Pikachu finished the last tofu brownie with a grimace. They hadn't tasted
that bad after all. He should have known. All Mary-Sues are perfect cooks.
"Hey, Pikachu?" Squirtle inquired. " Uh, not to worry or anything, but I did some calculations and at the speed we're going." He trailed off.
"What?" Pikachu demanded.
"We should reach Fuchsia City sometime tomorrow morning." Squirtle finished lamely.
Pikachu goggled at the turtle Pokemon. "T-tomorrow? But that's impossible! Yesterday there was thirty miles to go!"
"Well, we've been going much faster since Celandine joined us." Squirtle pointed out. "Plus we seem to have teleported past two forests and over a river."
"I should have known. Well, call an emergency meeting. All the Pokemon."
"Even Psyduck?" Squirtle queried. Psyduck hadn't actually attended the first meeting. He'd forgotten to come.
"Yes, even Psyduck. Drag him there by his tail if you have to."
Pikachu rapped a twig on Onix for attention. Squirtle had just told all the other Pokemon the results of his calculations and they had immediately started to panic. Vulpix was running around in circles shrieking loudly. Apparently she wasn't looking forward to Brock and Celandine's imminent date. Pikachu wasn't either.
"QUIET!!" Charizard bellowed. Pikachu smiled thankfully at him.
"Right. Well, that's the problem. Anyone got a solution?" Pikachu looked around the group. Everyone looked at their toes.
"Anyone at all." Still no ideas.
"Psyduck? What do you think?" Psyduck glanced up, surprised. "Huh? Wha?"
"What do you think we should do about Celandine?" Pikachu said, slowly and clearly. A dreamy look came over Psyduck's face. "Yeah, Celandine. Isn't she amazing?"
Pikachu gaped at him as the full extent of Psyduck's words sank in. "Uh, Psyduck, maybe you should go lie down or something, I think you might have a fever."
"Okay!!" Psyduck sing-songed and he toddled off to his Pokeball. Pikachu watched him go, before wheeling round, grabbing Bulbasaur and wailing into his face, "She's got Psyduck!!"
"Calm down! Calm! Ten deep breaths!" Bulbasaur shouted, near hysteria himself.
"I thought we were immune to her?" Vulpix said slowly.
"Well apparently we're not." Pikachu said slowly. "Maybe it just takes longer."
"How much longer?" Vulpix asked, eyes wide in fright.
Pikachu shrugged. "Dunno. Maybe it depends on the Poke-"
"Quiet!" Squirtle hissed, pointing over Pikachu's shoulder at something behind him. Pikachu turned, steeling himself to cope with whatever it was. When he saw it, he nearly fainted anyway. Celandine's Pikachu - what was it's name? Spooki? Soupi? Sparki, that's it - was standing there batting her long, spiky spider-legs eyelashes at him.
"Hi there, big guy." She said sweetly. Then, obviously mistaking Pikachu's confused expression fir one of unrequited love, she leant forward, gave him a swift peck on the cheek, and strolled away. Swinging her butt considerably more than necessary, I might add.
Pikachu watched her walk away, completely shellshocked. "Big guy? What's that supposed to mean?"
Togepi opened his mouth to speak.
"Actually, don't tell me." Pikachu said hurridly.
"Hey, Pikachu?" Squirtle inquired. " Uh, not to worry or anything, but I did some calculations and at the speed we're going." He trailed off.
"What?" Pikachu demanded.
"We should reach Fuchsia City sometime tomorrow morning." Squirtle finished lamely.
Pikachu goggled at the turtle Pokemon. "T-tomorrow? But that's impossible! Yesterday there was thirty miles to go!"
"Well, we've been going much faster since Celandine joined us." Squirtle pointed out. "Plus we seem to have teleported past two forests and over a river."
"I should have known. Well, call an emergency meeting. All the Pokemon."
"Even Psyduck?" Squirtle queried. Psyduck hadn't actually attended the first meeting. He'd forgotten to come.
"Yes, even Psyduck. Drag him there by his tail if you have to."
Pikachu rapped a twig on Onix for attention. Squirtle had just told all the other Pokemon the results of his calculations and they had immediately started to panic. Vulpix was running around in circles shrieking loudly. Apparently she wasn't looking forward to Brock and Celandine's imminent date. Pikachu wasn't either.
"QUIET!!" Charizard bellowed. Pikachu smiled thankfully at him.
"Right. Well, that's the problem. Anyone got a solution?" Pikachu looked around the group. Everyone looked at their toes.
"Anyone at all." Still no ideas.
"Psyduck? What do you think?" Psyduck glanced up, surprised. "Huh? Wha?"
"What do you think we should do about Celandine?" Pikachu said, slowly and clearly. A dreamy look came over Psyduck's face. "Yeah, Celandine. Isn't she amazing?"
Pikachu gaped at him as the full extent of Psyduck's words sank in. "Uh, Psyduck, maybe you should go lie down or something, I think you might have a fever."
"Okay!!" Psyduck sing-songed and he toddled off to his Pokeball. Pikachu watched him go, before wheeling round, grabbing Bulbasaur and wailing into his face, "She's got Psyduck!!"
"Calm down! Calm! Ten deep breaths!" Bulbasaur shouted, near hysteria himself.
"I thought we were immune to her?" Vulpix said slowly.
"Well apparently we're not." Pikachu said slowly. "Maybe it just takes longer."
"How much longer?" Vulpix asked, eyes wide in fright.
Pikachu shrugged. "Dunno. Maybe it depends on the Poke-"
"Quiet!" Squirtle hissed, pointing over Pikachu's shoulder at something behind him. Pikachu turned, steeling himself to cope with whatever it was. When he saw it, he nearly fainted anyway. Celandine's Pikachu - what was it's name? Spooki? Soupi? Sparki, that's it - was standing there batting her long, spiky spider-legs eyelashes at him.
"Hi there, big guy." She said sweetly. Then, obviously mistaking Pikachu's confused expression fir one of unrequited love, she leant forward, gave him a swift peck on the cheek, and strolled away. Swinging her butt considerably more than necessary, I might add.
Pikachu watched her walk away, completely shellshocked. "Big guy? What's that supposed to mean?"
Togepi opened his mouth to speak.
"Actually, don't tell me." Pikachu said hurridly.