This story is set
during the Johto League and defies characterization. This part is mostly comic, but more serious moments will come in
the later chapters. I will not rate each
chapter, but overall, the story is rated PG for slight language and violence.
Ketchum, you are disgusting!" Misty yelled, braining the poor boy with a quick
smack of her hand. "What is it with
boys and their obsession with spitting?
grief Misty, would you chill?" Ash said, groaning. He rubbed his sore head, allowing himself to grimace in
irritation. That smarted. "You always overreact. It's just a game."
don't care what you call it, it's still the most disgusting, despicable, vile,
crude, revolting, nasty..."
rolled his eyes. Misty was slightly
older than him and consequently had a bigger vocabulary, her supposed proof of
what she claimed was her superior intelligence. She had dozens of adjectives in her lexicon for Ash—none of them
complimentary. Right now she was naming
off her favorites.
offensive, uncultured, obscene, disgusting..."
said that already," he broke in.
it is!" Misty sputtered, turning an angry shade of red. "Why would I want to play a game of spit
with you? Just swallow it—yuck!"
almost kept himself from laughing, then realized—why not? Misty's face darkened even more at the first
snicker and was practically scarlet when he burst out with a full-fledged
NOT FUNNY!" She yelled.
it is." He was still chuckling.
Ketchum, you are the most obnoxious, insolent, arrogant, rude..."
decided he'd better quit while he was ahead.
"Misty, it's just a game," he said once more, and even as she opened her
mouth to reply, he cut her off in clarification. "A card game.
It's just called Spit. You don't
actually spit or anything," he said,
shaking his head in amusement.
angry red on Misty's face quickly turned to the bright pink of embarrassment.
of course, if you're suggesting that we have a contest to see who can spit the
farthest, I'd be more than happy to take you up on it..."
shut up!" Misty glared at him. "I take
back everything I said—because you're ten times worse than that! Any game named after drool can't be that
great anyway. And have you forgotten
we're supposed to be helping Professor Oak?"
is too fun. And have you forgotten that
our absent-minded professor went to town earlier and forgot to leave us any
be back soon," Misty grumbled. "We
should act responsibly—though I can see how that'd be hard for you—and try to
do something useful before he gets back."
didn't bite, because he didn't have to.
"Like what?" he challenged.
Misty searched her mind, having almost forgotten that, as the dissenter, she
now had to come up with her supporting argument. "Like cleaning the house."
looked around at the living room that Brock had cleaned less than an hour
ago. He simply raised his eyebrows.
he couldn't have cleaned the whole house!" she defended herself.
gave her an incredulous look. "We are talking about the same Brock here,
bad idea," she grudgingly admitted. "He
could have. But still, there's got to
be something else we can do!"
play a game of Spit?"
you stop with that stupid card game!" Misty yelled.
not stupid. You're the one acting dumb
about it," Ash said, finally miffed by her continued complaints. Misty resorted to a common yet failsafe
not! Take that back!"
too! You take it back!"
last stopped them both mid-shout, as it was spoken with the confidence and
authority that comes only with adulthood.
Startled, they both looked over to the doorway from where it originated.
going on here?" Professor Oak asked in a calmer voice.
ya so," was Misty's only reply, sticking her tongue out at Ash, who promptly
stuck his out back. The duel sigh at
this, as well as condescending laughter, was what made Ash and Misty realize
for the first time that the Professor wasn't alone.
fact that their gaze flicked right over Brock, who had echoed the Professor's
sigh, wasn't meant as an insult to their friend. Their attention was simply captured by their unexpected visitor
because he was so...well, unexpected.
who I managed to find in town."
Professor Oak said, smiling at the surprise he had brought them. He was the only one happy about it, though
to the others' credit, Ash was the only one who voiced his displeasure.
Ash groaned. "What are you doing here?"
visiting my grandfather?" Gary said, a 'duh' written all over his face. "Or do you mean why am I not training?"
is what Pokémon trainers do," Ash
that you would know, with your lazy attitude."
