Midsummer Nights
By Trish.
Disclaimer: I don't own Pokémon. I don't own Puck or Shakespeare. Nor do I own the song from which the chapter title comes from. I own the story line, the concept of Pokéspeare, Callie, Flory, Poppy, and any other characters who don't seem familiar - belong to me. Poptart belongs to me - but blame Jenn for the name. Lucius is co-owned with Mia.
A/N: Sorry for the delay in posting, peeps. But I have been away in Hawaii for much needed de-stressing. I met up with Jenn and Dana and it was the best fun! Mindless observation - Hawaii would make a great Orange Islands. ^_^
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Chapter Six: A little bit of this, A little bit of that…
Tell me just what you want me to be
One kiss
And boom you're the only one for me
So please tell me why don't you come around no more
'Cause right now I'm crying
Outside the door of your candy store
It just takes a little bit of this
A little bit of that
It started with a kiss
Now we're up to bat
A little bit of laughs
A little bit of pain
I'm telling you, my babe
It's all in the game of love
The Game of Love - Santana featuring Michelle Branch
~*~
Jenn stared at her best friend. "What do you mean they don't know what it is?"
Trish shrugged helplessly as she passed another piece of sandwich to Satochu. "Exactly what I said. They don't know."
The blonde's features became creased with worry as she looked at the dark-haired girl. "So what are they going to do?"
"I have to go and pick up a prescription for some antibiotics they're going to try."
So the two friends retraced their steps to the doctors where they picked up the script and then stopped by the nearest chemist.
Jenn broke the silence as they walked home. "Do you think you should go home?"
Trish gave her a funny look. "Jenn, we are going home."
"That's not what I meant," Jenn pouted. "I meant that maybe you should go back home to Sydney if you're that sick."
Trish shook her head. "I don't think so. A long flight is the last thing I need at the moment."
"Are you going to tell Drake?"
"No."
Jenn was surprised as was Danachu who looked up at Trish quizzically from where she was being nursed in her arms. "Why not?"
"Because he's got enough on his plate at the moment with all the Orange League celebrations. I don't want to add to his worries." The Australian shot a look at her friend. "And don't you go telling him either!"
"I promise."
"Good."
~*~
Meanwhile...
Puck slung back his head as he sculled down another Barcardi Breezer. He was in the midst of a many day bender as a fellow drunk in the bar had assured him "that there was nothing like alcohol to drown the sorrows of a broken heart."
He had rung Flory to reassure his cousin that he was okay, he was staying with a new friend and that he'd come back when he was good and ready.
Of course, his 'friend' the Mew wasn't always there. He had a rather bad habit of disappearing and then reappearing on Puck. The explanation being that he had to go back to his Trainer from time to time so she wouldn't worry.
Puck leant back against the tree. "Love sucks," he muttered.
"If music be the food of love, play on.". a cheery voice echoed inside his head and then a small blue cat-like Pokémon appeared.
Except he was dressed in Elizabethan attire and had a moustache and a small goatee beard.
Puck stared. "Who do you think you are?"
The Mew giggled. "I, dear gentleman, am William Mewspeare...All the world is my stage and all the men and women are merely players... "
"You are insane."
"Et tu Puck?" the Pokémon pouted and sniffled.
The chestnut-haired Fae scowled. "An if you think you're like Shakespeare..I'll show you..."
A puff of smoke exploded in the area.
"Oh my goodness."
~*~
The smoke cleared to reveal a familiar and very bewildered looking playwright in Elizabethan dress.
"Oh dear, where in the world am I?" William Shakespeare muttered. He had been writing away happily when he had such a dizzy spell. He turned around to see Puck standing there and his eyes widened. "By Jove! It's you again!"
"Yes, it's me," Puck grinned and indicated the Mew who was floating bug-eyed.. "Wise guy here thought he was you, so I thought I'd show him…"
"So you brought me here."
"That's right."
"And you can't send me back?"
"No," Puck declared cheerfully.
"Oh, woe is me," Shakespeare sighed but then shrugged. "Though I do declare that my last sojourn here did give me some new ideas for plays. I wrote Hamlet and Romeo and Juliet after I returned home. So this time may be no different."
He squared his shoulders and stood up straight. "Okay, take me to get some more modern clothes of the day and we'll be right. Yo, the Billy Boy is back in town."
~*~
Two days later…
Jaime crept around the villa, careful to not make a noise.
