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Eleven
Honolulu International Airport....
Our friends step off into the plane, all weary from the long
trip from Seattle. Last chapter, Ash had defeated Blake for his Volcano
Badge, and was now on a well-deserved vacation in Hawaii.
Meanwhile, Gary was back in Seattle, struggling to overcome
Blake. Last they heard, he was screaming down the halls of the gym,
acting like an insane maniac over his latest loss to Blake. Rumors
have it he was joining TR to obtain the badge.
But, Ash didn't care too much about Gary anyway, so he just shook
it off, and decided to fall on deaf ears, against the recommendations
of
Misty, Brock and Scott. But, they were on vacation, so who cares?
The four arrived at the baggage carousel, got their stuff, and
went outside into the warm tropical breeze. "Ah, this would be a perfect
day to go out to the beach and tan." Misty commented.
"Well, we're gonna be doing that, once we find a hotel and
settle in." Brock replied.
"Which one?" Ash asked.
"How's about one that is near Waikiki?" Scott suggested.
"That sounds good. Any objections?" Brock asked.
No reply.
"OK, that settles it." Ash declared. "Now, to get a cab."
After half an hour or so of fruitless waving (and fighting,
jumping, sighing, and blowing explosive temper tantrums) stopped,
and our friends piled on after fighting off a gazillion other people
rushing for the same cab.
Waikiki Beach Hotel...
Misty dumped her backpack onto the floor beside the desk,
went out into the patio, and looked out into the wide Pacific and
down to the world-famous Waikiki Beach. She went back inside, grabbed
her stuff, and rushed out the door.
She went into the hallway, where Scott, Ash and Brock were
waiting for her. The elevator door opened, and all four of them
scrambled into the car. (This is sorta familiar, eh?) Scott lets
go, and Ash, Brock and Misty fall face first.
Ash, Misty and Brock dragged themselves up, and Scott closed
the door. The car rapidly descended, and soon, stopped at the main
floor. They walked outside, across the street, and onto the sands of
Waikiki.
Ash found an empty spot, and everyone rushed over. They put
down their towels, and suddenly, (Here we go again...) a pretty girl
walks by, and Brock's face instantly becomes as red as a rose. Brock
gets up, and walks over to her.
"Hi, I'm Brock. You look pretty." Brock mumbled.
"Well, thanks for your comment, Brock." The girl replied.
"It's nothing, Miss..."
"Burton. Jeanne Burton."
"Well, Miss Burton, I don't suppose that you are looking for
a guy like me."
"As a matter of fact, I am."
"Well, I guess it's your lucky day!"
"You?"
"That's right. How's about dinner tonight?"
"Sure. That would be great. By the way, you're not from around
here, aren't you?"
"No, I'm from Pewter City."
"Pewter City? I've been there. It's a really nice city."
"Well, I guess we can talk more about that when we meet for
dinner tonight."
"OK. Where?"
"How's about The Lorient at 7?"
"I'd be delighted! Well, look at the time. I'd better go. I'll
see you later, Brock."
"Au revoir, my dear!"
Jeanne walked away, and Brock, completely blinded by love, sat
down on his towel, and flopped onto it. "Brock, you're not serious!"
Ash shouted. "Going out with a complete stranger!"
"Ash, be quiet!" Brock snapped.
"Brock, wake up!" Misty shouted, waving her hand in his face.
"You have just asked out a person you have met for less than 15
minutes."
"So?" Brock asked.
"Do you even have a faint idea who this person could be?"
Scott asked.
"No." Brock replied.
"Aw, forget it." Misty moaned.
But Brock didn't hear, as he was already asleep. Misty slapped
some suntan lotion on Brock (as a goodwill gesture), and slapped some
on herself. She didn't want to look like a cooked lobster, and neither
did Brock.
Ash and Scott were both asleep too. Misty was now all alone,
with no one to talk to except for Ash's Pikachu and her own Togepi.
