Halooii!!! =)
Here's the third chapter and as always I run out of things to say when I write this A/N =P. The 9th chapter of "What Magic Can Do To You" is still under construction.
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Ash had been walking around the city, looking down at the ground, not saying anything. What he had seen was just too much for him. He couldn't believe it. He kicked angerly at a stone that came in his way and it landed on the lawn beside him. One thing was for sure, he couldn't go back. Ash felt as he could just beat the crap out of the one that was guilty in his eyes. . . prof. Oak. Mother Nature didn't seem to be happy either, rain clouds were gathering on the dark night sky and it would soon start to rain like there was no tomorrow. Pikachu was walking a couple of steps behind him and she looked worriedly at her best friend. Where was he going? That was something Ash didn't know either.
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"Tracey! Stop cheating!" Misty burst out to what seemed like the hundreth time that evening.
"I'm not cheating!" Tracey said and pulled a face of innocence.
"You picked up two cards!" Misty said and pointed at the pile of cards on the table.
"I would never." Tracey said. Misty was about to continue insisting on that Tracey had cheated when suddenly, someone knocked on the door.
"Are you waiting any visits?" Misty asked. Tracey shook his head no. Both went up from the couch and went to the door.
"Who is it?" Tracey asked.
"Uh, it's me. . . Ash."
Misty opened the door and saw Ash stand there in the hallway, all wet, with Pikachu on his right shoulder.
"Ash, come in." She said as she let him enter the little living room. Tracey closed the door after him.
"Is it raining that much outside?" Tracey asked as he went to a window to check the weather.
"Yeah." Ash replied shortly. Misty noticed that he seemed sad but yet so cold.
"Has something happened?" she asked worriedly and looked him straight into his chocolate brown eyes. He was about to tell them what happened, but the words got stuck in his throat.
"Um. . . no, not really." He said instead.
"Hey, Ash, if you wanna get your clothes dry, I have the perfect way right here." Tracey said smiling. Misty and Ash turned around and saw Tracey stand next to his Scyther.
"Scyther, use your Sword Dance." Tracey said kindly to his Pokémon. Scyther started to spinn around, making almost everything in the room tip over. After a couple of turns Ash was very dry and the room was in a mess.
"Thanks, Trace'." Ash said and looked down at his clothes when Misty suddenly remembered something. She went into her room and came out again with Ash's sweater.
"You forgot to take this back." Misty said giving it to him. Ash blushed at the memory of the sweater. He looked down, received the sweater and mumbled thanks. Tracey smiled and shook his head. As he returned Scyther into his PokéBall he came to think of why Ash had come to them at this time of day. Ash's mom and prof. Oak had without a doubt told him now.
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It was very late and Misty and Tracey had offered Ash to sleep over there. He got to sleep in Misty's bed after much insisting. He was now sleeping deeply while Tracey and Misty were still in the living room, talking.
"What?!" Misty burst out shocked.
"I know, just keep it down." Tracey said quietly.
"For how long have you known this?" Misty asked.
"I got my suspicions for about half a year ago, but I got all this confirmed when the professor told me that Ash's mom was pregnant." Tracey said.
"My god. . . no wonder Ash seemed so down." Misty said.
"They've been planning on telling him for three months now." Tracey said.
"But. . . didn't you say that you suspected something longer than that?" Misty asked confused.
"Yes, I did. That's when everything began, she got pregnant for four months ago but I noticed that something was going on between them for six months ago." Tracey explained.
"I can hardly imagine what Ash must feel now." Misty said worriedly. Tracey nodded slowly in agreement. He tried to hide a big yawn but did not succeed.
"Are you tired?" Misty asked.
"A little maybe." Tracey said yawning again.
"A little? I could see what you ate for lunch." Misty said leaning back on the couch.
"Okey, I'm very tired. Are you going off to bed?" Tracey asked.
"Already there." Misty said.
"You can sleep in my bed and I'll sleep here." Tracey said.
"It's okey. I'll sleep here."
