forget about it. . . um, let's begin with the training." She said.
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Okey. . . . I should have something to say. . . .um, thanks to you people who've reviewed my story. . . it really made my day =)
Oh, if you wonder why I write Psyduck (Ash). . . I have actually not a clue why I do that =S. I think I do that so that you can be sure of that it is Ash and not Psyduck. . . I'm just a master in confusing myself and other people ^^;;. . . allrighty then, I'll just stop babbling and let you review!