Hellu, everyone!!
It's been a while. I've been burried in homeworks, so I haven't seen my sweet computer in almost a week. But now I'm back!! =)
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Here's chapter 8!
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Misty, Tracey, May and Masato had gone into the living room while Brock had gone down to the aquarium to check on Misty's Pokémon, or more specifically, her Psyduck.
"(Please tell me that you've find an easier way to get this spell stop working.)" Psyduck (Ash) pleaded.
"Well, actually. . . no. But we are here to tell you something very important. This spell will wear off in a week, or so." Brock informed.
"(Really?. . . so I'll have plenty of time dying over a hundred times before I turn to myself again?)" Psyduck (Ash) said sarcasticly.
"Is it that bad?" Brock asked with a faked tone of sympathy.
"(What are you kidding?! She puts me in a machine every morning, God knows for how long, to make me learn how to control my headache!)" Psyduck (Ash) burst out, waving with his paws.
"Wow, so she's using the same strategy Prima used her first years as an Elite-trainer." Brock said thoughtfully.
"( She's k-i-l-l-i-n-g me, Brock!!!. . . and um, I think that she. . . kinda has this. . . um, what d'you call it. . . c-crush on me.)" Psyduck (Ash) said blushing, "(Ash-me, that is.)"
Brock looked down at Psyduck, surprised and shocked. He sat down on his knees and couldn't do nothing but to stare at Psyduck.
"(What?)" Psyduck (Ash) asked, feeling quite uncomfortable at Brock's weird reaction.
"Ash. . . have you become smarter as a Psyduck?" Brock asked calmly.
"(No!. . . I mean, I am smarter than a Psyduck!. . .)" Psyduck (Ash) replied kinda offended.
"How come you've noticed that Misty likes you in a crush-way?" Brock asked.
"(I. . . um. . . waitaminute! Did you know this?!)" Psyduck (Ash) asked shocked.
Brock sighed deeply, "Must feel really weird to have a working brain for once, right?" he said laughing.
"(For how long have you known?!)"
"For how long?. . . gee, tough one. . . um, lessie. . . I've known for about. . . five years." Brock said, pretending to think really hard before he came with the final answer.
"(FIVE YEARS?! And you tell me NOW?!)"
Brock sweatdropped, "You figured it out at last."
"(After reading her diary!)"
"Okey, so you needed a little help to figure it out." Brock said, still very calm.
"( A *little * help?! How do people define a little?! It stood right there, and I quote; I lo - are you enjoying this?)" He asked when he saw that Brock was waiting impatiently for him to finish the sentence.
"Yes, I'm enjoying this very much. I've waited five years for this so please continue." Brock said.
"(Why didn't you tell me earlier?!)" Psyduck (Ash) asked.
"I've heard that Tracey gave you plen-ty of hints which means that Misty must've done something so that Tracey could notice which means that you are a very dense person who has become smarter as a Psyduck." Brock babbled.
"(I am smarter than a Psyduck and she has not done anything to make me think that she could like me m-more than a friend!)" Psyduck (Ash) said, almost swallowing the last frase.
"Oh-key, I think I just prooved my point." Brock said.
"(Wha?. . . she hasn't done anything!)"
"Okey." Brock replied.
"(I swear! She hasn't!)" Psyduck (Ash) insisted.
"If you say so."
"( Dooooon't agree with me!!!. . . It's so darned annoying when I'm trying to have a discussion here and all you say is, "okey", "you're right". . . gaaaah!!! I'm getting a head-destroying headache!!!!)" Psyduck (Ash) burst out frustrated.
"Calm down, Ash." Brock said with a sigh.
"(Calm down?!?! I swear that when I become myself again I'll turn you into a Golem, make you roll down Mt. Silver right down to the Lake of Rage. . . )" Psyduck (Ash) began angerly.
"Why don't you just say that you'll kill me? That's your point right? I mean, it won't really matter to me how I die since I won't be able to complain after you killed me. So why do you bother?" Brock asked.
Psyduck (Ash) sighed. That was actually a pretty good question. Why did he bother?
"D'you like her?" Brock asked as if it was the most natural question in the world.
Psyduck (Ash) got almost a heart attack and his face turned bright red while he was on his way to reply the question,
"(What?! - no!! - why? What've you heard?!)" he said rapidly. Brock just shook his head, laughing softly to himself.
"You really shouldn't reply like that if Misty ever asks you." He said, still laughing, "Not that I would ever understand why you wouldn't tell her about your feelings for her."
"(Waa?!. . . what feelings?!)" Psyduck (Ash) blurted out, "(Wait! I don't wanna know.)"
"Ash. . . " Brock began when Psyduck (Ash) suddenly put his paws on his head.
"(Aaah! I'm not hearing anything!)" he yelled, walking around.
"Hehe, you'll never grow up." Brock said. Psyduck (Ash) stopped walking around, turned around to face Brock and looked at him with a blank glare.
"(What d'you mean 'never grow up?' I'm very, very grown up for your information.)" Psyduck (Ash) said with his beak up in the air.
All Brock could do was to shook his head, this was actually the first time he really, really realized how thick headed Ash could be.
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Misty put a plate infront of Psyduck (Ash) who was sitting on a pile of books, on a chair. She had decided to let him eat what he wanted as long as he ate the vitamins and stuff he needed. Psyduck (Ash) had agreed, but he had also forgot one tiny detail, Misty's cooking.
He was now looking down at something black, which seemed to have been alive when she'd put it in the oven. Either that or that was the vegetables that she had been frying. At the side of the black clump, there was some kind of white-yellow, sludgy, not eatable stuff.
"What is it, Psyduck?" she asked, when she saw that he wasn't eating.
"(Um. . . what's this?)" he asked carefully, still looking down at the plate while shooking it slowly to see if his food showed any life signs.
"It's mashed potatoes and spiced tofu." Misty replied, gladly.
"(Ermh. . . are you sure?)"
"Of course I'm sure, silly! I read the recipe."
So, what will a hungry young Psyduck do now? "I could try the tofu" he thought. He picked up a piece that wasn't attached to the rest of the clump and put it slowly into his mouth. He closed his mouth and let the piece be in there for a while. He had forgot that he doesn't have any teeth now, so he had to melt the piece before being able to swallow.
A minute or so later, he started to feel the spices. It wouldn't surprise him at all if she had been bathing the tofu pieces in wasabi before burning them.
Tears started to build in his eyes as his temperature rised. He began to run around in the kitchen.
"(Hot, hot, hot!!!)"
As he ran by Misty, she picked him up, sat him on the table and gave him water.
"Why do you have to exaggerate all the time?" Misty asked with a sigh.
"(I do not exaggerate.)" Psyduck (Ash) replied bathing his tongue in cold water.
"You do too." Misty insisted, taking Psyduck's plate from the table.
"(I do not.)"
"Do too."
"(Do not!)
"Yes, you do!"
"(No, I don't!)"
Misty began to laugh softly to herself, shooking her head in disbelief. How could she have sucha childish argument with Psyduck about something so insignificant.
"I'm sorry, Psyduck." She said, still laughing, "God, I think that I'm starting to miss Ash a little too much."
He didn't reply and with the face expression he had now, it seemed to Misty that he was clueless as always.
"You know what? I don't have to wait for him to come here! I know that he's in Pallet Town, I can close the gym for today and head to his place!" she said happily.
If Psyduck (Ash) hadn't got his paw out of his mouth in time, he'd probably swallowed it.
"(W-what?! Why?!)" he burst out in panic.
"Because I want to see Ash again." Misty said easily. She didn't notice how panicked Psyduck seemed to be.
This was not good. . . there was no way to explain why real-Ash wasn't in Pallet town when everyone else was.
She went out of the kitchen and out to the lobby. Psyduck (Ash) jumped off the table and ran after her.
"(Misty! Wait!. . . )" he came into the lobby and saw that she was putting her Pokéballs into her bag.
"(Why don't you wait another, three days?)" Psyduck (Ash) asked carefully.
Misty looked down at him, "Why would I do that?" she asked.
"(Be-cause. . . um, what if he's planning on surprising you?)"
"Why would he do that?" Misty asked, resting her hands on her hips.
"(I dunno. . . )" he replied thoughtfully.