"You can sleep in my bed." Tracey insisted.
"No, I'll sleep here." Misty replied.
"But I wanna sleep here." Tracey said.
"That's nice, but I will sleep here." Misty said determinated.
"but. . . " Tracey began.
"Go and sleep in your bed or I'll mallet you there!" Misty said frustrated.
"Good night, Misty." Tracey said and went rapidly into his room.
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Tracey was lying on his back, looking up at the ceiling. He sighed deeply. He felt so weird, it felt as he had butterflies in his stomach and as he couldn't stop smiling. He felt this when he came to think of a special someone, a girl. A girl which he shouldn't have this kind of interest for.
Could he really be falling inlove? "God, I hope not." He mumled to himself. They had spent alot of time together the past three months. As friends of course, but during that time he could have begun to like her more than just a friend.
But that's just wrong, he knew that. He knew what Misty felt for Ash and although it wasn't all to easy to be sure about what Ash felt for Misty, he knew that Ash loved her back. That was so frustrating to know, it would be so much easier if they just told eachother what they felt so that he could move on. But they didn't, so Tracey knew that there was still a chance to maybe evolve this crush. It would be hard to fall asleep tonight, but after hours of tossing and turning he was finally able to get some sleep.
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Ash woke suddenly up, he yawned and rubbed his eyes. He looked around to see if he could find a clock. After a moment's looking he found a clock and saw that the clock was only 5:30. He went out of the room and saw that Misty was lying on the couch with her Psyduck by her side. Ash reached for his cap and put it on, he looked around for Pikachu and saw that she had been lying by his head. He picked her up carefully so as not to wake her up. He put Pikachu on his shoulder and went back out to the living room. He whispered good bye to Misty and went out of the room.
He went out to the Pokémon Center's lobby where it was quite dark and it wasn't all that light out either. Typical northen weather, the sun rised ten o'clock as earliest and setted around six in the evening. While he was walking out, Pikachu began to wake up.
"Chuu. . . " she yawned.
"G'morning, Pikachu." Ash said and pet his little Pokémon on her head.
"(Where are we?)" she asked confused and looked around.
"Um, out?" Ash replied. Pikachu sighed.
"(I know we're out, Pikapi! I can see that, but where are we going?)" she asked.
"I dunno. . . I don't think there are that many stores open at this time of day." Ash said and shrugged. Ash went towards the centrum of the city, not a sound was heard, everyone were probably tired after all the celebrating.
After walking some more he saw that one store was open and it wasn't any store he'd normally go into, but there wasn't much to do so he started to walk towards the little beauty saloon.
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Ash reached the door knob and as he entered he heard that there we're people arguing.
"Guess it's argue-season." He mumled to himself.
"How can you two expect customers at this time of day!" he heard a male voice say.
"We wanted to be the first one's to open today." Ash heard another male say. The door got finally closed behind him and made a little bell tingle.
"Oh! A customer!" he heard a female voice say exicited. Three figures went out from a room and appeared from behind two red curtains.
"You!" he burst out.
"Oh god." The man said and rubbed his face.
"Do we have some kind of twerp magnet stuck to our behinds or something?!" the cat said annoyed.
"Hey, listen. I'm not in the mood of coming between you and your so called 'evil plans'." Ash said tiredly.
"No?" James said suprised.
"That's just great!" Jesse said sarcasticly, "Now that we don't have a plan, he won't try to blast us off."
"What's the odds?" Meowth said with a sigh. Ash scratched his head,
"Um, what are you guys up to anyways? You didn't show up to screw up the opening cermony yesterday." Ash said.
"Well, what can we say?" Meowth said, "We're out of plans!"
"Is that so?" Ash said as he grinned, "Out of plans? I haven't heard that one for quite a while." He thought.
"Seems like someone has missed our little show." James said somewhat happy.
"Don't flatter yourself. I was just a little surprised, that's all." Ash said. He went towards one of the chairs that was infront of a mirror and sat down.
"What are you doing?" Jesse asked.
