Chapter 4
Second to last chapter! Yea!
*Pikachu? I have something to ask you,* Charizard said, breaking the silence. Once again the troop of pokemon were wandering around the forest, at night, trying to find Team Rocket again. One would think it would be relatively easy finding a balloon of a giant Meowth. It was much harder than it looks.
*Yeah?*
*Are you like on freaking drugs man?!* Charizard ranted. *Going to Team Rocket to see if they'll write love letters for us?! You might as well be wearing a sign that says 'Come kidnap me now! Please!'*
*This is our last resort. I don't know about you guys, but their bickering is getting worse.*
*Didn't exactly help that you stole his wallet.* Ash did find his wallet, albeit it was missing twenty dollars. He still didn't have a logical explanation.
*Look guys I found their balloon!* Buizel pointed eastward.
*Thus making it so that they'll be able to find us soo much easier.* Charizard rolled his eyes.
*You're just mad that we wouldn't use your idea.* Staraptor said.
*It was a perfectly good idea.*
*Dropping them into a cave and waiting for them to confess their love and 'mate' is the worst idea ever. Even Pikachu's idea made more sense than that you perv.*
*Sshh!* Pikachu held up a paw to his mouth. *They'll hear you!*
*They probably see us too thanks to Charizard's butt,* Politoed muttered darkly.
*Hey man, can't exactly shut this thing off you know.* Charizard protested.
*Will you guys shut it? I think they're coming this way.*
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"Is this all the grub you got guys?" Meowth complained. Jessie, James and Meowth were huddled around a small pile of berries that they managed.
"Well I didn't see you do anything today!" Jessie argued. "What were you doing anyways this morning?"
Meowth rubbed the back of his head. "Well it's kind of a long story."
James shushed them. "I think I hear something. It sounds like pokemon arguing."
Meowth nearly panicked. Though Jessie and James couldn't tell, Meowth knew it was the twerp's pokemon coming back for some more help. "Evidently their little flower scheme didn't work out." he thought.
"Let's go have a look see. It could be some rare pokemon to bring back to the boss." James went to find the source of the noise.
"Oh please no, please no..." Meowth was silently begging.
"Eeeeeeee! It's the twerp's poke-" CRACK! BOOM!
*Sorry,* Pikachu looked down at the now smoldering James of Team Rocket. *It was instinct, I guess.*
Jessie clapped her hand gleefully. "This has to be our lucky day!" She went to grab a net from the balloon. "They're practically begging to be captured!"
"WAIT!" Meowth jumped right in font of her.
"What's going on Meowth?" She looked downright ticked that Meowth was ruining this golden opportunity.
"I can explain everything." As if on cue, Pikachu began chattering a million miles an hour, with Meowth translating. "Pikachu and his little buddies here have been trying to get the twerp and the redhead together, but they can't aprak human so they asked for my hope, though it was more like kidnapping--"
*I didn't say that!* Pikachu protested.
"So then I went to go help them buy flowers for the twerpoiette but that didn't work, so now they're going to write love letters to each of them to get them to meet up, but they don't have thumbs so they can't write the letters. Now they came back seeing if you guys can write the letters for them." Meowth took a big breath. "And that's that."
"But why should we help the twerps out?" Jessie asked. "They've never done anything for us."
*Well if you do help us, I won't incinerate you morons right here and now.* Charizard threatened, eyes narrowing down to tiny slits.
"I ain't translatin' that lizard boy." Meowth glared at Charizard, who then blew a puff of smoke in Meowth's face.
"Well, it is kind of romantic," James, who was now mostly recovered from Pikachu's electrical ambush, though his clothes were smoldered, said. "The twerp's pokemon trying to get them together? It's kind of cute. I mean, if they figured out that the twerps like each other, then its rather sad, don't you think?"
Jessie sniffed. "Sounds like a bad soap opera to me."
"Well if anything, if we don't help them, it'll prolong the inevitable. Aren't you tired of them dancing around for years?
"A little." She admitted. The pokemon flock looked up at her with big pleading eyes. "Oh fine! If it will only get you guys to stop bugging me with those eyes. It looks kind of creepy on the Gible."
