Hellu!
It's very late and I don't have much to say since I'm kinda tired and when I'm tired I can't think properly =P.
Well, here's chapter 2!
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Later.
"Ash, would you please let it go?! I didn't cuss at you in another language!" Misty said, very annoyed.
"If you didn't cuss, why don't you tell me what it meant?" he asked.
"Oh, dammit! It means "Ocean soup"." Misty said.
"You mean, I payed 20 dollars for a darn soup bowl filled with salt water and desgusting red things?!" Ash burst out.
"It was over 3 years ago, Ash!" Misty said raising her voice.
"Excuse me." A waitor, who looked extremly familiar said.
"What?!" both yelled and made Pikachu run underneath the table.
"Could I take your order?" the waitor asked and looked around, it seemed that he was looking for something. But both Ash and Misty were too annoyed to notice that.
"We haven't even got the menues yet." Misty said.
"Oh, well, here you are." The waitor said, looked around once again and disappeared. Ash opened that meny and sighed deeply, "Why do they name the food in other languages?" he asked frustrated.
"'cause maybe they think that the customers know something about what kind of food they serve here, and before you start complaining, mr. Pokémon Master, right under the food's name, it says what the meal contains." Misty said.
"Yeah, very easy to read this when it's all written in russian." Ash said.
"My god, you're unbelieveable. . . Ash, you're keeping the menu upsidedown." Misty said and turned his meny so he could read it..
"Oh.." he said and blushed. Suddenly, the waitor turns up from nowhere,
"Can I take your order?" he asked with his dark voice, both Ash and Misty were looking down at their menues so they didn't notice that he, once again, was looking for something or someone.
"Are you competing in the league?" the waitor asked.
"Me?" Ash asked.
"Yes." The waitor replied shortly.
"Yeah, I'm competing in the league." Ash said proudly.
"You don't happen to bring your Pokémon?" the waitor asked.
"No, I didn't bring them." Ash said.
"Why are you wondering?" Misty asked.
"Well. . . um. . . because, Pokémon are not allowed in the restaurant." The waitor finally said. He went away fastly from their table. Ash was just about to get up, when Misty stopped him.
"Where are you going?" she asked.
"I have Pikachu with me, I can't stay here." Ash said.
"Yes, you can! Didn't you see how he hesitated when I asked. Sit down!" she ordered. Ash sat down, and Pikachu was having fun with his shoes. She was untieing them and after that she tried to pull out the twines out of their place.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
After the meal. . .
Misty and Pikachu went out while Ash tripped out of the restaurant, since Pikachu had tied his two shoes together and Ash hadn't notice. Misty started to laugh when she saw that Ash grabbed a tablecloth making a plate with alot of spagetti fly onto a poor old lady as Ash fell onto the floor, cursing. Three waitors had run to the old lady to help her get the plate and all of the spagetti away, making it even worse. Ash tried to stand up and when he finally did, he turned around, accidently pushing a waitor who was balancing a tray with three big glasses on it. The waitor tried to keep the glasses on the tray but failed and spilled all the liquid on a bald man.
"I'm so sorry!" the waitor apologized, picking up the glasses and glared angerly at Ash who still couldn't stand still. Misty tried to stop laughing and went into the restaurant with Pikachu on her shoulder.
"Ash, let's get out before everyone in here tries to kill you." Misty said laughing.
"What do you think I've been trying to do?!" he asked as he bent down and untied his shoes. Misty dragged him outta of the restaurant as he said sorry to all the people who was starring at him, which was everyone.
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Somewhere in Ever Grande City. . .
"Where has he gone to now?" Brock mumled to himself. Brock and May had been walking around, searching for Ash.
"Torchic, can't you find them?" May asked her fire Pokémon.
"Torchic!" Torchic said and looked around. She started to run and Brock and May went after her. She stopped by a Pokémon Center and started to jump.
"What is it, Torchic?" May asked.
"Torchiic!" Torchic said and pointed at a little yellow thing. Brock bend down and picked it up.
