Ellu, everyone!!
Me suis very happy today and will be happy for many days ahead since Misty's back this Thursday!! * yaaay!! *
Here's chapter 7!!!
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Back in the Cerulean gym, Ash had finished reading a part of Misty's diary and he was now sitting across the room, looking horrorfied at the diary.
"That did not happen. . . I didn't read her diary. . . waa! What should I do?!" he thought panicked.
All his panickness did suddenly turn into anger and frustration.
"What the hell have I done to deserve this?! I. . . if there's a god up there watching me, give me some kinda sign, please!!" he pleaded mentally. How in the world would he be able to face her when he knew this, without turning bright red?
What would she do if she ever found out that he had read her diary??
He looked around in the room and saw a paper bag. An idea popped into his head. . .well, that's what he thought it was. Psyduck (Ash) went to it and looked at it.
It could work. . . it usually works for cartoons. He crawled into the paper bag and tried to stand up several times.
After a couple of minutes he managed to stand up. The plan? Try to hide so Misty wouldn't be able to find him and if she didn't, he wouldn't have to face her for a while. Okey, he had made it to the door, he was out of the bedroom. So far so good. . . no! Was that footsteps he heard?
It was, Misty was on her way up. "Damn!.. . .stay cool, you're dressed as a paper bag, she won't notice you."
Misty went up the stairs, carrying Psyduck's food bowl and as she was on her way to her room she saw the paper bag stand by the door to her room with big duck feets sticking out of it.
She just stood there, watching the paper bag and waiting for it to do something. A couple of seconds later, the "paper-bag", started to move slowly. It walked along the wall, step by step, until it went straight into a desk, tipping over a vase.
Misty put down the bowl and ran rapidly towards the desk. She got the vase before it hit the floor.
"Psyduck! Be careful! One plate, a vase and now this one?! Pretend that porslaine is very delicate and will break if it falls down to the floor." she said warningly as she put the vase back ti its right spot.
*gulp *, how did she know that it was him?
"Hallo?" someone called from the lobby.
"Whatever you're up to, Psyduck, we'll have to talk about it later." Misty said before she went downstairs. Psyduck (Ash) nodded slowly, still sitting in his paper bag, blushing.
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Misty was on her way into the lobby. She saw a brown-haired girl, wearing red clothes and there was a little boy standing beside her. A new challenger, perhaps? Or maybe tourists? While entering the lobby she saw Pikachu, Brock and Tracey.
"Pikachupi!" Pikachu said happily as she jumped up to Misty's embrace.
"Hi, Pikachu!" Misty said both surprised and extremly happily as she hugged the yellow, cuddly, little creature.
Gently, she put Pikachu back into the floor, "Hi, Brock!" she greeted happily and gave him a hug.
"I thought that you had forgot me, Tracey." Misty said and gave him a hug too.
"Naa, there has been alot to deal with at the lab, that's all." Tracey said.
"So, um, where's Ash?" Misty asked.
"He is. . . " Brock began.
". . . sick. . . "
". . . grounded. . . "
". . . with his mom. . . " Tracey, May and Masato answered in choir.
"Oh-key.. . . so he's really busy with other words." Misty said, raising an eyebrow. It got quiet for a while.
"Oh! I almost forgot. . . I'm May and this is my little brother Masato and we are both travelling with Ash and Brock." May said reaching out her hand.
"Is that so?" Misty said, shaking hands with May. A new girl travelling with Ash? That was just typical, just when Ash is supposed to mature he starts to travel with some other girl, who probably has a crush on him. Misty couldn't stop waves of jelousy wash over her, as they did she couldn't stop feeling stupid for jumping to conclusions just because there was a girl around him. In the morning. All day. During night too. . . . Misty tried to shook off her jelousy but did not entirely succeed.
"What brings you up here?" she asked.
"Um. . . I wanted to, um. . . if it's okey with you, sketch your Gyarados and they wanted to come too, so. . . " Tracey said. Misty nodded slowly. They felt that there should be a stronger reason so Brock said,
"And May wants to challenge you on a battle."
"What?!" May, Masato and Tracey burst out. Masato pulled Brock down and said in a low voice,
"She can't battle!"
"Well, in that case, follow me into the arena." Misty said smiling and started walking into the swim rink.
