Disclaimer: You name it, I don't own it. I think that's obvious.
Thanks to Scarred Dragonia for reviewing. I agree, it is a bit rushed, but there are a couple of reasons I haven't changed that. One, this is a very long story as it is (it was over 100 pages on the computer when I was typing it, before it was completely lost, even off the hard drive, and it wasn't nearly finished then!) and therefore I sacrificed some things, things my brothers or I thought would just be too boring and not necessary to the plot. And two, the wedding is not the main plot of the story. It's sort of setting the stage for the rest. However, the baby is extremely important to the story, which you'll see. And the third and final reason is…a wizard did it. Anything that goes wrong is that darn wizard's fault, not mine!
One other thing I'd like to say is thank you for helping me with the Pokemon as opposed to Digimon/Pokemon thing. I thought that D/P thing couldn't be right, but I remembered finding Pokemon stories under Misc. and then I was looking under the wrong sections and stuff (I guess my brain was on hiatus), so thanks for your help!
Chapter 2: Wedding Plans
Ash, Misty and Pikachu carried stuff outside for the barbecue while Ash's mother talked to Professor Oak.
"Hey! Watch out, Ash! You just bumped into me! It's a good thing I didn't drop these hamburger patties, or else I'd have to hurt you," Misty said jokingly.
"Sorry, Misty. I was just watching my mom and Professor Oak. I'm not sure how I feel about all this. It's really shocking."
"Well, at least you get a new brother or sister, and a new dad."
"I never said I needed or wanted a brother or sister, or a new dad!" Ash retorted. "But…don't tell anyone I said that, okay?"
"Whatever. I'm really excited, even if you aren't. The wedding's gonna be great, and I can't wait for the baby to be born!"
"With my luck, it'll be twins," Ash said. "Just what I'd need. C'mon, let's set this stuff down, already. It's killing me!"
The kids sat at a picnic table and played cards while the food cooked. Gary was outside too, but he'd had to promise to behave and stop being rude.
"He's got two pairs, Misty, jacks and threes," Gary said, looking at Ash's hand. Ash threw down the cards.
"Gary! Why do you have to bother me all the time? What's your problem, anyway?"
"Maybe I just don't want losers in my family!" Gary replied.
"Gary!" Professor Oak, who had heard, scolded. "I'm not going to tell you again!"
Gary shrugged as if to say he didn't care.
"Gary," Ash said quietly, "by 'loser', did you mean me, my mom, or both of us?"
"Well," Gary answered, just loud enough so only Ash could hear, "loser-itis probably runs in families…Ashy-boy."
Ash was enraged. He wanted to punch Gary for insulting his mom, but he'd get in trouble. So he did the next best thing. "Professor!"
"I'm right here, Ash," Professor Oak said. "You don't have to yell."
"Sorry. But Gary called Mom a loser!"
Professor Oak frowned at his grandson. "Gary?"
"Hey, I'm only telling the truth!" Gary said in his defense. "It's not my fault if you want to marry a loser."
"Excuse me for a minute," Professor Oak said to Delia. He pulled Gary to his feet.
"Ow, ow, ow!" Gary yelped as his grandfather pulled him to the house by his ear.
Nobody said anything for a few moments after they were gone, until Misty broke the silence. "Wow," she said, impressed. "I couldn't have done that better myself!"
"Oh, dear," said Delia. "I didn't know there were going to be so many problems. Maybe we should just call the whole thing off."
"You can't do that!" Misty cried. "I wouldn't get to wear a beautiful dress! Oh, and your baby would be a bastard."
"Misty! Don't use that word! It's very rude!" Ash's mom scolded. "Anyway, we wouldn't really call off the wedding so lightly. Maybe Gary will get used to the idea, and perhaps even grow to like me."
They played cards for a few minutes, until Professor Oak came back. Gary wasn't with him. Nobody asked questions, though. They all pretended nothing had happened.
While the kids ate, the adults and Daisy talked about plans for the wedding.
"I was thinking pink for the bridesmaids might be nice," Delia said to Daisy.
"Pink! Oh, how original," Ash muttered sarcastically. He didn't mean to be rude, but he was still a little bit upset by the news.
"Well, Ash, what do you think about yellow, then?" his mom asked.
"You didn't ask what I thought when you decided to get married and get pregnant, now did you?" Ash asked rudely.
Everyone stared at him. Ash was never rude to his mother. They were all shocked by his outburst. His mom frowned. "Ash Ketchum, that was a mean thing to say! I'm surprised at you!"
Ash looked at his plate. He was already ashamed of himself. "I'm sorry, Mom. I didn't mean it."
"Well, you should think before you say something. Otherwise, you could hurt someone's feelings." She sighed. "I really don't know about this. If you feel the same way Gary does…"
"No, Mom! I'm fine with it, really!" he said quickly, trying to make her feel better.
She didn't seem to believe him, but she didn't say anything else. Ash tried to eat and not think about the wedding or the baby, but worried thoughts kept coming back. Stop it! He ordered his brain. Everything's gonna be fine. This will be the start of a great new life for me. Won't it?