"Could be from Pikachu's fur," he said and looked at it, "Or from something else." He looked around and saw that Tracey was walking into the Pokémon Center they were standing next to.
"Hey! Look!" Brock said.
"What?" May asked and looked around.
"Tracey went just into that Pokémon Center!" Brock said, "C'mon, let's go!" he added and started to walk rapidly towards the Pokémon Center.
"Who?" May asked confused.
They went into the Pokémon Center, seeing that Tracey went into the cafeteria, so they followed him. Tracey sat down by a table with a cup of coffee and yawned.
"Hey, Tracey!" Brock greeted and sat down infront of him along with May. "Remember me?." Brock asked.
"Hey, Brock!. . .what are you doing out at this time of day?" he asked.
"We're looking for Ash." Brock said.
"I'm May." May said when she saw Tracey's questioning gaze.
"I'm Tracey, nice to meet you." He said and shook her hand. He looked back at Brock, "I don't know where he is now, but Misty went out with him and Pikachu." Tracey said and yawned again.
"Do you happen to know where they were going?" May asked.
"Nope, I just know that they were going to eat. So either they are in a fast food restaurant with a very pissed off Misty or they are in the most elagant restaurant in town where they could hardly afford water." Tracey said, "Or they could be somewhere in between." He added.
"I thought that he had just gone out for a walk." May said.
"Well, please, excuse me, but I'm exhausted. Nice to see you again, Brock. May, guess we'll be seeing eachother again. . . g'night." Tracey said and went up from the table, taking his coffee with him up to his room.
"Good night." Brock and May said before he went from the table.
"Well, we better go back to the cottage." Brock sighed.
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A little later . . . .
Ash, Misty and Pikachu were walking through the city as a cold, night breeze flew through the city. Misty embraced herself and began to shiver, Ash looked at her and then asked,
"D'you wanna borrow my sweater?"
Misty looked suprised at him, "What?"
"Um. . . d'you wanna borrow my sweater?" he repeated.
"Are you serious?" she asked. Ash started to get nervous, why did she make sucha big deal? "I think so." he said.
"Won't you be cold, then?"
"Naa. . ." he replied.
"Okey." She said smiling. Both stopped walking and Pikachu jumped to Misty's shoulder so Ash could take his sweater off. After he'd done that, he gave it to Misty as Pikachu jumped back to his shoulder and Misty put the sweater on.
"Thanks." She said.
"No prob..um, where are you staying during the tournament?" he asked.
"At the Pokémon center that's somwhere in the middle of this town."
"That far away? I'm in the cottage that's almost closest to the biggest Stadium." Ash said.
"Well, you won't have to worry to get late." Misty teased.
"For your information I haven't arrived late since. . um, sometime last week, I think." Ash said as an attempt to defend himself.
"So, do you know on which field you're gonna battle in?" Misty asked.
"Nope, it's different here. I get to know on which field I'll battle on half hour before I enter the stadium and I won't get to see my opponent until I enter the stadium." Ash explained.
"What Pokémon are you going to use?" Misty asked.
"Well, I will use Pikachu, and I'll call prof. Oak and ask him if he can send me Bayleef and I dunno which my third Pokémon will be.I can't decide. But I do know that I will use Treecko in my second battle along with Pikachu." Ash said.
"Aren't you going to use three Pokémon in every battle before the semi- finals?" Misty asked surprised.
"Not really, first I'll have three battles and one of them, the second one, will be a two-against-two battle. One of the semi-finals will be two- against-two, but the final battle is just a regular one. Except that the winner becomes a champion." Ash said.
"Seems like someone's been studying." Misty said teasingly.
They had reached the Pokémon Center where Misty stayed during the tournament.
"Well, here's where I'm staying." She said. Ash nodded slowly, they both got quiet, wondering who would go first and Pikachu got the feeling that the two humans wouldn't do anything so,
"Pikapi, pikachu pi!" she said.
"Oh, yeah.um, so.g'night, Misty." He said and looked down.
"G'night, Ash." She said. A few seconds later she gave him a quick kiss on his mouth, making him look up rapidly, blushing.