May walked slowly and pulled Brock backwards so that he would walk next to her. "What is wrong with you?! I can't battle! I've only done competitions!" She said.
"Don't you think that the excuse Tracey came with is a little lame. This makes sense." Brock said.
"Until she sees that I can't battle whatsoever!" May yelled.
"Oh, c'mon. It's not even a real battle." Tracey said, encouraging.
"*sigh*, what type of Pokémon does she use?" May sighed.
"Water." Brock and Tracey said in choir.
"So I can't even use Torchic, and he's practically the only one with battle experince!" May said frustrated, "Hey, d'you think I can use Ash's Pikachu?"
"There's only one way to find out." Brock said.
"Pikachu!" May called. Pikachu turned around and went towards them with Masato right behind her.
"(What?)" she asked and looked questionly at them.
"Pikachu, could you pretty please battle with me?" May pleaded.
"May, you can't use Pikachu." Masato said.
"Why not?"
"Hey! Are you coming?" Misty asked.
"Please, Pikachu?" May continued pleading.
"(Sorry, Kachu. I don't battle against Pikachupi unless Pikapi tells me to.)" Pikachu said. May went to her side of the battle field and sighed deeply, "I can do this."
"This is a three against three battle, there's no time limitation and if you win against me you'll recieve a Cascade badge."
" Hey, May! You have a Roselia, remember?" Masato called from the side of the battle field.
"Roselia, go!" May yelled as she took out a Super Ball and threw it, letting out a Roselia.
"Dewgong, go!"
"Dewgong?" May asked herself, trying to remind herself about that Pokémon.
"May! Wake up! This is a battle!" Masato yelled, making Brock, Tracey and Pikachu sweatdrop.
"Uh, yeah, right. Um, Roselia. . . wine whip?" May said, mentally telling herself that it didn't matter if the move was cool or beautiful in a battle.
Roselia used her wine whip but Misty's Dewgong was too fast. It dived under water and appeared behind Roselia.
"Dewgong, ice beam!"
"This is not good." Brock mumled. Dewgong fired an ice beam, making Roselia fly from her floating madrass and hitting the water.
"No! Roselia!"
"Tackle." Misty said as Dewgong started to swim towards it.
"DAMMIT MAY! DON'T JUST STAND THERE! DO SOMETHING!" Masato yelled, but got pulled back by Brock who was holding his hand over Masato's mouth.
"Hey, you promised me that you wouldn't use that d-word, remember?" Brock said quietly. It was so annoying that small kids remembers stuff they shouldn't. Masato had been present when Brock got furious over that the washmachine in Lilycove City's Pokémon Center didn't want to co-operate, so huge Politoeds started to jump out of his mouth. He made Masato promise to not use all the cuss-words he had said until he turned eighteen.
Roselia had been defeated, "Roselia, return."
"Which Pokémon should I use?" May thought, "Wait a minute! Now I know! Dewgong is a ice-type, I can use my Torchic!"
"Torchic, go!"
"What's she doing?!" Tracey asked horrorfied.
"Dewgong, return. Corsola, go!" Misty let out her Corsola that appeared with a cry.
"Torchic, use your flamethrower!"
"Corsola, go under water." Misty said. Corsola dodged the attack and right before she got up from under water, Misty said,
"Hydro pump!" Water came out from Corsola's mouth and from her branches, totally soaking Torchic into its very soul.
"Great, two KO's." Masato said falling back into his seat.
"Torchic, return."
"If you wanna use two Pokémon, please go ahead." Misty said.
"Beautifly, Skitty, go!" May said, releasing the two Pokémon. She glanced angerly at Misty, what's the point of taking this so serious?!
"Corsola, return. Gyarados, go!" Misty said.
Gyarados appeared with a roar, scaring the crap outta May's two Pokémon.
"Oh my god." Masato said under his breath. Tracey took out his sketch pad outta nowhere and started to sketch Misty's Gyarados.
"First time you see a Gyarados?" Tracey asked.
"Not really. It's just the first time I see a tame Gyarados and it seems to be in a very good shape." Masato replied.
"Beautifly, poison powder! Skitty, quick attack!"
"Gyarados, under water." Misty said calmly. She didn't know if she could really believe that May was a Pokémon trainer. And if she was, she had done very little training during her time as one.
"Why do I miss all the time?!" May said frustrated.
