Pokemon Fan Fiction / Pokemon Fan Fiction ❯ Troublesome Pokemon Squeak ❯ Troublesome Pokemon Squeak ( Chapter 1 )
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By: cyndaquil 
A new pokemon can grant Ash's wishes, but it mostly gives him stuff that he doesn't want. Inspired loosely by Ranma 1/2 and Jirachi
Anime/Manga: Pokemon Fan Fiction / Pokemon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 05.30.2004 | Pages: 7 | Words: 5.2K | Visits: 891 | Status: Completed
A new pokemon can grant Ash's wishes, but it mostly gives him stuff that he doesn't want. Inspired loosely by Ranma 1/2 and Jirachi
Anime/Manga: Pokemon Fan Fiction / Pokemon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 05.30.2004 | Pages: 7 | Words: 5.2K | Visits: 891 | Status: Completed
Standard Disclaimer: I do not own pokemon, nor do I intend to profit
from use of the characters or properties.
This is my first fiction so don’t be too harsh. Also I’m not a pervert, it’s just
that Ranma ½ is my other favourite anime. “Actually that might be the same
as being a pervert.”
Troublesome Pokemon Squeak
By Cyndaquil
Chapter 1 Look What I Caught
“Yes, I caught a … uhhh! Umm! What the heck did I catch.”
Ash Ketchum grudgingly realised that he could not finish his I just caught a
new pokemon pose because he did not know the creature’s name. For the
first time in memory the pokedex had registered his catch as an unidentified
species. In fact it was his curiosity about an unknown species that made him
want to catch this pokemon so badly.
The creature looked like a yellow skinned merle with a blue balbasaur like
seed on its back. The only sound it made during battle was squeak.
Therefore Ash held up his pokeball to the sun and announced “I’ll call you
squeak.”
It had taken Treko and Taillow to make the catch, so Ash was certain this
was a good scrapper. It used pound and quick attack, but the seed on its
back hinted at many other capabilities.
Ash looked around, annoyed that no one was around to witness his triumph.
May and Max had gone shopping in Dufort city too pass the time since Ash
was training in the forest. Brock on the other hand had seen some girls pass
their campsite and began pursuit early that morning.
Normally when Brock sees a new girl his routine is to flatter her, declare he
loves her, then offer to spend the rest of his life with her. At this point the
girls are either scarred away or to embarrassed to speak.
Since it was already past Twelve in the afternoon and Brock was nowhere in
sight, Ash decided to prepare lunch himself. First he opened some cans of
pokechow and released all his pokemon. “Dig in everybody!” Ash then
prepared his own meal.
Curious about his new friend, Squeak inched towards Ash. Thinking Squeak
was curious about human food Ash tore off a piece of his sandwich and let
the little guy eat out of his hand.
“The food here is usually better. But then Brock is the one who usually
cooks it! Ha Heh.”
Upon hearing this, all Squeak really understood is that Ash thought it would
be better if he had a Brock. Maybe Squeak could make a Brock. The
pokemon tried to ask, “What is a Brock” but it came out as “Squeak
Squea-Squea-eak.”
“What’s that, you want more!” Ash then gave squeak another piece of his
sandwich. This isn't what he wanted but squeak certainly wasn't
disappointed. Human food was tasty.
Ash looked at a clipboard containing the training regimen Brock was going
to help him with and thought out loud; “I bet if a girl is cute and flirty
enough she can make Brock do anything!”
Hmm! Squeak wondered. Ash wants a Brock but Brocks want CUTE
FLIRTATIOUS GIRLS. Living on Dufort, a tropical Island popular for its
many date spots; girl, cute, and even flirtatious were all concepts the
pokemon clearly understood. If he couldn’t make a Brock maybe he could
help Ash catch one.
Suddenly, a thick yellow vapour began to spray from the seed on Squeaks
back. As it did, what Ash thought was a seed began to shrink like a
deflating balloon. Fearing that this was poison sting attack, Ash moved
Upwind. It was no use, the vapour followed him. Soon he was enveloped in
a cloud of smoke. The boy felt a tingling sensation and his eyes went wide
as he fell into a trance.
Words and images flashed through his mind
GIRL (A young female human), girlie, girls stuff, girl talk, it’s a girl thing,
it’s okay for girls to be like that. CUTE (pretty or attractive in a lively, or
dainty way), cutesy, Cute outfit, that’s cute what you’ve done with your hair,
cute walk, cute talk, cute thoughts. FLIRT (To trifle or toy. To play at
love.), flirt with gestures, with speech, with actions. FLIRTATIOUS
(inclined to flirt), likes to flirt, likes to tease, please, be squeezed, wants
something, gets things by flirting.
Finally the trance ended, the images in his mind made his heart race. A hand
swept up to clutch his chest, but Ash felt something on the way up. It was a
D-cup.
Chapter 2 Meeting An Old Friend For The First Time
Ash looked at herself in the mirror. She would say it wasn’t pretty, but it
was. That was the whole problem. Her pokemon league cap remained
intact. It took her thirty proofs of purchase of pokepuff cereal to get that
cap; no pokemon was powerful enough to take it away. However the hair
inside was brunette, like her mothers, and it looked like it was combed and
washed once in a while. Her skin was a few tones lighter in colour. She had
long fluttery eyelashes, higher cheekbones, and softer daintier features. If it
weren’t for the weird Z’s under her eyes Ash would think this wasn’t a
mirror she was looking into. Her black T-shirt had become a cutesy one-
piece swimsuit. It was yellow with pictures of a pikachu sniffing a flower,
togepie dancing, and butterfrees sprinkling sleep powder on it. The stretchy
material showed off her buxom figure. She wore jeans over the swimsuits
bottom, as was the style on Dufort, but they were tighter and more form
hugging than her previous pair showing off her petite yet shapely figure.
What worried Ash most was that she neither screamed nor panicked at the
strange sight. In fact, her first thought was that she looked pretty, and it
even took her a moment to remember something was not right with this
image. Still, Ash chalked it up to being in shock and moved on.
