Run away!

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Run Away!

Chapter 6: Attack Of Mrs. Ketchum

(A/N Just so everybody is clear on this, this chapter takes place ten years after the fifth chapter.) Misty yawned as she walked down the hill. Ash looked at her and frowned. "What's the matter Misty? Are you tired?"

"We've been hiking forever! Of course I am!"

"We've only been walking for five minutes. I think the suns getting to you."

"Or maybe it's just this heavy picnic basket I'm carrying."

"Maybe. Here we are, Misty! You sit down and rest. I'll set up the picnic."

"Okay."

Misty sat down on a stump and watched Ash struggle to straighten out the blanket. Ash tried for a few minutes and after he had become hopelessly tangled in the blanket, she got up to help him. When he saw her walking over, he sighed. "It's okay Misty. You go sit down. Pikachu can help me."

"Fine Ash."

"Nothing personal Misty! Oh well. Come here Pikachu! I need your help."

Pikachu ran up and grabbed a corner of the blanket. It pulled as hard as it could and the blanket came unraveled. "Thanks Pikachu."

After Ash got all of the food set up, Misty came over and sat down next to him. She smiled. "Just think Ash. It's been ten years since we first fell in love here."

Ash was currently shoveling Misty's homemade potato salad into his mouth. After straining with all his might and swallowing it all, Ash replied. "Yeah. Life sure has changed since then."

"Do you remember that you were afraid of me back then?"

"Oh yeah! I forgot about that. Or at least I tried to."

"But think of how everything has changed for the better because of that!"

"I guess your right. Let's see. What are the five biggest changes since then?"

"For starters, we're married."

"Yeah. And we're both world famous celebrities."

"You're the longest running undefeated Pokemon Master."

"You're the strongest member of the Elite Four."

"And finally, ummmmmmmmmmm. What's the fifth big change? I can't think of anything."

"How about us finally ending our traveling, buying a house, and settling down in Pallet Town?"

"That would do."

"Try the tuna sandwiches Misty. I made them just the way you like them. Though why you like them like that is beyond me."

"Look Ash. I like ketchup and mustard on almost everything! You should be used to that by now! I think they make a nice sweet, bitter, tangy, and spicy sauce!"

"Okay fine. But why do you loathe cheese with all your heart and soul?"

"Cheese is all stringy and it smells funny. Cheese is a waste of mouth space in my opinion."

"But you don't even put it on your pizza!"

"So?"

"So? It's sick and wrong!"

"Let's just drop it Ash."

"Fine."

"I love you Ash."

"I love you too."

With that Misty grabbed a tuna sandwich and started eating at such a frantic pace it put even Ash to shame. "Misty slow down!"

"I'm just so hungry all of a sudden."

Misty had finished her fifth sandwich. After seeing there were no more, she picked up the potato salad and started to consume that instead. "Misty, I have to ask you something."

"What is it Ash?"

"Do you... what I mean to say is uh," gosh he felt like a loser saying this. "Do you really, uh," he just couldn't do it. "Do you want that chicken?" he wanted to kick himself.

"No. You can have it."

"That's not it Misty."

"Then what did you want to ask me?"

"Do you, uh, do you..."

Just then Ash's mom walked down the hill. "Hey honey! How're you two lovebirds doing? You left your cell phone at my house when you two came over earlier. So I thought I'd bring it to you."

"Mom! I was just about to ask Misty something."

"Oh yes. I remember. You said you were going to ask her if she..."

"Mom! I was going to ask her!"

"Then ask her."

"Fine. Misty, do you, um, do you..."

"Oh for crying out loud Ash! Ask her already!"

"Mom! I'm kinda nervous!"

"Well you shouldn't be! I've been wanting grandchildren from you two since you got married five years ago! So go ahead and ask her if she wants to have a baby already! Oops!"

"Mom! Why'd you do that?"

"Ummmmmmmmmmm. Ash? Is that what you've been trying to ask me? If I wanted to be a mother?" Ash had turned a deep shade of red. Whether this was because he wanted to murder his mom, or because he was more embarrassed than he had ever been in his life, was hard to tell. "Yeah. That's what I've been trying to ask you. I'm sorry if it's kind of sudden. Mom kept nagging me. I was going to ask you just to shut her up. Sorry." Ash's mom was furious. "Ash Ketchum! How could you put the blame on your mother! I've probably only asked you that once or twice!"

Ash and Misty took turns answering.

"Gee mom. Maybe you did only tell us once or twice."

"A minute."

"Every hour."

"All day."

"Every day."

"Every week."

"Every month."

"For every year since we first married!"

"Every single time we've seen you!"

Ash's mom, having no reply, simply looked at Misty. "Aren't you going to answer Ash's question?"

"Don't you mean your question mom?"

"Don't start with me!"

"Mrs. Ketchum?"

"Yes Misty?"

"I'll answer Ash's question. But it's kind of a private question. So would you mind leaving us alone?"

Ash's mom looked like she had been slapped across the face. Both Ash and Misty enjoyed the look of shock on her face. After all the time she had spent nagging them to get an answer, when they were finally going to talk about it, she wouldn't be present. She stormed off in a fit of rage. Ash looked happy enough to dance a jig. "She'll finally stop nagging us about... uh... you know... she'll stop asking when were going to..."

"It's okay Ash. I know what you mean."

"So what do you think?"

"We could. But are you ready?"

"I don't know. We should probably find a replacement for you. If you're going to be watching a kid for a while, you should have a temporary replacement for your position on the Elite Four."

"I guess you're right. Maybe we could..."

Just then, Mrs. Ketchum fell out of a nearby tree.

"MOM! I THOUGHT MISTY TOLD YOU WE WANT TO TALK ABOUT THIS ALONE!"

"I know honey. I just have to know!"

Ash and Misty started frantically packing up the picnic as Mrs. Ketchum came closer. When they finished, they started running like crazy for their house. "C'mon Pikachu! When we get home I'm locking the door! So you better keep up!"

"ASH KETCHUM! YOU GET BACK HERE AND TELL YOUR MOTHER YOUR DECISION RIGHT NOW!"

Ash and Misty reached their house. They scrambled inside and ran around the house locking all the doors and windows. Then they sat down to watch T.V. Ash's mom could be heard screaming for them to open the door every now and then. But Ash, Misty, and Pikachu were fast asleep on the couch. Ash woke up in the middle of the night and heard his mom still screaming to let her in. He looked over at Misty, who, like Ash, had fallen sleep sitting up. Pikachu was curled up between them. "Man! If this isn't a set up to make a sequel or extend this story, I don't know what is." He said to himself before falling asleep again. All of a sudden the man from chapter 5 walked into the room. He looked at the people reading this fanfic and said, "Hello. I am Chameleon Freak's representative. I come with a message for you. If you would like Mr. Freak to continue this story or make a sequel, please let him know this on the review board for this story. If at least five people tell him they want this story to continue, he will do so. If not, this is the end of the story. Thank you for reading the story. Goodbye." And with that, my representative left the room and disappeared. You heard the man! Let's hear your opinion!

THE END.

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