"Gyarados, hyper beam." Misty said.
"Oh boy." Masato, Brock and Tracey said, tensing up all over. Gyarados went up from underneath the water, roaring. Yellow light started to form inside his mouth.
"She's not reacting." Masato said shooking his head. And there it went, Gyarados had just used his Hyper Beam attack on May's Pokémon, knocking them out.
"I lost."
"Great job, Gyarados!" Misty said proudly, returning her Pokémon into his Pokéball.
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Wow, May had been totally beaten. Ash just had to challenge Misty when he turned back into himself. That would be really good training before the Hoenn League. He walked into the swim rink and watched Masato, Brock, Tracey and Pikachu walk down to May.
Misty turned around and saw that Psyduck was there.
"Hey, Psyduck! Feeling better?" she asked kindly. Oh lord. . . what did she mean by that? Did she suspect anything?
"Of course she doesn't, stupid. Stop being so paranoid." He thought angerly.
"(Uh, yeah. . . I um, feel better.)" he replied nervously. All the others saw that he was in the room and went to him. Pikachu ran towards him and yelled,
"Pikapi!"
"Pikapi?" Misty asked, "Don't you call Ash that?"
"Well, um. . . it has been proved that. . . eh, Pikapi also means. . . " Tracey looked at the others, waiting for them to come up with something.
"In a scientific meaning, "Pikapi" is the so called word Pikachus around the world use to express some kind of sillyness but still maintain some kind of respect to the Pikachu or any kind of biological life that is known under this name." Masato said calmly.
Everyone glanced at him weirdly.
"Yeah, exactly." Tracey agreed. Misty giggled, "So, Pikachu has been calling Ash stupid all these years?"
Psyduck looked at her somewhat angry, who was she calling stupid?!
"Kinda." Brock said, "Hey, would you mind if I checked your Pokémon?"
"No, absolutely not." Misty said smiling, " You can go down to the aquarium,"
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Yes, I know, it's a very wacky ending but that's what you'll get for now =P.
The next chapter will be up soon, I promise.
Wellish, I don't have much more to say. And I guess that all of you know what to do after reading a chapter here, right??
;-)
Bye, bye, y'all!!!
Me suis very happy today and will be happy for many days ahead since Misty's back this Thursday!! * yaaay!! *
Here's chapter 7!!!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Back in the Cerulean gym, Ash had finished reading a part of Misty's diary and he was now sitting across the room, looking horrorfied at the diary.
"That did not happen. . . I didn't read her diary. . . waa! What should I do?!" he thought panicked.
All his panickness did suddenly turn into anger and frustration.
"What the hell have I done to deserve this?! I. . . if there's a god up there watching me, give me some kinda sign, please!!" he pleaded mentally. How in the world would he be able to face her when he knew this, without turning bright red?
What would she do if she ever found out that he had read her diary??
He looked around in the room and saw a paper bag. An idea popped into his head. . .well, that's what he thought it was. Psyduck (Ash) went to it and looked at it.
It could work. . . it usually works for cartoons. He crawled into the paper bag and tried to stand up several times.
After a couple of minutes he managed to stand up. The plan? Try to hide so Misty wouldn't be able to find him and if she didn't, he wouldn't have to face her for a while. Okey, he had made it to the door, he was out of the bedroom. So far so good. . . no! Was that footsteps he heard?
It was, Misty was on her way up. "Damn!.. . .stay cool, you're dressed as a paper bag, she won't notice you."
Misty went up the stairs, carrying Psyduck's food bowl and as she was on her way to her room she saw the paper bag stand by the door to her room with big duck feets sticking out of it.
She just stood there, watching the paper bag and waiting for it to do something. A couple of seconds later, the "paper-bag", started to move slowly. It walked along the wall, step by step, until it went straight into a desk, tipping over a vase.
Misty put down the bowl and ran rapidly towards the desk. She got the vase before it hit the floor.
"Psyduck! Be careful! One plate, a vase and now this one?! Pretend that porslaine is very delicate and will break if it falls down to the floor." she said warningly as she put the vase back ti its right spot.
*gulp *, how did she know that it was him?
"Hallo?" someone called from the lobby.
"Whatever you're up to, Psyduck, we'll have to talk about it later." Misty said before she went downstairs. Psyduck (Ash) nodded slowly, still sitting in his paper bag, blushing.