The pokemon were all looking at squeak with anger. Not for Ash’s sake, but
because what was once a Taillow, Treako, and Corfish were now a
Beautifly, Bellosom, and jigglypuff. All pokemon that are popular amongst
young girls. Pikachu was the only one unaffected. Unless you count the
pink bow he was now trying to scratch off his neck.
Ash tried to think this through rationally. The seed or rather gland on
squeaks back was deflated. She probably needed more vapour to change
back. If this is like poison sting attack the vapour will replenish itself in six
hours. “Well, I figured that out pretty quick;” She announced with pride.
Then slumped down sadly, thinking that maybe girls really are smarter than
guys.
After waiting a total of six minutes for the gland to refill, Ash became
impatient and decided to go to the pokemon center to call Professor Oak for
help. Besides the pokemon couldn’t beat up Squeak from inside their
pokeballs. Fortunately she was only an hours walk from a city.
Forty minutes later Ash saw Brock moving in the opposite direction, on his
way back to the campsite. Embarrassed Ash and Pikachu hid behind a tree.
Unconsciencely taking out a compact, Ash fixed her hair and makeup.
Suddenly she remembered her words just before the transformation, “bet if
a girl is cute and flirty enough she can make Brock do anything!”
Words like flirt, and tease flashed through her mind. Then she thought it
would be rude to keep hiding. What if he saw me duck behind a tree! I
should talk to him, he won’t even recognise Pikachu or me, this will be fun.
Brock was walking back to the campsite when the most beautiful girl that
had yet to turn him down appeared.
Ash was trying to think of a pickup line that didn’t sound corny when Brock
suddenly raised his arms in the air and yelled “Oh no! I have been blinded
by the radiance of her magnificent countenance. Why this goddesses
face is far too lovely for any mortal man to lay eyes upon! But I will
forgive you he said in a more sensible voice. After all, how else could we
build a life together.”
Wow! This flirting thing is so easy, thought Ash.
[Brock] “Please fair lady, may I trouble you for a name, telephone
number, email address etc…”
[Ash] “Gee! You make etc sound like a naughty word”, Ash
teased while placing her fingers on his shoulder and gently
sweeping them down his chest. “My name is Ash—ahh uh I
mean Sasha. But that’s all I’ll give you until I …” she now
grabbed his shoulders and tiptoed up to his ear letting her
breasts sweep against his chest “… get to know you better.”
[Brock] Well uh… then ahhh… humana-humana … How about I
treat you to dinner at a fancy restaurant.
[Ash] Sure!
Ash had just given her instinctive response to an offer of free food.
Amazingly she then resisted the call of her stomach. Even though she really
was enjoying herself (and don’t expect her to ever admit that). Ash couldn’t
scam her friend for what would probably be an expensive restaurant meal.
So she thought of how to let him down easy.
[Ash] “Oh wait! I can’t,” she said in an unintentionally teasing tone
of voice. “I ripped my pants while training earlier and I got
them all muddy.” Ash actually did have have a rip on the
thigh of her pants. It happened days ago and carried over even
after her pants were transformed into a female counterpart. She
showed Brock the tear, making the thigh underneath seem
seductive somehow. “This is fine for camping, but I can’t go
into a respectable restaurant like this.”
[Brock] Suddenly Brocks last thought became his first. He realised that
he had to clothe this woman. “No problem! I know a district
with clothing stores, theatres, and restaurants. I’ll buy you a
new outfit for our date.”
[Ash] Wow, I really could make him do anything, except leave. I
know; Brock said he would be home by four. There are no
phones at the camp and he won’t want to worry me. I’ll just ask
“Don’t you have any one waiting for you at your camp.”
[Brock] “No uh... there’s Ash but uh… he doesn’t matter.” Did that
make me sound like a jerk, Brock wondered.
[Ash] That jerk! Don’t matter do I! He will pay for that comment. He
will pay, pay, pay. Suddenly the words he will pay took on a
whole new meaning. He will pay for dinner, for an outfit and
for whatever else I can squeeze out of him.
Chapter 3 He Will Pay
Ash knew she was acting strange but she continued to maintain her
flirty/cutesy behaviour without worrying or thinking it unnatural. Her mind
wasn’t being controlled. Basically, squeak had added new elements to her
personality but hadn’t changed her memory. This was confusing at least.
However, Ash was no longer concerned about her behaviour. Instead she
wanted to find out if boys really do get nosebleeds when they are stimulated
enough.
They were now standing in front of a clothing store.
[Brock] “Shall we go in?”
[Ash] “Shouldn’t we go in their first” Ash said, while pointing at a
lingerie store. “After all I can’t wear my new outfit without
some undies beneath it”
Brock gulped as he followed the girl who was leading him by the hand as
they entered the store.
[Ash] “There’s so much to choose from! Brock, will you pick
something for me.”
[Brock] “Humana humana humana! Uhh am I even allowed to
come in here?”
[Ash] “Come on just point to something and I’ll try it on and
show you.”
[Brock] “Anything”
Brock then started flinging his finger about wildly. Ash had to pose in a
total of seventeen items before Brock found the SIX pieces he new he
wanted to see her wear again in the future. Getting an outfit went more
smoothly. Frustrated from the long time spent in the lingerie store, Ash
quickly picked one and just one dress. It was a green, one-piece dress with:
speggetti strap shoulders, a ribbon around the waste, and a skirt like bottom.
Feeling that the outfit didn’t go with her pokemon league cap Brock
convinced her to accept a hair ribbon that matched the other pink ribbon tied
around Pikachu's neck.
[Ash] “Look Pikachu! We’re a fashion duo.”
Seeing his master happy Pikachu responded with a cheerful “Pika-chu-chu-
Pi.” Which ruffly translates to “Get back to normal soon so I can take off
this ribbon and strangle squeak with it” but Ash doesn’t need to know
this.