"Let's go, Psyduck." She said as she turned to the exit. She was just about to take a step when she felt something around her right ankle. She looked down and saw Psyduck lie there with a grip around her ankle.
"Psyduck, what are you doing?"
"(Just three more days. . . )" he pleaded.
"I really don't understand you." She said with a sigh, "But okey. . . I guess I could wait another three days." She was about to add something when the phone started to ring.
"Ring, ring, ring! Ring, ring, ring! Phonecall, phonecall!"
She went to the phone, dragging Psyduck with her. She picked up the receiver and on the screen it said, "Voice only".
"Cerulean Gym, this is Misty Waterflower speaking." Psyduck (Ash) looked up at her and tried to hear who was on the other line.
"Hi!. . . What a surprise! How come you're calling me?" Misty asked.
He could tell that the person on the other line was male, but he couldn't recognize the voice.
"Sure, when?. . . yeah, I'll be here all day. Okey. . . cya then!" Misty said and hung up.
"(Who was it?)" Psyduck (Ash) asked.
"No one."
Ugh, that was one of many things that could annoy him. How can you answer that no one called when the person/Pokémon/whatever who asked, knows that someone did call?!
Misty went into the swim rink, dragging Psyduck after her. "You can let go of my ankle now, Psyduck."
"(Who called?)" he asked.
"No one special." Misty replied as she opened a hidden box in the wall. She pushed a red button and blue boards came out of each side of the swimming pool. The boards met in the middle, creating a floor over the swimming pool.
"(What are you going to do?)" Psyduck (Ash) asked, standing up.
"Honestly, I don't know. But the person who called said that he needed a big room and this is pretty big, right?" Misty replied.
"(C'mon, tell me who called!)" Psyduck (Ash) pleaded, jumping up and down.
"No." Misty said smiling.
"(Why not?)"
"Because you want to know." Misty said.
Psyduck (Ash) sighed, well, all he could do now was to wait for this person to show up.
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Who is this mysterious person?? Could it be someone Ash knows?? And will he turn back into himself soon???
I can't come up with more questions so, I'll leave it here =P. The next chapter will be up soon, hopefully =).
The biggest hug to all you reviewers out there!!!
Byebye!!!
It's been a while. I've been burried in homeworks, so I haven't seen my sweet computer in almost a week. But now I'm back!! =)
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Here's chapter 8!
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Misty, Tracey, May and Masato had gone into the living room while Brock had gone down to the aquarium to check on Misty's Pokémon, or more specifically, her Psyduck.
"(Please tell me that you've find an easier way to get this spell stop working.)" Psyduck (Ash) pleaded.
"Well, actually. . . no. But we are here to tell you something very important. This spell will wear off in a week, or so." Brock informed.
"(Really?. . . so I'll have plenty of time dying over a hundred times before I turn to myself again?)" Psyduck (Ash) said sarcasticly.
"Is it that bad?" Brock asked with a faked tone of sympathy.
"(What are you kidding?! She puts me in a machine every morning, God knows for how long, to make me learn how to control my headache!)" Psyduck (Ash) burst out, waving with his paws.
"Wow, so she's using the same strategy Prima used her first years as an Elite-trainer." Brock said thoughtfully.
"( She's k-i-l-l-i-n-g me, Brock!!!. . . and um, I think that she. . . kinda has this. . . um, what d'you call it. . . c-crush on me.)" Psyduck (Ash) said blushing, "(Ash-me, that is.)"
Brock looked down at Psyduck, surprised and shocked. He sat down on his knees and couldn't do nothing but to stare at Psyduck.
"(What?)" Psyduck (Ash) asked, feeling quite uncomfortable at Brock's weird reaction.
"Ash. . . have you become smarter as a Psyduck?" Brock asked calmly.
"(No!. . . I mean, I am smarter than a Psyduck!. . .)" Psyduck (Ash) replied kinda offended.
"How come you've noticed that Misty likes you in a crush-way?" Brock asked.
"(I. . . um. . . waitaminute! Did you know this?!)" Psyduck (Ash) asked shocked.
Brock sighed deeply, "Must feel really weird to have a working brain for once, right?" he said laughing.
"(For how long have you known?!)"
"For how long?. . . gee, tough one. . . um, lessie. . . I've known for about. . . five years." Brock said, pretending to think really hard before he came with the final answer.