Gary smirked. "For your
information, I am training. I've
already had five battles in the past week.
But since my journey brought me to within a days' distance from Pallet
town, I decided to drop in to get some one-on-one training with a pokémon
me? Aww, shucks Gary, you're making me
blush." Ash grinned.
grandfather, you idiot! For that
matter, what are you doing here?
Besides slacking off."
of your business," Ash said haughtily.
doing the same thing as you are, visiting," Misty helpfully provided. "But you're right, he's been pretty
lazy. He hasn't done anything the last
two days." She received a dirty look
from Ash for her efforts, and was more than happy to return it.
have too," he growled.
see, you've eaten all day, slept, and buried yourself in pokémon comics and TV
shows...oh, excuse me, I was wrong.
You've been a very busy boy," she said playfully.
weren't comics! It was all research!"
three in the doorway shook their heads.
"They go in circles," Brock sighed, "just like our trips through the
looked over at Brock in apparent confusion.
"Tell me again why you choose to travel with this?" The three watched as the fight disintegrated
into a raspberry war.
the Professor and his grandson nodded in sympathy as Brock replied, rolling his
eyes. "Sometimes, I have forgotten."
fight ended when Brock declared that he knew how to break it up.
is ready!" he announced.
I'm hungry." Ash immediately walked
away from the fight and towards the kitchen.
always are," Misty said, but she followed him.
could have done that earlier," the Professor advised Brock.
but it's more entertaining this way," Brock said, then assumed his role as
undisputed master chef as he led the way to the kitchen. Spread out on the
table was a smorgasbord of delectables that he had laid out before being forced
to temporarily take a break and play referee.
The food was impressive, not for its gourmet difficulty—not that Brock
wasn't capable of it—but for its sheer quantity. The entire tabletop was covered with sandwich stuffs, vegetable
dips, cheese wedges, and the like.
Everyone burst into impromptu clapping, minus Brock, who smiled and
nodded his head, modestly accepting the praise.
don't know why you stick with them, but I can see why they stick with you!" Gary
what's that supposed to mean..." Ash began angrily. Brock decided it might be a good idea to 'accidentally' interrupt
lunch is served!"
let's dig in!" Ash exclaimed, only to get jerked back by the collar. He turned to see Misty wagging her finger at
you missing something?"
if on cue, the electric pokémon wandered into the kitchen, still rubbing the
sleep from his eyes. In spite of having
just woken from a nap, Pikachu was just like his trainer. He had a sixth sense
of when food was being served and never failed to appear at the beginning of a
meal. He hopped happily onto Ash's
shoulders and let out contented "pi" when Ash rubbed the base of his ears
a good nap?" Ash asked, patting his pokémon on the head.
toddled in right after, and Misty picked up the baby pokémon and hugged it to
herself. It gave an excited "Toki!"
then curled right up to go back to sleep again.
will wake up when we eat," Misty said, smiling and rocking it gently.
should let the other pokémon eat now, too," Ash said. He reached for his poké-belt.
"Alright everybody, come on ou—"
"Ash!" Brock and Misty reprimanded at once.
you have any sense?" Misty said.
was more direct with his objection.
"Don't you have Snorlax with you?
What do you think that's going to do to the Professor's house?"
"Oops. Sorry, Professor." Ash was appropriately embarrassed. Professor Oak just shook his head.
have a suggestion," he said. "Why don't
you just take everything outside and have a picnic lunch? The pokémon will have plenty of room on the
reserve, and it's a beautiful day outside."
idea!" Misty said, then looked at the
clock and furrowed her brow. "Professor
Oak, wasn't Tracey supposed to be back by now?"
usually runs about a little late getting back from his errands," the Professor
said. "Which is not because he isn't
conscientious...he just has a tendency to get distracted on his way back. You wouldn't believe some of the sketches
he's shown me from his trips..." he mused.