Thanks to an impulse Isle in the cashier’s line, Ash also got a pair of Corsola
shell bracelets and a small chichoritta plush toy.
Since it was still a little a little early for dinner they took in a movie. Brock
was anxious to try the pretend to yawn and put your shoulder around the girl
trick. Ash however had just thought of a brilliant new trick of her own.
Step 1 When the movie began Ash took hold of Brocks large hand
with her small dainty one as it rested on the armchair. This
both diverted the shoulder grab and let her move into step 2.
Step 2 When a tense seen occurred in the movie and her heart started
to race, Ash lifted her hands (still holding Brocks hand) to her
chest.
Step 3 Ash pretended to be entranced by the movie, while actually
helping Brock feel her heart beating.
At this point Brock finally got the nosebleed Ash so wanted to see.
Next they took a walk around the seashore. Conversation came easily since
Ash knew all of Brocks hobbies and interests already. Soon Brock found
himself asking:
[Brock] “So Sasha do I know you well enough yet to get a phone
number.”
[Ash] “You could ask but it wouldn’t help” she responded. “I’m a
trainer so I move around every other day, and before you
ask I’m a scatterbrain with computers so I don’t have
email.” (This is all true by the way.)
[Brock] Desperate to see this girl again Brock asked, “Well isn’t your
pokedex set up to send and receive email.”
[Ash] “huh!”
[Brock] “A pokedex can send and receive email, store word
processing documents and even play games like pokemon
yellow. I have a friend named Ash who never uses those
features either, but I thought everyone knew about them.”
[Ash] “Wow cool, I love pokemon yellow, it is my all time
favourite game. Please show me how to play”
[Brock] “Could I also help set up your email so that we can write to
one another” Brock asked in a desperate voice.
[Ash] “Sure whatever, just get the game going.”
Brock spent the next ten minutes setting up an email account. Using every
computer trick he new, Brock also set the pokedex to bypass the password
automatically (in case Sasha forgets it), Announce “You’ve got mail” and go
to her email account when a new email comes in, put his email address in
her address book and group contact list, updated the virus protection, set the
junk mail filters and even built a trojan so that she could never block his
emails (in case she did so by accident of course). He then installed the video
games and handed it back to a wide-eyed excited Ash.
Chapter 4 Confession
Tearing himself away from the game, Ash entered a vid phone booth and
contacted Professor Oak. Within five minutes she showed him her new
pokemon Squeak, and explained the misunderstanding they had and asked
for help (Ash left out the part about her going on a date). Oak stood in
shock for a full minute then spoke. “That is an amazing story Ash. If it
weren’t for those Z things under your eyes, I wouldn’t believe it was
you. However, I am familiar with the new pokemon you caught.
Information about this species was kept from the pokedex and reference
books to reduce the number of people trying to catch them. Most
people don’t even know this species exists. ASH, YOU MUST
CONTINUE TO KEEP SQUEAK A SECRET. You see squeak is very
powerful, he’s right up there with Mew, Celebi, and Unknown. The
yellow vapour that Squeak emits can alter anything it touches however
you want, or however Squeak thinks you want. It also exists
independent of space and time. When Squeak gassed you he could have
transported you anywhere, or changed any event in your past. For
instance, he could have, instead of turning you into a girl, made it so you
were born as one, and everyone would remember you as such, maybe
even you. Squeak is a secret because he is to dangerous to let anyone
capture.” Ash immediately asked, “What should I do Professor.” Oak
responded “Consider yourself lucky actually. Squeak type pokemon are
very loyal. I would ask you to send him to me, but a Squeak would
rather die than part with its first trainer. Train him as soon as possible
to avoid future misunderstandings, and Squeak will use his powers to
make any dream you have come true. My advice is remember that the
things that matter in life have to be earned, don’t make wishes that
attract to much attention, and remember changing history always
causes trouble, ALWAYS. Also, don’t use Squeak in battles, I’ll change
your records so that you can keep six fighting pokemon and have
Squeak for a pet. Tell only the friends you trust absolutely about
Squeak. Well I’ve lectured you enough. Actually I trust you more with
a Squeak than I would most people.”
[Ash] “Wait professor, how long will it take for Squeaks gland to
refill.”
[Oak] “Ten minutes, though it is slow for the first six.”
Ten minutes Ash thought. That means I could have changed back five hours
ago. The gland on his back was clearly full. Ash left the booth, and
convinced Brock it was getting late. There fancy dinner became a burger
and fries (Ash’s favourite anyway). Then with much protest from Brock,
they parted. Ash found a private place, changed back to his camping
clothes. He then asked Squeak to change him back to his proper gender and
frame of mind. He also restored his pokemon to normal. Then he waited ten
minutes, and asked to be teleported back to camp. Thus he arrived home an
hour ahead of Brock and was able to make it look like he had been there
training all day. The more he thought about the day the more he felt
ashamed. His female self tricked Brock into buying her expensive things,
then ignored him to play a video game. The good part was that he wouldn’t
have to worry about breaking up with Brock, because now that he had time
to think about what happened Brock wouldn’t want to see Sasha ever again.
Suddenly Brock arrived home, announcing “I have found the woman I
intend to marry, her name is Sasha, and Ash, you can be the best man.”
He then apologised for being late. May and Max were with him. They had
met on the way home.
[May] “Brock had a date tonight, he’s been talking about it all the
way to camp.”
Brock began to prepare dinner, and describe the day’s events; still not
realising Ash was there for the day’s events.
Ash worried that breaking up might not be so easy.
[Ash] “I don’t know about this girl Brock. What kind of girl
models lingerie for a boy on there first date. It’s unheard
of.”
[Brock] “Don’t you see! This girl is so sweet and innocent that she
has yet to realise the perverted thoughts lesser men would
carry for a woman of her magnificent beauty. Like Eve in
the garden of Eden, before she had bitten of the apple from
the tree of knowledge. She knows no evil because she is
pure as the white untouched mountain snow.”