That adorable new Pikachu of Trish's was around somewhere and Jaime just wanted to hug it and squeeze it and love it to bits!
Though the girl had no idea why Trish insisted on calling the Pokémon, Dana. She wasn't quite sure that Dana would be too pleased to hear that she had a Pokémon named after her, when she finally returned from the unexpected trip she had to take.
In her hand she clutched a small, frilly pink doll's dress and bonnet that she planned to dress the unsuspecting Pokémon in when she caught her.
The teenager peered around the corner and saw her quarry curled up asleep on a cushion. She crept towards her when she trod on a small leaf.
Dana's ear flicked and she opened one black eye. "Pi?"
"You cute widdle mousey wousey, come here!" Jaime gushed and rushed towards the tiny creature.
"Piiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!" the Pikachu squealed in terror and fled over the couch.
Around and around the villa they went, until finally the door opened and Trish stepped inside.
"Piiiikachu!!" Dana squeaked and leapt into the girl's arms.
Trish looked down at the trembling mouse and then at Jaime who had skidded to a stop. "Don't tell me," she sighed. "Jaime wanted to play dress ups."
~*~
'She's scary.'
Dana was talking to Ash as the two Pikachus sat outside in the garden that night.
"I agree. Especially when she gets that gleam in her eyes and you just knooooow she has some cute dolls outfit that she wants to dress you up in." Ash swatted a fly with his tail. "But you're not the only one who had a scary encounter."
"Oh, do tell."
Ash sighed. "Well, Jenn ran into a girl who happens to be a big fan of mine…Joanne, who owns a Blue Mew."
"A Blue Mew?"
"Yeah, and she named it after me…sorta."
"Sorta?"
"Well she thinks my name should be Ashura instead of Ashton. Anyway Jenn let Joanne cuddle me because she thought I was the cutest little thing she'd ever seen."
"Awww…" Dana grinned as a faint blush stole over her companion's cheeks.
"Pik's name got mentioned and then…" Ash cringed. "It was sooo embarrassing hearing those two gushing over the Grand Master like love-sick school girls."
"You're a regular sex symbol," Dana teased him.
"Hey, you try sitting there while two women swoon at the mere mention of a poster in which you're half-dressed that you can't remember ever doing!"
Dana just giggled.
"Well I can't!" the Grand Master insisted. "And I just wish I knew when we were going to turn back into humans again. I would like to be there for the birth of my first child…" His ears drooped.
Dana patted him on the back. "We can only hope and pray.." She cleared her throat and recited the Lord's Prayer ending with "And deliver us from Jaime."
~*~
In Elysium…
The morning sun streamed in through the palace windows casting a soft inviting glow over the library and its plush furnishings. But Lord Oberon took no notice, for he was preoccupied in thought.
The king could not shake the ominous feeling that he had been getting when he thought of Puck's welfare in the mortal realm.
Something evil was brewing…something evil that Puck may not be able to win against alone.
Oberon sat up straight and summoned a valet. "Tell Calliope to see me in the palace as soon as possible!"
"Yes, Your Majesty."
~*~
The next day…
"Thanks for offering to mind the Pokémon, Jaime," Trish called out as she rummaged through the cupboard of ITEO equipment. She and Jenn were preparing to go out on a last minute Egg Patrol called by Kaz.
"No worries," Jaime said cheerfully. "We're all gonna get on just fine!"
The two Pikachus on the sofa gulped.
"Good," Trish sighed as she closed the cupboard and grabbed the bag that Jenn handed her.
With squeaks of desperation the Pikachus jumped off the sofa and ran up to the two girls, scrabbling to be picked up. "Piiiii!"
Jenn knelt down and scratched Satochu behind his ears. "You know you can't come along, Sweetie. Jaime will take good care of you and Danachu."
The two Pokémon exchanged a glance. 'Yeah right…'
"Come on, Sis. We have to go," Trish checked her watch.
"Okay."
The two girls left and closed the front door behind him before the two mice could reach it. The Pokémon sat there mournfully and their ears drooped.
"Awww, c'mon," Jaime's voice came from behind them. "We're going to have lots of fun!"
The two turned and clung to each other as Jaime advanced towards them, a wicked gleam in her eyes…
~*~
Half an hour later…
Jaime cleared her throat officiously. "Dearly Beloved. We are gathered here today to witness the joining of these two in holy matchumony.."
The Canadian surveyed the scene before her in satisfaction. The two Pikachu were sitting before her, dressed in bridal finery. Satochu was dressed in a little top hat, bow tie, vest and tails; Danachu was dressed in a bridal gown, complete with veil and bouquet and a little blue garter on her hind leg.
Paco and Audrey, Jaime's two Pichu were dressed as a page boy and flower girl respectively.
And the rest of her friends' Pokémon had not escaped from being included in this tableau. Hamlet, Ophelia, Mac, Beth, Meanie, Miney, Mo, Euca, Lyptus and Seraphina had all been groomed and dressed up as well.
Jaime had never had so much fun!
"Do you Satochu, chuuuuse Danachu to be your lawfully wedded Pika?"
Satochu frantically shook his head but Jaime took that to be a 'yes.'
"Do you Danachu chuuuuse Satochu to be your lawfully wedded Pika?"
Danachu shook her head as well.
"Good!" Jaime beamed. "And now by the power vested in me, I now pronounce you Pika and Pika. You may now kiss the bride."
She pushed them together so that the two Pokémon were nose to nose. "Aww…Pika Love!"
Just then the front door opened and Jenn and Trish came in. "What the??"
Trish just shook her head as she took in the wedding scene with two obviously traumatised Pikachu in the centre. Satochu looked about ready to faint…"Oh Jaime, what did you do?"
"I married them!" Jaime said cheerfully.
"You WHAT??!!" was the horrified chorus from both her friends.
"They're married."
"My poor Baby!" Jenn gasped and swept a glassy-eyed Satochu into her arms.
Danachu squeaked in relief and bounded over to Trish, who picked her up and soothed the trembling mouse.
Jenn looked down at her little pet who was quite catatonic. "Sato dear, are you okay?"
But the mouse didn't answer. All that was running through his mind was 'Oh god…I can't be married twice! I can't be married to two different women…I just can't…'
"They're positively traumatised," Trish murmured.
"So are the rest of our Pokémon," Jenn indicated.
The two older girls exchanged a glance, then Trish spoke up. "Jaime, I hate to do this, but from now on you are no longer allowed near our Pokémon. No more dressing them up. Its not good for them."
"Aww…but…" Jaime started to pout.
"No buts."
Jaime stalked from the villa.
~*~
Two days later…
Jaime was sulking into her hot chocolate at Starmiebucks. Honestly, Trish and Jenn were no fun at all! All she did was dress up their Pokémon and marry them - even if they were most unwilling.
"Why such a glum face?" a smooth voice interrupted her thoughts.
The teenager looked up to see a tall, red-haired man with piercing green eyes standing by her table. "I don't like my friends," she mumbled.
Lu slid into the seat opposite. "Do tell."
"Well they stopped me from going near their Pokémon. And all I want to do is dress them up!"
"I can help you get back at your friends.." Lu offered. "If you will help me.."
"You won't hurt them, will you? Because I still like Trish and Jenn." Jaime was a bit dubious.
"Oh I won't hurt them," Lu reassured her. Much.. He smiled at the Canadian teenager. "I can offer you as many Pichus and as many dolls dresses to clothe them in as you want…"
"Oooh…" Jaime's eyes glazed over.
Lu fixed her with a piercing stare. "You. Will. Help.." he intoned softly.
"I… will…help," Jaime's eyes flashed red. "Tell me how."
~*~
A week later…
The night air was cool against Danachu's fur as the small mouse scampered through the park on her way home. She pushed her way through some thick bushes when she heard some voices nearby.
Being a curious little soul, Dana quietly made her way closer to the source of the sound. Yes, she knew that it was rude to eavesdrop on other people's conversations. But curiosity killed the Meowth, not a Pikachu, she reasoned. Plus she may get some fanfic ideas…though the writing of them was all dependent on if and when she ever regained her humanity.
Poking her tiny nose through a gap in the bush, Danachu was surprised to see their new friend Jaime talking with Rudy, the Trovita Island Gym Leader and a tall, thin, red-haired man she had never seen before.
The soft fur along her back rose on end, and Dana shivered. Whoever that man was, he was evil…she could sense it.
"So what is the whole game plan again?" Jaime asked.
"The plan, m'dear, is to destroy my arch enemy Puck," the red-haired man replied smoothly. "And to achieve that, we hurt the one he loves most, Mia."
"How do we do that, Lucius?" Rudy questioned.
"Simple, dear Mortal. We destroy those who are close to her. Like Trish, who is like a big sister figure. We have already begun the process of destroying her both psychologically and physically. Her strength is being sapped by an illness which the doctors cannot pinpoint…"
"And we're going to make Drake believe that Trish is cheating on him with Danny, and that she is pregnant with his child," Jaime added.