"I'm here for a makeover." Ash said and made sure that he was sitting right infront of the mirror.
"What?!" all four burst out, well, Pikachu's 'what' was more like a "ka?!"
"I guess that's one of the things you do in a beauty saloon?" Ash said.
"Yeah. . . but this if for Pokémon!" Meowth said.
"Pretend I'm a Pokémon then. Pretend I'm Pikachu and you gotta piff her up a little bit to make her look better when you show her to your boss." Ash said. Everyone just looked at him in shockment and in surprisement.
"I just wanna make a point here, I know we're the bad guys." James began, "But isn't it just a little bit irresponsible of you to drink at this time of day? You're not even allowed to drink."
"I'm not drunk." Ash said easily, "Just do a makeover." James was just about to say something when Jesse put her hands over his mouth and said,
"Well, we have a customer waiting! Meowth, don't just stand there! Go and get all the stuff!" Jesse ordered.
"Right!" Meowth ran into a room where it scrambled alot, after a while he came back into the main room, balancing a ton of things in his arms.
"James, would ya mind giving me a hand here?!" Meowth yelled. James took half of the things Meowth was carring and put it next to the chair where Ash was sitting while Jesse had already come over a comb.
"First off, we gotta start to comb out your hair." She said and looked at his hair for a couple of seconds, wondering where to begin, "But I think it would be better if we started to put some balsam in it first."
As she said so, Meowth and James went after a moveable sink and a few bottles balsam and shampoo. Pikachu sat in the chair next to Ash, watching amused. She was wondering why her trainer had gotten a sudden desire to get a new look.
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Later. . .
"Oh my god. . . " the three Rocket members said.
"I think I'm about to cry." Jesse said.
"Me too, Jesse." James agreed.
"We're just the masters in this." Meowth said proudly, crossing his little arms.
"Can I see?" Ash asked from underneath a towel.
"No!" all three burst out.
"Why not?!" Ash asked, "You haven't done anything bad, have you?! Because if you have I'll make sure Pikachu shock the living h. . . " Ash began but got hushed by all of them.
"Watch your language, twerp! This is a cuss-free zone! So just swallow your big Politoeds and trust us." James said.
"With this new hair do you gotta get a new out fit too." Jesse said as a big smile grew on her face.
All three stood behind his chair and pushed the chair into a dressing room. As fast as the chair was in, Jesse jumped back out like a little school girl as she giggled.
"Aaah. . . I just love myself." She sighed and waited for them to come out again. It might have gone five minutes when they finally came back out. James and Meowth stood by the curtains and said,
"Saloon Master Roquetts, proudly presents our lates master piece." James began.
"Would you just knock it off!" Ash said from the dressing room.
"Why does he have to be sucha partypooper?" Jesse snapped.
"I heard that!"
"Get your ass outta there!" Jesse said unpatiently.
Out came Saloon Master Roquetts latest master piece. Four pairs of eyes dropped down to the floor.
"Pikapi, chu pi kachu ka? (Ash, what have done?)" Pikachu asked and jumped down from the chair she had been sitting on and ran up to Ash's shoulder.
"I haven't done anything, they have." Ash said and looked at Jesse, James and Meowth.
"So, whaddya think?" he asked.
"I'm so proud of myself right now." Jesse said and put her hand over her mouth.
"Ya look neat, I must say." Meowth said, very proud over their creation.
"Are you going to keep it like that?" James asked.
"Yep, I like it." Ash said and looked down at himself, "Well, I gotta go now. Thanks for your help, how much to I owe you?" Ash asked as he picked up his wallet from his other pants.
"Um. . . "
"That's a very good question. . . " Jesse said.
"I think we're talking about 150$." Meowth said calmly. At first, Jesse and James thought that Ash would flip out when he heard the price, but,
"Oh well. . . here ya go." Ash said and gave them 150$. All three looked shocked at him,
"What? You're the fashion masters after all." Ash said, "Thanks again. Nice to meet you without having to blast you off." He said as he started to walk towards the door.