*Hey!*
Buizel snickered. *She called you creepy.*
*Oh yeah? Well, well, your mom's creepy!* Gible retorted.
*And once again, the war of the morons commences.* Politoed quipped.
"So what do you want us to do?"
Pikachu began chattering again. "You got any paper?" Meowth asked.
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(The next night, just to clear things up a bit)
*This had better work,* Charizard said. *Otherwise I will use my plan. *
*Least we aren't using Psyduck again.* Corsola said. *Those poor, poor flowers.*
*Funny.* Staraptor glared. *Anyways, I thought you didn't like flowers.*
*I do, only when they're really far away.*
After getting Team Rocket to write the letters,-- Jessie wrote Ash's and James wrote Misty's--, the pokemon then sneaked back in the make their little deliveries. To enhance the affect, they sprayed a bit of on of Misty's perfumes on Ash's letter.
"Hey guys," Ash said, interrupting their furtive little meeting. "You guys ready for bed?"
*Not really,* Buizel said, but Ash took it as a 'yes', since the trainer couldn't speak pokemon.
"'K guys," Ash shepherded them out of the hall and into the gym. "Bedtime."
*Wow, he's dense.* Politoed commented.
*No kidding.* Buizel replied.
*Least he isn't putting us back in our pokeballs,* Charizard mentioned.
*Sssshhh!* They all hissed.
"Good night," Ash turned off the lights of the gym.
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Ash trundled back to the guest bedroom, yawning mightily as he did so. "Ready to hit the sack Pikachu?"
*Oh dear Arceus yes! Do you have any idea what I've been going through?*
Ash ruffled Pikachu's head. "Man that was a really good day of training today. We really did a lot of work with Torterra's speed. Hey, what's this?" Ash picked up a piece of paper that was sitting next to his nightstand. The aroma from the letter wafted upward to his nose.
*Read the stupid paper!* Pikachu practically screamed, but since Ash couldn't speak Pikachu, there would be no way for his trainer to understand what he was saying. "If he did though, that would make life so much easier."
Ash began to read the letter out loud:
Ash,
Meet me tomorrow at the ocean's edge on Route 25 at 10:00 pm.
Misty
"Why on earth would she want to meet me there?" Ash scratched his head. "A pokemon battle maybe? Nah, then the letter would have said that. Hmmm."
"You idiot! She wants to confess her undying love for you!" Pikachu was about to go insane, nearly beating his head on the wooden nightstand in frustration.
Ash shrugged. "Well, guess we'll find out tomorrow huh?" Ash placed the love note back on the desk and went to bed. He didn't sleep a wink that night.
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Meanwhile, down the hall, Misty was about ready to sleep as well. Pulling the scrunchie out of her red hair, she went to place it down on her vanity when she too spotted a piece of paper. It read:
Misty,
Meet me tomorrow at he ocean's edge on Route 25 at 10:00 pm.
Ash
She smiled to herself. "First the flowers, then this note. He's really pulling all the stops isn't he? Especially since that spot he mentioned is one of the most romantic places here in Cerulean." She hugged the note close to her chest. "I can't wait for tomorrow night." She put the note back and gave her Azurill a quick peck on its head. "Night Azurill." She said softly. "Tomorrow's going to be the best day in a long time."
She went to sleep, a faint dreamy smile on her face.
Only one more chapter to go! I'm happy and sad at the same time 'cuz this story 's almost done, but I'm happy 'cuz this is the first fic I finished... I hope I got their personalities right (Ash and Misty's). Next chapter has fluff galore, and Charizard with a video camera (The next chapter is going to get a little messed up, just a little warning BTW)
And after this fic, I'm gonna start writing the next one called 'The Sunyshore Water Festival'. Not nearly as funny as this fic, but it'll have its moments, especially poking fun at James (it's not that I don't like the guy, I just have the kind of sense of humor that pokes fun at everything XD)
And those who review WILL get cyber cookies, I finally got my dragon pokemon to stop eating them... I made them brownies instead. X )