"See you, tomorrow." She said and went into the Pokémon Center, leaving Ash starring at nothing,
"Um, well. . .eh. . yeah." he said as a reply to what she had said. He wasn't moving and Pikachu was getting impatient.
"Pikapi?" she said, no reaction, "Pikapi!" she yelled into his ear, still no reaction.
"Pi.ka.chu!" Pikachu said as a bolt of electricity went through her cheeks and shocked Ash.
"AAAAAH! PIKACHU KNOCK IT OFF!" he yelled as he practically got toasted by Pikachu's thunderbolt, "What was that for?!" he asked as he got up.
"Pikchupi, kachu ka, pika! (You spaced out!)" Pikachu said.
"I did not, I was just thinking!" Ash protested as he began to walk away from the Pokémon Center.
"Chu pika chu pi (like that would explain everything)." Pikachu mumled quietly to herself, giggling.
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Misty was walking happily up the stairs to her room. She opened the door carefully, the room she entered was dark, she looked after the switch and it took her a while to find it. When she finally found the switch she entered the little kitchen that was next to the living room, no one there. She entered one of the rooms and saw that Tracey was sleeping peacefully in his bed. She sat at the side of the bed and shook him,
"Tracey!" she said. Tracey mumled something and turned around, "Wake up!"
"Let me sleep!" he said and pushed her from his bed. She fell with a muffled sound down to the floor.
"Dammit Tracey! Wake up! I have something really cool to say!" she said and got back up to side of his bed. He just threw the covers over his head and went back to sleep. Misty got up, back into the kitchen and filled a little can with ice cold water. She went back into Tracey's room and sat on the side of his bed.
"Tracey, if you don't wake up I'm gonna spill water on you." She threatned.
"Whatever." He mumled. A couple of seconds later he flew up from his bed, feeling something really cold running through his face.
"What are you doing?!" he asked as fast as he shook of the shock.
"You'll never guess what happened." Misty said thrilled.
"Surprise me." Tracey said tiredly.
"I went out on a date with Ash!" she said.
"Ugh, you woke me up for that? I know that you went out on a date with him, I went with you, remember?" he threw the wet pillow on the floor and laid back on the pillow that had been underneath the other one.
"Tracey! That's not the main story!" Misty said. Tracey got tiredly up again.
"He let me borrow his sweater.oh, I forgot to give it back to him." Misty said and looked down at Ash's sweater, "I'll give it back to him tomorrow.and I.gave him a little kiss." She said and blushed. Tracey's eyes widened as he sat up, "No way!" he said, "What did Ash do?"
"Well, um.I didn't give him much time to react." Misty said.
"So you guys are finally a couple."
"I dunno.I don't think he knew it was a date." Misty said.
"How on earth did you ask him out then?!"
"Uh.well.I didn't ask him if he wanted to go out on a date.I just asked him if he was hungry." Misty said quietly.
Tracey groaned and threw himself back down onto the bed, "Don't wake me up! I'm drop dead tired!" he said and pushed Misty away from his bed once again.
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"Ash, isn't your mom coming?" Brock asked. Ash kept on throwing the little tennis ball he'd found underneath the couch against the wall and replied,
"Think so. . .but she didn't say when, though."
"How many times have you thrown the ball against the wall without dropping it?" May asked and looked at the ball, which was flying back and forth between Ash and the wall.
"I'm up in 308 times now. . .personal record." He said and kept on throwing the ball. Brock chuckled quietly to himself and shook his head.
"Cha." Pikachu sighed and looked at her trainer. It got quiet for a while as everyone in the room got caught up in the little competition Ash had with himself. All of them jumped up a little and Ash almost droped the tennis ball when someone knocked on the door.
"Can anybody get that. . .I'm almost at 400." Ash said, not looking away from the ball. May went to the door and opened it.
"Mrs. Ketchum!. . .prof. Oak. . .hi!" she said. She didn't know how to react at what she saw and she feared over how Ash would react if he got to see what she was seeing now. Brock appeared behind May. He was about to faint right on the spot,
"Eh. . .uh, come on in." He said, fumling for words. Mrs. Ketchum and prof. Oak went in and greeted the two teens. Mrs. Ketchum looked at her son, who was still throwing a ball against the wall. He had his back turned to them,
"Hi, Ash!" she greeted.