"Hey!"
Ash turned around, "We gonna make sure that your friends won't let you go nearby a bottle with anything alcoholy in it." James said.
"I'm still not drunk." Ash said calmly.
"Ya gonna give that other loveboid a call now?" Meowth said teasingly.
"Misty? She's in town." Ash said.
"Then why aren't you with her then!" Jesse asked as she gave him a slap on the back of his head.
"What was that for?!"
"Have ya at least gone out on a date?" Meowth asked.
"Um. . . no." Ash replied.
"Oh yes, they have." James said in a singsong voice.
"What?!" Jesse, Meowth and Ash burst out.
"Don't play dumb! I was that waitor that showed up all the time in that restaurant where you almost killed an old lady with a plate filled with spaghetti." James said.
"I did not do that on purpose!" Ash said.
"So ya have been on a date then!" Meowth said.
"That was not a date!" Ash complained.
"Was any other twerp there?" Jesse asked.
"No." Ash replied.
"It was a date." Jesse said.
"How do you know?" Ash asked and crossed his arms as the door got closed.
"You two were in a restaurant that she had picked and it was only you and her." Jesse explained.
"Na-aa. . .Pikachu was there too." Ash said.
"That doesn't count, I mean there wasn't any other human with you two." Jesse said.
"Was there a kiss when you had to go back to her place?" James asked. Ash blushed at the question.
"No doubt, a date." All three said. Pikachu giggled from where she was seated.
"Thanks for the info." Ash said sarcasticly, "I really gotta go now. Bye and until next time."
"You betcha!" all three said as Ash went out of the beauty saloon, very satisfied with his new look.
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Wellish, mr. Tracey thinks that he has been hit by Cupid's arrows and is now flying on small pink clouds. Hihi, he's so cute.
And what is Ash up to now? I mean, getting a makeover done by Team Rocket? Hmm. . . wonder what he looks like.
If you wanna know, let me know that you wanna know so I post the next chapter soon and let you know. Are you with me? =P
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Nikki
P:S Review!! D:S
Here's the third chapter and as always I run out of things to say when I write this A/N =P. The 9th chapter of "What Magic Can Do To You" is still under construction.
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Ash had been walking around the city, looking down at the ground, not saying anything. What he had seen was just too much for him. He couldn't believe it. He kicked angerly at a stone that came in his way and it landed on the lawn beside him. One thing was for sure, he couldn't go back. Ash felt as he could just beat the crap out of the one that was guilty in his eyes. . . prof. Oak. Mother Nature didn't seem to be happy either, rain clouds were gathering on the dark night sky and it would soon start to rain like there was no tomorrow. Pikachu was walking a couple of steps behind him and she looked worriedly at her best friend. Where was he going? That was something Ash didn't know either.
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"Tracey! Stop cheating!" Misty burst out to what seemed like the hundreth time that evening.
"I'm not cheating!" Tracey said and pulled a face of innocence.
"You picked up two cards!" Misty said and pointed at the pile of cards on the table.
"I would never." Tracey said. Misty was about to continue insisting on that Tracey had cheated when suddenly, someone knocked on the door.
"Are you waiting any visits?" Misty asked. Tracey shook his head no. Both went up from the couch and went to the door.
"Who is it?" Tracey asked.
"Uh, it's me. . . Ash."
Misty opened the door and saw Ash stand there in the hallway, all wet, with Pikachu on his right shoulder.
"Ash, come in." She said as she let him enter the little living room. Tracey closed the door after him.
"Is it raining that much outside?" Tracey asked as he went to a window to check the weather.
"Yeah." Ash replied shortly. Misty noticed that he seemed sad but yet so cold.
"Has something happened?" she asked worriedly and looked him straight into his chocolate brown eyes. He was about to tell them what happened, but the words got stuck in his throat.
"Um. . . no, not really." He said instead.
"Hey, Ash, if you wanna get your clothes dry, I have the perfect way right here." Tracey said smiling. Misty and Ash turned around and saw Tracey stand next to his Scyther.