At this point Ash started to blush.
[Max] “So your one of those lesser men! She didn’t make you pay
for everything did she.”
[Brock] “Guys are supposed to pay on a date.”
[Max] “In the 1920’s maybe. I bet you’ll never even see this girl
again.”
After defending Sasha a little bit more Brock left to email her. Max soon
fell asleep. Feeling guilty, Ash decided to come clean to May at least (she
seemed the least opinionated on the matter). He asked the girl to speak with
him in the tent, and explained his version of the day’s events, including the
discovery of Squeak, though Ash described himself as the victim of
pokemon mind control.
Ash expected many possible reactions from May. He would have
understood if she were angry, disgusted, or felt betrayed by her faith in Ash.
Still, the one reaction he didn’t expect was hysterical belly clenching
laughter.
[May] “You actually called yourself Sasha, as in s-Ash-a. That’s
so silly, it’s like Ashley or Ashura or Inu Yasha HAHAHA
HAHAHAH. I wish I could have seen it. A girl you in a
pretty green dress, with no feminine modesty HAHA
HAH.”
[Ash] “Knock it off May.”
[May] “I’m sorry, it’s just that you must have been so cute. I wish
I could have seen it.” Seeing Ash blush, May choose to
change the subject. “So Ash, how about we make some
wishes right now!”
[Ash] “What!!!”
Chapter 5 Hidden Wish
[Ash] “May, that’s dangerous. What if Squeak misinterprets
another wish?”
[May] Professor Oak said to get Squeak trained as soon as
possible, and what is the best way to train a pokemon?”
[Ash] “By practising its attacks”
[May] “So let’s help Squeak practice using his wish vapour
attack.”
[Ash] “Is it really squeak you want to help?”
[May] May looked at Ash with a fake expression of hurt. “C’mon,
it’ll be fun. We can fly on a Charazards back, or make our
own ice cream tree, or (her voice took on a teasing tone) I can
see what you look like as a girl.”
[Ash] “That stuff would attract lot’s of attention.”
[May] “Well at least let me see the little guy.”
Ash let Squeak out of his pokeball. May’s eyes immediately went wide and
she squealed “What a cutie! I can’t believe this little guy would cause
anyone any trouble.” Squeak jumped on her lap and she happily petted the
new pokemon as one might a pet.
[Ash] Ash was worried that Squeak could gas them at any time so he
nervously came up with a plan. “Attacks have names, maybe
what Squeak needs is a key word. Okay, listen up Squeak.
First, Only grant wishes to me AND MAY. Next, from now
on your keyword is WISH. If you hear the word wish, listen
for a wish, and grant it. Don’t do anything unless you hear
that word. Even if we say we want something.”
The pokemon gave a happy Squeal that Ash took as understanding. Though
what Squeak understood best was that he could grant wishes for May as well
as Ash.
That night, the weather was nice, and there were no bug pokemon around, so
everyone decided to sleep outside. May couldn’t sleep however. She was to
excited.
Ash’s sleeping bag was laid out only a foot from hers, and his pokeballs
were placed carefully beside the bag and next to May. As usual, Ash slept
like a rock. She quietly picked up the pokeball that contained Squeak,
admiring the thing. Suddenly she heard Brock speak; “Sasha.” This
startled her, but the boy was just talking in his sleep. She held the pokeball
close to her heart, and whispered “You know I feel sorry for Brock. I
kinda wish Brock could have his Sasha, but I wish to have Ash for
myself even more.” As she put the ball down and tried again to sleep she
never thought that Squeak could hear or act from inside a pokeball, and she
didn’t notice the yellow smoke as it hissed out from the tiny sphere and
inched its way towards Ash.
Chapter 6 If Ash is Ash Then Who Is She
Ash awoke, to feel an arm stretching across his body and something-squishy
pressing against his side.
[Ash] “SASHA” he yelled! “You crawled into my sleeping bag
again!”
[Sasha] “Don’t be that way, it got cold last night, and your so warm
to the touch.”
[Ash] “Brock’s your boyfriend, why don’t you crawl in his
sleeping bag.”
[Brock] “Yeah, why not.”
[Sasha] “May is your girlfriend, why don’t you crawl into her
sleeping bag” she teased.
That shut Ash up. It also made him and May blush.
The two of them were quite a pair, Ash and Sasha. Though twin brother and
sister, they are more like kindred spirits who share the same soul (literally,
though only Squeak knows this). They’re the same height, have a strong
family resemblance, both have those strange Z things under there eyes,
identical caps, the same love for pokemon and battling, both have a pikachu
always at there side, sometimes they even talk in a twin speak that only the
two of them understand. The biggest difference between them (besides
gender) is that Sasha is still a flirt while Ash is still dense when it comes to
women. They are so close, and Sasha is so affectionate towards her brother
that she had to practically force Ash and May to get together just so Brock
would stop getting jealous. Not that either Ash or May were unhappy about
the arrangement. In fact Squeak didn’t need to tamper with anyone’s minds
to get them together, in this timeline Sasha did all the tampering. Ash is
happier and a better trainer since he’s had a lifelong sparring partner. Sasha
is also happy since she has in her opinion a wonderful brother and a half
descent boyfriend.
After breakfast Ash lent Max his pokedex, to keep him occupied then asked
May to go for a walk alone with him.
[Sasha] “Your such a meannie” Sasha whined, as she glomped onto
Ash. “If you’re going somewhere why won’t you take me
with you.”
[Ash] “C’mon sis, wouldn’t you rather be with Brock for a little
while.”
[Sasha] “No, Why?”
[Ash in twin speak] “Nika yo atchiqua <he’s your boyfriend>.”
[Sasha in twin speak] “ Feng sheng <Oh yeah>.”
Soon, Ash and May were on there way. Sasha glomped Brock once they
were out of eye and earshot.
