RANDOM MISADVENTURES IN THE POKÉMON WORLD
Written by BansheeGirl
Disclaimer: None of the characters in this story belong to me. I will in this fanfic make several references to other books/movies/songs etc., which also are not my property. I am not making any money out of this! I write merely for your enjoyment!
VOLUME 2
"This colour would look so great on you, Misty," Brock said, holding something of a bright red hue up beside the girl's face.
Misty eyed Brock and his latest knitting accomplishment with contempt.
"They would wonderfully match those lovely suspenders you seem so fond of," Brock continued.
"And what's that supposed to mean?"
Brock raised his eyebrows. "Well, nobody in their right mind would ever wear a pair of red suspenders even for practical function, let alone fashion purposes. Surely they must have some sentimental value for you to don them without fail every day."
Misty's face grew crimson with rage. "Excuse me for happening to think that they actually make quite an attractive feature on me! Like you would know anything about fashion, vest-boy!"
Brock instantly recoiled from Misty, protectively shielding the green vest he wore. His facial expression showed horrified bewilderment at the mockery his friend had made toward one of his most valued possessions.
"And keep your stupid man-knitting to yourself!" Misty chose to add, her voice steeped with loathing.
Brock shrugged nonchalantly. "Fine then, I'll keep the scarf for myself. It's your loss," he declared, and instantly wrapped the length of red wool around his neck.
Misty glared at her older friend, and quickly wiped away the foam forming at the corners of her mouth.
"You guys," came Ash's voice, snapping Brock and Misty from their hostilities, "Something's wrong with my Pokédex!"
Both Brock and Misty spun around to see Ash located a few metres away, bending over something unseeable to the pair. They walked over to the youngest member of the travelling trio and bent down on either side of him.
"What's the matter, Ash?" Brock asked.
Ash was holding his Pokédex out, looking worriedly down at the little red piece of technology. "It's not working! I've been sitting here for the past twenty minutes and it still won't register this Pokémon!" The boy frantically shook the Pokédex, as if the action would magically put right the handheld device.
Misty and Brock exchanged concerned glances, before Misty put a gentle hand on Ash's arm.
"Ash, that's not a Pokémon… that's a rock," she said quietly.
Ash blinked confusedly. He leant in towards the rock so that his nose was almost touching it. Misty and Brock waited anxiously for several minutes while Ash examined the large stone before he finally straightened to look at his friends.
"Oh! So it is!"
Misty and Brock groaned.
"Riiight… So, is Team Rocket ever going to show up?" Misty complained as she stood up with Brock and Ash. Almost as if on cue, a mysterious yet somewhat familiar tune began playing, seeming to come at the young Pokémon trainers from all directions.
"Prepare for trouble!" A female's voice pierced through the air.
"And make it double!" A male voice followed.
Ash, Misty and Brock looked up to see Jessie and James of Team Rocket standing back-to-back on a nearby tree branch. Behind them a stunning full moon glowed in a dark starry sky, even though it was still ten o'clock in the morning.
As was usual, Ash, Misty and Brock began moaning and whinging about the appearance of Team Rocket, even though on this occasion the three youths had actually been waiting around for the villains to arrive.
"To protect the world from devastation!"
"To unite all peoples with-"
As James faltered in his announcing of the notorious team motto, the adolescents standing on the ground beneath Team Rocket looked up in puzzlement.
"James! Why did you stop?!" Jessie shrieked.
James had a sickened look on his face. He quickly jumped down off the tree branch to the ground, before he dropped to all fours and crawled around in the dirt beside Ash and his companions.
"Where did it go!" James cried, displaying his growing distress with each second. He seemed to be scanning the earth beneath him as he frantically crawled around the vicinity of the tree he had previously been standing in.
Jessie too jumped down from the tree, clearly agitated by her partner's actions. "James! We need to hurry up and finish the motto! Stop crawling around in the dirt!"
James paused momentarily to look up at Jessie. "Jessie, my earpiece fell out! I can't finish the motto!"
A look of horror appeared on Jessie's face. "No… we have to find it now! Before it's too late!" She instantly dropped to her knees and followed James' suit by crawling around in search of the missing earpiece. "Meowth, come quickly! James' earpiece has fallen out!" Jessie yelled, summoning the remaining third of Team Rocket forth from his hiding place. The cat-Pokémon appeared, his expression of anguish indicating that he was fully aware of the consequences of this apparent loss.
Ash, Misty and Brock looked on as all three members of Team Rocket scrambled about on the ground before them. Slightly confused, Ash decided to ask what, exactly, was going on.
"What, exactly, is going on?"