"Scyther, use your Sword Dance." Tracey said kindly to his Pokémon. Scyther started to spinn around, making almost everything in the room tip over. After a couple of turns Ash was very dry and the room was in a mess.
"Thanks, Trace'." Ash said and looked down at his clothes when Misty suddenly remembered something. She went into her room and came out again with Ash's sweater.
"You forgot to take this back." Misty said giving it to him. Ash blushed at the memory of the sweater. He looked down, received the sweater and mumbled thanks. Tracey smiled and shook his head. As he returned Scyther into his PokéBall he came to think of why Ash had come to them at this time of day. Ash's mom and prof. Oak had without a doubt told him now.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
It was very late and Misty and Tracey had offered Ash to sleep over there. He got to sleep in Misty's bed after much insisting. He was now sleeping deeply while Tracey and Misty were still in the living room, talking.
"What?!" Misty burst out shocked.
"I know, just keep it down." Tracey said quietly.
"For how long have you known this?" Misty asked.
"I got my suspicions for about half a year ago, but I got all this confirmed when the professor told me that Ash's mom was pregnant." Tracey said.
"My god. . . no wonder Ash seemed so down." Misty said.
"They've been planning on telling him for three months now." Tracey said.
"But. . . didn't you say that you suspected something longer than that?" Misty asked confused.
"Yes, I did. That's when everything began, she got pregnant for four months ago but I noticed that something was going on between them for six months ago." Tracey explained.
"I can hardly imagine what Ash must feel now." Misty said worriedly. Tracey nodded slowly in agreement. He tried to hide a big yawn but did not succeed.
"Are you tired?" Misty asked.
"A little maybe." Tracey said yawning again.
"A little? I could see what you ate for lunch." Misty said leaning back on the couch.
"Okey, I'm very tired. Are you going off to bed?" Tracey asked.
"Already there." Misty said.
"You can sleep in my bed and I'll sleep here." Tracey said.
"It's okey. I'll sleep here."
"You can sleep in my bed." Tracey insisted.
"No, I'll sleep here." Misty replied.
"But I wanna sleep here." Tracey said.
"That's nice, but I will sleep here." Misty said determinated.
"but. . . " Tracey began.
"Go and sleep in your bed or I'll mallet you there!" Misty said frustrated.
"Good night, Misty." Tracey said and went rapidly into his room.
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Tracey was lying on his back, looking up at the ceiling. He sighed deeply. He felt so weird, it felt as he had butterflies in his stomach and as he couldn't stop smiling. He felt this when he came to think of a special someone, a girl. A girl which he shouldn't have this kind of interest for.
Could he really be falling inlove? "God, I hope not." He mumled to himself. They had spent alot of time together the past three months. As friends of course, but during that time he could have begun to like her more than just a friend.
But that's just wrong, he knew that. He knew what Misty felt for Ash and although it wasn't all to easy to be sure about what Ash felt for Misty, he knew that Ash loved her back. That was so frustrating to know, it would be so much easier if they just told eachother what they felt so that he could move on. But they didn't, so Tracey knew that there was still a chance to maybe evolve this crush. It would be hard to fall asleep tonight, but after hours of tossing and turning he was finally able to get some sleep.
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Ash woke suddenly up, he yawned and rubbed his eyes. He looked around to see if he could find a clock. After a moment's looking he found a clock and saw that the clock was only 5:30. He went out of the room and saw that Misty was lying on the couch with her Psyduck by her side. Ash reached for his cap and put it on, he looked around for Pikachu and saw that she had been lying by his head. He picked her up carefully so as not to wake her up. He put Pikachu on his shoulder and went back out to the living room. He whispered good bye to Misty and went out of the room.
He went out to the Pokémon Center's lobby where it was quite dark and it wasn't all that light out either. Typical northen weather, the sun rised ten o'clock as earliest and setted around six in the evening. While he was walking out, Pikachu began to wake up.
"Chuu. . . " she yawned.