Misty sighed, and instantly, Togepi knew something was wrong with
mommy.
(Poke-talk ON)
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Togepi: Toge toge? (What's wrong, mommy?)
Misty: I don't know. All this time, you've thought that I was your mommy.
Togepi: Toge togepi? (Yeah, so what?)
Misty: Well, I have to tell you that I'm not your mommy.
Togepi: Togepi!? (What!?)
Misty: Yep. Ash found you, so you should belong to him.
Pikachu: Pika pika pi pika chu. (She's right, kid. Your mommy should
be Ash, not Misty.)
Misty: Thanks, Pikachu. By the way, have you made up your maid about
who you're going with yet?
Pikachu: Pikachu. (No, not yet.)
Togepi: (Crying) Toge toge togepi! (No, it's not true!)
Pikachu: Pika chu: (Believe it, kid.)
Misty: When Ash gets up, I'll have to give you to him.
Togepi: Toge! Toge! Toge! Toge togepi! (No! No! No! I want my mommy!)
Pikachu: Pika pi pika pika pi. Pikachu pi chu. (It's not going to be
that bad. Ash is a good trainer.)
Togepi: (Sobbing) Toge? (Really?)
Misty: Yep. I'll miss you, Togepi.
Togepi: Toge togepi. (I'll miss you, mommy.)
Misty: I'll miss you too, you little runt. (smiles)
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(Poke-talk OFF)
Misty looked around. Scott and Ash were still asleep, and now,
Pikachu was curling up into a ball in Scott's arms. She let Togepi
get
acquainted with its new father, and walked away. She broke into a run,
and started sobbing.
Then, suddenly, a group of TR members, led by Jesse and James,
jumped out of the bushes, and shocked Misty. But what shocked her the
most was one of the members. (I don't think I need to do the motto
again, but for you TR fans, here goes...)
(Jesse) "Prepare for trouble..."
(James) "Make it 7 times!"
(Butch) "To protect the world from devastation..."
(Cassidy) "To unite all peoples within our nation..."
(Megan) "To denounce the evils of truth and love..."
(Shawn) "To extend our reach to the stars above..."
"Jesse..."
"James..."
"Butch..."
"Cassidy..."
"Megan..."
"Shawn..."
"Gary..."
(Jesse/Cassidy/Megan) "Team Rocket International blasts off
at the speed of light..."
(James/Butch/Shawn/Gary) "Surrender now, or prepare to FIGHT!"
(Meowth, duh!) "Meeeeeeeeowth! That's right!"
"Gary Oak! I had a feeling that you would join a bunch of
scum buckets like Team Rocket." Misty shouted.
"No one ever disses Team Rocket!" Shawn snapped.
"Let's get her!" Cassidy shouted.
Misty pulls out her Starmie, and all of TR pulls out their
best. As we all know, 7 against 1 is not exactly fair, but what's
this? A bunch of Poke Balls flying in the direction of TR, and into
the makeshift arena?
The Poke Balls open, and Erika, Lt. Surge, Blaine, Sabrina,
Ash, Scott and Brock jump out from behind Misty. "OK, Team Rocket,
if it's a fight you want, you'll get one!" Erika shouted.
"Oh yeah?" Jesse snapped back. "Let's go, TR!"
The TR members order their Pokemon to destroy our heroes, but
they meet up with our heroes' Pokemon. An intense battle began, with
no one winning. Suddenly, the tide turned, and our heroes finally gain
the upper hand.
With no other options left, TR chose to run away. Four of them
got away, but Butch, Meowth, Megan and Shawn were arrested. Our heroes
handed the captured TR members to the State Patrol, and continued to
pursue the remaining TR members.
After half an hour of chasing, The tracks ended in the water.
Jesse, James, Cassidy and Gary had disappeared. Erika thanked our
friends for their help, and they continued to search for clues to
TR's escape.
