Pokemon Fan Fiction ❯ Much Ado About A Crush ❯ Ch 5 ( Chapter 5 )
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By: Meusa 
Anime/Manga: Pokemon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Romance | Type: Fanfiction Sequel | Uploaded On: 12.17.2007 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 382 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Pokemon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Romance | Type: Fanfiction Sequel | Uploaded On: 12.17.2007 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 382 | Status: Work In Progress
MUCH ADO ABOUT A CRUSH
I don't own pokemon and all that jazz
A/N: This is my very first fanfic EVER! Please be kind in your feedback...and I hope you enjoy it! That's what keeps me writing
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Ch 5
To Market, To Market:
‘Okay…now all that’s left is…cabbage! Gary, where do the sell cabbage here?’ I asked, looking around. But, he was gone! “Oh no! I’ve lost Gary!!” I thought, panicking. ‘Okay, Misty. Calm down,’ I reassured myself. ‘I’m sure he couldn’t have gotten too far. He can find the way home.’
I felt a drop of water land on the tip of my nose, another on my arm. It was starting to rain!
And, my phone started to ring…
‘Great! Who could be calling now?’
*Ash* blinked on the screen. I blinked back. Why was he calling me? Maybe he needed some groceries or something…
‘Hello?’
‘Um…hi Misty, it’s me.’
‘Yes, I know it’s you. What’s up? I’ll be home any minute.’
‘There’s something I need to tell you…’ He sounded a little distressed.
‘Can it wait until I get home?’ I asked, trying my hardest not to sound rude.
‘No…not really…I kind of…need to…sort of…umm…tell you something…right now!!’
Ash, please! Give me a minute, I’m swamped! Gary’s missing, I can’t find the cabbages and now…it’s raining!’ I sobbed.
‘Look, Gary can find his own way home, cabbages are NOT essential…they stink and it’s just a summer shower! But this is something I HAVE to tell you over the phone. I won’t know how to say it if I’m looking at you!’
‘Ok, ok. What’s up?’ I asked curiously as I took shelter under a tree.
‘I don’t know how to say this…Ok. When we first met six years ago, I didn’t like you that much…’
“That’s a nice way to start a conversation,” I thought.
‘But, as time went on, I learned to trust you…and then you became a friend. A close friend.’
“I like where this is going…” I could feel myself blush.
‘And then, I guess, somewhere along the way…you became something more…and I just didn’t know how to tell you…’
There was a (strangely) comfortable silence.
‘Ash…I didn’t know you felt that way…’ I said softly. “But I’d always hoped you did!!”
‘Look. I need to see you,’ he continued. ‘Find Gary, send those cabbages home with him and meet me by the lake, okay?’
‘Okay,’ I replied breathlessly. Then I cut the line. I stood still for a while, hoping this wasn’t some sort of dream.
And then…I ran. I ran into the rain and danced around in circles. My hair and the groceries were getting soaked but I didn’t care, and, what the heck, the place was more-or-less deserted – I screamed at the top of my lungs: ‘ASH KETCHUM LOVES ME!!!’
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Someone’s In The Kitchen:
‘There. All done! Mom, Mimey, Pikachu, Sparky, Ditto and whoever else is home! Come and get it!!’ Ash called out.
After causing a few more minor disasters, Tracey had been banished from the kitchen by a very angry Ash with a furious speech about “irresponsible at this age”, “what kind of example are you setting?” and sending him to a place where he “can’t cause any more damage!”
Ash was just about to take two plates piled with pancakes to the table when he spotted a pink glob following him.
‘Ditto! What are you doing here? Have you been here all this time?
‘Ditt-tto!’ it squeaked. And just before it left, it dropped a bag of thawing bacon at Ash’s feet. ‘Duplica should really watch what she feeds…hey! Where did you get that?’ demanded Ash. He set down one of the plates to pick up the box.
‘Ditt-tto!’ it squealed happily before slithering gleefully out of the kitchen.
‘Oh well, no bacon for breakfast today.’
‘Ash, honey you’re phone is ringing,’ called Mrs. Ketchum from upstairs.
‘Coming mom!’
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The Shed:
‘Did you guys do it? That was quick,’ said Tracey, looking up from an obscenely large phonebook.
‘No, the deed isn’t done yet,’ said Duplica, pulling her cell-phone out of her bag. ‘We need to call Ash,’ she told him.