"(FIVE YEARS?! And you tell me NOW?!)"
Brock sweatdropped, "You figured it out at last."
"(After reading her diary!)"
"Okey, so you needed a little help to figure it out." Brock said, still very calm.
"( A *little * help?! How do people define a little?! It stood right there, and I quote; I lo - are you enjoying this?)" He asked when he saw that Brock was waiting impatiently for him to finish the sentence.
"Yes, I'm enjoying this very much. I've waited five years for this so please continue." Brock said.
"(Why didn't you tell me earlier?!)" Psyduck (Ash) asked.
"I've heard that Tracey gave you plen-ty of hints which means that Misty must've done something so that Tracey could notice which means that you are a very dense person who has become smarter as a Psyduck." Brock babbled.
"(I am smarter than a Psyduck and she has not done anything to make me think that she could like me m-more than a friend!)" Psyduck (Ash) said, almost swallowing the last frase.
"Oh-key, I think I just prooved my point." Brock said.
"(Wha?. . . she hasn't done anything!)"
"Okey." Brock replied.
"(I swear! She hasn't!)" Psyduck (Ash) insisted.
"If you say so."
"( Dooooon't agree with me!!!. . . It's so darned annoying when I'm trying to have a discussion here and all you say is, "okey", "you're right". . . gaaaah!!! I'm getting a head-destroying headache!!!!)" Psyduck (Ash) burst out frustrated.
"Calm down, Ash." Brock said with a sigh.
"(Calm down?!?! I swear that when I become myself again I'll turn you into a Golem, make you roll down Mt. Silver right down to the Lake of Rage. . . )" Psyduck (Ash) began angerly.
"Why don't you just say that you'll kill me? That's your point right? I mean, it won't really matter to me how I die since I won't be able to complain after you killed me. So why do you bother?" Brock asked.
Psyduck (Ash) sighed. That was actually a pretty good question. Why did he bother?
"D'you like her?" Brock asked as if it was the most natural question in the world.
Psyduck (Ash) got almost a heart attack and his face turned bright red while he was on his way to reply the question,
"(What?! - no!! - why? What've you heard?!)" he said rapidly. Brock just shook his head, laughing softly to himself.
"You really shouldn't reply like that if Misty ever asks you." He said, still laughing, "Not that I would ever understand why you wouldn't tell her about your feelings for her."
"(Waa?!. . . what feelings?!)" Psyduck (Ash) blurted out, "(Wait! I don't wanna know.)"
"Ash. . . " Brock began when Psyduck (Ash) suddenly put his paws on his head.
"(Aaah! I'm not hearing anything!)" he yelled, walking around.
"Hehe, you'll never grow up." Brock said. Psyduck (Ash) stopped walking around, turned around to face Brock and looked at him with a blank glare.
"(What d'you mean 'never grow up?' I'm very, very grown up for your information.)" Psyduck (Ash) said with his beak up in the air.
All Brock could do was to shook his head, this was actually the first time he really, really realized how thick headed Ash could be.
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Misty put a plate infront of Psyduck (Ash) who was sitting on a pile of books, on a chair. She had decided to let him eat what he wanted as long as he ate the vitamins and stuff he needed. Psyduck (Ash) had agreed, but he had also forgot one tiny detail, Misty's cooking.
He was now looking down at something black, which seemed to have been alive when she'd put it in the oven. Either that or that was the vegetables that she had been frying. At the side of the black clump, there was some kind of white-yellow, sludgy, not eatable stuff.
"What is it, Psyduck?" she asked, when she saw that he wasn't eating.
"(Um. . . what's this?)" he asked carefully, still looking down at the plate while shooking it slowly to see if his food showed any life signs.
"It's mashed potatoes and spiced tofu." Misty replied, gladly.
"(Ermh. . . are you sure?)"
"Of course I'm sure, silly! I read the recipe."
So, what will a hungry young Psyduck do now? "I could try the tofu" he thought. He picked up a piece that wasn't attached to the rest of the clump and put it slowly into his mouth. He closed his mouth and let the piece be in there for a while. He had forgot that he doesn't have any teeth now, so he had to melt the piece before being able to swallow.