"How are you going with the 'evidence'?" Lu queried.
"Fine," Jaime grinned. "I've taken some photos on the sly and I'm just hunting around for more things I can use."
"What about using Jenn against her?" Rudy piped up. "You know how close those two are…"
"True," Jaime agreed. "You could always have Jenn appear to be sleeping with Drake. 'Cuz Jenn's always eyed off Drake though she declares that he is definitely off-limits."
"Hmm," Lu mused. "I'll keep that in mind…"
"Say, could you tell me again why you hate Puck so much?" Jaime said hesitantly. "I know you told me, but..um..I forgot."
"I would have ruled the Fae World, if not for Puck," Lu gritted his teeth. "He found out my plan to overthrow Lord Oberon and Queen Titania, and told them about it. As a result I was banished from the Fae World, away from my kinfolk, away from my kind. The plan was perfect, just like me…and HE ruined it all."
Dana was terrified at what she was overhearing. Lu was not human…he was a Fae and he was also evil. Very evil. He was planning to destroy her friends and she couldn't let that happen. Both Puck and Mia were lovable klutzes and a lot of fun. And Trish was like a big sister to her, offering her support and a shoulder to lean on when necessary.
Trish was putting on a brave front when it came to her illness, but Dana knew that she often cried herself to sleep at night.
Dana now knew the truth and she had to get away and tell her friends. She moved backwards slowly…and tripped over an exposed tree root. With a sharp "PIKA" she fell flat on her rump. Oh dear…
The humans spun around at the sudden noise.
"What was that?" Rudy gasped.
Lu said nothing, just narrowed his eyes and stalked towards the bush from where the sound came. He parted the branches to expose a small, trembling Pikachu, flat on her back. There was something different about this Pikachu…there was a smell of magic about her…she was a human turned Pikachu. She could ruin all…
Kill her? Or…
"What is it? Is it a Pikachu?" Jaime's eyes were shining.
"Yes, why?"
"Oh don't hurt the cute widdle mousey wousey!"
Lu sighed. Humans could be such saps when it came to animals or Pokémon. He began to chant. "From now on, shall you be cursed. If you try to tell what you've just heard, you shall be doomed to sing in musical verse."
Danachu got up and fled home.
~*~
The next day..
Jenn was whistling as she walked with Trish towards Jigglypuff Jeans to get the Aussie's inevitable daily cup of coffee. Okay…make that trying to whistle.
The blonde was attempting to whistle a Backstreet Boys tune, but from the look on Trish and Danachu's faces she was not succeeding. Dana had even clamped her long ears against her head with her two paws.
"What are you trying to whistle?" Trish queried after a while.
"Um… Backstreet Boys?" Jenn offered hopefully, looking down at Satochu for moral support. Unfortunately the little mouse was in the exact same pose as Dana.
"You're sounding more like Nsync," her friend moaned. The two Pokémon added their agreement.
"You three are mean," Jenn pouted.
"We know."
"Trish! Jenn!"
The two girls turned to see Danny walking towards them. The tall, lanky Navel Island Gym Leader had a small package in his hand.
"Hey Dan," Trish greeted with a smile. "What brings you here?"
"Just had a Crew meeting," the chestnut-haired man informed them. "Then I saw you two up ahead and thought I'd catch up with my two favourite females." A cheeky grin.
Trish grinned back and Jenn felt herself blushing. Danny was cute, especially since he seemed to have ditched that preppy sweater…Ah, Jenn, she told herself, you already have your eye on so many guys that you can't have. He probably only sees you as a sister…
"Flattery gets you.." Trish began.
"Everywhere?" Danny interrupted with a grin.
"In your case, yes. We're going to Jigglypuff Jeans to get my cup of joe."
"The first of many," Jenn chirped. "Never ever get between Trish and a cup of coffee."
"I'll keep that in mind," the Navel Island Gym Leader promised.
The three humans and two pokémon made their way to the said coffee establishment and sat down at a corner booth. Trish plonked Dana down on the table and soon set a small cup in front of the tiny mouse. Dana cheered.
Satochu hopped up beside her and chirped at Dana. Dana indicated the cup and the two mice began to lap at it with their tiny pink tongues. Soon a dreamy look came over both their faces.
Danny looked at the cup. "What did you just give them?"
