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Part 10
Seattle...
Ash paced around in the room, waiting for Brock to finish using
the shower. Misty was in the room on the right, quietly reading, and
Scott was in the room on the left, playing with his Pikachu.
The bathroom door opened, and Brock, with a towel wrapped
around him, peeked out. "Hey Ash, can you get me my bottle of
shampoo?" He asked.
"Brock, when are you going to be done?" Ash replied, handing
him the shampoo.
"I'll be done in a minute."
"Hurry up, Misty and Scott's waiting for us."
"Fine."
Then, Ash remembered that every time that Brock said that he
would be finished in a minute, it would a least take him an another
20 minutes to be finished. He sighed, and went over to Scott's room
to see if he can use the shower there.
Ash knocked on the door, and Scott answered it. "Ash? What are
you doing?" He asked.
"Uh, can I use your shower? Brock's in ours, and he's gonna be
a while." Ash replied.
"Sure. Come on in."
Ash walked into the shower room, and closed the door. He turned
on the water, took off his clothes, and went in. A few minutes later,
he stepped out of the shower, got a towel, and wrapped it around him.
He got his bottle of cologne (He bought at the Eaton's in
Toronto), and slapped some on. The whole gang was going out for
dinner tonight, and it was also the first night that he and Misty
were back together.
He changed into a fresh set of clothes (he had washed them at
the hotel Laundromat downstairs), adjusted his hat, and went back into
his room. Brock was still in the shower, but was emerging from the
bathroom just as Ash was about to leave.
"Brock, let's go. Misty and Scott are already there." Ash
moaned. "How much longer is it going to take you?"
"Not long now." Brock replied. Ash groaned, grabbed his
backpack and Poke Balls, and went downstairs to catch up with Misty
and Scott.
Alaska Way Café...
Misty sat opposite of Scott, and looked at him. He was wearing
his expensive shades, the official "Vancouver Gym Leader" shirt, cargo
shorts, and his favorite hat, as well as expensive eau de toilette.
Misty was in her usual outfit: denim short-shorts, red
suspenders, Cerulean City Gym shirt, and her hair flowing down
her back, as well as French perfume that she had bought at the
duty-free shop at the Vancouver airport.
"You look beautiful tonight, Misty." Scott commented, breaking
the silence between them.
"Thanks." Misty replied. "You don't look too bad yourself."
"So, how's it been now that you're back with Ash?"
"It's just peachy, and it's all thanks to you.
"Ah, It's nothing. I've played matchmaker all my life."
"Say, you got your casts off. How's your legs now?"
"Not bad. They installed metal braces yesterday."
"That's good. Now, you can finally take me power shopping!"
"Uh, maybe an another time."
"Oh, Scott..."
"What?"
Ash and Brock walked into the restaurant, and made their
way to the table. Ash sat down to the left of Misty, and Brock
took the remaining seat. The waiter arrived, and handed them their
menus.
Ash ordered lemonade, Brock and Scott pop, and Misty went with
mineral water. They scanned the menu, and made up their minds just
as
the waiter returned with their drinks, and take their orders.
She looked at Ash. "What would you like, sir?" She asked.
"Uh, the sirloin steak dinner, please." Ash replied. "And I'll
have the salad."
"OK, how about you, sir?" She asked Scott.
"Uh, I'll have the fried chicken basket, please, with the
soup." Scott replied.
"Excellent choice. How about you, sir?" She asked Brock,
who was already drooling over her (this is getting a bit too
familiar, isn't it?).
"Uh, I'll have the seafood pasta special." Brock replied. "By
the way, are you looking?"
"No." She replied, then looking at Misty. "And how about you,
miss?"
"Uh, I think I'll have the Super American sandwich with the
fries." Misty replied. "You'll have to ignore Brock over there, he
drools over any girl he sees."
"Oh, Love-At-First-Sight Syndrome. Well, your food will be
here soon." The waiter replied.