Misty, Ash (With Togepi on his shoulder), Scott (Pikachu on
his head) and Brock went back to their spot, and Ash and Scott went
back to their nap. Brock got up to get some drinks, and Misty decided
to check out that surf shop not far away.
She went over to the surf shop, and rented a surfboard. She
ran out into the water, and paddled out to the waves. The waves came,
and Misty nervously stood up on the board, with her knees shaking like
a bowl of Jell-O.
"Whoo-hoo! Look at me!" Misty shouted once she had gotten the
hang of it.
Suddenly, an another wave came along, and swamped her off
her board. She screamed, and back on shore, Scott and Ash were
rudely awakened by Misty's eardrum-piercing, glass-shattering and
really, really, loud scream.
Ash and Scott got up, ran into the water, and swam over
to Misty. But when they got there, she wasn't there. Scott swam
back, and realized that Ash was missing. He looked around, but
there was no sign of him.
Misty swam up to him, and tapped him on the shoulder. "Scott,
you and Ash shouldn't have came out to save me." She commented. "I
can swim!"
"Oh, whoops. I forgot." Scott replied.
"Where's Ash?"
"I don't know."
"Uh oh."
"What?"
"He doesn't know how to swim!"
"Then how did he get out here?"
"I don't know...by the way, how did YOU get out here? I
thought your knees were hurting again."
"Never mind about that. Ash must be underwater."
"Let's go!"
Misty and Scott dove down into the water, and looked around.
Ash was on the seabed, unconscious. Misty lifted him up, and Scott
desperately trying to rip the seaweed that was tying Ash down.
With one last pull, the seaweed snapped, and Ash floated up
to the surface. Misty placed the unconscious Ash onto the board, and
Scott pushed it back to shore while Misty scanned Ash's body for any
injuries.
Once back on shore, Brock was there to meet them. Misty
started first aid, and then, handed it off to Scott. After a few
rotations between Misty, Scott and Brock, a lifeguard came, and
took over from all of them.
They waited, and suddenly, water came out of Ash's mouth,
and his eyes opened. He got up, and Misty was there. Misty instantly
gave Ash a hug, and after a few moments of blanking staring at each
other, kissed.
"Oh, Ash..." Misty whispered after letting go.
"Thanks, Misty." Ash replied.
"Don't thank me. Scott was there too."
"Oh, really?"
"Sure. Right, Scott?"
No reply.
"Are you gonna be okay, Ash?"
"Yeah, I think I should lie down for a while."
"Sure. Be careful, Ash."
Ash went back to his towel, and Misty followed him. Once Ash
was asleep, she flopped onto her towel, and after a while, She too,
drifted off to sleep under the blazing hot sun.
Later that day...
Misty was in her room, watching TV with Ash, when suddenly,
there was a knock at the door. It was Brock, his head bowed, and the
bunch of flowers that he was about to give to Jeanne still in his
hand.
"Hey, Brock. Shot down?" Misty asked.
"Yep."
"Come on in."
"Thanks."
"So, what happened between you and Jeanne?"
"She ditched me at the restaurant with the tab."
"I told you not to trust her! Now she gets a free meal,
courtesy of Brock the Gullible!"
"Shut up!"
"Hey, it's true."
"You know, I think it's time."
"Time for what?"
"Time that I decided to become a monk."
"Oh, Brock, don't be silly."
"No, I'm serious."
"Brock, snap out of it. There's lots of fish in the sea."
"Really?"
"Yeah. You just have to be patient, and have the right bait!"
"You really think so?"
"Yep."
"Thanks, Misty!"
"You're welcome, Brock."
"Watch out, world, here comes Brock Slate!"
Brock rushed out the door, and Misty opened the door. He
rushed out, but then, suddenly tripped on the little edge between
the tile and carpet. "Couldn't even step out the door without
tripping. Tsk, tsk!" Misty giggled.
"Ah, shut up." Brock moaned.
To be continued...