[Ash] “I’m glad I told you May” Ash said as he took out Squeaks
pokeball. “Though Sasha’s gonna be pretty mad that I
showed Squeak to you before I even told her. So, what do
you wanna wish for first? A Charizard ride, or an ice
cream tree.”
[May] “I know what I want more than anything else in the word.
Ash Ketchum.”
[Ash] “Okay, what?”
[May] “I just told you.”
May proceeded to grab Ash by the shoulders and pull him towards her. He
may be kind of dense, but she finally has him all for herself.
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This is my first fiction so don’t be too harsh. Also I’m not a pervert, it’s just
that Ranma ½ is my other favourite anime. “Actually that might be the same
as being a pervert.”
Troublesome Pokemon Squeak
By Cyndaquil
Chapter 1 Look What I Caught
“Yes, I caught a … uhhh! Umm! What the heck did I catch.”
Ash Ketchum grudgingly realised that he could not finish his I just caught a
new pokemon pose because he did not know the creature’s name. For the
first time in memory the pokedex had registered his catch as an unidentified
species. In fact it was his curiosity about an unknown species that made him
want to catch this pokemon so badly.
The creature looked like a yellow skinned merle with a blue balbasaur like
seed on its back. The only sound it made during battle was squeak.
Therefore Ash held up his pokeball to the sun and announced “I’ll call you
squeak.”
It had taken Treko and Taillow to make the catch, so Ash was certain this
was a good scrapper. It used pound and quick attack, but the seed on its
back hinted at many other capabilities.
Ash looked around, annoyed that no one was around to witness his triumph.
May and Max had gone shopping in Dufort city too pass the time since Ash
was training in the forest. Brock on the other hand had seen some girls pass
their campsite and began pursuit early that morning.
Normally when Brock sees a new girl his routine is to flatter her, declare he
loves her, then offer to spend the rest of his life with her. At this point the
girls are either scarred away or to embarrassed to speak.
Since it was already past Twelve in the afternoon and Brock was nowhere in
sight, Ash decided to prepare lunch himself. First he opened some cans of
pokechow and released all his pokemon. “Dig in everybody!” Ash then
prepared his own meal.
Curious about his new friend, Squeak inched towards Ash. Thinking Squeak
was curious about human food Ash tore off a piece of his sandwich and let
the little guy eat out of his hand.
“The food here is usually better. But then Brock is the one who usually
cooks it! Ha Heh.”
Upon hearing this, all Squeak really understood is that Ash thought it would
be better if he had a Brock. Maybe Squeak could make a Brock. The
pokemon tried to ask, “What is a Brock” but it came out as “Squeak
Squea-Squea-eak.”
“What’s that, you want more!” Ash then gave squeak another piece of his
sandwich. This isn't what he wanted but squeak certainly wasn't
disappointed. Human food was tasty.
Ash looked at a clipboard containing the training regimen Brock was going
to help him with and thought out loud; “I bet if a girl is cute and flirty
enough she can make Brock do anything!”
Hmm! Squeak wondered. Ash wants a Brock but Brocks want CUTE
FLIRTATIOUS GIRLS. Living on Dufort, a tropical Island popular for its
many date spots; girl, cute, and even flirtatious were all concepts the
pokemon clearly understood. If he couldn’t make a Brock maybe he could
help Ash catch one.
Suddenly, a thick yellow vapour began to spray from the seed on Squeaks
back. As it did, what Ash thought was a seed began to shrink like a
deflating balloon. Fearing that this was poison sting attack, Ash moved
Upwind. It was no use, the vapour followed him. Soon he was enveloped in
a cloud of smoke. The boy felt a tingling sensation and his eyes went wide
as he fell into a trance.
Words and images flashed through his mind
GIRL (A young female human), girlie, girls stuff, girl talk, it’s a girl thing,
it’s okay for girls to be like that. CUTE (pretty or attractive in a lively, or
dainty way), cutesy, Cute outfit, that’s cute what you’ve done with your hair,
cute walk, cute talk, cute thoughts. FLIRT (To trifle or toy. To play at
love.), flirt with gestures, with speech, with actions. FLIRTATIOUS
(inclined to flirt), likes to flirt, likes to tease, please, be squeezed, wants
something, gets things by flirting.
Finally the trance ended, the images in his mind made his heart race. A hand
swept up to clutch his chest, but Ash felt something on the way up. It was a
D-cup.
Chapter 2 Meeting An Old Friend For The First Time
Ash looked at herself in the mirror. She would say it wasn’t pretty, but it
was. That was the whole problem. Her pokemon league cap remained
intact. It took her thirty proofs of purchase of pokepuff cereal to get that
cap; no pokemon was powerful enough to take it away. However the hair
inside was brunette, like her mothers, and it looked like it was combed and
washed once in a while. Her skin was a few tones lighter in colour. She had
long fluttery eyelashes, higher cheekbones, and softer daintier features. If it
weren’t for the weird Z’s under her eyes Ash would think this wasn’t a
mirror she was looking into. Her black T-shirt had become a cutesy one-
piece swimsuit. It was yellow with pictures of a pikachu sniffing a flower,
togepie dancing, and butterfrees sprinkling sleep powder on it. The stretchy
material showed off her buxom figure. She wore jeans over the swimsuits
bottom, as was the style on Dufort, but they were tighter and more form
hugging than her previous pair showing off her petite yet shapely figure.
What worried Ash most was that she neither screamed nor panicked at the
strange sight. In fact, her first thought was that she looked pretty, and it
even took her a moment to remember something was not right with this
image. Still, Ash chalked it up to being in shock and moved on.
The pokemon were all looking at squeak with anger. Not for Ash’s sake, but
because what was once a Taillow, Treako, and Corfish were now a
Beautifly, Bellosom, and jigglypuff. All pokemon that are popular amongst
young girls. Pikachu was the only one unaffected. Unless you count the
pink bow he was now trying to scratch off his neck.
