Hey everyone! I am back with chapter 2! Enjoy reading!
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"Oh, look one of them is waking up," said a person with plum-coloured hair.
Both Mr. Ketchum and Mr. Shinji turned to look as Drew slowly opened his eyes. He didn't know where he was, and he sat up, looking around in confusion.
Mr. Shinji turned back to his boss.
"What I don't understand though, Sir," he said. "Is that why is Paul here? He's supposed be at home right now. You don't suppose he snuck out, do you?"
"What I don't understand," Mr. Ketchum replied. "Is that why is Ash here. How could it be? He lived back in Pallet Town with Delia."
"Wh-where am I?" asked Drew, looking from one end of the room, to the other.
He saw that he had been lying down on a thick cloth spread across the floor, along with the other boys. A light-bulb with yellow light was visible at the corner of the ceiling. The room was mostly empty except for two travel-bags, a pack of barbecue sticks, a box filled with what looked like some type of food, and two men who stood in front of the boys, talking.
Paul, who woke up, quickly pretended to remain unconscious once he saw his father standing in front. Pretty soon, both Gary and Ash had also gained consciousness.
"Where are we?" Ash asked, turning to the other boys. Gary and Drew shrugged.
Finally, the two men turned around and looked at the boys.
"Paul, that's enough," Mr. Shinji said sternly. "Stop pretending. Get up this instant!"
Paul opened his eyes, and sat up like the rest.
"Ash?" Mr. Ketchum said, turning to his son. "Is that really you?"
"Hey, how did you know my name?" Ash exclaimed, surprised. "Yeah, I'm Ash. What's your name?"
Mr. Ketchum looked at him and thought for a moment, then got a twinkle in his eye.
"I'm you," he said slowly. "From the future."
"Wow! Really?"
"Nah, just kidding. I'm your father."
Ash laughed.
"Stop joking! You're not my dad."
"Why not?"
"'Cause you're me!" Ash said, as if it were obvious. "You said so yourself."
Meanwhile, Paul was in big trouble with his father.
"Why aren't you at home?" Mr. Shinji demanded.
Paul remained silent and kept his head down.
"Paul! This is the last straw! You are going home, right now!"
Mr. Shinji grabbed onto Paul's wrist, and pulled him towards a door that was located on the right corner of the room.
"You said you worked in a huge factory," grumbled Paul. "Doesn't look that huge to me."
"Bye Paul," mumbled Gary and Drew. Paul gave a single wave in return.
"He's doomed," Gary said to Drew once Paul exited through the door. Drew nodded.
"You don't know how happy I am to see you, Ash," Mr. Ketchum said, embracing his son. "It's been so long."
"Me too," said Ash, returning the hug. "I mean, it's not every day you get to hug yourself from the future."
"I'm not—" Mr. Ketchum looked at Ash for a long time. "Okay, you know what? Are you boys hungry?"
"Yeah!" shouted Ash.
"All right then. Let me get you boys some food. Magicarp come out!"
A weak looking magicarp came out, flopping here and there.
Mr. Ketchum picked it up.
"Do you boys want to see a magic trick?"
The boys looked at each other and agreed.
Mr. Ketchum took the magicarp and some barbecue sticks to a corner, and with his back at the kids, he went to work.
He grabbed a few things from his back-pack and they could hear a flopping, smacking, chopping and sizzling noise. A fire was slightly visible, but the boys could not see what he was doing.
Finally, the man turned around with a plate containing some type of delicious-looking meat. It was orange-ish pink and sprinkled with colourful spices making it a brilliant display.
"Ta Da!" he said proudly.
"Hey! Where did the magicarp go?" asked Ash, looking surprised and confused.
"Yeah. Where did it go?" added Gary. "Was that the magic trick? You made it disappear and brought food instead?"
Drew stared at the dish for a while.
"Guys," the grass-head said slowly. "I think that is the magicarp."
The boys sat still for a moment and let the information sink in.
"Aaahhh!" screamed Gary. "He's trying to make us eat dead fish!"
The other two boys looked shocked and scooched backwards, away from the dish.
Mr. Ketchum gave an incredulous look.
"Oh come on. I'm sure you've all eaten fish before," the man said. "I mean, you eat sushi, right? Sushi is fish."
He held plate towards them.
"Don't eat that! It's a trick!" cried Drew to the other two.
"Quick. Under here," said Gary, crawling under the blanket they had been sitting on. Drew and Ash followed.
"Don't come in, okay?" said Drew to Mr. Ketchum, poking his head out. "We are discussing private matters."
"Oh, uh, all right."
"I never knew I would turn out like that," Ash said, unhappily. "Eating my own Pokemon, I mean."
Drew sympathetically patted Ash on the shoulder.
"But what are we gonna do now?" asked Gary. "We can't just stay under here forever."
Drew hugged his knees.
"Guys," he said. "We only have each other now. With such a dangerous world around us, there is nothing we can do except take care of each other."
"Hey, I know which movie that's from," said Gary.
"So you mean we just stay here and take care of each other?" asked Ash worriedly. "But we have no food. Only dead fish."
Drew held back tears.
"Do you think we're gonna die?" he whispered. "With only dead fish for food and no water?"
"Yes," said Gary, trying to sound brave though his voice was shaking. "But we'll die together as one."
"Oh c'mon! You all are over-reacting," said Mr. Ketchum, over-hearing their conversation. He pulled the blanket off the boys.
"AAAAHHHHHH!" the boys screamed as loudly as they can.
"He's got us!"
"We're cornered!"
"I don't wanna die!"
Mr. Ketchum back off.
"Ouch!" he cried as a shoe came out of nowhere and hit him in the head.
"Leave my son alone!" exclaimed Delia, jumping down from the trapped-door above, holding a broom like a sword.
She hit him once more on the back with her broom.
"Yo Delia, chill!" Mr. Ketchum cried. "It's only me!"
Mrs. Ketchum, whose broom was raised high ready to hit him, froze.
"You?" she gasped. "But- but... How?"
Mr. Kethcum straightened up and looked at her.
"W-what a-are you doing here?" he whispered, looking rather nervous.
"Mom! He's was making us eat dead fish!" Ash sobbed, running to hug his mom.
Delia, for once, didn't react to her son.
"You were supposed to be on your Pokemon journey," she said, irked. "You said you were off to beat the champion."
"W-well yes, uh," stammered Mr. Ketchum. "I-I mean, I was but, uh, y'see, uh... Well..." he took a deep breath. "I didn't quite beat the champion."
Delia gasped.
"But I was going to c-come home but then..."
"Then?"
"I was offered another job and ended up here," he finished, looking guilty. He avoided looking at her in the eyes.
Delia gave him a suspicious look.
"Which job?" she asked.
He look down, then back at her.
"Delia," he said, finally. "I'm a secret agent."
Gary and Drew looked at each other.
Ash stared at him wide-eyed.
And Delia gave an incredulous look.
"You're a what?!"
Chapter two complete! Stay tuned for the next chapter! Please review, follow, favourite, and have a spectacular day!