The gang sat around for a while, with Brock reading the Pokemon
Friend PokeBreeders' Manual, Scott reading Sports Illustrated, and
Ash
and Misty arguing over who had invaded the other's private space.
Brock sighed. The good old days were back, and there was no
denying it. They were a match made in heaven, and it was about time
that the two got married, even though Misty still pretends to hate
Ash.
The food arrived, and the four dug in. Meanwhile, at the other
end of the restaurant, a bunch of VERY familiar faces were watching
our
heroes from a safe distance. Their plan was to ambush them as they
leave
and go into the washroom.
Later...
Scott stood up, and went into the bathroom, and Pikachu jumped
onto his hat. Then, a bunch of dark trench-coatted people got up, and
followed him. On a hot sunny day like this, who would be that stupid
to be wearing dark trenchcoats? He thought.
He entered the washroom, and the trench-coatted people threw
away their hats and tore off their trenchcoats, revealing Jesse, James,
Butch, Cassidy, Megan, Shawn and Meowth. (Here we go again...)
(Jesse) "Prepare for trouble!"
(James) "Make it seven times!"
(Butch/Cassidy) "To protect the world from devastation..."
(Megan/Shawn) "To unite all peoples within our nation..."
(Meowth) "To denounce the evils of to truth and love..."
(Jesse/James) "To extend our reach to the stars above..."
"Jesse!"
"James!"
"Butch!"
"Cassidy!"
"Megan!"
"Shawn!"
"Meowth!"
(Jesse/Cassidy/Megan) "Team Rocket International blasts off at
the speed of light..."
(James/Butch/Shawn) "Surrender now, or prepare to FIGHT!"
"Now, hand over the Pikachu!" Butch demanded. "NOW!"
"I don't have it, losers." Scott snapped. "Why don't you people
get a life and try to catch a Pikachu instead of trying to steal mine!"
"Yours? You're not that twerp..." James asked.
"Never mind about that, James. Give us that Pikachu!" Jesse
demanded.
"I would never give it to you, you old hag!" Scott replied.
"Wh...wh...what did you call me?" Jesse stammered. "You...you'll
pay for that!"
Jesse send out her Arbok, but suddenly, they were all hit by
a powerful blast of water from the faucet. Then. Pikachu jumped off
of Scott's head, and let a powerful Thunder Punch attack go, which
fried TR to a crisp.
Scott released Wartortle, and it used Hydro Pump to send TR
on its way out the door, and into the wild blue yonder once out of
the café. "Team Rocket is blasting off again!" They shouted,
then
disappearing in a clear flash.
Ash, Brock and Misty rushed outside, but could only see a
Seattle Police helicopter flying above them in the direction which
Team Rocket took off. They went back inside, and continued with
dinner.
Later, at the mall...
Misty slowly sipped on her iced coffee, scanned over her
purchases, and smiled. She had bought a whole new wardrobe, Brock
had gotten all the latest PokeBreeding stuff, Scott a lot of sports
stuff, and Ash a new CD player with a bunch of new CDs.
The two-hour power-shopping session was over, and now, it
was time for Ash and Misty to spend some time to themselves. Brock
and Scott returned to the hotel, and left the two "lovebirds" to
their devices.
Ash and Misty walked down Alaska Way, and went across the
street to the docks, where fishermen were getting ready for the next
day's catch. Then, suddenly, Misty accidentally drops her purse in
the middle of the road.
With two streetcars coming, as well as threatening oncoming
traffic, Ash rushed out onto the street, grabbed the purse and ran
back. But a speeding car came along, and hit Ash. "ASH!" Misty
screamed, rushing over.
She kneeled down beside Ash, who immediately got up. "Wh...
what happened?" he mumbled, then handing Misty her purse. "Oh, here's
your purse, Misty."
"Thanks, Ash." Misty was shocked. Now she knew Ash really
truly did care about her, and no one else. She smiled, and hugged
him. The two continued down Alaska Way, and eventually arrived back
at the hotel.
Two hours later, at the hotel...