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Misty was on her way into the lobby. She saw a brown-haired girl, wearing red clothes and there was a little boy standing beside her. A new challenger, perhaps? Or maybe tourists? While entering the lobby she saw Pikachu, Brock and Tracey.
"Pikachupi!" Pikachu said happily as she jumped up to Misty's embrace.
"Hi, Pikachu!" Misty said both surprised and extremly happily as she hugged the yellow, cuddly, little creature.
Gently, she put Pikachu back into the floor, "Hi, Brock!" she greeted happily and gave him a hug.
"I thought that you had forgot me, Tracey." Misty said and gave him a hug too.
"Naa, there has been alot to deal with at the lab, that's all." Tracey said.
"So, um, where's Ash?" Misty asked.
"He is. . . " Brock began.
". . . sick. . . "
". . . grounded. . . "
". . . with his mom. . . " Tracey, May and Masato answered in choir.
"Oh-key.. . . so he's really busy with other words." Misty said, raising an eyebrow. It got quiet for a while.
"Oh! I almost forgot. . . I'm May and this is my little brother Masato and we are both travelling with Ash and Brock." May said reaching out her hand.
"Is that so?" Misty said, shaking hands with May. A new girl travelling with Ash? That was just typical, just when Ash is supposed to mature he starts to travel with some other girl, who probably has a crush on him. Misty couldn't stop waves of jelousy wash over her, as they did she couldn't stop feeling stupid for jumping to conclusions just because there was a girl around him. In the morning. All day. During night too. . . . Misty tried to shook off her jelousy but did not entirely succeed.
"What brings you up here?" she asked.
"Um. . . I wanted to, um. . . if it's okey with you, sketch your Gyarados and they wanted to come too, so. . . " Tracey said. Misty nodded slowly. They felt that there should be a stronger reason so Brock said,
"And May wants to challenge you on a battle."
"What?!" May, Masato and Tracey burst out. Masato pulled Brock down and said in a low voice,
"She can't battle!"
"Well, in that case, follow me into the arena." Misty said smiling and started walking into the swim rink.
May walked slowly and pulled Brock backwards so that he would walk next to her. "What is wrong with you?! I can't battle! I've only done competitions!" She said.
"Don't you think that the excuse Tracey came with is a little lame. This makes sense." Brock said.
"Until she sees that I can't battle whatsoever!" May yelled.
"Oh, c'mon. It's not even a real battle." Tracey said, encouraging.
"*sigh*, what type of Pokémon does she use?" May sighed.
"Water." Brock and Tracey said in choir.
"So I can't even use Torchic, and he's practically the only one with battle experince!" May said frustrated, "Hey, d'you think I can use Ash's Pikachu?"
"There's only one way to find out." Brock said.
"Pikachu!" May called. Pikachu turned around and went towards them with Masato right behind her.
"(What?)" she asked and looked questionly at them.
"Pikachu, could you pretty please battle with me?" May pleaded.
"May, you can't use Pikachu." Masato said.
"Why not?"
"Hey! Are you coming?" Misty asked.
"Please, Pikachu?" May continued pleading.
"(Sorry, Kachu. I don't battle against Pikachupi unless Pikapi tells me to.)" Pikachu said. May went to her side of the battle field and sighed deeply, "I can do this."
"This is a three against three battle, there's no time limitation and if you win against me you'll recieve a Cascade badge."
" Hey, May! You have a Roselia, remember?" Masato called from the side of the battle field.
"Roselia, go!" May yelled as she took out a Super Ball and threw it, letting out a Roselia.
"Dewgong, go!"
"Dewgong?" May asked herself, trying to remind herself about that Pokémon.
"May! Wake up! This is a battle!" Masato yelled, making Brock, Tracey and Pikachu sweatdrop.
"Uh, yeah, right. Um, Roselia. . . wine whip?" May said, mentally telling herself that it didn't matter if the move was cool or beautiful in a battle.
Roselia used her wine whip but Misty's Dewgong was too fast. It dived under water and appeared behind Roselia.
"Dewgong, ice beam!"
"This is not good." Brock mumled. Dewgong fired an ice beam, making Roselia fly from her floating madrass and hitting the water.
"No! Roselia!"
"Tackle." Misty said as Dewgong started to swim towards it.