The kids exchanged a look, not able to figure out if the Professor was
talking to them or himself. "Anyway,
I'll just send him out when he gets back," he finished.
save some lunch for him," Misty said, and punched Ash lightly on the
shoulder. "Assuming Snorlax here
doesn't eat everything before he gets back."
keep Snorlax in his poké-ball," Ash protested.
was talking about you."
don't eat that much! Besides, I'm a
the 'boy,' part," Misty snickered.
"You're still a baby."
am not!" Ash said hotly.
taller than you."
"So? You're older than me!"
the more reason for you to listen to me!"
stared at them with a slightly puzzled expression on his face. Brock just ignored them and started packing
the picnic basket. "Want to give me a
hand here?" he asked Gary, who willingly obliged.
they ever get tired of that?"
Snorlax get tired of sleeping? Do
Jigglypuffs get tired of singing?" Brock asked rhetorically.
not five minutes ago..." Gary trailed
it been that long? Wow, they've set a
record," Brock said mildly. "Come on,
help me finish packing the baskets.
They'll stop when we go outside or they won't get any food."
drive a hard bargain," Gary said. "I'm
of the fittest, man, survival of the fittest."
both tempers and hungers were appeased when they went outside. Ash and Misty appeared to call a temporary
truce and Gary, wary of Brock's retribution, decided to at least act cordial to
Ash lest he be denied any food. They
walked towards the north end of the reserve, where there was a stream that the
water pokémon liked to play in. Misty
was anxious to see an aberrant Tentacruel the Professor told her about that,
instead of hanging around deeper waters like most of its kind, preferred to
play Peek-a-Boo with the other pokémon among the shallower end.
Professor had given his approval of their destination with one caution. "Stay away from the Houndour pen at the
Northwest corner of the property," he said firmly.
sir," three of the kids agreed.
have a houndour?" Ash said excitedly,
only to be smacked by Misty. "Ow! I mean, of course, Professor."
mean it, Ash, " the Professor said, his face holding an uncharacteristically
stern expression. "This houndour is
extremely wild. Park officials in the
Cobalt forest—the one above the Indigo Plateau—caught it and brought it to me
in hopes that I could channel its aggression.
It had been wounding pokémon up in the mountains, and they were afraid
that sooner or later it would attack a trainer. But it hasn't been responding well to my trainings. I'd just as soon you stay as far away from
it as possible."
promise, Professor," Ash said.
we all know how good Ash's word is," Misty mumbled, soft enough that only Ash
could hear it. He narrowed his eyes at
means?" he asked back, once again keep his volume low so that the others
couldn't tell they were having a conversation .
"B—i—k—e." She mouthed the letters.
keep my word! I'll pay you
back...eventually." He flushed, and
Misty started giggling. The others
looked at them curiously and Ash quickly tried to distract them before they
asked for an explanation. "So, are we
going or not?"
where should I tell Tracey you went?" Professor Oak asked.
flower beds," Gary said. "After all, we
need to make sure Snorlax is released in an area that it's okay to devastate."
TOUCH MY FLOWERS!" the Professor yelled.
hastily agreed to make a trek to the stream instead.
reached the stream, the blanket was unfurled, the food was unpacked, and then
there was only one problem left.
Seating arrangements. Anywhere
he put Ash, Brock realized, he was going to be catty corner to one of his
course, preventing a fight, no matter where Ash sat, would take a miracle...
Another referee! Brock
thought. Now that was a miracle in
Tracey! Long time no see!" Ash started waving exuberantly. Misty grinned at him and waved as well.
do you know, the slumber party's all here," Gary said, rolling his eyes.
parties are for girls," Ash said, wrinkling his nose at the thought.
who said that was inappropriate?" Gary smirked.
what's wrong with being a girl?!" Misty
shoved her way between them, narrowing her eyes angrily. Ash knew from experience a pounding wouldn't
be far behind. Evidently Gary could
sense this as well.
they both said hastily, backing away from her.
it time for lunch?" Tracey asked, laughing nervously.
is," Brock said. "But let's take care
of the pokémon first. Ash..." Four heads turned to him.
know, I know. Gary, do you know where I
can let Snorlax out so that he doesn't eat all our food before we do?"
course. The Snorlax groves," Gary said
matter-of-factly. "They're not very far
away, either. It'll take less than five
minutes to get there. Come on, I'll
show you where they are. Don't start
without us," he said flippantly to the others as they started walking off.
right. Like that would ever
happen." Ash snorted at the thought.
have hope, as long as you don't take too long.