"Hey, mom!" Ash greeted back, still not turning around, "Just a sec, five more times and I'll be at 400." Ash said and kept on throwing the ball. A few seconds later he reached 400, so he let the ball roll down onto the couch , turned around to greet his mom and prof. Oak, but got instead, to say the least, a tremendous shock! He gulped, Brock, May and Pikachu looked worriedly at him. It got deadly quiet in the room and Ash hoped that what he saw was wrong, that he had been looking away to long at the ball and was hallucinating now.
"M-mom. . . " he squeezed out.
"Ash, I know that this might come as a shock. I was going to tell you, but I couldn't find the right time." Delia tried to explain as she put her hand gently on her growing belly.
"Who. . . ?" Ash began as he put his hand on his forehead. He could swear that his head would explode any second now. Delia looked at prof. Oak with a warm smile. Ash shook his head slowly, how could so much happen in so little time? A wave of mixed emotions attacked him time after time. He got pale white, "I gotta get outta here." he thought.
He noticed that his mother was looking at him worriedly and was waiting for some kind of reply. He couldn't speak, he was so angry, hurt and in someway he felt betrayed. Ash couldn't stay there, if he did, he would probably throw up, so he ran towards the door and out of the cottage. "Pikapi!" Pikachu said and ran after Ash.
"Ash!" Delia said and was going to go after him too when prof. Oak stopped her.
"He needs time to think, Delia. . ." he said and looked into her now tearfilled eyes.
"It wasn't supposed to turn out like this, Sam." She said, Samuel held her in his embrace, trying to comfort her. Brock and May felt how this very awkward atmosphere started to take over the cottage, what in the world was going on?!'
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You didn't see that one coming, did ya?!
Where's he going??? Will he be able to handle this new situation???
You'll have to wait and see for chapter three!! =P
Byebye!
It's very late and I don't have much to say since I'm kinda tired and when I'm tired I can't think properly =P.
Well, here's chapter 2!
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Later.
"Ash, would you please let it go?! I didn't cuss at you in another language!" Misty said, very annoyed.
"If you didn't cuss, why don't you tell me what it meant?" he asked.
"Oh, dammit! It means "Ocean soup"." Misty said.
"You mean, I payed 20 dollars for a darn soup bowl filled with salt water and desgusting red things?!" Ash burst out.
"It was over 3 years ago, Ash!" Misty said raising her voice.
"Excuse me." A waitor, who looked extremly familiar said.
"What?!" both yelled and made Pikachu run underneath the table.
"Could I take your order?" the waitor asked and looked around, it seemed that he was looking for something. But both Ash and Misty were too annoyed to notice that.
"We haven't even got the menues yet." Misty said.
"Oh, well, here you are." The waitor said, looked around once again and disappeared. Ash opened that meny and sighed deeply, "Why do they name the food in other languages?" he asked frustrated.
"'cause maybe they think that the customers know something about what kind of food they serve here, and before you start complaining, mr. Pokémon Master, right under the food's name, it says what the meal contains." Misty said.
"Yeah, very easy to read this when it's all written in russian." Ash said.
"My god, you're unbelieveable. . . Ash, you're keeping the menu upsidedown." Misty said and turned his meny so he could read it..
"Oh.." he said and blushed. Suddenly, the waitor turns up from nowhere,
"Can I take your order?" he asked with his dark voice, both Ash and Misty were looking down at their menues so they didn't notice that he, once again, was looking for something or someone.
"Are you competing in the league?" the waitor asked.
"Me?" Ash asked.
"Yes." The waitor replied shortly.
"Yeah, I'm competing in the league." Ash said proudly.
"You don't happen to bring your Pokémon?" the waitor asked.
"No, I didn't bring them." Ash said.
"Why are you wondering?" Misty asked.
"Well. . . um. . . because, Pokémon are not allowed in the restaurant." The waitor finally said. He went away fastly from their table. Ash was just about to get up, when Misty stopped him.
"Where are you going?" she asked.
"I have Pikachu with me, I can't stay here." Ash said.
"Yes, you can! Didn't you see how he hesitated when I asked. Sit down!" she ordered. Ash sat down, and Pikachu was having fun with his shoes. She was untieing them and after that she tried to pull out the twines out of their place.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
After the meal. . .
Misty and Pikachu went out while Ash tripped out of the restaurant, since Pikachu had tied his two shoes together and Ash hadn't notice. Misty started to laugh when she saw that Ash grabbed a tablecloth making a plate with alot of spagetti fly onto a poor old lady as Ash fell onto the floor, cursing. Three waitors had run to the old lady to help her get the plate and all of the spagetti away, making it even worse. Ash tried to stand up and when he finally did, he turned around, accidently pushing a waitor who was balancing a tray with three big glasses on it. The waitor tried to keep the glasses on the tray but failed and spilled all the liquid on a bald man.
"I'm so sorry!" the waitor apologized, picking up the glasses and glared angerly at Ash who still couldn't stand still. Misty tried to stop laughing and went into the restaurant with Pikachu on her shoulder.
"Ash, let's get out before everyone in here tries to kill you." Misty said laughing.
"What do you think I've been trying to do?!" he asked as he bent down and untied his shoes. Misty dragged him outta of the restaurant as he said sorry to all the people who was starring at him, which was everyone.
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Somewhere in Ever Grande City. . .
"Where has he gone to now?" Brock mumled to himself. Brock and May had been walking around, searching for Ash.
"Torchic, can't you find them?" May asked her fire Pokémon.
"Torchic!" Torchic said and looked around. She started to run and Brock and May went after her. She stopped by a Pokémon Center and started to jump.
"What is it, Torchic?" May asked.
"Torchiic!" Torchic said and pointed at a little yellow thing. Brock bend down and picked it up.
"Could be from Pikachu's fur," he said and looked at it, "Or from something else." He looked around and saw that Tracey was walking into the Pokémon Center they were standing next to.
"Hey! Look!" Brock said.
"What?" May asked and looked around.
"Tracey went just into that Pokémon Center!" Brock said, "C'mon, let's go!" he added and started to walk rapidly towards the Pokémon Center.
"Who?" May asked confused.
They went into the Pokémon Center, seeing that Tracey went into the cafeteria, so they followed him. Tracey sat down by a table with a cup of coffee and yawned.
"Hey, Tracey!" Brock greeted and sat down infront of him along with May. "Remember me?." Brock asked.
"Hey, Brock!. . .what are you doing out at this time of day?" he asked.
"We're looking for Ash." Brock said.
"I'm May." May said when she saw Tracey's questioning gaze.
"I'm Tracey, nice to meet you." He said and shook her hand. He looked back at Brock, "I don't know where he is now, but Misty went out with him and Pikachu." Tracey said and yawned again.
"Do you happen to know where they were going?" May asked.
"Nope, I just know that they were going to eat. So either they are in a fast food restaurant with a very pissed off Misty or they are in the most elagant restaurant in town where they could hardly afford water." Tracey said, "Or they could be somewhere in between." He added.
"I thought that he had just gone out for a walk." May said.
"Well, please, excuse me, but I'm exhausted. Nice to see you again, Brock. May, guess we'll be seeing eachother again. . . g'night." Tracey said and went up from the table, taking his coffee with him up to his room.
"Good night." Brock and May said before he went from the table.
"Well, we better go back to the cottage." Brock sighed.
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A little later . . . .
Ash, Misty and Pikachu were walking through the city as a cold, night breeze flew through the city. Misty embraced herself and began to shiver, Ash looked at her and then asked,
"D'you wanna borrow my sweater?"
Misty looked suprised at him, "What?"
"Um. . . d'you wanna borrow my sweater?" he repeated.
"Are you serious?" she asked. Ash started to get nervous, why did she make sucha big deal? "I think so." he said.
"Won't you be cold, then?"
"Naa. . ." he replied.
"Okey." She said smiling. Both stopped walking and Pikachu jumped to Misty's shoulder so Ash could take his sweater off. After he'd done that, he gave it to Misty as Pikachu jumped back to his shoulder and Misty put the sweater on.
"Thanks." She said.
"No prob..um, where are you staying during the tournament?" he asked.
"At the Pokémon center that's somwhere in the middle of this town."
"That far away? I'm in the cottage that's almost closest to the biggest Stadium." Ash said.
"Well, you won't have to worry to get late." Misty teased.
"For your information I haven't arrived late since. . um, sometime last week, I think." Ash said as an attempt to defend himself.
"So, do you know on which field you're gonna battle in?" Misty asked.
"Nope, it's different here. I get to know on which field I'll battle on half hour before I enter the stadium and I won't get to see my opponent until I enter the stadium." Ash explained.
"What Pokémon are you going to use?" Misty asked.
"Well, I will use Pikachu, and I'll call prof. Oak and ask him if he can send me Bayleef and I dunno which my third Pokémon will be.I can't decide. But I do know that I will use Treecko in my second battle along with Pikachu." Ash said.
"Aren't you going to use three Pokémon in every battle before the semi- finals?" Misty asked surprised.
"Not really, first I'll have three battles and one of them, the second one, will be a two-against-two battle. One of the semi-finals will be two- against-two, but the final battle is just a regular one. Except that the winner becomes a champion." Ash said.
"Seems like someone's been studying." Misty said teasingly.
They had reached the Pokémon Center where Misty stayed during the tournament.
"Well, here's where I'm staying." She said. Ash nodded slowly, they both got quiet, wondering who would go first and Pikachu got the feeling that the two humans wouldn't do anything so,
"Pikapi, pikachu pi!" she said.
"Oh, yeah.um, so.g'night, Misty." He said and looked down.
"G'night, Ash." She said. A few seconds later she gave him a quick kiss on his mouth, making him look up rapidly, blushing.
"See you, tomorrow." She said and went into the Pokémon Center, leaving Ash starring at nothing,
"Um, well. . .eh. . yeah." he said as a reply to what she had said. He wasn't moving and Pikachu was getting impatient.
"Pikapi?" she said, no reaction, "Pikapi!" she yelled into his ear, still no reaction.
"Pi.ka.chu!" Pikachu said as a bolt of electricity went through her cheeks and shocked Ash.
"AAAAAH! PIKACHU KNOCK IT OFF!" he yelled as he practically got toasted by Pikachu's thunderbolt, "What was that for?!" he asked as he got up.
"Pikchupi, kachu ka, pika! (You spaced out!)" Pikachu said.
"I did not, I was just thinking!" Ash protested as he began to walk away from the Pokémon Center.
"Chu pika chu pi (like that would explain everything)." Pikachu mumled quietly to herself, giggling.
~*~*~*~*~*
Misty was walking happily up the stairs to her room. She opened the door carefully, the room she entered was dark, she looked after the switch and it took her a while to find it. When she finally found the switch she entered the little kitchen that was next to the living room, no one there. She entered one of the rooms and saw that Tracey was sleeping peacefully in his bed. She sat at the side of the bed and shook him,
"Tracey!" she said. Tracey mumled something and turned around, "Wake up!"
"Let me sleep!" he said and pushed her from his bed. She fell with a muffled sound down to the floor.
"Dammit Tracey! Wake up! I have something really cool to say!" she said and got back up to side of his bed. He just threw the covers over his head and went back to sleep. Misty got up, back into the kitchen and filled a little can with ice cold water. She went back into Tracey's room and sat on the side of his bed.
"Tracey, if you don't wake up I'm gonna spill water on you." She threatned.
"Whatever." He mumled. A couple of seconds later he flew up from his bed, feeling something really cold running through his face.
"What are you doing?!" he asked as fast as he shook of the shock.
"You'll never guess what happened." Misty said thrilled.
"Surprise me." Tracey said tiredly.
"I went out on a date with Ash!" she said.
