RANDOM MISADVENTURES IN THE POKÉMON WORLD

Written by BansheeGirl

A/N: Yep, I have returned! I know, long time, no see. But it seems that my duty as a school student has reigned over my duty as an author of late, and for that I am sorry. I don't actually know if there's anyone out there who has actually been pining for me to continue with this fic, but here goes anyway!

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 4

The five youths and their Pokémon immediately understood what had to be done. Professor Oak looked to Jessie.

"It is up to you, Rocket girl, to lead the group. For now all of us must work together in harmonious mushy-ness that can only be described by the instance of BansheeGirl's earlier works of fanfiction."

Jessie's eyes widened at this last comment. The task before her was going to be much more difficult than she had ever imagined.

She stood up, indicating that she was willing to rise to the tremendous responsibility placed upon her. Ash, Misty, Brock, Pikachu, James, Meowth, Professor Oak and a mouldy piece of cheese that had somehow managed to find its way into the fairy ring unnoticed followed suit.

Ash walked over to Jessie, the One Camera hanging around his neck. "Temporary truce?" He asked, extending his hand out to the female Team Rocket member. Jessie rolled her eyes. Not again. Hadn't she been through enough when she was actually forced to be cousin to Ash in the fic Evolution? The thought of her being nice to the egotistical little runt ever again made her retch.

But then again… she did end up pashing James at the end of Evolution.

She glanced over at her partner-in-crime. Or more specifically, she glanced over at her partner-in-crime's butt, as he seemed to be bending over to examine what appeared to be a mouldy piece of cheese.

"Fine," Jessie agreed, still staring at James' butt as she shook Ash's hand.

Everyone smiled, jumping around exchanging high-fives as the Lizzie McGuire theme played somewhere in the background. Hannah, Professor Oak's 'resident fairy', emerged to place daisy-chains around everyone's necks.

"Let us be on our way!" Professor Oak exclaimed excitedly. He grabbed his weird stick-thingy and a satchel full of fairy bread, before marching out of the clearing and into the forest beyond. Ash, Misty, Brock, Pikachu and Team Rocket ran to keep up with the frail old man.

The group trekked through bush, fire, desert, oceans, rocky mountains and icy glaciers until Ash was finally revoked of his navigating position. Indeed, the Team Rocket encampment – where Jessie's hair gel was located – was only a few mere minutes' walk from Professor Oak's fairy ring in the first place.

As a result everyone tied Ash up in a very small bag and dragged him behind them as Professor Oak directed the group back en route to the Rocket encampment. In the next thirty-seven minutes friendships were forged, unforgettable memories were made and recipes were swapped…

…The bonds of the fellowship grew stronger.

The group continued walking until Brock finally halted. "Look!" He cried, pointing up toward the sky. Everyone stopped sipping the thickshakes they'd bought at a McDonalds they'd passed not long ago, and peered up above the trees to see a haze of purple fog far in the distance.

"They're the fumes from my hair gel! We're getting closer!" Jessie squealed with a rather unpleasant look plastered upon her face.

"…Brain freeze?" Misty asked.

Jessie nodded, massaging the side of her head while contradictorily continuing to drink her thickshake.

A muffled sound came from behind the group.

"Mnph! Phert ungh rhyshtophl!"

Everyone looked to the extremely small bag that contained Ash. It appeared that he had regained consciousness as the group had stopped to acknowledge the hair gel fumes in the distance. Misty rolled her eyes.

"What do you want this time, Ash?"

"Ghyrty fhortog!"

Anger boiled inside of Misty. "Ash, can you stop speaking in Pidgin Kantoish! You know that none of us speak that language!" Ash had always tried to rub it in Misty's face that he had been able to learn the language of the native savages of Kanto, while she, the decidedly smarter one, couldn't.

"Okay, okay!" Ash's voice came from within the bag. "Could someone please let me out now? Please?"

Misty looked to Brock. Brock looked to Pikachu. Pikachu looked to Meowth. Meowth looked to Jessie. Jessie looked to James. James looked to Professor Oak. Professor Oak looked with bulging eyes to a small photograph he held, drooling whilst simultaneously whispering over and over again, "Delia… oh Delia…"

Brock peered over Professor Oak's shoulder. "Wow, who's the hot babe in the bikini!" He exclaimed.

Professor Oak snapped out of his trance, nervously shoving the photograph into the folds of his lab coat. Wiping the drool from the sides of his mouth, he began to speak, "Ahem. Ah… yes, I suppose you can let the boy out now."

Misty walked over and untied the bag. Ash crawled out, his clothes drenched in various places with dark red blood.

"Oh, Ash, look at all your sexy wounds!" Misty cried. "I had no idea you would get so hurt when we dragged you over that kilometre of extremely jagged and pointy rocks! You poor thing!" She gently helped him to sit down on a patch of fresh green grass and began tending to his injuries with a first-aid kit that had somehow materialised out of nowhere.

James clasped his hands together. "Awww… look at that… how sweet!"

Jessie's eyes darted worriedly to her friend. "What! Don't tell me you're a Pokéshipper!"

James looked to Jessie with a puzzled look on his face. "Of course… duh! Those two are so perfect for one another… they're both so… young… so naïve… annoying… and not to mention pretentious… it's a match made in heaven!"

Jessie scorned. "You have to be kidding!"

James crossed his arms. "Well… if you're not a Pokéshipper, then what are you?"

"A Gymshipper, of course," she said, tilting her head up nonchalantly. "Misty deserves someone much more mature and level-headed than that conceited little brat."

James rolled his eyes. "Puh-lease. You call him mature and level-headed?" James pointed over to Brock, who was leaning suavely against a tree giving suggestive looks to a totodile, whom he had mistaken for an Officer Jenny.

Jessie puffed her cheeks out angrily like a Jigglypuff. "I… you… well…" she appeared stuck for words. "I… hope you know that you are really beginning to strain this friendship, James!" she spat. She flounced off to try and convince Brock to stop asking a flustered-looking totodile to go out on a date with him.

After several minutes of utter confusion, the fellowship finally began to recompose themselves in order to press on toward the Rocket encampment. "Should I hold the map?" Ash asked, his clothes suddenly free of the copious amount of blood that had soaked them only moments before.

"NO!"

Ash shrunk away from the livid group before him. He began to pout self-pitifully, but saw something pounce out from the bushes to the group's left that made him positively shriek with horror.

Both humans and Pokémon gasped as they too laid eyes on the disgusting creature that had emerged from the depths of the forest. Its body was emaciated and it hunched over on all fours. Its eyes bulged out of its head gruesomely and long, matted tendrils of hair hung wet over its head. The creature's body was a sickly pale colour, and its hands and feet appeared gargantuan compared to its gaunt limbs.

Yet there was one undeniable feature of this pathetic creature that signalled to the fellowship its true identity. And it was an identity that the group knew all too well.

A tacky orange headband hung loosely from the creature's oversized skull...

…It was Tracey Sketchit.

Whew! It feels good to be writing again! Once again, I dearly hope that everyone liked this chappie!

Please review this fic, I'd love to know what anyone is thinking about it thus far. I'm open for suggestions – if you'd like to see a certain something in upcoming chapters I'll do my best to work it in! Thanks also to everyone who has reviewed already – 'speshly Tear and Eevee – you know you guys rock!

Hopefully it won't be so long before I write the next chapter!

Adios Amigos!

BansheeGirl.