Chapter Twenty-two: What is there to do at a Breeding Convention?
"And that's not all you get!" exclaimed May, as Drew took the ribbon cup. "Uno momentito."
"Huh?" Drew was surprised at her sudden switch to Spanish.
"One sec," translated May, as she walked over to the judges table, who were busy cheering for Drew and jumping up and down. The judges handed her a shopping bag which was labeled 'Give to Grand Festival Winner'.
"Let's see…" said May when she walked back to Drew. "Here's a check for…" May gasped. "Twenty-five thousand dollars!"
Drew grinned greedily and snatched the check from May's hand.
"Next," said May digging through the shopping bag. "A Roselia plushie!"
"Cool," said Drew, taking the Roselia plushie.
May pulled out a poster of Drew and handed that to Drew as well.
"Actually May, you can keep that," said Drew. "Would you like an autograph?"
Before May could say anything, the judges ran in front of Drew and waved around their own posters of Drew.
"Sign mine!" yelled one.
"No mine!" yelled another.
"My pleasure," said Drew, as May wordlessly handed him a red permanent marker so that he could sign everything.
"Hmph, you could at least wait till I finish handing out the prizes!" said May huffily, crossing her arms and turning her back to the judges.
"She has a good point," said a judge wearing a purple shirt.
"True that," said another judge who had her hair up in Nurse Joy's style.
The judges regretfully went back to their table.
"Now sign mine," said May bashfully.
"HEY, NO FAIR!" yelled the judge with the purple shirt. May stuck her tongue at him.
Drew scribbled something on the poster and handed it to May, all while doing the Drew Thing.
"Let's move on," said Drew.
"Right," said May, going starry-eyed over the poster.
"You know, you see me everyday and you never give me a look like that…" pointed out Drew.
May laughed nervously. "Yeah, so…" She shuffled through the shopping bag some more. "T-shirt," she said, throwing a green T-shirt into Drew's arms.
"I won the Grand Festival and all I got was this T-shirt," read Drew. "Nice touch."
A judge with a brown bag over his head gave Drew the thumbs-up sign. "I designed it myself!"
"Pineapple," said May, throwing a pineapple into Drew's arms.
"Well…" said Drew, turning over the pineapple awkwardly.
Suddenly, May squealed as she peeked into the shopping bag again. "This is awesome! What a great prize!"
Drew jumped back involuntarily at her squeal. "What'd I get?"
May squealed again. "I can't believe it! You'd think Syrene would say…no wait, she did! She said I was psychic and maybe…just maybe…"
Drew snatched the shopping bag from May out of curiosity and suspense. "What the…"
"Oh, you have to wear it now!" said May, squealing once more.
Drew pulled out a pale green coat with a matching pair of pants. "Are you serious?" he asked, glaring at the judges. They shrugged.
"And wear the green T-shirt underneath! You really will look like a leprechaun…" May had that dreamy look again.
"Wear it, wear it, wear it, wear it, wear it, wear it," chanted the audience.
Drew grumbled. "What else is in that shopping bag?" he asked, handing it back to May.
"Hmm…a chocolate bar, a green pair of sneakers, some green winter gear, green summer clothes, and a green badminton racket," stated May, throwing everything into Drew's arms.
"My whole wardrobe's planned for me…" said Drew, aghast.
"Oh yeah, and a green birdie for the green badminton racket. And, there's another green badminton racket in case you want to play with someone I guess, and a green badminton net," added May.
Drew took the shopping bag again and saw that there were also green swimming trunks in there, green sunglasses and a green towel. "What a prize…"
"And that's all folks! The Grand Festival is officially over!" announced May.
The crowd cheered, and May and Drew left the Grand Festival after the judges made an important announcement about the breeding convention.
"LUNCH!" yelled a rabid member of the audience, leaving before them.
"YEAH! LET'S GO, DREW!" yelled May.
"…I'm right here…" muttered Drew.
"I'm half starved! I hope the breeding convention has good food…" said May. "Where is it anyway?"
"At the enormous pokemon center. Weren't you listening?" asked Drew.
"O-of course I was…" said May, staring at Drew. Drew changed into his new clothes right before they left.
"W…What?" asked Drew, feeling slightly awkward at May's intense stare.
May looked dazed once again. Drew sighed. "Come on, or I'll leave without you."
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"For old times sake, James, please?" asked Jesse.
"Oh, all right," agreed James. "Ready Meowth?"
"Of coise I am! Let's do dis ting!" exclaimed Meowth.
"Prepare for trouble!"
"Make it double!"
The trio made it through their motto, and then they walked towards the breeding convention, whistling the tune of the first pokemon season theme song.
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"Hey Ash, race you to the breeding convention!" said Misty.