"Ugh, you woke me up for that? I know that you went out on a date with him, I went with you, remember?" he threw the wet pillow on the floor and laid back on the pillow that had been underneath the other one.
"Tracey! That's not the main story!" Misty said. Tracey got tiredly up again.
"He let me borrow his sweater.oh, I forgot to give it back to him." Misty said and looked down at Ash's sweater, "I'll give it back to him tomorrow.and I.gave him a little kiss." She said and blushed. Tracey's eyes widened as he sat up, "No way!" he said, "What did Ash do?"
"Well, um.I didn't give him much time to react." Misty said.
"So you guys are finally a couple."
"I dunno.I don't think he knew it was a date." Misty said.
"How on earth did you ask him out then?!"
"Uh.well.I didn't ask him if he wanted to go out on a date.I just asked him if he was hungry." Misty said quietly.
Tracey groaned and threw himself back down onto the bed, "Don't wake me up! I'm drop dead tired!" he said and pushed Misty away from his bed once again.
~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Ash, isn't your mom coming?" Brock asked. Ash kept on throwing the little tennis ball he'd found underneath the couch against the wall and replied,
"Think so. . .but she didn't say when, though."
"How many times have you thrown the ball against the wall without dropping it?" May asked and looked at the ball, which was flying back and forth between Ash and the wall.
"I'm up in 308 times now. . .personal record." He said and kept on throwing the ball. Brock chuckled quietly to himself and shook his head.
"Cha." Pikachu sighed and looked at her trainer. It got quiet for a while as everyone in the room got caught up in the little competition Ash had with himself. All of them jumped up a little and Ash almost droped the tennis ball when someone knocked on the door.
"Can anybody get that. . .I'm almost at 400." Ash said, not looking away from the ball. May went to the door and opened it.
"Mrs. Ketchum!. . .prof. Oak. . .hi!" she said. She didn't know how to react at what she saw and she feared over how Ash would react if he got to see what she was seeing now. Brock appeared behind May. He was about to faint right on the spot,
"Eh. . .uh, come on in." He said, fumling for words. Mrs. Ketchum and prof. Oak went in and greeted the two teens. Mrs. Ketchum looked at her son, who was still throwing a ball against the wall. He had his back turned to them,
"Hi, Ash!" she greeted.
"Hey, mom!" Ash greeted back, still not turning around, "Just a sec, five more times and I'll be at 400." Ash said and kept on throwing the ball. A few seconds later he reached 400, so he let the ball roll down onto the couch , turned around to greet his mom and prof. Oak, but got instead, to say the least, a tremendous shock! He gulped, Brock, May and Pikachu looked worriedly at him. It got deadly quiet in the room and Ash hoped that what he saw was wrong, that he had been looking away to long at the ball and was hallucinating now.
"M-mom. . . " he squeezed out.
"Ash, I know that this might come as a shock. I was going to tell you, but I couldn't find the right time." Delia tried to explain as she put her hand gently on her growing belly.
"Who. . . ?" Ash began as he put his hand on his forehead. He could swear that his head would explode any second now. Delia looked at prof. Oak with a warm smile. Ash shook his head slowly, how could so much happen in so little time? A wave of mixed emotions attacked him time after time. He got pale white, "I gotta get outta here." he thought.
He noticed that his mother was looking at him worriedly and was waiting for some kind of reply. He couldn't speak, he was so angry, hurt and in someway he felt betrayed. Ash couldn't stay there, if he did, he would probably throw up, so he ran towards the door and out of the cottage. "Pikapi!" Pikachu said and ran after Ash.
"Ash!" Delia said and was going to go after him too when prof. Oak stopped her.
"He needs time to think, Delia. . ." he said and looked into her now tearfilled eyes.
"It wasn't supposed to turn out like this, Sam." She said, Samuel held her in his embrace, trying to comfort her. Brock and May felt how this very awkward atmosphere started to take over the cottage, what in the world was going on?!'
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You didn't see that one coming, did ya?!
Where's he going??? Will he be able to handle this new situation???
You'll have to wait and see for chapter three!! =P
Byebye!