~Chapter 2: Reunion at the Convention~
Soon enough, Ash stumbled upon the large convention tent set up in the middle of the road. It was so large in fact, that it blocked the entire road, the only route from Viridian City to Pewter City. As Ash walked up to the front flaps of the entrance he could hear several screams coming from behind the conveniently placed convention tent.
Random Pedestrian Man: Hey! What in the blue hell is this giant tent doing here?
Random Pedestrian Woman: HELP! I think my water broke! GAH!
Random Pedestrian Child: I want ice cream! WAHHHHHH.
A tall woman emerged from the flap suddenly, startling Ash who quickly put his hands in the hair.
Ash: Don't shoot! I didn't steal the candy!
The woman gave him a strange look before saying,
Woman: I'm sorry sir but this event is reserved for the citizens of Viridian and Pewter City only. I'll need to see some ID before I can let you in.
Ash: Aww shoot! Guess Ash Ketchum's going home without any souvenirs...
The young trainer turned around with his shoulders slumped in defeat, intent on going home to cry in a fetal position for hours on end.
Gardevoir meanwhile, was sitting perched on a nearby tree branch, watching the whole scene unfold.
Gardevoir: Oh this will never do. Ashy won't grow enough to realize his feelings for me crying at home. Let's see if we can remedy this situation...
With a familiar twirl of her light green hands, Gardevoir used her psychic powers to infiltrate the mind of the woman who had just turned away Ash.
Gardevoir as Tall Woman (GATW): Wait a second!
Ash turned around at the sound of her voice, wondering what was wrong.
Through Gardevoir's far from clean mind, the puppet woman licked her lips seductively, enticing the raven-haired trainer to come closer with a slow motion of her finger. Ash, being his usual dense self, thought that he had dropped something valuable and that the nice woman with chapped lips was going to give it back.
Ash walked up to the tranced woman, holding out his hand expectedly. Gardevoir narrowed the woman's gaze in a flirtatious manner while continuing to slowly lick her lips.
GATW: Oh do you want me to hold your hand young man? I was thinking we could go a little further than that don't you think?
Ash blinked quizzically, wondering what she was talking about.
Ash: How can we go further? The convention's right here! She really needs some chap stick too. I would give her mine but Pikachu ate it the other day...
As Ash continued to ponder his thoughts, Gardevoir grew increasingly impatient at the naivety of her object of affection. Through Gardevoir's telepathic commands, the woman reached out with her arms, looking to capture Ash in a warm (and not so innocent) embrace.
As fate would have it, Ash did not even notice what the woman was doing as he spotted his long time friend, Brock, through an opening in the tent flaps.
Ash: BROCK! BROCK! There you are! Where are those delicious cookies you make Brock?!
The woman fell blindly to the floor as Ash ran past her and into the convention. In the tree, a noticeable vein could be seen throbbing on Gardevoir's head as she released the hold she had on the tall woman.
Gardevoir: Is Ashy really this dense? Maybe I've been going about this all wrong. These are total strangers to him as far as I know. Perhaps I'll try my plan through one of his female traveling companions. Hehe...
Gardevoir nimbly landed from the tree, walking over the dazed woman that had just tried to seduce Ash against her will. Luckily for Gardevoir, the convention's theme that year? Dressing up like Pokemon!
Yes Gardevoir, I think Ash really is this dense! Will her new plan work? Stay tuned! As always, comments and reviews are welcome =D!