White Wedding
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon.
The Training Partner and the Hug
It was a beautiful day in Pallet, a small town located in the Kanto region. The Pidgey were chirping merrily. The Butterfree were flitting about the meadows, happily participating in courtship rituals. The Rattata and Raticate were busy eating the beautiful flowers that the women of Pallet had spent long hours planting. The...
"Did not!"
"Did so!"
"Did not!"
"Did so!"
"Did not!"
"Did so!"
"Ash Ketchum, I swear, if you went through my belongings and...and...scattered my...um, unmentionables all over the place I am going to pound you to a pulp!" a redheaded young woman yelled.
"Misty, I swear I didn't do it!" A young man with jet black hair slowly backed away from his adversary, the redhead, cowering slightly.
"Did so!"
"Did not!"
"Did so!"
"Did not!"
"Guys will you be quiet! I'm trying to put Happiny to sleep." A tanned, toned young man scolded his younger companions, turning towards his pink little fluff ball of a Pokemon and sighing.
"Sorry, Brock," the redhead replied, "but Ash went through my belongings and threw my, um, you know all over the room. Look at the mess he's made of my stuff, and that stuff on top of it all."
"Misty, I told you I didn't do it!" The black haired young man was practically yelling now, his voice almost matching in intensity and pitch that of his redheaded companion...almost.
"Did so!"
"Did not!"
"Did so!"
"Did not!"
Thus was the scene at the Ketchum residence in Pallet town. Ash Ketchum, black haired young man and future Pokemon Master, stood in a corner of his messy, Pokemon themed bedroom, shaking slightly. Misty, fiery redhead and water Pokemon trainer, glowered at Ash, looking quite menacing. Brock, the older, tanned, toned boy and aspiring Pokemon breeder, shook his head in exasperation, trying desperately to put his baby Happiny to sleep.
"Well, Ash, if you didn't scatter my underwear all over the place, who did?" Misty questioned.
"I don't know, Misty; maybe you should ask Brock if he did it," Ash replied hotly.
"Why would Brock throw my, um, you know all over the room?"
"Hey, leave me out of this," Brock began, but Ash was already cutting him off.
"Misty, why would I throw your underwear all over the place?"
"Because you're..." This time it was Misty who was cut off by Ash.
"Because I'm what, Misty? Well, what am I?"
"Because you're..." Damn. Misty had run out of insults, having already used all of her favorites earlier in the argument, which had been going on for quite some time now.
Before Misty could think of an appropriately biting and nasty name to call Ash, a round blue Pokemon with a blue ball at the end of its tail came waddling into the room. A lacy pink bra sat atop its head and a pair of underpants covered in Horseys hung off the ball at the end of its tail.
"Azurill, what are you doing with my stuff!" Misty shrieked, growing increasingly red as she realized that even more of her unmentionables were now in plain view of her two male companions.
"Pika!" A small, yellow mouse Pokemon suddenly appeared from behind the blue one.
"Pikachu! What is it, buddy?" Ash questioned.
"Pikachu! Pika!" the yellow Pokemon exclaimed, pointing at the blue Pokemon.
"Pikachu, are you trying to say that Azurill scattered Misty's underwear all over the place?" Ash asked his friend.
"Pikachu." The electric Pokemon nodded.
"What?! That's ridiculous! Why would Azurill do such a thing?" Misty was positively furious now. "Look at you, Ash, trying to place the blame on an innocent baby Pokemon! You should be ashamed of yourself!"
"Pikachu wouldn't lie, Misty!" Ash was becoming increasingly angry now, too. "You saw it nod when I asked it if Azurill threw your stuff around. Why don't you ask Azurill if it did the deed?"
"What?! No...no...I can't do that!" Damn again. Misty was well aware that Azurill was just a baby and, as such, did not know better than to go in her bag and to throw her most private belongings around the room. What was she going to do now?
"Why not, Misty? Are you afraid to hear the truth?" Ash taunted.
"N-n-no. I just don't see why Azurill would possibly do such a thing," Misty hastily replied.
On the verge of becoming furious, Ash decided to take things into his own hands. "Azurill, did you take Misty's things and throw them all over the place?" Ash bent down close to the tiny blue Pokemon.
"Azurill!" The baby Pokemon simply yelled gleefully and hopped up and down on its tail.
"That looks like an affirmative to me," Ash stated.
"What?! You have no idea what Azurill just said! It's not like it nodded its head or something," Misty retorted.
"That's because it doesn't have a head!" Ash returned. "It's just one big round ball!"