A minute or so later, he started to feel the spices. It wouldn't surprise him at all if she had been bathing the tofu pieces in wasabi before burning them.
Tears started to build in his eyes as his temperature rised. He began to run around in the kitchen.
"(Hot, hot, hot!!!)"
As he ran by Misty, she picked him up, sat him on the table and gave him water.
"Why do you have to exaggerate all the time?" Misty asked with a sigh.
"(I do not exaggerate.)" Psyduck (Ash) replied bathing his tongue in cold water.
"You do too." Misty insisted, taking Psyduck's plate from the table.
"(I do not.)"
"Do too."
"(Do not!)
"Yes, you do!"
"(No, I don't!)"
Misty began to laugh softly to herself, shooking her head in disbelief. How could she have sucha childish argument with Psyduck about something so insignificant.
"I'm sorry, Psyduck." She said, still laughing, "God, I think that I'm starting to miss Ash a little too much."
He didn't reply and with the face expression he had now, it seemed to Misty that he was clueless as always.
"You know what? I don't have to wait for him to come here! I know that he's in Pallet Town, I can close the gym for today and head to his place!" she said happily.
If Psyduck (Ash) hadn't got his paw out of his mouth in time, he'd probably swallowed it.
"(W-what?! Why?!)" he burst out in panic.
"Because I want to see Ash again." Misty said easily. She didn't notice how panicked Psyduck seemed to be.
This was not good. . . there was no way to explain why real-Ash wasn't in Pallet town when everyone else was.
She went out of the kitchen and out to the lobby. Psyduck (Ash) jumped off the table and ran after her.
"(Misty! Wait!. . . )" he came into the lobby and saw that she was putting her Pokéballs into her bag.
"(Why don't you wait another, three days?)" Psyduck (Ash) asked carefully.
Misty looked down at him, "Why would I do that?" she asked.
"(Be-cause. . . um, what if he's planning on surprising you?)"
"Why would he do that?" Misty asked, resting her hands on her hips.
"(I dunno. . . )" he replied thoughtfully.
"Let's go, Psyduck." She said as she turned to the exit. She was just about to take a step when she felt something around her right ankle. She looked down and saw Psyduck lie there with a grip around her ankle.
"Psyduck, what are you doing?"
"(Just three more days. . . )" he pleaded.
"I really don't understand you." She said with a sigh, "But okey. . . I guess I could wait another three days." She was about to add something when the phone started to ring.
"Ring, ring, ring! Ring, ring, ring! Phonecall, phonecall!"
She went to the phone, dragging Psyduck with her. She picked up the receiver and on the screen it said, "Voice only".
"Cerulean Gym, this is Misty Waterflower speaking." Psyduck (Ash) looked up at her and tried to hear who was on the other line.
"Hi!. . . What a surprise! How come you're calling me?" Misty asked.
He could tell that the person on the other line was male, but he couldn't recognize the voice.
"Sure, when?. . . yeah, I'll be here all day. Okey. . . cya then!" Misty said and hung up.
"(Who was it?)" Psyduck (Ash) asked.
"No one."
Ugh, that was one of many things that could annoy him. How can you answer that no one called when the person/Pokémon/whatever who asked, knows that someone did call?!
Misty went into the swim rink, dragging Psyduck after her. "You can let go of my ankle now, Psyduck."
"(Who called?)" he asked.
"No one special." Misty replied as she opened a hidden box in the wall. She pushed a red button and blue boards came out of each side of the swimming pool. The boards met in the middle, creating a floor over the swimming pool.
"(What are you going to do?)" Psyduck (Ash) asked, standing up.
"Honestly, I don't know. But the person who called said that he needed a big room and this is pretty big, right?" Misty replied.
"(C'mon, tell me who called!)" Psyduck (Ash) pleaded, jumping up and down.
"No." Misty said smiling.
"(Why not?)"
"Because you want to know." Misty said.
Psyduck (Ash) sighed, well, all he could do now was to wait for this person to show up.
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Who is this mysterious person?? Could it be someone Ash knows?? And will he turn back into himself soon???
I can't come up with more questions so, I'll leave it here =P. The next chapter will be up soon, hopefully =).
The biggest hug to all you reviewers out there!!!
Byebye!!!