Ash tried to think this through rationally. The seed or rather gland on
squeaks back was deflated. She probably needed more vapour to change
back. If this is like poison sting attack the vapour will replenish itself in six
hours. “Well, I figured that out pretty quick;” She announced with pride.
Then slumped down sadly, thinking that maybe girls really are smarter than
guys.
After waiting a total of six minutes for the gland to refill, Ash became
impatient and decided to go to the pokemon center to call Professor Oak for
help. Besides the pokemon couldn’t beat up Squeak from inside their
pokeballs. Fortunately she was only an hours walk from a city.
Forty minutes later Ash saw Brock moving in the opposite direction, on his
way back to the campsite. Embarrassed Ash and Pikachu hid behind a tree.
Unconsciencely taking out a compact, Ash fixed her hair and makeup.
Suddenly she remembered her words just before the transformation, “bet if
a girl is cute and flirty enough she can make Brock do anything!”
Words like flirt, and tease flashed through her mind. Then she thought it
would be rude to keep hiding. What if he saw me duck behind a tree! I
should talk to him, he won’t even recognise Pikachu or me, this will be fun.
Brock was walking back to the campsite when the most beautiful girl that
had yet to turn him down appeared.
Ash was trying to think of a pickup line that didn’t sound corny when Brock
suddenly raised his arms in the air and yelled “Oh no! I have been blinded
by the radiance of her magnificent countenance. Why this goddesses
face is far too lovely for any mortal man to lay eyes upon! But I will
forgive you he said in a more sensible voice. After all, how else could we
build a life together.”
Wow! This flirting thing is so easy, thought Ash.
[Brock] “Please fair lady, may I trouble you for a name, telephone
number, email address etc…”
[Ash] “Gee! You make etc sound like a naughty word”, Ash
teased while placing her fingers on his shoulder and gently
sweeping them down his chest. “My name is Ash—ahh uh I
mean Sasha. But that’s all I’ll give you until I …” she now
grabbed his shoulders and tiptoed up to his ear letting her
breasts sweep against his chest “… get to know you better.”
[Brock] Well uh… then ahhh… humana-humana … How about I
treat you to dinner at a fancy restaurant.
[Ash] Sure!
Ash had just given her instinctive response to an offer of free food.
Amazingly she then resisted the call of her stomach. Even though she really
was enjoying herself (and don’t expect her to ever admit that). Ash couldn’t
scam her friend for what would probably be an expensive restaurant meal.
So she thought of how to let him down easy.
[Ash] “Oh wait! I can’t,” she said in an unintentionally teasing tone
of voice. “I ripped my pants while training earlier and I got
them all muddy.” Ash actually did have have a rip on the
thigh of her pants. It happened days ago and carried over even
after her pants were transformed into a female counterpart. She
showed Brock the tear, making the thigh underneath seem
seductive somehow. “This is fine for camping, but I can’t go
into a respectable restaurant like this.”
[Brock] Suddenly Brocks last thought became his first. He realised that
he had to clothe this woman. “No problem! I know a district
with clothing stores, theatres, and restaurants. I’ll buy you a
new outfit for our date.”
[Ash] Wow, I really could make him do anything, except leave. I
know; Brock said he would be home by four. There are no
phones at the camp and he won’t want to worry me. I’ll just ask
“Don’t you have any one waiting for you at your camp.”
[Brock] “No uh... there’s Ash but uh… he doesn’t matter.” Did that
make me sound like a jerk, Brock wondered.
[Ash] That jerk! Don’t matter do I! He will pay for that comment. He
will pay, pay, pay. Suddenly the words he will pay took on a
whole new meaning. He will pay for dinner, for an outfit and
for whatever else I can squeeze out of him.
Chapter 3 He Will Pay
Ash knew she was acting strange but she continued to maintain her
flirty/cutesy behaviour without worrying or thinking it unnatural. Her mind
wasn’t being controlled. Basically, squeak had added new elements to her
personality but hadn’t changed her memory. This was confusing at least.
However, Ash was no longer concerned about her behaviour. Instead she
wanted to find out if boys really do get nosebleeds when they are stimulated
enough.
They were now standing in front of a clothing store.
[Brock] “Shall we go in?”
[Ash] “Shouldn’t we go in their first” Ash said, while pointing at a
lingerie store. “After all I can’t wear my new outfit without
some undies beneath it”
Brock gulped as he followed the girl who was leading him by the hand as
they entered the store.
[Ash] “There’s so much to choose from! Brock, will you pick
something for me.”
[Brock] “Humana humana humana! Uhh am I even allowed to
come in here?”
[Ash] “Come on just point to something and I’ll try it on and
show you.”
[Brock] “Anything”
Brock then started flinging his finger about wildly. Ash had to pose in a
total of seventeen items before Brock found the SIX pieces he new he
wanted to see her wear again in the future. Getting an outfit went more
smoothly. Frustrated from the long time spent in the lingerie store, Ash
quickly picked one and just one dress. It was a green, one-piece dress with:
speggetti strap shoulders, a ribbon around the waste, and a skirt like bottom.
Feeling that the outfit didn’t go with her pokemon league cap Brock
convinced her to accept a hair ribbon that matched the other pink ribbon tied
around Pikachu's neck.
[Ash] “Look Pikachu! We’re a fashion duo.”
Seeing his master happy Pikachu responded with a cheerful “Pika-chu-chu-
Pi.” Which ruffly translates to “Get back to normal soon so I can take off
this ribbon and strangle squeak with it” but Ash doesn’t need to know
this.
Thanks to an impulse Isle in the cashier’s line, Ash also got a pair of Corsola
shell bracelets and a small chichoritta plush toy.
Since it was still a little a little early for dinner they took in a movie. Brock
was anxious to try the pretend to yawn and put your shoulder around the girl
trick. Ash however had just thought of a brilliant new trick of her own.
Step 1 When the movie began Ash took hold of Brocks large hand
with her small dainty one as it rested on the armchair. This
both diverted the shoulder grab and let her move into step 2.
