[pokefmon fic]Untitle Pokeverse Fic Twelve
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Notes: This takes place the day after fic Eleven.
Pokeverse Fic Twelve
“My sister’s statement didn’t make you uncomfortable did it? He asked Ash when he finally saw him again. He honestly thought Ash was ignoring him but one look at Ash’s confused face. “Didn’t you hear what she said to that woman?”
“You mean Marie the Pokemon collector,” Ash said with a snort. “I heard but it doesn’t bother me if you like girls or not.” Ash then frowned. “Speaking of which here she comes again see ya later.” Ash took off and sure enough the woman showed back up. He realized Ash wasn’t avoiding him he was avoiding her.
“Oh your friend left already I wanted to see if he’d trade his Drattini for my Gengar,” She said shaking her head. “Do you have any idea what Pokemon he really wants I simply must have that Drattini.”
“Your not going to get him to trade,” He said directly to her. “The entire time my family has known him he’s only traded one pokemon and that was too a good friend not a stranger.” He could tell she seemed absolutely floored by that.
“But trading it what being a collector of Pokemon is all about.” He found himself staring at her at that statement. “I can’t believe a pokemon collector like Tyrone Mckinny has only traded one pokemon.” He stared even harder at her.
“That’s not Tyrone Mckinny that’s Ash Ketchum,” He said and the woman stopped and looked confused. “But I’ve seen Tyrone in hundreds of pokemon collection magazines he looks exactly like that.” She reached into a bag and pulled out a magazine. The guy she flipped too did look a lot like Ash. “Okay I admit they look alike but the guy your chasing isn’t him he’s Ash Ketchum a Pokemon trainer he’s won a couple of conferences.”
“Oh I don’t follow competitive pokemon training I’m just a collector,” the woman said sounding embarrassed. “No wonder he’s been running from me I just thought he was playing hard to get Tyrone has a reputation with the ladies I was feeling insulted.” She blushed even more. “Oh my the things I offered to do last time I saw him.” She seemed horrified. “Applogize to your friend for me I have to go.” She took off leaving him standing there alone.
He made his way back to the room still marveling at Ash having a famous doppleganger in the Pokemon collecting world. Of course he knew nothing about that world so he supposed it wasn’t that surprisingly. He got into the room to see Ash laid out on his bed with pikachu. “Don’t worry Ash I don’t think she’ll follow you anymore she thought you were a pokemon collector named Tyrone.”
“Oh, that explains why she kept calling me a collector,” Ash said as he sat up. “I suppose I should have told her who I was but I just wanted to get away from her.” Ash actually got up and grabbing the complimentary laptop in the room pulled up a picture of that guy. “That makes five people I’ve been mistaken for.” Ash said glancing at Pikachu.
“So it happens often?” Ash shook his head no. “But often enough that it isn’t surprising?” Ash nodded his head then and laid back down on the bed. “Well at least I won’t have to run off the ship tomorrow morning when we dock.”
He nodded and laid back on his own bed. “Thanks for not freaking out over what my sister said,” He said after a moment. The conversation with Marie the collector had put it out of his mind. He looked over and saw that Ash had fallen asleep. Pikachu gave him a thumbs up as if to say he was welcome before snuggling down with Ash.
The End.
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Notes: This takes place the day after fic Eleven.
Pokeverse Fic Twelve
“My sister’s statement didn’t make you uncomfortable did it? He asked Ash when he finally saw him again. He honestly thought Ash was ignoring him but one look at Ash’s confused face. “Didn’t you hear what she said to that woman?”
“You mean Marie the Pokemon collector,” Ash said with a snort. “I heard but it doesn’t bother me if you like girls or not.” Ash then frowned. “Speaking of which here she comes again see ya later.” Ash took off and sure enough the woman showed back up. He realized Ash wasn’t avoiding him he was avoiding her.
“Oh your friend left already I wanted to see if he’d trade his Drattini for my Gengar,” She said shaking her head. “Do you have any idea what Pokemon he really wants I simply must have that Drattini.”
“Your not going to get him to trade,” He said directly to her. “The entire time my family has known him he’s only traded one pokemon and that was too a good friend not a stranger.” He could tell she seemed absolutely floored by that.
“But trading it what being a collector of Pokemon is all about.” He found himself staring at her at that statement. “I can’t believe a pokemon collector like Tyrone Mckinny has only traded one pokemon.” He stared even harder at her.
“That’s not Tyrone Mckinny that’s Ash Ketchum,” He said and the woman stopped and looked confused. “But I’ve seen Tyrone in hundreds of pokemon collection magazines he looks exactly like that.” She reached into a bag and pulled out a magazine. The guy she flipped too did look a lot like Ash. “Okay I admit they look alike but the guy your chasing isn’t him he’s Ash Ketchum a Pokemon trainer he’s won a couple of conferences.”
“Oh I don’t follow competitive pokemon training I’m just a collector,” the woman said sounding embarrassed. “No wonder he’s been running from me I just thought he was playing hard to get Tyrone has a reputation with the ladies I was feeling insulted.” She blushed even more. “Oh my the things I offered to do last time I saw him.” She seemed horrified. “Applogize to your friend for me I have to go.” She took off leaving him standing there alone.
He made his way back to the room still marveling at Ash having a famous doppleganger in the Pokemon collecting world. Of course he knew nothing about that world so he supposed it wasn’t that surprisingly. He got into the room to see Ash laid out on his bed with pikachu. “Don’t worry Ash I don’t think she’ll follow you anymore she thought you were a pokemon collector named Tyrone.”
“Oh, that explains why she kept calling me a collector,” Ash said as he sat up. “I suppose I should have told her who I was but I just wanted to get away from her.” Ash actually got up and grabbing the complimentary laptop in the room pulled up a picture of that guy. “That makes five people I’ve been mistaken for.” Ash said glancing at Pikachu.
“So it happens often?” Ash shook his head no. “But often enough that it isn’t surprising?” Ash nodded his head then and laid back down on the bed. “Well at least I won’t have to run off the ship tomorrow morning when we dock.”
He nodded and laid back on his own bed. “Thanks for not freaking out over what my sister said,” He said after a moment. The conversation with Marie the collector had put it out of his mind. He looked over and saw that Ash had fallen asleep. Pikachu gave him a thumbs up as if to say he was welcome before snuggling down with Ash.
The End.
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