"Uh…milk mixed with vanilla, liquid sugar and cream," the dark-haired girl explained.
Danny wrinkled his nose. "It sounds very sweet."
"I know. And I have a Pika Ball bouncing off the walls for hours afterwards." Trish sighed.
"It can't be too good for her."
"I know - but she's a fussy Pikachu!"
The Pikachu in question looked up with cream smeared all over her nose and pouted. Trish patted her on the head. "Sorry, Danachu."
Jenn watched after the two mice as Trish and Danny went to order their coffee and a hot chocolate for Jenn.
When they returned, Danny inhaled the aroma of his brewed coffee and then fixed the two girls with a grin. "So what have you two been up to?"
"Nothing much," Trish answered.
"Hey," Jenn reproved her friend. "You know that's not true! We've done lots. We've slain Eggs and you've been sick all the time. Plus we went to the doctors the other week because we thought you might be pregnant…"
If looks could kill, Jenn would swear that the look that Trish shot her would have done it. Ooooh, now I've gone and done it. Put my foot in my mouth again…she thought shame-faced.
Danny smiled. "You're pregnant? That's fantastic!"
Trish shot Jenn another look before replying. "No, I'm not pregnant."
"Then what is it?"
The dark-haired young woman sighed. "They don't know…"
Danny was silent for a minute. "Does Drake know?"
"No, and he's not going to know either. I don't want to worry him - he's got enough going on anyway."
"My lips are sealed," Danny promised. He held up the small packet he had been carrying earlier. "Know what these are?"
Jenn peered closer. "They look like photos."
"That's right! From the time I spent with you guys in Sydney about a month ago."
"Oh yeah, you were visiting your uncle's family, and you rang us up," Trish remembered.
"There's some good photos of us at that dance.."
From the next booth, Jaime grinned into her mug of hot chocolate. Now all she had to do was get her hands on those photos…
~*~
Two days later…
Drake glanced up from his stack of papers as Jenn bounced into his office with Satochu on her shoulder.
"Hey Drake!" she grinned as she flopped into the chair in front of the desk.
"Hey Jenn," he smiled back. "What can I do for you?"
"Nuthin."
"You sure?"
The blonde shifted uncomfortably. "Um…come to think of it, there was something I was supposed to tell you…I just can't remember what!"
From her shoulder the Pikachu sighed and clapped his paw over his forehead.
Jenn glared at her pet. "You be good or else I won't give you the Pokétreat like I promised you."
Satochu made a face and stuck out his little pink tongue.
"Oh that's right," Jenn sighed. "You won't eat them. Okay, if you're good, I'll give you a Dove chocolate."
The Pokémon cheered.
"Honestly, Satochu. With your taste in food one would almost think you were human!"
Drake cleared his throat. "As you were saying before…"
Jenn blushed. "Ah yes…" She rummaged around in her pants pocket and brought out a small object. "That's it! Trish asked me to give you your cell phone which you had left at our place."
The Crew Leader took it from her. "Thanks. But why didn't Trish bring it?"
"She was going to, but then she became sick again," Jenn explained. "So she asked me to go instead."
Drake frowned. "She's still sick? Why doesn't she go to see a doctor?" He had been getting increasingly worried over Trish's health, but he would never push her to do something she didn't want to.
"Oh but she did," the blonde replied eagerly. "So they gave her a pregnancy test…" Jenn then slapped her hand over her mouth as she realised she had just blurted out what she had promised her friend she wouldn't. Oops, I did it again…
The dark-haired man looked at her sharply. "Did you say…pregnancy test?"
"Um…yah," Jenn said weakly wanting to shrivel up in the chair and die. Trish is soo going to kill me.. She risked a small peek at the man opposite hoping to gauge his reaction. And maybe Drake will too.
Drake was shocked, but then a small smile played over his features. So Trish might be pregnant. And he may very well be a father…But it was a wonderful piece of news if it were true.
Even though he had not planned on becoming a parent so soon (he'd figured on a few years after they were married, and he was sure Trish was the same. She was most vocal about not becoming a single mother) he was sure they could work things out…Like move the whole marriage business forward so that her father and brothers wouldn't hurt him too much.
"Drake?" Jenn's voice broke into his thoughts.
He smiled and the blonde visibly relaxed. "I think that's absolutely wonderful!" A slight pause. "But why won't Trish tell me?"
"Um…she doesn't want to tell you until she's positively sure?" Jenn said quickly, not wanting to dig herself any further into the hole she was in. "Uh…I gotta split. See how Trish is doing y'know?" And without further ado, she hastily left the room.
