Dratini Avatar is credited to silverkiwi78 from deviant art.

Mew and Lucario avatar is credited to yuski from deviantart.

I left them a note on dA and both of them gave me permission. Thanks, both of you! Y'all's art is awesome!

Origin of name: Gaige is a character from the game "Borderlands 2" and Peppy Sweetheart is a class mod that she can get. (It's all on borderlandswikia if you don't know)

Yes. You know it's me. Catch me in the club and I'll steal yo drink and yo girlfriend.

Uchiha Sasuke as soon as he enters the club in Beverly Hills.

Favorite games: Borderlands 2, Saints Row, Resident Evil Series, Mario games, Golfing games, wrestling games, Dino Crisis, Parasite eve, Dynasty Warriors series.

Favorite TV Shows: Shark Week programs, anything about animals on Discovery Channel, National Geographic. Ben 10, Pokemon (original series), Spongebob, Fairly Odd Parents, Chopped (on Food Network) Free! Iwatobi swim club, Naruto, Yu-Gi-Oh. lol

Magic missile!!

Shoutout to The short bus!! She's so kinky! Both she and I love Sasuke's chicken-ass hair! You dush! :D o_o

Playas gonna play with yo money

/(o) (o)\ I'm Patrick Star!

Least favorite color: Red, black, and grey. I don't care for orange or yellow.

Birthstone: Diamond.

Favorite Season: Autumn and Winter; anything but spring and summer cus it is so unbearably hot and humid where I live. v_v I'm a Southerner near the Mighty Mississippi,.

Favorite Pokemon: Alakazam, Dragonite, Vileplume, Mew, Gengar, Venusaur, Victreebel, Mewtwo, Lucario, Machamp, Slowbro.

Favorite Pokemon type: Psychic, dragon, grass, water.

Least Favorite Pokemon type: Normal, electric, fairy (shudders).

Favorite countries (no specific order): China, Canada, United Kingdom, Iceland, Russia, Australia, U.S.A, Taiwan, Greece, Italy, Argentina, Chile.

Favorite food: Pizza, ravioli, wonton soup, salmon hibachi, pot roast, shrimp, lobster, crab, eel (any seafood, really), spinach, brocoli, mushrooms.

Least favorite food: Onions (the bane of my existance), tomatoes (right after onions), corn, peppers, mayonnaise. I wish onions would go into extinction. (:

Thanks for reading my profile!!!! *slaps anyone who hates my crack fictions with a rubber fish*

cracks knuckles* lol

I will update as soon as I can!! Thanks!!

KNUCKLES!

Author's note: I am doing the best that I can, as I go through periods that I do not write. I hope you understand! Thanks to anyone who reads my stories! You have my deep appreciation!

GPS

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I found this touching story off someone's profile and it really pulled my heart strings.

I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a Cashier hand this little boy some money back. The boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old. The Cashier said, 'I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll.' Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?'' The old lady replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.'' Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look a round. She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to. 'It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas. She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her.' I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry. But he replied to me sadly. 'No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.' His eyes were so sad while saying this. 'My Sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.'' My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said: 'I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.' Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me 'I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me.' 'I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.' Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly. I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. 'Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?'' 'OK' he said, 'I hope I do have enough.' I added some of my money to his with out him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money. The little boy said: 'Thank you God for giving me enough money!' Then he looked at me and added, 'I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give It to my sister. He heard me!'' 'I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.'' 'My mommy loves white roses.' A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket. I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind. Then I remembered a local news paper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl. The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy? Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the news paper that the young woman had passed away. I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial. She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest. I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed for ever. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.

PLEASE let this story serve as a thought that the impulse of one second while driving (including texting) can permanently change someone's life.

A true Pokemon fan is someone who will defend it when someone makes fun of it. It is someone who will love over anything else no matter what age and is not afraid to shout it out to the world. A true Pokemon fan will encourage others to learn the important meanings that Pokemon holds. And you'll love Pokemon forever and ever. If you are a true Pokemon fan, then copy this onto your profile! Help Pokemon rule the world!! Copy this onto your profile!

If you think that Pokémon is cool, copy this into your profile.

A girl died in 1933. A man buried her when she was still alive. The murder chanted, "Toma Sota balcu," as he buried her. Now that you have read this chant, you will meet this little girl. In the middle of the night she will be on your ceiling. She will suffocate you like she was suffocated. If you post this on your profile, she will not bother you. Your kindness will be rewarded

To those who read "What a Wonderful Loss"

Interesting fact: My story is the only one that has Krabby in the filter.

I have several things I would like to clarify/comment to those who read.

More of Ash's past will come to light in future chapters! Interactions with Misty, Brock, and of course Pikachu will be in detail later!

I know that the incident with Ash's father may seem a bit medically impossible, but this is fanfic. (: What a surprising twist, no?

Someone asked me about Team Rocket and Gary. Essentially, everything with Team Rocket happened up to the point in the story. For example, they were after Ash and gang in 1997 (same as Japanese anime) but this is essentially the same but Ash happens to be 14. Take out Gary from the anime. (It'll become more clear, I promise)

Also, why Machop, if you ask? I got several reasons:

1. I love Pokemon and wrestling video games, and it seems that his evolutionary line is the basis for that.

2. Machop (at least this one in the story) and Ash (to me) share a characteristic: outwardly very dimwitted, but with a golden heart.

3. I personally felt Machop didn't get enough air time in the anime or enough story time. A pity, imho.

4. Ash had a Primeape, which are both fighting type, but he only used him at that tournament. I wish they hadn't gotten rid of him, so Machop will replace that fighting Pokemon, but also Pikachu. (Will probably be strange for the readers, but I'm so tired of Pikachu and wanted a change.)

IMPORTANT: Before sending requests as to whom Ash will capture, I do not plan as of now to use any Pokemon that appears/will appear in TWIYH. I don't wanna overlap them.

Also, I am not stating that Ash's failure up to the story's current point is entirely due to ADHD (I have it myself). It's just that he essentially did not educate himself of the strengths and weaknesses of Pokemon (his school was like standard elementary/primary with subjects like math, English, history, etc.) It's just that he acted on a whim and did not fully think before acting. I'll provide more details in future chapters.

The girl you just called fat? She is overdosing on diet pills. The girl you just called ugly? She spends hours putting makeup on hoping people will like her. The boy you just tripped? He is abused enough at home. See that man with the ugly scars? He fought for his country. That guy you just made fun of for crying? His mother is dying. Put this as you're profile if you're against bullying. I bet 95% of you wont put this on your profile, but I'm sure the people with a heart and backbone will.

GPS bidding you a pleasant day! (: