All of the characters will get at least one chapter. So, if you feel as if the character's aren't getting much depth, that's because they aren't... yet.

The next morning was dull; as normal as any day would start. Misty woke Ash up (by the use of Pikachu, much to Ash's hate.) Ash had 2 plates of pancakes and went straight to Oak's after. Except, like he usually did, he didn't go to play, care for, and train his Pokémon. He was going to receive his punishment.

"Five hundred sentences aren't too bad for each thing I did, right, buddy?" He looked at his faithful, yellow, partner in crime, Pikachu. Pikachu gave a shrug in response.

Then they were at Lab, on the porch. Ash never had to knock. He entered and went to the main room, where he was surprised to see desks. Most of the gang was there already, writing. No one addressed his arrival, wanting to finish the work as quickly as possible. The whole scene made Ash think of school, something he loathed. He sat in a desk near the window, because he could already see himself looking out into the field once he got bored.

"Okay, so, what's the first thing recorded that I wasn't supposed to do." He thought to himself. The first thing that came to his mind was stealing Todd's camera. He started to write.

I will not steal Todd's camera again.

Ash smiled and put down his pencil, remembering what had happened.

"This is officially day one of the video diary to be put in our time capsule. We will be filming all the time, all day. About what we do for the next two weeks!" Brock's voice echoed down the hall. He entered the Ketchum kitchen walking backwards, talking to the camcorder. Cue everyone's quizzical look and Misty's question of: "What are you doing, Brock?"

He turned to everyone with a look of anticipation on his face.

"You know the time capsule we're putting stuff in? Well, I think we should record all the stuff we do while we're alone so we can watch it when we're older!"

Everyone had caught onto the idea quickly. But of course, there were a few "objections".

"But…what if we don't do anything special?"

"STOP BEING SO PESSIMISTIC DREW!"

They were easily resolved, though.

Right after his breakfast, Ash got a hold of the camera. So, he did something he was wanting to do for a while.

"You see," Ash narrated in a hushed voice, "Todd has always had his camera by his bed. So what if someone took it…" Ash snuck into the boy's room, which was his room covered in sleeping bags. He sneakily took the camera, which was right next to Todd's head.

Ash ran out quickly, filming himself all the way.

And in a span of ten minutes…

A loud shriek was heard.

"What… was that?" Jessie asked, shakily.

"I don't know," Gary had replied, "But that was the girliest scream I have ever-"

A voice came from upstairs.

"WHO. STOLE. MY. CAMERA!"

The rest of the gang, all in the living room, looked around. Then they saw Ash, humming a tune "nonchalantly".

They glared.

He sighed, picked the camera out of it's hiding spot and walked to the bottom of the stairs.

"Hey Todd," he called, "your camera's right here."

Frenzied steps downstairs, then "Why did ya steal it, man?"

"Umm...For your reaction. Sorry."

"Man, YOU ALMOST GAVE ME A HEART ATTACK! But I'm so glad it's okay." Todd continued to observe the camera for any damage, cooing at it and rocking it like a baby.

Then there were sweat drops and face palms around the house.

Ash continued writing the sentence, inwardly laughing at the rare moment of Todd's anger.

I will not steal Todd's camera again.

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