‘I need to call the bakery! I have to order the cake!’ said Tracey, lugging the phonebook out of the shed.
‘Ok, let’s see if I can’t convince Ash as easily as I did Misty,’ said Duplica clearing her throat.
‘That shouldn’t be a problem. Ash is way dumber than Misty. The hard part’s over,’ sighed Richie.
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In Ash’s Room:
*ring ring*
‘I’m coming, I’m coming. Hold your horseas!’ cried Ash as he went to pick up his phone.
‘Hello?’
‘Um, hi Ash…it’s Misty.’
‘Oh! Hey, what’s up? You lost or something?’
‘No! I…need to…um…tell you something.’
‘Ahh…I see. You lost Gary, didn’t you? It’s really not your fault. He gets lost all the time! He’ll find his way home eventually.’
‘Oh, ok. But, it’s not that…I need tot ell you something very important.’
‘What is it Mist?’
‘It’s about…us.’
‘“Us”?’
‘Yeah…just let me finish. Do you remember how I actually started following you on your journey?’
‘Of course! It’s hard to forget. I destroyed your bike…and you stalked me for it!’
‘Maybe that was my initial reason but, it didn’t take long for me to start…liking you.’
‘Aw, I like you too, Mist!’
‘What would you say if I told you that my initial liking for you grew, over time, into something more…?’
*silence*
‘I’d be thrilled!! Do you really feel that way?’
‘Yes! Yes I do!’
‘Where are you, anyways?’
‘I’m…er…at the market! Gary’s missing, I can’t find the cabbages and…it’s raining!’
‘The cabbage is usually sold under the fir tree at the back…’ Ash offered
‘Thanks, I’ll send Gary home with them as soon as I find him. Could you meet me at the lake, Ash?’
‘Sure! I’ll leave right now!!’
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Market Once More:
‘Gary! There you are!! Where have you been?’
‘I went to get some berries. I needed to stock up!’
‘Well, you could have told me! Now, take these groceries home, will you?’
‘I’m touched that you were worried, Red,’ replied Gary sarcastically.
‘Don’t give me lip Oak. Just go!’
‘Why should I!?’
‘What are you, afraid of manual labor? I have…a date.’
‘With who?!’
‘None of your business…now scat!
‘Yes ma’am,’ he said. And away he marched (slightly bent under the weight of stinky cabbages and other repulsive veggies).
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A/N: As you can tell…I dislike cabbages…
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I don't own pokemon and all that jazz
A/N: This is my very first fanfic EVER! Please be kind in your feedback...and I hope you enjoy it! That's what keeps me writing
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Ch 5
To Market, To Market:
‘Okay…now all that’s left is…cabbage! Gary, where do the sell cabbage here?’ I asked, looking around. But, he was gone! “Oh no! I’ve lost Gary!!” I thought, panicking. ‘Okay, Misty. Calm down,’ I reassured myself. ‘I’m sure he couldn’t have gotten too far. He can find the way home.’
I felt a drop of water land on the tip of my nose, another on my arm. It was starting to rain!
And, my phone started to ring…
‘Great! Who could be calling now?’
*Ash* blinked on the screen. I blinked back. Why was he calling me? Maybe he needed some groceries or something…
‘Hello?’
‘Um…hi Misty, it’s me.’
‘Yes, I know it’s you. What’s up? I’ll be home any minute.’
‘There’s something I need to tell you…’ He sounded a little distressed.
‘Can it wait until I get home?’ I asked, trying my hardest not to sound rude.
‘No…not really…I kind of…need to…sort of…umm…tell you something…right now!!’
Ash, please! Give me a minute, I’m swamped! Gary’s missing, I can’t find the cabbages and now…it’s raining!’ I sobbed.
‘Look, Gary can find his own way home, cabbages are NOT essential…they stink and it’s just a summer shower! But this is something I HAVE to tell you over the phone. I won’t know how to say it if I’m looking at you!’
‘Ok, ok. What’s up?’ I asked curiously as I took shelter under a tree.
‘I don’t know how to say this…Ok. When we first met six years ago, I didn’t like you that much…’
“That’s a nice way to start a conversation,” I thought.
‘But, as time went on, I learned to trust you…and then you became a friend. A close friend.’
“I like where this is going…” I could feel myself blush.
‘And then, I guess, somewhere along the way…you became something more…and I just didn’t know how to tell you…’
There was a (strangely) comfortable silence.