Don't forget, we've still got to take care of the pokémon," Brock
said. "Here, let us borrow them while
you're walking, and we'll go ahead and feed them."
did, though Ash kept Snorlax for the obvious reason, and Pikachu stayed on
Ash's shoulder. He'd eat when his
had barely made it three steps away when they noticed they weren't alone. Misty was right at their heels, juggling the
still sleeping Togepi in her arms.
are you doing?" Ash asked.
got to keep you two from fighting," she said, and Brock and Tracey exchanged
looks of amazement at this role reversal.
Misty ignored them. She wasn't
sure why she felt compelled to come, but there was no reason why she
shouldn't. "Besides, the Snorlax groves
about the Tentacruel?"
can always see it after lunch."
and Gary shrugged their shoulders and the three set off towards a nearby hill.
"Why are you bringing that egg?" Gary asked.
it will cry if it wakes up and Misty's not there," Ash said. He shuddered. "And believe me, you don't want that to happen."
reached the top of the hill, and just as Gary had said, they could see the
Snorlax groves laid out beyond it.
Trees with various fruits (all the kinds that Snorlax were partial to,
Ash noted) decorated the landscape.
Here and there flowers dotted
the trees instead of fruit. The
casual observer might think the fruit simply hadn't bloomed yet, and while Ash
knew this was true, he also knew that with this particular tree, the snorlax
actually preferred the blossoms to the fruit.
Strangely enough, his Snorlax, who ate like nobody's business with
almost everything else, was picky when it came to these flowers and would only
eat them if they were for dessert.
go!" Ash released his pokémon as soon as he saw the trees. Snorlax looked up, rubbed his eyes groggily,
and then blinked at what he saw in front of him. The three kids laughed at the fast trot the normally lazy pokémon
quickly assumed, then they set out after him at a more leisurely pace.
is really great," Ash admired. "I
didn't know this was here. Snorlax is
going to love it. Then again, I bet
Professor Oak has brought him here before, when I had to transport him to the
Professor's lab while I was on my journeys."
think your Snorlax is the main reason Grandpa maintains the upkeep on it," Gary
said. "Sometimes various pokémon
reserves and zoos send him a few for treatment or research, but yours is the
only regular visitor. Your Snorlax is
really cool, Ash," Gary complimented suddenly.
he said. He scratched his head. "I just try to keep him happy. You know how Snorlax are. Of course, the Professor has him almost as
much as I do. A pokémon trainer is only
as good as the people behind him...or her," Ash added at Misty's glance. She smiled but was busy setting Togepi down,
as it was beginning to wake up and was wiggling in her arms.
my grandfather is the best," Gary added proudly.
say," Ash said. "I don't know where
we'd be with out him."
snickered. "Well, I think it's safe to
say that at least I would be nonexistent."
"Gary! I don't even want to think about that! " But Ash
had to laugh. Even if his face did turn
Misty said, mock seriously. "You two
are agreeing over something?"
Ash asked. "We've talked before without
then Gary's typical smirk returned.
"This is the first time I remember," he said.
have too," Ash said.
is unbelievable!" Misty yelled. "You're
fighting about fighting?"
looked surprised at the interjection.
"But Misty, you and I do it all the time."
we don't," Misty said in exasperation.
"ARGH!" Misty's face was a mottled shade of
red. "Ash Ketchum, you are the most
insolent, ridiculous, moronic, pig-headed...boy,"
she spat out, giving him a glare that said that even bug pokémon weren't as low
as him, "that I have ever known!"
PIKA PI!" Pikachu dove between the two frantically.
he is!" Misty sputtered.
not what he's saying," Ash said, turning serious. "He's worried about something.