Drake leaned back in his leather chair and sighed happily. There was no-one in the world that he'd rather have a family with than with Trish. Of course it looked like happening earlier than either of them anticipated, but he wouldn't change it for the world.
~*~
Outside the office window, a red-haired man perched on a tree limb gritted his teeth. This was not working out the way he had planned! Drake was supposed to loathe the idea of becoming a father, not love it!
"I'll just have to help things along the hard way," Lu said low. Crimson brows knotted together in concentration and his eyes opened suddenly with a triumphant expression. "I've got it!"
"Leader of Orange, with eyes so dark
See far beyond what looks like a lark.
Though friendship between them it truly be
See only instead vast intimacy."
Lu grinned, "And if that doesn't set things rolling, then I'll have to resort to something far more drastic."
~*~
Jenn smoothed down the sheets before slipping into bed, and picking up little Satochu and holding him high above her head. "Who's my cute little Satochu?" the blonde cooed before settling him down on her chest. "There you go, Sweetie."
She failed to notice the blush spreading across the tiny mouse's cheeks as he struggled a bit against the hands that were holding him firmly in place. He soon gave up and the rhythmic rise and fall of her breathing lulled the Pokémon into a deep sleep.
~*~
The next morning…
Jenn slowly surfaced from a delicious dream she was having about the Grand Master when she became aware that something was on her. She opened her eyes to discover none other than Ash Ketchum lying on top of her, his dark head resting against her shoulder.
Believing this to be a continuation of her dream, Jenn decided to do a little investigation. After all, there are no recriminations for one's actions in dreams…
This had to be one of the most realistic dreams she had ever had though. The blonde was very aware of how snugly her body fit against his. The only barrier being the thin silk of the chemise she wore.
Her slender hands travelled down the contours of his smooth, muscular back, right down onto his firm derriere. A faint blush stole over her cheeks as she realised from her explorations that he was very naked.
Oh, this is one dream that I don't wanna wake up from. This feels so real! The smoothness of his skin, the warmth and feel of his body next to mine…I can even feel him breathe…
Before Jenn could take her explorations further, the man in question stirred. Dark brown eyes stared into blue-grey ones.
"J.Jenn?"
"Ash," she breathed before kissing him firmly on the lips. To her pleasant surprise he responded, kissing her back. Jenn ran her hands through his thick dark locks…wait a minute…the hair felt so real!
She pinched herself hard. She was going to wake up…no she was already awake because it HURT!
That meant…that meant that Ash was really in her bed. He really was naked and she really was kissing him. This was NO dream. This was reality.
So how did he get in her bed? The last thing she remembered was going to bed with a small Pikachu.
The Pikachu…Oh god, there was no small ball of electric fluff anywhere…
Jenn broke the kiss and shoved Ash off her, promptly making him tumble off the bed, taking the sheet with him. The Grand Master landed with his rear in the air.
The dark-haired man struggled to a sitting position. "What gives???"
Jenn did not answer him because she was too busy upending the pillows and searching her bed. No Satochu..
The blonde scrambled off the bed and unceremoniously yanked Ash to her, not caring for the fact that she ended up practically sitting on his lap. "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO MY PIKACHU?!!?"
"Jenn.."
She shook him. "What have you done to my baby?!?! Did you squash him?!?!"
"Jenn.." Ash tried again but Jenn was in no mood to listen. All she could think of was of a certain promise she had made to his Pikachu.
'Pik knows that you'd take great care of her friend.' Meowth translated.'
"Oh God. Pikachu is gonna KILL me! I promised her that I'd look after her friend and now you've gone and squashed him, or maybe I did!" Jenn wailed.
Ash grabbed Jenn by her shoulders. "JENN!!! Listen to me…"
"What?"
"Satochu is fine. He is not squashed into a Pika Pancake."
"And how do you know this?" she demanded.
The Grand Master regarded her steadily. "Jenn…I AM Satochu."
~*~
To be continued…
Author's Note Jenn wrote the incantation that Lu makes against Drake. She's good isn't she?
And poor Jenn!!!
…Not.
She did ask for it. And who am I to refuse my 'twin's' request? :P
Next chapter - uber romance and embarrassment. Christine, Mia and Mikey, the wedding…
Happy New Year everybody! Thanks to all my loyal readers for their support in the past year. May 2003 be all that you wish it to be.