Where The Red Fern Grows: A Pokemon Story

Cerulean Shadow's Note: "Where The Red Fern Grows" is a very good story by the famous Wilson Rawls. He is a genious! I grew up reading the book, and it's a touching story about a boy and his two hunting dogs, Old Dan and Little Ann, having many adventures as they try to catch wild ringtails. You will love the story. But this story is a praordy off of the movie. Also, to Soft Flame Matthias, yes, there is an intermission. When it says "End Of Scene " the characters are on their break for the next scene. Enjoy!

BEGINNING OF SCENE TWO

"I'm out back, son." James called Ash.

Ash was bringing James a glass of water, after long hours of working on a broken wheel.

"Ash didn't get any good sleep last night. All night, he thought about the Pokemon he has always wanted. He didn't care what it was. Except if it could hunt. He thought about one of those Pikachu, or Meowth... or both?" Becky nateratted backstage.

"Thank you, Ash." James said as he took the water and drank it.

"I was down at Grandpa's store yesterday, and he said that old man Stanton's Mudkip's about to have a litter. And I'm sure he'd be glad to-"

"Pa? I don't want no Mudkip. I want hunting Pokemon." Ash said.
"I know what you want, son. But hunting Pokemon cost money. Right now, there's a Poochyena pup outside Grandpa's store. It's going for $35."

"Can I go see him?"
"Did you hear what I said, boy? I said $35.
"Can I at least go see him? Please, Poppa?"
"Did you finish stacking that cordwood?"
"Yes, sir."
"... Well, I guess it wouldn't hurt nothing."

After those words, Ash immediately took off to his Grandpa's store, which was like about a two or three miles from his home.

"Be back by noon! You gotta fix that fence down by the south end!" James called.
"Okay!" Ash replied.

"Every town has its characters, and every boy had his nemisis. Ash's was Gary and Brock Pritchard. Ash's family didn't have no train running through their neck of the woods, and no train tracks, niether. But if they did, the Pritchards would definately be on the other side of 'em." Becky said.

Right now, Gary, Brock, and their afther, Flint Pritchard, were at Grandpa's store, checking out the Poochyena pup. It was warm outside, and the boys were pretty concerned about the little Poochyena.

"I don't know. $35 is a lot to pay for a Pokemon like that." Flint said.
"He ain't worth more than 20, Pa." Gary said.
"Hey, Billy, how ya doing?" Grandpa said as Ash came to the porch.
"Not even that much." Brock said.

"Well, if you don't like the price, you better talk to Chet Parker. It's his Pokemon. I'm just trying to sell it for him." Grandpa said as he gave the Poochyena to Ash.

"... All right. We'll take it. It ain't no $35 Pokemon. But I promised these boys a Pokemon, I'm gonna get 'em one. Even if it is a poor one." Flint said. "Now there's five, 25, 35. Come on boys."

After his father payed Grandpa, Brock scooped the Poochyena in his arms.

"Ash liked the Poochyena, and didn't want to let it go. Because he knew in his heart, that those Pritchards will be nothing but trouble to him."

"I've sure seen better Pokemon in my day." Brock sdaid as they were walking to the carriage.
"It'll be hard, but we'll make something out of him." Gary said.

"Guess it's better than no Pokemon at all!" Brock exclaimed to Ash.

Then, with that sudden exclaim, they drove off. Grandpa put his hand on Ash's shoulder as they saw them drive back home.

"Well that's a real shame. And, as sure as I'm living, that Poochyena's gonna end up being just as mean as they are. Bootleg money, that's for sure. Well..." Grandpa said. He started up the porch, grabbed his broom, and swept the dusty porch.

"Oh, Ash. I wish I could have bought him for you myself, but I ain't much better off than your pa. Don't you worry, son. You'll have your own Pokemon before too long." he said as he continued to sweep.

"... I don't know, Grandpa. Sometimes I think God don't want me to have any." Ash said.
"Well, maybe that's 'cause you ain't doing your fair share."

"What do you mean?"
"Ah, Ash. If God was a-minded to get you a Pokemon, that'd be easy as cutting lard. But then He'd be doing all the work. That ain't good for your character."

"I don't want character. I want Pokemon."

"I know. And if you want Pokemon bad enough, you're gonna have Pokemon. But if you want God's help, you gotta meet Him halfways."

"What does that mean?"
"What, about meeting him halfways? Well... Why don't you think about that? Okay?"

As soon as Ash nodded, he slowly walked back to his home. Behind him, Grandpa threw him a smile, and continued swepping.

END OF SCENE TWO

As the curtains closed, everyone took another break (That's your answer, Soft Flame Matthias). They all took a 5 minute break talking about what is going to happen in the next scene.

"Which scene does Pikachu and Meowth come in?" Brock asked.
"Scene 4." Becky said.
"Now remember. You two are going to have to get along." Misty said to Pikachu and Meowth.
"I tink we can do dat." Meowth said.
"Pika." Pikachu said.

"Well, so far, the story is getting quite good."

It was Will, coming from backstage.

"You finally getting used to it?" Ash asked.
"A little. But I still don't see what will help me make peace with my Pokemon." Will said.
"Oh, you'll see till da end." Meowth said.

"You'll see..."

TO BE CONTINUED...