Meowth peered up from the ground, the beginnings of a scorn showing on his furry features. "James' lost his earpiece. We gotta find it… before it's too late," he said hurriedly, his mind still mostly focused on finding the highly sought item.
"What does this earpiece do?" Brock questioned.
Meowth sighed angrily. "Look, if youse wanna know dat bad, youse can get down here and help us look for it," he stated sternly.
The three youngsters looked questioningly at each other, before finally shrugging their shoulders and falling to their hands and knees to aid in the search.
"Da earpiece," Meowth began, "Is a highly advanced technological device dat both Jessie an' I also have. We, as a team, carefully plant them specifically inta our left ear every time we venture out on a mission, so dat dey can be activated whenever we have need ta recite our legendary motto."
Blank looks appeared on each Ash, Misty and Brock's faces.
"Errr… why? What do they do?" Misty queried in a mindless tone.
"Da earpieces play a recording of our motto, of course!" Meowth stated as if were plain obvious. "Without da earpieces we would never be able ta remember the whole motto! Dere are five identical recordings dat play one after da other, so dat if something goes wrong, dere's a few more chances for us ta catch up. But if we don't find James' earpiece soon, all five recordings will have played… An' we'll never get a chance ta finish the motto…" Meowth's voice drifted off, a veil of sadness descending upon the small creature's very being.
Brock, who had never before realised just how annoying Meowth's accent was (especially when seen in print), seemed confused with this explanation. "Haven't you guys learnt the motto by heart yet? You've been repeating it non-stop for at least three years."
Meowth glared hatefully at the squinty-eyed boy, before a sudden shriek from Jessie caused him to turn his head away from the petty children he had inadvertently become engrossed in conversation with.
"The fourth recording is starting!" Jessie yelled hysterically.
Meowth looked back to Ash, Misty and Brock. "JUS' KEEP LOOKING, ALRIGHT?!" He demanded forcefully, and the three friends immediately bent their heads down to continue scanning for the prized earpiece.
As Jessie, James, Meowth, Misty and Brock maintained the search in the general area in which the earpiece would most likely be found, Ash found himself crawling deeper and deeper into the forest that ran adjacent to the road. While it was entirely impossible that he would find what the group was looking for, his fingers fell upon something else.
Something quite unexpected…
Unable to see because he was closing his eyes, Ash ran his hands over the object that he had found. It was circular… like a ring…
Ash opened his eyes in the excitement that he may have found a precious piece of treasure in the middle of a forest which he could trade on the black market for gym badges. Yet to his dismay what he had his fingers resting on was not a ring. It was merely the lens of a camera.
Ash picked up the camera, eying it over. It seemed like an ordinary camera, and had a black strap attached so that it could be hung around the photographer's neck. Ash was puzzled. Who would leave a camera in such a place? Perhaps it was broken. He decided to show his friends, and rose to his feet to head back towards the road.
He arrived to see Jessie, James and Meowth slumped miserably on the ground. Misty and Brock were sitting close by, also showing slight expressions of sorrow.
"Did you find the earpiece?" Ash asked.
James held a tiny device out in his gloved palm. "Yes. But we were too late…" His eyes welled up with tears. "WHY GOD, WHY?!" The lavender-haired Rocket screamed to the sky, and Jessie consoled him as he began crying uncontrollably.
Ash shifted on his feet uncomfortably, before remembering his discovery. He looked down at the camera in his hand. "Uh… I found this camera in the forest," he said.
Everyone peered up to look at the camera. It was something else entirely, though, that caused Misty to cry out in shock.
"Professor Oak?!"
Mysteriously, the old man had seemed to materialise out of nowhere to appear from the forest on the other side of the road. Everyone gasped as they too spied the Professor approaching the group. He was wearing a white lab coat that reached all the way to the ground, and was peculiarly carrying a long white staff.
"Professor Oak! What are you doing here?!" Ash exclaimed, "And why do you have that weird stick-thingy?"
Professor Oak spoke in a hushed tone. "I don't have time to answer those questions right now, Ash. You must come with me now to a safe place, so we can talk." He looked down at the camera in Ash's hand.
"Ash… you have in your hand now… The One Camera."
Teehee! I am having so much fun writing this! I don't know if anyone is actually finding this fic funny… my mother says that I have a very weird sense of humour, so maybe it just sounds kinda dumb to a lot of people. But oh well! That's never stopped me before!
Please review! I'm not sure how long this fic is going to go for at the moment, so it'd be great to get some feedback about whether or not it's worth continuing. Thankyou!
Till Next Time,
BansheeGirl.