"How dare you talk about my Azurill like that?!" Misty cried.
"Well it's true," Ash replied, sniggering (although he stopped after receiving the Glare of Death from Misty). "I think you just don't want to face the fact that you not only wrongly accused me, but you also haven't trained your Pokemon very well. What kind of Pokemon goes in its master's bag and throws its master's underwear all over the place?"
"My Azurill is perfectly well trained, Ash," Misty shot back, fuming.
"Then are you calling Pikachu a liar, Misty?"
"W-w-what? N-n-no!" Damn yet again. There was no way Misty could call Pikachu a liar (not only because she knew it wasn't, but also because she didn't want to lose the electric mouse's friendship), but she couldn't admit to being wrong either...not in front of Ash, anyway.
"Well, what do you say, Misty?"
"Umm..."
Luckily for Misty, the gang of three (yes, Brock was still there—he just knew to keep quiet during these fights) heard the door downstairs open as two voices filled the house.
"It's Mom and Dawn! They must have come back from shopping for the wedding cake!" Ash exclaimed, rushing out of the room.
Misty let out a sigh of relief. That was too close.
"You got off easily this time, Misty," Brock began wisely, "but I'd think twice about making accusations from now on if I were you."
A small "hehe" was all Misty could manage.
It was a summer of love in Pallet town. Mrs. Delia Ketchum, homemaker, gardener, and trainer of a Pokemon named Mimey (as well as mother to Ash Ketchum), was to marry Professor Samuel Oak, Pokemon researcher extraordinaire. The whole town of Pallet, population approximately one thousand, was psyched for the wedding, as the Pokemon professor was the closest thing they had to a celebrity and Mrs. Ketchum's son, Ash, had become quite well-known because of all of his accomplishments as a Pokemon trainer. Not every town of one thousand could boast of a Battle Frontier Champion, especially one still a teenager.
Things were quite busy at the Ketchum residence as preparations for the wedding were underway. Today Mrs. Ketchum and Dawn, a Pokemon coordinator who traveled with Ash and Brock in the faraway region of Sinnoh, had just returned home after picking out the wedding cake.
"Wow! It's beautiful!" Misty exclaimed, looking at the picture of the cake Mrs. Ketchum and Dawn had picked out.
"Thank you, Misty," Mrs. Ketchum replied.
"I can't wait to eat that thing," Ash squealed.
"Ash, the purpose of the cake isn't to act as food; it's to add beauty and splendor to the wedding," Dawn chastised.
"Dawn's right, Ash," Misty began. "Don't you know anything?"
"Of course I do! I know plenty!" Ash returned.
"Do not!"
"Do so!"
"Do not!"
"Do so!"
Dawn and Mrs. Ketchum both sweat dropped as Brock sighed, more than accustomed to this kind of argument.
"Haven't you two done enough of that today?" Brock stated.
"Sorry," the two teens replied.
"I'm bored," Ash whined, having already grown tired of looking at the picture of the cake.
"You're always whining, Ash. I wish you would stop," Misty scolded.
"Am not!"
"Are so!"
"Am not!"
"Are so!"
"SHUT UP!" Brock had had it. There was no way he would take anymore of this incessant arguing. It was practically all Ash and Misty had done since Misty had arrived from her gym in Cerulean City at the Ketchum residence for the wedding a few days after Ash, Brock, and Dawn had traveled there from Sinnoh.
Misty and Ash both turned away from each other, each one adding a "humph" as he or she quieted down.
"Thank you," Brock stated.
"Ash, sweetie, why don't you spend some time training. I know you're taking a break from your training in Sinnoh to be here for the wedding, but you've barely done anything since you arrived," Mrs. Ketchum told her son.
"Yeah, Ash, your skills are probably already getting rusty." Misty winked at Ash, intending for her comment to be in friendly jest.
"Are not!" Ash had clearly taken Misty's statement the wrong way.
There was no way Misty could back down from a fight, even if she hadn't intended to start one. "Are--"
"Don't even think about it!" Brock shot an evil look at Misty, who decided it was probably in her best interest not to finish her statement.
"I want to work on training my Buizel," Ash began, "and I want my opponent to be a water Pokemon."
Smiling, Misty began to reach for her bag. Who would she choose? It had been so long since she had battled with Ash, and she was determined to win. Giddy with excitement, she pulled out Gyarados's Pokeball. There was no way that little Buizel could win, no matter how determined and arrogant it was.