Come again, buddy?"
took a deep breath. "Pika pika
pi!" The others looked to Ash for
said...where's Togepi." Ash nodded in
satisfaction, proud of having such strong bond with his pokémon.
Misty squealed, and Ash bolted upright, his words finally sinking into his own
a minute, where's Togepi?" he shouted.
grabbed Ash by the collar of his shirt and shook him. "If Togepi is lost it's your
fault!" she yelled.
fault!" he yelped. "How can it be my
don't know! It just is—it always is!"
tried to protest but Gary cut him off.
Shaking his head, the older boy suggested, "Why don't we just look for
for it. Good idea," Misty said,
temporarily dismissing her grudge.
"Let's split up. I'll go south,
Gary goes west, and Ash and Pikachu go north.
I don't think it would have gone east, that's where we just came
from. I would hope we would have seen it then.
Then again, you'd think we wouldn't let Togepi get lost in the first
place," she said in distress.
worry, Misty," Ash said, his voice surprisingly compassionate. "We'll find it. Come on, Pikachu. Let's
go looking. TOGEPI!" he called for it. "Togepi, where are you?"
He set off farther into the
trees, and could hear Gary and Misty echoing his cries. He furrowed his brow. The trees were spaced a fair distance apart. Despite his inner compass, it would be hard
to get lost, because everywhere he went, he could see one edge of the
grove. How far could Togepi get in this
forest? It was like he had just
screamed as something humongous stepped out in front of him, blocking his
path. He ran headlong into it and
quickly scurried back, then rolled his eyes.
"Snorlax, it's just you. Sheesh,
how did you manage to sneak up on me like that? Something as big as you shouldn't be able to hide behind a tree!"
just looked at him with squinted eyes.
never mind, I've got to keep looking for Togepi...hey, wait! Have you seen Togepi?" Ash only received
another blank look. "You know, the
little egg pokémon?" Still no
response. "You know, the annoying
little thing that goes like this?" He
cleared his throat. "Prrrrrriiiiii!"
pika..." Pikachu fell off Ash's shoulder, laughing at his trainer's pathetic
shut up," Ash said crossly. Then his
eyes widened, and he said triumphantly, "See, it worked."
"Snore?" Snorlax's ears stuck straight up and he
placed his feet in the fifth position, straight out to either side. He stuck his arms up in the air and waved
them back and forth in unison in a metronome pantomime. "Snore?"
Togepi! Where is it?" Ash said
face broke into a wide grin, and lifted his arm as if to point Ash in the right
direction—and then pointed directly to his mouth.
"No! Snorlax, you didn't!" Ash asked,
"Snore!" Snorlax nodded in satisfaction as he rubbed
his tummy, a dreamy expression on his face.
Ash fell over.
my God, you couldn't have! Do you know
what you've done?" Ash gripped his
hands to his head in dismay.
Snorlax gave him a diffident look. Ash
leaned against his pokémon's great tub of a stomach and buried his face in
am I going to tell Misty?" he moaned.
"She's gonna kill me! She's gonna freakin' kill me!"
patted his trainer's head sympathetically, still happily oblivious to the
stress he was causing, and Ash moaned again.
but no thanks," he muttered. "Oh
Togepi...even you didn't deserve that death..."
ears perked, but Ash paid no attention to the sound. "I know, I know..." he said.
"I made fun of you, I said you had no powers, but I was just playing
around. You know, me and Misty do it
all the time. Since you were her
pokémon, I must have thought you were just an extension of her..."
I didn't mean it, really. I should have
Pikachu tried to tug on Ash's leg but Ash brushed him off absentmindly.
know how Snorlax is when he gets in these moods. I swear, he tried to eat me
once. Granted, I was dressed up like a
giant apple...but you didn't choose your own appearance. You were just a baby..."
should have...what, Pikachu?!"
pointed. Ash followed his pokémon's
gaze through the trees, out past the edge of the grove, and out into the middle
of a giant field. And there, waving
exuberantly, was a clueless, perky, and very much alive, Togepi.