"You're on!" said Ash.
"Ha, I'll get there years before you!" said Misty.
As soon as Misty said that, Ash was already twenty feet ahead of her. "HEY, NO FAIR!"
"It is too fair!" said Ash, still running.
"No it's not," said Misty, huffing and trying to keep up.
"Yeah it is," said Ash.
"No."
"Yeah."
"No."
"Yeah."
"Yeah."
"No."
"No?"
"Yeah!"
"Yeah?"
"No!"
"No!"
"Yeah…"
"No!"
"Yeah?"
"No!"
"Yeah!"
"Uh…" said Ash finally.
"Yeah, I lost track," said Misty.
In the end, Ash won the race.
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"Pikachu!" said Pikachu.
"You want to go to the breeding convention? Sure!" said Max, smiling for the numerous cameras.
"Pika!" exclaimed Pikachu, as it made the peace sign for a camera.
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"Where's Ash and Misty, Gary?" asked Professor Oak.
"Those losers ran to the breeding convention," said Gary.
"How sweet, you stayed to keep us company!" exclaimed Ash's mother.
"I know, I am the nicest person there is!" said Gary.
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"Ted, Ted!" yelled Cantaloupe.
"What…Cantaloupe?" asked Ted, sniveling.
"We have to get to the breeding convention! Let's just put our problems beside us! Forgive and forget? Please…" pleaded Cantaloupe.
Ted gave her a scrutinizing look. "Fine, but our friendship is over!"
Cantaloupe looked down. "I know I shouldn't have lied…"
"But you did!" said Ted.
"I know I did!" said Cantaloupe.
"Just making sure," said Ted.
"Good, now that we got that straight…" said Cantaloupe.
"Okay, I forgive you…" said Ted.
"Really?" asked Cantaloupe.
"No," said Ted. "It's goodbye for good!"
Ted walked towards the breeding convention. Cantaloupe waved. "See you at the breeding convention!"
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"Hey, it's Lance! Could this day get any better?" asked Drew.
"No, it's the brats!" exclaimed Lance, trying to get away.
"Where are you off to in such a hurry?" asked May.
"You two are the last people I wanted to see…" said Lance.
"Aw, how sweet! He wanted to see us!" said May.
Drew grinned. "You're a great friend, Lance."
"You two are no friends of mine!" said Lance wildly.
"He's in denial," whispered May. Drew nodded.
"So Lance. Let's get to the breeding convention, shall we?" said Drew.
"I'm not going with you two," said Lance stubbornly.
May laughed. "Let's go Lance!"
"By the way Lance, you have a bit of dirt on your nose," said Drew.
Lance wiped his nose.
"And Lance, is that a stain on your shirt?" asked May.
"Yes…yes it is," said Lance slowly.
"And Lance…" started Drew, but Lance cut him off.
"Oh, is that the Captain calling me? I have to run…" said Lance, running for his life.
"Really, what is his hurry?" asked May.
Drew shrugged. "You'd think he'd be happier to see old friends."
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"Are you done setting up your side of the stand?" asked Brock.
"Yes," said Melody.
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"Please take this booklet. It contains a map of the convention area, and the times of the breeding lectures. Thank you for coming, and enjoy. Lunch will be served in fifteen minutes," said a person behind a counter, handing Drew a booklet. "You and the young miss nearby can share the booklet."
Drew did the Drew Thing. "She obviously knew that you didn't deserve a booklet, May."
"I want a booklet," whined May.
"Too bad," said Drew.
"Can I see the booklet?" asked May.
"When I'm done," said Drew, flipping pages of the booklet.
"What's for lunch?" asked May. "Does it say in the booklet?"
"Maybe," said Drew.
"What's that supposed to mean?" pouted May.
"It means that you can look it up when you get the booklet," said Drew.
"Will you give me the booklet?" asked May.
"Yes," answered Drew.
"When?" asked May.
"After lunch," said Drew.
"Oh ok…hey wait! No fair!" exclaimed May.
Drew ignored her and flipped through the booklet. "We can go to a ten minute lecture before getting lunch. There's one on massaging plant pokemon."
"You can do that?" asked May, wide eyed. "Plant pokemon don't have skin or anything do they? Or pressure points?"
"Let's check your pokedex," suggested Drew.
May took her pokedex out of her bag and blew some dust off of it. Then she opened it and pressed a few buttons.
"Plant Pokemon, although lacking skin, can receive massages from specialized breeders. This has been discovered just recently, as massaging pokemon in general is a relatively new thing," stated May's Pokedex. May's Pokedex had a name, and it was Xelienne.
"So they don't have skin," mused Drew.