"Hey, Ash." Brock said as Ash came in the door.
"Hey, Brock. What are you watching?" Ash asked.
"Oh, a baseball game, that's all."
"So, what's the latest on Gary?"
"Well, Scott called Bernadette, and she said that she's just
beaten him again."
"Oh, good. That should teach him a lesson or two."
"Serves him right. So, how was your time with Misty?"
"We walked, that's all."
"That's all?"
"OK, we kissed too. So what?"
"When are you guys getting married?"
"Ha ha, very funny."
Ash climbed the bed, and caught up with his reading. But he
just cannot take his mind off Misty. She had given him a little rub-
down, and it felt good. He went down hard on his shoulder when he was
getting Misty's purse.
After a few pages, Ash fell asleep listening to his new
CDs. Brock turned off the TV, and went to bed himself while Ash
was dreaming of walking down the aisle at the Pewter City
Cathedral with Misty.
The next day, at the gym...
"OK, Wartortle, give it your Water Gun attack!" Ash shouted,
pointing to the Charizard on the other side of the arena.
"Charizard, you're my last hope! Give it your Ember attack!"
The gym leader ordered.
Ash's Wartortle fires off its Water Gun attack, and Ember was
snuffed out. Wartortle hits Charizard with a powerful Hydro Pump attack,
and the bell was rung. The gym leader falls to his knees, and checks
on
the knocked out Charizard.
"Well, Ash, I guess you really ARE the PL Champ. I guess this
Volcano Badge is all yours."
"Thanks, Blake."
Ash took the Volcano Badge, and pinned it to his hat (like
Scott does with his Cascade Badges, as well as the ones he had earned
from all the PL Gym Leaders). Misty, Brock and Scott rushed down, and
mobbed him.
Gary stepped in, and Blake started his next battle. "Gary! How
did you manage to beat Bernadette?" Misty shouted.
"Why should I tell you, loser-girl?" Gary snapped.
"Never mind about him, Misty, Let him lose." Ash said, holding
Misty back.
The four left the gym, and walked outside into the sunshine.
There, they started to squabble over where to go next. "I say we go
to Hawaii before Ash goes off to Alaska!" Misty shouted.
"Let's go to Alaska first!" Ash replied.
"But you should build up your Pokemon's levels at Leaders'
Island first!" Scott suggested.
"Leaders' Island?" Brock asked.
"Yeah. It's a private island in Alaska that we NAPL Gym Leaders
usually retreat to when they go on vacation." Scott explained. "Usually,
you aren't allowed, but you can be my guests, so the NAPL probably
wouldn't mind."
"We have that back home, too." Misty replied.
"Hey, where are we going?" Brock demanded. "We have to get
tickets, you know."
"I say Hawaii!" Misty shouted.
"Alaska!" Ash shouted.
"Leaders' Island!" Scott chimed in.
"Oh, brother." Brock mumbled.
After a while of squabbling, they decided to go to Hawaii
first, then go to Alaska. If Ash gets totally dismembered by the
North American Elite Four, then they'll go off to Leaders' Island
to get Ash's Pokemon tuned up for a second try.
Then, suddenly, Gary walked out of the gym, looking really
down. "Hey, loser." He mumbled.
"You lost to Blake, eh, Gary?" Ash asked.
"Yep. But I'll beat him yet."
"Ha ha! I beat him on my first try!"
"Shut up, loser!"
"Look who the loser is now, Gary Oak!"
"Shut up, Ash!"
"Gary Oak is a loser!"
"ASH, SHUT UP!"
The others continued to laugh at Gary, and with his anger
boiling and his fists clenched tight, he ran away, but before he
rounded the corner, he shouted, "I'll get my revenge, Ash Ketchum,
you haven't seen the last of Gary Oak!"
Misty laughed, and made a face at him as Ash, Brock and Scott
all laughed themselves silly. Then, they walked off (still laughing
to death) into the sunset, where more adventures await.
To be continued...