Step 2 When a tense seen occurred in the movie and her heart started
to race, Ash lifted her hands (still holding Brocks hand) to her
chest.
Step 3 Ash pretended to be entranced by the movie, while actually
helping Brock feel her heart beating.
At this point Brock finally got the nosebleed Ash so wanted to see.
Next they took a walk around the seashore. Conversation came easily since
Ash knew all of Brocks hobbies and interests already. Soon Brock found
himself asking:
[Brock] “So Sasha do I know you well enough yet to get a phone
number.”
[Ash] “You could ask but it wouldn’t help” she responded. “I’m a
trainer so I move around every other day, and before you
ask I’m a scatterbrain with computers so I don’t have
email.” (This is all true by the way.)
[Brock] Desperate to see this girl again Brock asked, “Well isn’t your
pokedex set up to send and receive email.”
[Ash] “huh!”
[Brock] “A pokedex can send and receive email, store word
processing documents and even play games like pokemon
yellow. I have a friend named Ash who never uses those
features either, but I thought everyone knew about them.”
[Ash] “Wow cool, I love pokemon yellow, it is my all time
favourite game. Please show me how to play”
[Brock] “Could I also help set up your email so that we can write to
one another” Brock asked in a desperate voice.
[Ash] “Sure whatever, just get the game going.”
Brock spent the next ten minutes setting up an email account. Using every
computer trick he new, Brock also set the pokedex to bypass the password
automatically (in case Sasha forgets it), Announce “You’ve got mail” and go
to her email account when a new email comes in, put his email address in
her address book and group contact list, updated the virus protection, set the
junk mail filters and even built a trojan so that she could never block his
emails (in case she did so by accident of course). He then installed the video
games and handed it back to a wide-eyed excited Ash.
Chapter 4 Confession
Tearing himself away from the game, Ash entered a vid phone booth and
contacted Professor Oak. Within five minutes she showed him her new
pokemon Squeak, and explained the misunderstanding they had and asked
for help (Ash left out the part about her going on a date). Oak stood in
shock for a full minute then spoke. “That is an amazing story Ash. If it
weren’t for those Z things under your eyes, I wouldn’t believe it was
you. However, I am familiar with the new pokemon you caught.
Information about this species was kept from the pokedex and reference
books to reduce the number of people trying to catch them. Most
people don’t even know this species exists. ASH, YOU MUST
CONTINUE TO KEEP SQUEAK A SECRET. You see squeak is very
powerful, he’s right up there with Mew, Celebi, and Unknown. The
yellow vapour that Squeak emits can alter anything it touches however
you want, or however Squeak thinks you want. It also exists
independent of space and time. When Squeak gassed you he could have
transported you anywhere, or changed any event in your past. For
instance, he could have, instead of turning you into a girl, made it so you
were born as one, and everyone would remember you as such, maybe
even you. Squeak is a secret because he is to dangerous to let anyone
capture.” Ash immediately asked, “What should I do Professor.” Oak
responded “Consider yourself lucky actually. Squeak type pokemon are
very loyal. I would ask you to send him to me, but a Squeak would
rather die than part with its first trainer. Train him as soon as possible
to avoid future misunderstandings, and Squeak will use his powers to
make any dream you have come true. My advice is remember that the
things that matter in life have to be earned, don’t make wishes that
attract to much attention, and remember changing history always
causes trouble, ALWAYS. Also, don’t use Squeak in battles, I’ll change
your records so that you can keep six fighting pokemon and have
Squeak for a pet. Tell only the friends you trust absolutely about
Squeak. Well I’ve lectured you enough. Actually I trust you more with
a Squeak than I would most people.”
[Ash] “Wait professor, how long will it take for Squeaks gland to
refill.”
[Oak] “Ten minutes, though it is slow for the first six.”
Ten minutes Ash thought. That means I could have changed back five hours
ago. The gland on his back was clearly full. Ash left the booth, and
convinced Brock it was getting late. There fancy dinner became a burger
and fries (Ash’s favourite anyway). Then with much protest from Brock,
they parted. Ash found a private place, changed back to his camping
clothes. He then asked Squeak to change him back to his proper gender and
frame of mind. He also restored his pokemon to normal. Then he waited ten
minutes, and asked to be teleported back to camp. Thus he arrived home an
hour ahead of Brock and was able to make it look like he had been there
training all day. The more he thought about the day the more he felt
ashamed. His female self tricked Brock into buying her expensive things,
then ignored him to play a video game. The good part was that he wouldn’t
have to worry about breaking up with Brock, because now that he had time
to think about what happened Brock wouldn’t want to see Sasha ever again.
Suddenly Brock arrived home, announcing “I have found the woman I
intend to marry, her name is Sasha, and Ash, you can be the best man.”
He then apologised for being late. May and Max were with him. They had
met on the way home.
[May] “Brock had a date tonight, he’s been talking about it all the
way to camp.”
Brock began to prepare dinner, and describe the day’s events; still not
realising Ash was there for the day’s events.
Ash worried that breaking up might not be so easy.
[Ash] “I don’t know about this girl Brock. What kind of girl
models lingerie for a boy on there first date. It’s unheard
of.”
[Brock] “Don’t you see! This girl is so sweet and innocent that she
has yet to realise the perverted thoughts lesser men would
carry for a woman of her magnificent beauty. Like Eve in
the garden of Eden, before she had bitten of the apple from
the tree of knowledge. She knows no evil because she is
pure as the white untouched mountain snow.”
At this point Ash started to blush.
[Max] “So your one of those lesser men! She didn’t make you pay
for everything did she.”
[Brock] “Guys are supposed to pay on a date.”
[Max] “In the 1920’s maybe. I bet you’ll never even see this girl
again.”