Ash was so relieved he forgot to be annoyed that it had run away. "How'd you get all the way over there? Never mind, let's just get you safely back
before Misty stresses out even more.
HEY GUYS!" Ash yelled as loud as
he could, the effort causing a slight tickle in his throat which he
ignored. "I FOUND HIM! Go see if you can find them." The last was directed to Pikachu in a
normal, if not slightly hoarse, voice.
"I'll go get that little booger."
broke out into a run. "Stay there,
Togepi, I'm coming to get you...oomph, why's this fence here?" Narrowly avoiding plowing into it, Ash
changed his momentum so that it carried him over the fence instead of headfirst
"Priiiiii!" The egg pokémon waved its hands around with
laughter, as if it were all a game.
grief..." Ash mumbled. "You just don't
get it, do you?" He glanced
around. He couldn't see the corner of
the fence in either direction—in fact the fence cut through a forest,
sectioning it off into two different areas. He wondered if this was even part
of the Professor's property. Togepi had
never had any inhibitions about trespassing.
made his way out to Togepi and picked it up.
By this point he could see Pikachu leading Gary and Misty up to the
fence. Misty clapped her hands and
started to climb over the fence to reclaim her prodigal egg, but Gary yanked
her back. He was either incredibly
stupid or brave to risk doing that, but he looked as though he wasn't even
listening to her shouts as he gazed out across the field in concern.
what the hell do you think you're doing?" he yelled, and Misty stopped
shouting, staring at him in astonishment.
Ash narrowed his eyes. He
figured Gary would try to boss him around at some point.
do you think? I'm saving this dumb
pokémon!" was Ash's irked reply.
out of there this minute!" Gary yelled.
"You're in the houndour pen!"
was not good. Ash realized that Gary
wasn't being harsh so much as he was worried.
After a quick look at his surroundings, where he noticed nervously that
he and Togepi were the only ones who appeared
to be out in the open, he broke out running towards the fence as fast as he
why didn't you just say so?" he shouted.
tried!" Gary yelled in exasperation, but Ash was busy placing one foot in front
of the other as fast as humanly possibly.
He covered half the distance to the fence easily and felt his anxiety
ease a bit. He might as well have been
racing the wind—he could see nothing around him at all. For all anyone knew the houndour was at the
opposite end of the pen. In a few
moments he would be standing with the others and they would all be laughing
only life were that easy.
heard Misty scream and picked up his already furious pace without even looking
to see why. When climbing tall
buildings, don't look down; when racing houndour, don't look back. He could never hope to outrun a houndour
with speed or agility, but luck was on his side—he was so close to the fence,
maybe he was close enough to beat it there...
voice was Gary's, trying to call the pokémon back, and this did cause Ash to
look up. Pikachu had ducked underneath
the fence and now running in a diagonal towards the woods. A frightfully large houndour, rushing
horizontally towards Ash, was its target.
no! Don't get hurt!" Ash yelled. Pikachu ignored him. "Pikachu!...Okay, at least protect
yourself! Thundershock, now!"
quickly powered up his attack and let loose with a bolt of electricity headed
directly towards the other pokémon. The
houndour ducked around it easily. But
Ash was almost at the fence. He could
jump over it...
what? The houndour could too.
at this, Ash missteped and went sprawling upon the ground. His ankle throbbed as he twisted it and his
eyes went wide, but it was from fear instead of pain. His heart was in his throat.
The game was over.
heard Misty screaming again but his mind had already blocked everything else
out in preparation for the inevitable.
He curled up over Togepi to protect it, closed his eyes, and with an
impossible sense of dread—just waited.
Coming in Chapter Two: Oh, wretched
cliffhanger...does Ash get hurt? Will
there be any AAML hints? And where the
heck did the stupid title come from?
Pokémon Did-You-Know: Unlike in America, in Japan people do not point to themselves by
pointing at their chest. Rather, they
point to their nose. This can be seen
in the second movie, both when Ash is at the shrine and learns he is the Chosen
One, and at the end, when Lugia motions for Ash to get on his back. (Both times are a "Who, me?" gesture.)
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