"G'morning, Pikachu." Ash said and pet his little Pokémon on her head.
"(Where are we?)" she asked confused and looked around.
"Um, out?" Ash replied. Pikachu sighed.
"(I know we're out, Pikapi! I can see that, but where are we going?)" she asked.
"I dunno. . . I don't think there are that many stores open at this time of day." Ash said and shrugged. Ash went towards the centrum of the city, not a sound was heard, everyone were probably tired after all the celebrating.
After walking some more he saw that one store was open and it wasn't any store he'd normally go into, but there wasn't much to do so he started to walk towards the little beauty saloon.
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Ash reached the door knob and as he entered he heard that there we're people arguing.
"Guess it's argue-season." He mumled to himself.
"How can you two expect customers at this time of day!" he heard a male voice say.
"We wanted to be the first one's to open today." Ash heard another male say. The door got finally closed behind him and made a little bell tingle.
"Oh! A customer!" he heard a female voice say exicited. Three figures went out from a room and appeared from behind two red curtains.
"You!" he burst out.
"Oh god." The man said and rubbed his face.
"Do we have some kind of twerp magnet stuck to our behinds or something?!" the cat said annoyed.
"Hey, listen. I'm not in the mood of coming between you and your so called 'evil plans'." Ash said tiredly.
"No?" James said suprised.
"That's just great!" Jesse said sarcasticly, "Now that we don't have a plan, he won't try to blast us off."
"What's the odds?" Meowth said with a sigh. Ash scratched his head,
"Um, what are you guys up to anyways? You didn't show up to screw up the opening cermony yesterday." Ash said.
"Well, what can we say?" Meowth said, "We're out of plans!"
"Is that so?" Ash said as he grinned, "Out of plans? I haven't heard that one for quite a while." He thought.
"Seems like someone has missed our little show." James said somewhat happy.
"Don't flatter yourself. I was just a little surprised, that's all." Ash said. He went towards one of the chairs that was infront of a mirror and sat down.
"What are you doing?" Jesse asked.
"I'm here for a makeover." Ash said and made sure that he was sitting right infront of the mirror.
"What?!" all four burst out, well, Pikachu's 'what' was more like a "ka?!"
"I guess that's one of the things you do in a beauty saloon?" Ash said.
"Yeah. . . but this if for Pokémon!" Meowth said.
"Pretend I'm a Pokémon then. Pretend I'm Pikachu and you gotta piff her up a little bit to make her look better when you show her to your boss." Ash said. Everyone just looked at him in shockment and in surprisement.
"I just wanna make a point here, I know we're the bad guys." James began, "But isn't it just a little bit irresponsible of you to drink at this time of day? You're not even allowed to drink."
"I'm not drunk." Ash said easily, "Just do a makeover." James was just about to say something when Jesse put her hands over his mouth and said,
"Well, we have a customer waiting! Meowth, don't just stand there! Go and get all the stuff!" Jesse ordered.
"Right!" Meowth ran into a room where it scrambled alot, after a while he came back into the main room, balancing a ton of things in his arms.
"James, would ya mind giving me a hand here?!" Meowth yelled. James took half of the things Meowth was carring and put it next to the chair where Ash was sitting while Jesse had already come over a comb.
"First off, we gotta start to comb out your hair." She said and looked at his hair for a couple of seconds, wondering where to begin, "But I think it would be better if we started to put some balsam in it first."
As she said so, Meowth and James went after a moveable sink and a few bottles balsam and shampoo. Pikachu sat in the chair next to Ash, watching amused. She was wondering why her trainer had gotten a sudden desire to get a new look.
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Later. . .
"Oh my god. . . " the three Rocket members said.
"I think I'm about to cry." Jesse said.
"Me too, Jesse." James agreed.
"We're just the masters in this." Meowth said proudly, crossing his little arms.
"Can I see?" Ash asked from underneath a towel.
"No!" all three burst out.
"Why not?!" Ash asked, "You haven't done anything bad, have you?! Because if you have I'll make sure Pikachu shock the living h. . . " Ash began but got hushed by all of them.