"Roselias are the best plant pokemon simply because Drew, a famous coordinator, trains one," said Xelienne.
"Dextette has good taste," said May.
"My name is Xelienne!" stated Xelienne.
"You obviously have issues with your pokedex…" said Drew.
"Your name is DEXTETTE! Get it straight!" yelled May.
"It's Xelienne! How do you confuse the two?" asked Xelienne.
"Dextette, you are my pokedex and I say that your name is Dextette! You can't just choose these things on your own…" said May strictly.
"Hmph! I'm not talking to you anymore!" stated Xelienne.
"I should never have let Professor Birch program a personality chip for you!" remarked May.
"Blasphemy! I never used a chip, I was always this smart! I could always think for myself," said Xelienne.
"Right, whatever," said May, closing Xelienne and shoving it into her bag. Xelienne's muffled voice was heard.
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"Say Misty…do you want to go the lecture on what to feed a Squirtle before lunch? It lasts ten minutes," said Ash.
"Sure! And…didn't you have a Squirtle before? Whatever happened to the little guy?" asked Misty.
"Um…" said Ash, who couldn't remember.
"Speaking of which, a lot of your Pokemon are missing…like Pikachu," said Misty.
"Oh, Pikachu's busy getting an album together. He wrote to me yesterday. Do you want to see the letter?" asked Ash.
"Definitely!" said Misty.
Ash showed her the letter. It was in Max's handwriting. Apparently he was writing it, and Pikachu dictated it.
Pi,
Pikachu Pi Pika. Cha, Pikachu Pii. Chu, Pikachu Pikachu Pika. Pika Pi.
Pika,
Pikachu.
Misty wiped a tear from her eye. "That was so beautiful and deep…"
"Wasn't it? I cried when I first read it too…" said Ash. "Pikachu really has a way with words."
"I'll say…" agreed Misty.
"Hey, we should go before we miss the lecture!" said Ash suddenly. He grabbed Misty's arm and dragged her to the Squirtle lecture.
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Gary wandered around the convention area, and took down numerous notes about the organization and the general design of the event.
Suddenly, Fin walked up to him. "Are you the Gary? I've always wanted to meet you!"
"Huh? Yes…yes I am the Gary. And who are you?" asked Gary.
"I'm Fin!" said Fin. "I've read all your books! I especially like the How to series."
"Do you want me to autograph anything? I usually wait for book signing sessions, but I can make an exception…" said Gary.
"Will you?" asked Fin, starry eyed. "Here's my How to: Beat Your Rival in Chess."
Gary signed it with pleasure, and handed it back to Fin. "Stay beautiful!" he said, and waved. Then he ran to the lecture on Pokemon dietary habits before he missed the whole thing.
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"That…was so boring…" said May, her voice drained of emotion.
"It's only been ten minutes…" said Drew tiredly. "We have four more hours of this!"
"No…way…" said May.
"Let's just eat lunch…" Drew looked like he was going to drop on the floor any minute and fall asleep.
"What is there for lunch?" asked May.
"Macaroni and cheese," answered Drew.
May and Drew made their way to the cafeteria and sat at a table. Surprisingly enough, Ash and Misty were also on that table, and so were Lance, Professor Oak, Ash's mom, Ted, Cantaloupe, Fin, and Gary. Ted and Fin's mother were seated at a table across the room with Mona.
The Macaroni and cheese was delicious. It was made up of five different types of cheeses, and came with a bottle of free lemon iced tea. The fork that it came with was not an ordinary fork, but a spork. Naturally, everyone was excited when they ate. They were so excited, that they forgot that they had four more hours of the annoyingly boring breeding convention left to go.
Fin seemed to adore Gary, but she kept her distance. She blushed every time Gary came within two feet of her, which meant that when they were seated at the table, she was as red as a tomato for the full length of time. After eating, she hurriedly left and muttered something about buying a pokemon care kit.
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Lunch didn't help, and Ash, Misty, Drew, and May were still nearly bored to tears. They decided to walk around the breeding convention together, and stopped by at the stands of breeding merchandise.
"Hey, isn't that Brock?" asked Ash, pointing at a stand.
"Ash! It's rude to point!" reprimanded Misty.
"Sorry Misty…" said Ash.
"Don't apologize to me! Apologize to Brock! Right now!" yelled Misty, stamping her foot.
Ash looked down in shame, and stalked over to Brock. "Sorry I pointed at you, Brock."
"You pointed at me?" asked Brock.
Misty and the others caught up to Ash. Then they realized that Brock was too far away to see Ash pointing.
"Hey, Brock! How's everything going with Melody?" asked May slyly. She perked up a bit, considering that she went through ten minutes of absolute boredom.
Brock turned red. "I…uh…she, May!"
