Response to reviewers;
Topaz2; Aw, you're too kind. Thanks anyway!
The Review Guy; Yup, Evil!Mewtwo is back. The realms of the Mary Sue are boring and unoriginal.
ImagineThat; Don't worry. He will. Muahaha!
The group traipsed merrily into the Fuchsia City Pokemon Centre much like that kid Dorothy and her buddies on the yellow brick road. Celandine walked straight over to Nurse Joy's desk, pretending not to notice the stares and catcalls that followed her. Whatever else she is, she's not that good an actress, Pikachu thought with a snigger. Maybe by human standards. . . Togepi was much better at acting. He'd managed to persuade the whole trio that he was a tiny helpless Pokemon instead of an insanely powerful one just biding his time. How unobservant were they?
Celandine was standing by the PokeCentre desk, alternately tossing her silver mane - it was wavy again now - and tapping one foot on the ground.
"Hel-lo!" she called. "Nurse Jo-oy!" Nurse Jo-oy - erm, sorry, Nurse Joy - came around the corner, smiling sweetly.
"Hello, may I help - Oh! It's Celandine Waterflower, my second cousin twice removed on my mother's side!"
"She's got Nurse Joy as well!" Togepi said in horror. Pikachu nodded slowly, horrorstruck. Ash, Misty and Brock were one thing, but Nurse Joy? They didn't even see her that often!
"Come on, Pikachu." Ash said in his now-familiar monotone. "Get in the Pokeball so Nurse Joy can heal you."
"Since when do you have to be in a Pokeball to get hea - oh, I hate this place!" Pikachu complained, finding himself stuck in his Pokeball again. He really didn't like it. Like all Pikachus, Pikachu was slightly claustrophobic. (There's a reason they hate Pokeballs so much, you know.) At least healing only took a few minutes.
"Hey, Pikachu." Bulbasaur said from the Pokeball next door, voice echoing spookily. "I was just talking to Squirtle and he thinks that some of the plans we made a few days ago could be altered for Fuchsia City."
Pikachu nodded thoughtfully before remembering that Bulbasaur couldn't see him. "Um, yeah, that one Staryu thought of would work if we found a little table to put the bowl on, wouldn't it?"
"Yeah, though I don't how how we'll get it the right temperature without the campfire - eh? Wossat?"
Pikachu grinned. One of the Pokemon beyond Bulbasaur must be passing along a message.
"Hey, Pikachu, Squirtle says Charizard says he could heat it up with Flamethrower attack." Bulbasaur said after a few seconds.
Pikachu grinned evilly. "Excellent."
"Out you come, Pikachu!" Ash boomed and the next second Pikachu was out of his Ball again and back in the Pokemon centre. "Come on, we have to go fight the Gym Leader!" Ash raced out of the door, somehow forgetting to take Pikachu with him. The little yellow mouse trailed along behind him, thinking that if Ash kept up that speed he would sprain an ankle.
"Gah!"
Too late.
Topaz2; Aw, you're too kind. Thanks anyway!
The Review Guy; Yup, Evil!Mewtwo is back. The realms of the Mary Sue are boring and unoriginal.
ImagineThat; Don't worry. He will. Muahaha!
The group traipsed merrily into the Fuchsia City Pokemon Centre much like that kid Dorothy and her buddies on the yellow brick road. Celandine walked straight over to Nurse Joy's desk, pretending not to notice the stares and catcalls that followed her. Whatever else she is, she's not that good an actress, Pikachu thought with a snigger. Maybe by human standards. . . Togepi was much better at acting. He'd managed to persuade the whole trio that he was a tiny helpless Pokemon instead of an insanely powerful one just biding his time. How unobservant were they?
Celandine was standing by the PokeCentre desk, alternately tossing her silver mane - it was wavy again now - and tapping one foot on the ground.
"Hel-lo!" she called. "Nurse Jo-oy!" Nurse Jo-oy - erm, sorry, Nurse Joy - came around the corner, smiling sweetly.
"Hello, may I help - Oh! It's Celandine Waterflower, my second cousin twice removed on my mother's side!"
"She's got Nurse Joy as well!" Togepi said in horror. Pikachu nodded slowly, horrorstruck. Ash, Misty and Brock were one thing, but Nurse Joy? They didn't even see her that often!
"Come on, Pikachu." Ash said in his now-familiar monotone. "Get in the Pokeball so Nurse Joy can heal you."
"Since when do you have to be in a Pokeball to get hea - oh, I hate this place!" Pikachu complained, finding himself stuck in his Pokeball again. He really didn't like it. Like all Pikachus, Pikachu was slightly claustrophobic. (There's a reason they hate Pokeballs so much, you know.) At least healing only took a few minutes.
"Hey, Pikachu." Bulbasaur said from the Pokeball next door, voice echoing spookily. "I was just talking to Squirtle and he thinks that some of the plans we made a few days ago could be altered for Fuchsia City."
Pikachu nodded thoughtfully before remembering that Bulbasaur couldn't see him. "Um, yeah, that one Staryu thought of would work if we found a little table to put the bowl on, wouldn't it?"
"Yeah, though I don't how how we'll get it the right temperature without the campfire - eh? Wossat?"
Pikachu grinned. One of the Pokemon beyond Bulbasaur must be passing along a message.
"Hey, Pikachu, Squirtle says Charizard says he could heat it up with Flamethrower attack." Bulbasaur said after a few seconds.
Pikachu grinned evilly. "Excellent."
"Out you come, Pikachu!" Ash boomed and the next second Pikachu was out of his Ball again and back in the Pokemon centre. "Come on, we have to go fight the Gym Leader!" Ash raced out of the door, somehow forgetting to take Pikachu with him. The little yellow mouse trailed along behind him, thinking that if Ash kept up that speed he would sprain an ankle.
"Gah!"
Too late.