Contest 1: Yamibuki Convention! Where did Satoshi go?

Satoshi-tachi entered a new town, once again. This time though, they were here for a Pokémon Contest.

"Eeee! I'm so excited. I'm gonna beat you Shuu-san!" Haruka shouted into the air. She punched her fist upward in excitement. She lifted up her monster balls. "Now, who should I use?" She looked back and forth at them.

"What category are you entering in, Onee-chan?" asked Masato. Masato, Haruka's younger brother, was also wondering which category she was going to enter.

"I think…umm…cute."

"Then enter in Zenigame. Zenigame should win the judges hearts," Masato assured.

Haruka lifted up Zenigame's monster ball. "Alright then, Zenigame will be entered in then."

Takeshi looked over to Satoshi. Satoshi seemed to be in deep thought. "Hey, Satoshi?" Satoshi just continued looking forward, mumbling about something under his breath. Takeshi shrugged. "So Haruka, Shuu's going to be at this convention?"

Haruka nodded. "Yep. So is Harley-san and Kanata-san." Haruka opened her ribbon case. I'm going to win this contest! thought Haruka. "So, are you guys coming?"

Masato threw his hands up into the air. "Of COURSE we are Onee-chan! We always do!" Takeshi smiled. "That's right. We're always there to encourage you."

Suddenly, Satoshi snapped out off deep thinking. "Actually, I'm sorry. I can't come today. I err…have to…errr…call my mom!" Satoshi grabbed Pikachu and ran off with it. Everyone exchanged looks at Satoshi's strange behavior.

"What's with him?" They all said.

"Pikachu," Satoshi sighed. "I want to enter a Pokémon Contest."

Pikachu tilted its head. "Pika?" Pikachu looked at Satoshi like he was crazy.

Satoshi looked at Pikachu. "I need you to help me. I'm going to enter the contest as Satou and I want you to be the Pokémon I enter." Satoshi looked up into the air, his eyes sparkling. "I've always given Haruka-san courage and I think it's time I try a Pokémon Contest."

Pikachu didn't quite understand. "Pi, pi, pika pi?"

Satoshi smiled at Pikachu. "I'm going to disguise myself as a girl. I know the perfect outfit too." He winked at Pikachu. Pikachu had a bad feeling about this.

They made their way into the Pokémon Center. They walked over to one of the video telephones. He dialed his home phone number and waited for his mother to pick up. "Moshimoshi? Hanako desu."

"Hi mom." Satoshi smiled and waved to the screen. Pikachu also waved.

"Satoshi!" His mother was so glad to see him. "How are you? Are you okay? Is something wrong?"

Satoshi shook is head. "Nope. I just wanted to ask you if you could send me my old backpack." Satoshi looked to the side, thinking where that dress from episode 26 was. "Also, could you grab that orange-yellow colored dress from my closet?"

His mother blinked. "D-dress? Since when did you have a dress in your closet?" She started to get lost in thought. "Be right back…" she mumbled as she walked off to fetch his stuff.

Now all I need is Rocket Gang to come by…thought Satoshi. He knew that had about 100 different disguises and chances are they would have a duplicate of that wig Pikachu destroyed back in episode 26.

Pikachu tugged at his sleeve. "Pika pi." Pikachu pointed to the screen.

"Huh?"

Satoshi looked back at the screen. "I'll get the stuff you want to you right away." Hanako smiled. She thought her son might have a good reason for all of this.

Satoshi smiled. "Yes, please. Could you have Ookido-hakase send it by bird Pokémon, please? It might get here fast," Satoshi assured. He needed it by this afternoon, so he could enter into the contest and compete.

"Okay, see you later! Remember to be careful. I love you. Bye." His mother hung up.

"Retsu go, Pikachu!" Satoshi jumped up. "Pika pi!"

They walked out of the Pokémon Center. "Which way now, Pikachu?"

Suddenly, out of no where, a mechanical hand popped out and grabbed Pikachu. "Rocket Gang!" said Satoshi, turned around.

"Oh, ho, ho, ho. Hey twerp, we have finally captured your Pikachu," Musashi smiled. Pikachu was now inside a little tiny box, trying to get out with thunder bolt.

Rocket Gang stepped back and Nyaasu pressed a button. Their air balloon popped out of no where.

"Soooooonaaaansssuuuu!"

"Manene!"

Satoshi got down on his hands and knees. "Please, give me back Pikachu."

"Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha! No way, you brat," Musashi said, suddenly "da baaing" Satoshi.

Satoshi got up, made a mad face and dived forward. He grabbed Musashi's leg. "Give me back my Pikachu!"

Musashi shook her leg. "Get off of me, you twerp!"

Satoshi got really mad. "I NEED YOUR GUYS' HELP!"

Nyaasu raised it's eyebrow. "Help? Why would ya need help?"

Satoshi calmed down, but was still hooked on Musashi's leg. "Um…I need a wig." Kojirou's eyes started to glitter. "Wig? Did you see wig?" He scooted closer to Satoshi.

Musashi lifted her eyebrow. "Wig? Why a wig?" Satoshi looked up into Musashi's eyes. "I need one badly. I need a duplicate of the one from episode twenty-six."

There was an awkward silence.

"Episode…twenty…six?"

Rocket Gang exchanged looks. "Um…I dressed up as a girl in that episode…remember? I teamed up with you guys?"

Kojirou sighed then it suddenly clicked in his head. "Oh yeah! I remember now! And we called you Sato-chan!"

Musashi and Nyaasu exchanged looks and shrugged. Kojirou went over to the air balloon and looked through a trunk of wigs. "Ah ha!" He grabbed the familiar wig out of the trunk. "Here ya go. Please, return it eventually."

"Thank you so much. I'll return it later." Satoshi smiled. "Now, I need a ribbon for Pikachu's ear…" Suddenly, Kojirou took out a pink colored ribbon and put it onto Pikachu's ear, then handed Pikachu back to Satoshi. Satoshi and Pikachu started to walk off. Kojirou waved to them. "Have fun with whatever you're doing!" Satoshi smiled and waved back to him. "I will. See you later, Rocket Gang!"

Nyaasu and Musashi looked at each other.

A Pijyon landed on Satoshi's head. "Whaa, get off, get off, get---HEY!" Satoshi grabbed the package from its mouth. "Thank you." He pet the Pijyon on its head and it flew off.

Now, my outfit is complete. It's time to go and enter, thought Satoshi, smirking.