I Don't own Pokemon
Chapter 7: The Bet
Two months later,
Everything was going great in Pallet. Little three-month-old Ashley Misty Ketchem was learning a lot about her surroundings. She knew her parents, grandparents, and her parents pokemon (including Mimey). She could now hold her head up to search around her, laugh, and stop crying when who she wants is present. Most of the time, that was either Ash or Misty.
She had been to Professor Oaks place quiet a few times to meet her father's pokemon. They took a direct liking to her and vice versa.
"She is so going to be a trainer." Tracey observed as she sat on her father's lap playing with Bulbasaur's vine whip.
"Yeah." Misty agreed. "The question is, will she be like her mother, or father who puts a Caterpie up against a Pidgeotto?"
"You're never going to let me live that down are you?"
"Nope." She said as she gave him a kiss on the cheek.
"So, about how long have you been together?" Tracey asked.
"It's almost our anniversary." Ash answered.
"YES! BROCK OWES ME $100!"
"WHAT!" Misty yelled.
WHAM
Tracey got a taste of her mallet.
"WHO ELSE HAD MADE BETS ON US!"
"Misty!"
"What!"
Ash covered his daughter's, who was watching with curiosity (she'd never seen Mommy so angry), eyes.
"Ok. Continue. You were saying Tracey?"
Tracey pointed to the computer. Misty ran to it and started to search the internet for bets on her and Ash. When she found the website for the big one, she read the list out loud.
"Practically every Jenny and Joy, minus the Hoenn ones, Brock, my sisters, Tracey, Richie, Todd, Gary, AJ, Harrison, Vincent, Practically every gym leader in Kanto, Johto, and the Orange Islands, Melody, Lance, Bruno, Prima, Mr. Goodshow, Jessie, James, Meowth, Butch, Cassidy, Luna, the list just goes on."
"I can't believe adults even got into this."
"Somehow I can believe Team Rocket"
"Yeah. Some of these people are givens. Such as Brock, Tracey, my sisters, and Team Rocket. But three of the Elite Four?"
"I didn't know about THAT?" Tracey said
"What? You don't check the pot?" Ash joked
"No. I check my e-mail."
"Well, if you know what's good for you," Misty threatened, "You'd keep quiet about this."
Ash had accidentally moved his hand. Ashley, being three months old, learned something: Make Mommy angry, she'd get scary. (3 month olds learn cause and effect)
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(Now we're back to where we began)
The next day,
"I hope Mrs. Ketchem knows where he's at." Brock told May and Max as they walked up to the porch of Ash's house.
"Yeah. It's not like Ash to disappear like that." May commented.
"What do you mean? He's been like this for the past year!" Max told his sister.
Brock rang the doorbell and waited a few minutes before the door started to open. As the door opened,
"ASH!"
"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?" Brock yelled at him.