"DAMMIT MAY! DON'T JUST STAND THERE! DO SOMETHING!" Masato yelled, but got pulled back by Brock who was holding his hand over Masato's mouth.
"Hey, you promised me that you wouldn't use that d-word, remember?" Brock said quietly. It was so annoying that small kids remembers stuff they shouldn't. Masato had been present when Brock got furious over that the washmachine in Lilycove City's Pokémon Center didn't want to co-operate, so huge Politoeds started to jump out of his mouth. He made Masato promise to not use all the cuss-words he had said until he turned eighteen.
Roselia had been defeated, "Roselia, return."
"Which Pokémon should I use?" May thought, "Wait a minute! Now I know! Dewgong is a ice-type, I can use my Torchic!"
"Torchic, go!"
"What's she doing?!" Tracey asked horrorfied.
"Dewgong, return. Corsola, go!" Misty let out her Corsola that appeared with a cry.
"Torchic, use your flamethrower!"
"Corsola, go under water." Misty said. Corsola dodged the attack and right before she got up from under water, Misty said,
"Hydro pump!" Water came out from Corsola's mouth and from her branches, totally soaking Torchic into its very soul.
"Great, two KO's." Masato said falling back into his seat.
"Torchic, return."
"If you wanna use two Pokémon, please go ahead." Misty said.
"Beautifly, Skitty, go!" May said, releasing the two Pokémon. She glanced angerly at Misty, what's the point of taking this so serious?!
"Corsola, return. Gyarados, go!" Misty said.
Gyarados appeared with a roar, scaring the crap outta May's two Pokémon.
"Oh my god." Masato said under his breath. Tracey took out his sketch pad outta nowhere and started to sketch Misty's Gyarados.
"First time you see a Gyarados?" Tracey asked.
"Not really. It's just the first time I see a tame Gyarados and it seems to be in a very good shape." Masato replied.
"Beautifly, poison powder! Skitty, quick attack!"
"Gyarados, under water." Misty said calmly. She didn't know if she could really believe that May was a Pokémon trainer. And if she was, she had done very little training during her time as one.
"Why do I miss all the time?!" May said frustrated.
"Gyarados, hyper beam." Misty said.
"Oh boy." Masato, Brock and Tracey said, tensing up all over. Gyarados went up from underneath the water, roaring. Yellow light started to form inside his mouth.
"She's not reacting." Masato said shooking his head. And there it went, Gyarados had just used his Hyper Beam attack on May's Pokémon, knocking them out.
"I lost."
"Great job, Gyarados!" Misty said proudly, returning her Pokémon into his Pokéball.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Wow, May had been totally beaten. Ash just had to challenge Misty when he turned back into himself. That would be really good training before the Hoenn League. He walked into the swim rink and watched Masato, Brock, Tracey and Pikachu walk down to May.
Misty turned around and saw that Psyduck was there.
"Hey, Psyduck! Feeling better?" she asked kindly. Oh lord. . . what did she mean by that? Did she suspect anything?
"Of course she doesn't, stupid. Stop being so paranoid." He thought angerly.
"(Uh, yeah. . . I um, feel better.)" he replied nervously. All the others saw that he was in the room and went to him. Pikachu ran towards him and yelled,
"Pikapi!"
"Pikapi?" Misty asked, "Don't you call Ash that?"
"Well, um. . . it has been proved that. . . eh, Pikapi also means. . . " Tracey looked at the others, waiting for them to come up with something.
"In a scientific meaning, "Pikapi" is the so called word Pikachus around the world use to express some kind of sillyness but still maintain some kind of respect to the Pikachu or any kind of biological life that is known under this name." Masato said calmly.
Everyone glanced at him weirdly.
"Yeah, exactly." Tracey agreed. Misty giggled, "So, Pikachu has been calling Ash stupid all these years?"
Psyduck looked at her somewhat angry, who was she calling stupid?!
"Kinda." Brock said, "Hey, would you mind if I checked your Pokémon?"
"No, absolutely not." Misty said smiling, " You can go down to the aquarium,"
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Yes, I know, it's a very wacky ending but that's what you'll get for now =P.
The next chapter will be up soon, I promise.
Wellish, I don't have much more to say. And I guess that all of you know what to do after reading a chapter here, right??
;-)
Bye, bye, y'all!!!