After defending Sasha a little bit more Brock left to email her. Max soon
fell asleep. Feeling guilty, Ash decided to come clean to May at least (she
seemed the least opinionated on the matter). He asked the girl to speak with
him in the tent, and explained his version of the day’s events, including the
discovery of Squeak, though Ash described himself as the victim of
pokemon mind control.
Ash expected many possible reactions from May. He would have
understood if she were angry, disgusted, or felt betrayed by her faith in Ash.
Still, the one reaction he didn’t expect was hysterical belly clenching
laughter.
[May] “You actually called yourself Sasha, as in s-Ash-a. That’s
so silly, it’s like Ashley or Ashura or Inu Yasha HAHAHA
HAHAHAH. I wish I could have seen it. A girl you in a
pretty green dress, with no feminine modesty HAHA
HAH.”
[Ash] “Knock it off May.”
[May] “I’m sorry, it’s just that you must have been so cute. I wish
I could have seen it.” Seeing Ash blush, May choose to
change the subject. “So Ash, how about we make some
wishes right now!”
[Ash] “What!!!”
Chapter 5 Hidden Wish
[Ash] “May, that’s dangerous. What if Squeak misinterprets
another wish?”
[May] Professor Oak said to get Squeak trained as soon as
possible, and what is the best way to train a pokemon?”
[Ash] “By practising its attacks”
[May] “So let’s help Squeak practice using his wish vapour
attack.”
[Ash] “Is it really squeak you want to help?”
[May] May looked at Ash with a fake expression of hurt. “C’mon,
it’ll be fun. We can fly on a Charazards back, or make our
own ice cream tree, or (her voice took on a teasing tone) I can
see what you look like as a girl.”
[Ash] “That stuff would attract lot’s of attention.”
[May] “Well at least let me see the little guy.”
Ash let Squeak out of his pokeball. May’s eyes immediately went wide and
she squealed “What a cutie! I can’t believe this little guy would cause
anyone any trouble.” Squeak jumped on her lap and she happily petted the
new pokemon as one might a pet.
[Ash] Ash was worried that Squeak could gas them at any time so he
nervously came up with a plan. “Attacks have names, maybe
what Squeak needs is a key word. Okay, listen up Squeak.
First, Only grant wishes to me AND MAY. Next, from now
on your keyword is WISH. If you hear the word wish, listen
for a wish, and grant it. Don’t do anything unless you hear
that word. Even if we say we want something.”
The pokemon gave a happy Squeal that Ash took as understanding. Though
what Squeak understood best was that he could grant wishes for May as well
as Ash.
That night, the weather was nice, and there were no bug pokemon around, so
everyone decided to sleep outside. May couldn’t sleep however. She was to
excited.
Ash’s sleeping bag was laid out only a foot from hers, and his pokeballs
were placed carefully beside the bag and next to May. As usual, Ash slept
like a rock. She quietly picked up the pokeball that contained Squeak,
admiring the thing. Suddenly she heard Brock speak; “Sasha.” This
startled her, but the boy was just talking in his sleep. She held the pokeball
close to her heart, and whispered “You know I feel sorry for Brock. I
kinda wish Brock could have his Sasha, but I wish to have Ash for
myself even more.” As she put the ball down and tried again to sleep she
never thought that Squeak could hear or act from inside a pokeball, and she
didn’t notice the yellow smoke as it hissed out from the tiny sphere and
inched its way towards Ash.
Chapter 6 If Ash is Ash Then Who Is She
Ash awoke, to feel an arm stretching across his body and something-squishy
pressing against his side.
[Ash] “SASHA” he yelled! “You crawled into my sleeping bag
again!”
[Sasha] “Don’t be that way, it got cold last night, and your so warm
to the touch.”
[Ash] “Brock’s your boyfriend, why don’t you crawl in his
sleeping bag.”
[Brock] “Yeah, why not.”
[Sasha] “May is your girlfriend, why don’t you crawl into her
sleeping bag” she teased.
That shut Ash up. It also made him and May blush.
The two of them were quite a pair, Ash and Sasha. Though twin brother and
sister, they are more like kindred spirits who share the same soul (literally,
though only Squeak knows this). They’re the same height, have a strong
family resemblance, both have those strange Z things under there eyes,
identical caps, the same love for pokemon and battling, both have a pikachu
always at there side, sometimes they even talk in a twin speak that only the
two of them understand. The biggest difference between them (besides
gender) is that Sasha is still a flirt while Ash is still dense when it comes to
women. They are so close, and Sasha is so affectionate towards her brother
that she had to practically force Ash and May to get together just so Brock
would stop getting jealous. Not that either Ash or May were unhappy about
the arrangement. In fact Squeak didn’t need to tamper with anyone’s minds
to get them together, in this timeline Sasha did all the tampering. Ash is
happier and a better trainer since he’s had a lifelong sparring partner. Sasha
is also happy since she has in her opinion a wonderful brother and a half
descent boyfriend.
After breakfast Ash lent Max his pokedex, to keep him occupied then asked
May to go for a walk alone with him.
[Sasha] “Your such a meannie” Sasha whined, as she glomped onto
Ash. “If you’re going somewhere why won’t you take me
with you.”
[Ash] “C’mon sis, wouldn’t you rather be with Brock for a little
while.”
[Sasha] “No, Why?”
[Ash in twin speak] “Nika yo atchiqua <he’s your boyfriend>.”
[Sasha in twin speak] “ Feng sheng <Oh yeah>.”
Soon, Ash and May were on there way. Sasha glomped Brock once they
were out of eye and earshot.
[Ash] “I’m glad I told you May” Ash said as he took out Squeaks
pokeball. “Though Sasha’s gonna be pretty mad that I
showed Squeak to you before I even told her. So, what do
you wanna wish for first? A Charizard ride, or an ice
cream tree.”
[May] “I know what I want more than anything else in the word.
Ash Ketchum.”
[Ash] “Okay, what?”
[May] “I just told you.”
May proceeded to grab Ash by the shoulders and pull him towards her. He
may be kind of dense, but she finally has him all for herself.
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