"No, I don't want to battle you," Ash began angrily. "I want to battle Dawn's Piplup. Don't you know that Dawn's my training partner?"
"Oh. OK," Misty stated, trying her hardest not to sound hurt, not to sound as though she cared (which she did, quite a bit, but there was no way she was giving Ash the satisfaction of knowing that). Since when did Ash have a training partner? Since when was it Dawn?
Brock refereed the match as Misty sat on the sidelines playing with Azurill, scowling all the while. She was too angry and upset to even squeal over the adorable Piplup, which she adored.
"Buizel, use Quick Attack!"
Before Dawn could even react, Buizel had tackled Piplup. The little penguin Pokemon was far from beaten, though.
"Piplup, use Whirlpool!" Dawn instructed.
The small Pokemon used its little wings to direct a large whirlpool towards Buizel.
"Buizel, counter it with Sonic Boom!" Ash yelled.
The two attacks met in midair, causing an explosion. As the dust settled, it was difficult to tell who the victor was. Both Pokemon looked as though they had been knocked out from the blast.
"I declare this match a draw," Brock stated solemnly.
"Buizel, you did great." Ash hugged his Pokemon in appreciation for its hard work.
Misty found her self smiling at the sight. She had always loved the way Ash cared for her Pokemon. In fact, that was what first caused her to...wait! She was supposed to be angry with Ash! Why was it that she could always forget her anger so quickly? Humph.
The four young Pokemon trainers sat around the house watching reruns of the past year's Kanto Pokemon League Championships. While Ash and Brock sat slumped on the couch, splitting a bag of potato chips, Misty ran a brush through Dawn's luxurious hair. She had refused to speak to Ash after he had decided to train with Dawn instead of her. Try as she might she could not be angry with Dawn, whom she had quickly befriended upon meeting her a few days ago. Because of this twice as much anger was directed towards Ash.
"Dawn, your hair is so long and smooth and soft. How do you get it this way? What's your secret?" Misty questioned.
"Well, Misty, I just have Piplup use Bubblebeam on my hair every morning. It works wonders!" Dawn replied.
All Misty could do was sweat drop as Ash and Brock laughed, having already known Dawn's "secret."
"I wish I could have hair like yours," Misty sighed.
"Yeah, like that'll ever happen, Misty." Ash laughed at his statement.
"What was that?!" Misty glared at Ash.
"Um, nothing, hehe." Ash knew better than to keep going, but he thought of something that made him regain some of his confidence.
"Misty, I thought you weren't talking to me," Ash stated. "What happened?"
"Huh? Oh, yeah, um, I'm not talking to you," Misty replied hastily.
"Well, technically you are," Ash retorted. When Misty shot Ash a look that could kill, he knew better than to keep pressing the issue.
Suddenly the doorbell rang.
Springing to his feet, Ash shouted, "that must be May and Max! They're finally here! Now we have everyone!"
Ash ran to the door, opening it to find a short boy with dark hair and glasses standing before him.
"Hey, Max!" Ash stated happily.
"Hey, Ash! Long time no see."
As Max entered the house, a brunette with striking blue eyes who stood at about the same height as Ash followed.
"May!" Ash ran towards the Pokemon Coordinator and quickly embraced her.
Brock, Dawn, and Max smiled at the exchange, but Misty could only gawk, her mouth open slightly. What had just happened? First Ash has a "training partner," and now this?
Author's Note: The semester from hell is finally over, and I can write again! This fic will be mostly pokeshipping (no, it's not going to be advanceshipping, so don't worry), but there will be other ships in here as well (including, of course, eldershipping). Which ships? You'll just have to wait and see!
I know this chapter is a little short, but the others should be longer. This is just to introduce the story and give some background. I'll have more details (including Misty's reaction to the "training partner" and the hug in depth, which I know you're just dying to read ;) ) in the next chapter.
I do have one quick question: how do I edit stories that I've already posted. I've found a couple of mistakes in two of the stories I've already posted, and I would really like to know how to fix them (since I hate it when things aren't perfect). Any help would be greatly appreciated.
I hope everyone's in character. I think I've got the Kanto trio down pat, but I haven't seen too too much of AG and DP, so I'm not sure about the others. (By the way, in the episode "Steamboat Willies" I believe that Dawn really does say that she has Piplup use Bubblebeam on her hair.)
Please enjoy the story. Remember, if you read, please review. No one reviewed my last story, which made me sad because I worked really hard on it. It's more important to me that you review this one since it's a work in progress, but if you get a chance I'd love it if you reviewed the old one, too.
Thanks. :)