Now we got a title too! Enjoy it, people! It is, by the way, a
song title belonging Spice Girls, the love of my pre-teens. The
song itself doesn't have anything to do with this story, but I
couldn't come up with anything else to name it, and... well, it
IS a bit weird... but that is what hours of listening to
Disney's greatest hits and Ginger, Posh, Scary,
Sporty and Baby (I was in a nostalgic mood, okay?!) instead of
doing homework in Norwegian/other suitable native language does
to your brain...
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Ash was busy wondering what was for dinner when he felt somebody
lightly yank his arm, and turned to his left to face Gary. He was
quite surprised when Gary interrupted his mental preparing for
listening to his latest deeds with placing a hand over his lips
and hold him back as the others walked on without noticing it.
When they were out of hearing range he removed the hand from
Ash's mouth.
I need to talk to you. He said mutely and looked once
more at the back of their friends in front of them.
About what? this didn't seem like the bragging he had
waited for ever since they ran into Gary... well, had waited for
and then forgotten for more interesting things. This seemed like
a good time to tell about his latest deeds before Gary did, but
before he got to start his rival spoke again.
My grandfather... and your mother.
Ash looked blankly at him.
She loves me!
She's a lesbian.
You're just jealous. Brock snorted, somehow
forgetting the fact that Tracey currently was the one holding
hands with a girl.
Brock, I'm sure even Ash noticed the two of them had to
have something going on. he replied. May watched
interested.
Who had something going on?
Officer Jenny and Nurse Joy. Misty sighed.
But...
Unless you noticed, they Jenny had her arm around Joy in a
rather unnecessary way when they told us about the Pokèmon
Center...
AND Police Station. Brock pointed out, And that
doesn't have anything to say. She loves me!
Brock...
Misty! You are a girl yourself! Tell him that you girls do
stuff like that! I've seen you...
Yes, girls do it. To their GIRLFRIENDS!
Brock stopped and stared at her, and then he sped up, walking
past the other ones.
Well, if you don't like the fact that girls finally are
realizing that I am the dream man you can as well... the
rest lapsed into annoyed mumbling, and Tracey looked a bit
worried.
Maybe we should just let him think she actually... he
started.
Oh, he'll get over it. Misty looked over her shoulder
to discover that Ash and Gary had started the obligatory fight
fifty meters behind them.
So anyway... her voice drifted off as she realized
that her friend had used the opportunity to wrap his arm around
May's shoulders, and her face set into a nasty scowl as she
glared at the older girl.
They do WHAT?! Ash's brain was at the moment occupied
with trying to sort out what Gary just had told him and didn't
notice that his voice grew two octaves at the end of the 'what'.
Gary silently nodded, and Ash stared at him, eyes wide open and
mouth opening and closing like a Magikarp, But she's....
and he's... it's like... but...
I know that!
*Flashback*
He is... doing things with Mrs. Ketchum? he asked
weakly, looking pleadingly at Tracey.
Yes, he is. I honestly thought you'd notice after last
night.
I thought they were...
Were what? Trying to move the couch with their teeth?
*End flashback*
Tracey told me.
But...
The thought of his mother doing things with Professor Oak was way
too much for Ash's mind to consume at the moment, and he tried to
focus on the fact that Tracey had told something like that to
Gary before to himself... but... he groaned.
You...
I am sure, Ash. I've been keeping and eye on things for the
last week here... he paused and looked at Ash, And I
am sure. They are doing it.
Ash tried to imagine his mother... married... married to
Professor Oak... married to Professor Oak, living in his house,
making him dinner, maybe getting a baby, and then he'd have a
little brother... but Ash was about to turn fourteen and that was
way too old for getting any little brother, and Professor Oak had
children... grown-up children... and then Gary would be
the uncle of Ash's little brother... no, Ash's little brother
would be Gary's uncle...
We have to stop this. He said, almost scared over how
calm his voice sounded. Gary nodded.
That was what I wanted. I don't... he bit his tongue
for almost saying that he didn't want to do it alone,
Tracey didn't really want to help me, he said that was a
matter of theirs, not him, and May won't believe me when I say
it...
...and I really don't think Misty or Brock are going to
like this either...
Elsewhere, James was busy wiping makeup away from his face.
Officer Jenny was not his favorite part to play.
Especially not when it involved getting under the skin of
the eyeless twerp, make the rest of them trust you and then swipe
Pikachu. James tended to like it better with those
primitive yet often successive plans involving nets, pit-traps,
rubber ball bazookas and electric proofed glass jars... not
getting close to desperate, hormonal teenager boys.
The worst part was his hair. The overuse of hairspray and other
styling products were usually left for his partner to do, but
when being the police woman, it was necessary to have the
familiar spiky hairdo... he just didn't understand how Jesse
survived having the hair she had.
When he at last emerged from the bathroom he found her laying on
the sofa, her head rested comfortably on one of her hands as the
other one clicked the remote.
James, she said when she saw him, This will be
our chance to power, money and eternal happiness.
When he didn't reply she kicked his leg and sat up beside him,
And you don't need to sulk. He absolutely LOVED you!
she gleefully told him, but the only reply she got was:
If that had been certain others I wouldn't have minded at
all...
What?
James glared at her.
It is unfair! I don't want to seduce the horny guy!
That isn't seduction! It's just...
It's seduction! he snapped back and sunk lower in his
seat.
Well so if it is? It'll gain us Pikachu!
Then why can't YOU do it?
You make a better woman.
You really think so? James quickly remembered what he
was supposed to be complaining and stopped the smile from growing
too wide, And it's still unfair and I don't want
to...
James...
Hmm?
You DO want Pikachu, don't you? his partner asked him
sweetly, and he nodded eagerly.
THEN FOLLOW THE PLAN!
He cringed and looked meekly up at her.
But...
She glared, and he snatched the remote from her and turned over
the channel, with the only result to be pushed to the floor as
she jumped on him.
After five minutes of rolling around on the floor and the only
result of messing their hair up James glanced up to discover that
the item of rivalry was in the possession of their third
teammate, who was seated on the top of a bookshelf with the
remote between his legs, happily watching Bonanza.
Jesse sat up as well, and walked over and delivered a swift kick
to the furniture, sending both Meowth, the remote and a mini bust
of Giovanni crashing to the floor.
Delia giggled and handed Professor Oak his plate over the table,
and then gave everybody else a motherly smile as she served them
too.
Now, I hope you'll all enjoy it... It was Samuel here that
made it, so I am sure it is delicious. She said and winked.
Oh Delia... Professor Oak said with modesty,
You gave me all my instructions.
And then they ate.
And Misty, Brock, Tracey, May and Pikachu ate as well.
And Ash and Gary merely stuck their forks into their food and
exchanged a desperate look.
Ash's mother had never referred to Professor Oak as Samuel
before... heck, Ash didn't even know he had a first name...
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I don't think I should do plots.... I think I'm better with
pointless stories. Anyway, does anybody out there know any girls
that have their arms around each other and still are only
friends? Because I sure do not.