‘Ash…I didn’t know you felt that way…’ I said softly. “But I’d always hoped you did!!”
‘Look. I need to see you,’ he continued. ‘Find Gary, send those cabbages home with him and meet me by the lake, okay?’
‘Okay,’ I replied breathlessly. Then I cut the line. I stood still for a while, hoping this wasn’t some sort of dream.
And then…I ran. I ran into the rain and danced around in circles. My hair and the groceries were getting soaked but I didn’t care, and, what the heck, the place was more-or-less deserted – I screamed at the top of my lungs: ‘ASH KETCHUM LOVES ME!!!’
********************************************************************
Someone’s In The Kitchen:
‘There. All done! Mom, Mimey, Pikachu, Sparky, Ditto and whoever else is home! Come and get it!!’ Ash called out.
After causing a few more minor disasters, Tracey had been banished from the kitchen by a very angry Ash with a furious speech about “irresponsible at this age”, “what kind of example are you setting?” and sending him to a place where he “can’t cause any more damage!”
Ash was just about to take two plates piled with pancakes to the table when he spotted a pink glob following him.
‘Ditto! What are you doing here? Have you been here all this time?
‘Ditt-tto!’ it squeaked. And just before it left, it dropped a bag of thawing bacon at Ash’s feet. ‘Duplica should really watch what she feeds…hey! Where did you get that?’ demanded Ash. He set down one of the plates to pick up the box.
‘Ditt-tto!’ it squealed happily before slithering gleefully out of the kitchen.
‘Oh well, no bacon for breakfast today.’
‘Ash, honey you’re phone is ringing,’ called Mrs. Ketchum from upstairs.
‘Coming mom!’
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The Shed:
‘Did you guys do it? That was quick,’ said Tracey, looking up from an obscenely large phonebook.
‘No, the deed isn’t done yet,’ said Duplica, pulling her cell-phone out of her bag. ‘We need to call Ash,’ she told him.
‘I need to call the bakery! I have to order the cake!’ said Tracey, lugging the phonebook out of the shed.
‘Ok, let’s see if I can’t convince Ash as easily as I did Misty,’ said Duplica clearing her throat.
‘That shouldn’t be a problem. Ash is way dumber than Misty. The hard part’s over,’ sighed Richie.
*********************************
In Ash’s Room:
*ring ring*
‘I’m coming, I’m coming. Hold your horseas!’ cried Ash as he went to pick up his phone.
‘Hello?’
‘Um, hi Ash…it’s Misty.’
‘Oh! Hey, what’s up? You lost or something?’
‘No! I…need to…um…tell you something.’
‘Ahh…I see. You lost Gary, didn’t you? It’s really not your fault. He gets lost all the time! He’ll find his way home eventually.’
‘Oh, ok. But, it’s not that…I need tot ell you something very important.’
‘What is it Mist?’
‘It’s about…us.’
‘“Us”?’
‘Yeah…just let me finish. Do you remember how I actually started following you on your journey?’
‘Of course! It’s hard to forget. I destroyed your bike…and you stalked me for it!’
‘Maybe that was my initial reason but, it didn’t take long for me to start…liking you.’
‘Aw, I like you too, Mist!’
‘What would you say if I told you that my initial liking for you grew, over time, into something more…?’
*silence*
‘I’d be thrilled!! Do you really feel that way?’
‘Yes! Yes I do!’
‘Where are you, anyways?’
‘I’m…er…at the market! Gary’s missing, I can’t find the cabbages and…it’s raining!’
‘The cabbage is usually sold under the fir tree at the back…’ Ash offered
‘Thanks, I’ll send Gary home with them as soon as I find him. Could you meet me at the lake, Ash?’
‘Sure! I’ll leave right now!!’
************************************
Market Once More:
‘Gary! There you are!! Where have you been?’
‘I went to get some berries. I needed to stock up!’
‘Well, you could have told me! Now, take these groceries home, will you?’
‘I’m touched that you were worried, Red,’ replied Gary sarcastically.
‘Don’t give me lip Oak. Just go!’
‘Why should I!?’
‘What are you, afraid of manual labor? I have…a date.’
‘With who?!’
‘None of your business…now scat!
‘Yes ma’am,’ he said. And away he marched (slightly bent under the weight of stinky cabbages and other repulsive veggies).
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A/N: As you can tell…I dislike cabbages…
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