"Watch your language, twerp! This is a cuss-free zone! So just swallow your big Politoeds and trust us." James said.
"With this new hair do you gotta get a new out fit too." Jesse said as a big smile grew on her face.
All three stood behind his chair and pushed the chair into a dressing room. As fast as the chair was in, Jesse jumped back out like a little school girl as she giggled.
"Aaah. . . I just love myself." She sighed and waited for them to come out again. It might have gone five minutes when they finally came back out. James and Meowth stood by the curtains and said,
"Saloon Master Roquetts, proudly presents our lates master piece." James began.
"Would you just knock it off!" Ash said from the dressing room.
"Why does he have to be sucha partypooper?" Jesse snapped.
"I heard that!"
"Get your ass outta there!" Jesse said unpatiently.
Out came Saloon Master Roquetts latest master piece. Four pairs of eyes dropped down to the floor.
"Pikapi, chu pi kachu ka? (Ash, what have done?)" Pikachu asked and jumped down from the chair she had been sitting on and ran up to Ash's shoulder.
"I haven't done anything, they have." Ash said and looked at Jesse, James and Meowth.
"So, whaddya think?" he asked.
"I'm so proud of myself right now." Jesse said and put her hand over her mouth.
"Ya look neat, I must say." Meowth said, very proud over their creation.
"Are you going to keep it like that?" James asked.
"Yep, I like it." Ash said and looked down at himself, "Well, I gotta go now. Thanks for your help, how much to I owe you?" Ash asked as he picked up his wallet from his other pants.
"Um. . . "
"That's a very good question. . . " Jesse said.
"I think we're talking about 150$." Meowth said calmly. At first, Jesse and James thought that Ash would flip out when he heard the price, but,
"Oh well. . . here ya go." Ash said and gave them 150$. All three looked shocked at him,
"What? You're the fashion masters after all." Ash said, "Thanks again. Nice to meet you without having to blast you off." He said as he started to walk towards the door.
"Hey!"
Ash turned around, "We gonna make sure that your friends won't let you go nearby a bottle with anything alcoholy in it." James said.
"I'm still not drunk." Ash said calmly.
"Ya gonna give that other loveboid a call now?" Meowth said teasingly.
"Misty? She's in town." Ash said.
"Then why aren't you with her then!" Jesse asked as she gave him a slap on the back of his head.
"What was that for?!"
"Have ya at least gone out on a date?" Meowth asked.
"Um. . . no." Ash replied.
"Oh yes, they have." James said in a singsong voice.
"What?!" Jesse, Meowth and Ash burst out.
"Don't play dumb! I was that waitor that showed up all the time in that restaurant where you almost killed an old lady with a plate filled with spaghetti." James said.
"I did not do that on purpose!" Ash said.
"So ya have been on a date then!" Meowth said.
"That was not a date!" Ash complained.
"Was any other twerp there?" Jesse asked.
"No." Ash replied.
"It was a date." Jesse said.
"How do you know?" Ash asked and crossed his arms as the door got closed.
"You two were in a restaurant that she had picked and it was only you and her." Jesse explained.
"Na-aa. . .Pikachu was there too." Ash said.
"That doesn't count, I mean there wasn't any other human with you two." Jesse said.
"Was there a kiss when you had to go back to her place?" James asked. Ash blushed at the question.
"No doubt, a date." All three said. Pikachu giggled from where she was seated.
"Thanks for the info." Ash said sarcasticly, "I really gotta go now. Bye and until next time."
"You betcha!" all three said as Ash went out of the beauty saloon, very satisfied with his new look.
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Wellish, mr. Tracey thinks that he has been hit by Cupid's arrows and is now flying on small pink clouds. Hihi, he's so cute.
And what is Ash up to now? I mean, getting a makeover done by Team Rocket? Hmm. . . wonder what he looks like.
If you wanna know, let me know that you wanna know so I post the next chapter soon and let you know. Are you with me? =P
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Nikki
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