"Brock's tongue tied…" said Ash in awe.
"Not everyone can do that to him," agreed Misty.
"Hello everyone!" said Melody turning around from her side of the stand. She took off some headphones that were clearly blasting Max and Pikachu's newest song. "How are you? I don't believe I've ever met you two before. But you must be Drew! I watched the Grand Festival on the TV that's located on the second floor of this building."
"Oh come on…you have to know what my name is!" said May.
"…I don't believe I do," said Melody, shaking her head. "I'm terribly sorry."
"It starts with an 'M'!" said May.
"coughMaycough," coughed Brock.
"I'm sorry dear, but can you just tell me what your name is?" asked Melody.
"COUGHMAYCOUGH" coughed Brock louder.
"Sweetheart, I won't know if you won't tell me," said Melody.
"…Her name is May," said Drew.
"Oh! Well thank you for telling me. Nice to meet you all. You're Misty right? Brock's told me all about you!" said Melody.
Misty nodded. "Of course he has!"
"Conceited much?" asked Ash.
Misty just punched Ash in the face.
"So, have you two…you know, done anything?" asked May. "Did you kiss Melody yet, Brock?"
Brock turned red again. "Well…um…we did, once."
"Just once?" May squealed.
"Or maybe…twice…" corrected Brock.
"We kissed three times," said Melody dreamily. "Actually, make that four…"
Their breeding stand had a curtain surrounding it, and Melody took the liberty of closing it, giving them privacy.
"Well…" said Drew.
"Those two really love each other!" said May, squealing. "I have to talk to Brock after this!"
"It's not that special," said Misty, waving a hand. "But I am surprised that Brock's managed to get a girl."
"Oh, you're just jealous that you don't have a boyfriend," said May slyly.
"That's…that's just your opinion," said Misty stiffly.
"So who is your boyfriend then?" asked May.
"Well…I did have dinner with…with Rudy once," said Misty.
"One single date's just not the same thing," said May matter-of-factly.
"Uh…well…Ash is my boyfriend!" blurted out Misty.
"WHAT?" yelled Ash.
Misty smirked. Then she pulled Ash aside and whispered, "Play along…I'm not letting that brat think that Brock's better than me!"
"Um, yeah. Misty's my girlfriend…we've been going out for fifteen seconds," said Ash. Misty stamped on his foot, and he grimaced in pain.
"What Ash means is that we were dating for two months. Sometimes I wonder, Ash," said Misty. Then she pulled Ash aside again. "May won't buy that! Don't ruin it!"
"Why should I help you look good?" whispered Ash irritably.
"Keep that up and I really will force you to be my boyfriend!" whispered Misty angrily.
Ash gulped. "You're abusive" he whispered.
"Thank you," whispered Misty. Then she smiled nervously at May and Drew.
"What are you two doing?" asked May.
"We're uh…just, you know…" stammered Misty.
"You have weird friends May," said Drew.
"FOR YOUR INFORMATION I'M NOT WEIRD! I DON'T CARE IF YOU WON THE GRAND FESTIVAL! YOU CAN CALL ASH WEIRD, YOU CAN EVEN CALL MY EX-TOGEPI WEIRD, BUT WHEN YOU CALL ME WEIRD, MISTER, THAT'S WHEN YOU'RE GOING TOO FAR!" yelled Misty, exploding.
"She's just jealous of Brock," said May, shrugging.
"NOW IF YOU'LL EXCUSE ME, I'M GOING TO GO TAKE ASH TO GET SOME DESSERT BECAUSE THAT'S WHAT PEOPLE DO WHEN THEY ARE DATING FOR AN EXTENDED PERIOD OF TIME AND NOT FIFTEEN SECONDS!" yelled Misty. She dragged Ash off to another section of the breeding convention.
"AND I'M NOT WEIRD! ASH IS!" she yelled, before she left the room.
"Wanna go watch some TV?" asked Drew, ignoring the whole incident.
"Sure!" said May. They went to the second floor of the convention building and found a large big screen TV which included 500,000 plus channels, all with nothing very exceptional on.
And that's what they did for the remaining four hours of the breeding convention.
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Meanwhile, things were getting heated behind the curtain of Brock and Melody's stand…
"Have any twos?" asked Melody.
"Nope. Go fish," said Brock.
End of Chapter
Next chapter trailer: Ash is going to try to win his eighth badge at Wallace's gym! But is that possible? We all know that a large portion of his win is due to his cheerleaders, right? But now, with the irresistible ice-cream bribe, everyone is going purely to cheer Wallace and boo Ash! Will Ash win, under the added peer pressure? Stay tuned for Chapter Twenty Three: Will Misty have sprinkles on her ice-cream?
