Pika or Jail?
Pikachu or Jail?
By Michi_girl_scyther_of_TR47
"Man, this bites!" Ash Ketchum complained. "How long have we been
here?"
Misty checked her watch. "Lets see. . . . fifteen minutes." She sighed.
"Only 9 years, 11 months, 30 days, and 45 minutes to go," Misty replied
grumpily.
Ash sighed. "Hey. . . FIFTEEN MINUTES?!" he exclaimed. "That's
way too long! What a way to waste ten years of Pokemon training! I'm
busting outta here! Come on, Pikachu!"
"Pikachu. . . Pika Pi, Pikachu!"" Pikachu groaned.
Suddenly, there was the sound of a door opening and footsteps. Tracey
and his Scyther appeared in front of the Cell. "Hi guys! How are you two
doing today?" He asked.
"You have no idea," The replied in unison.
". . . Oh," Tracey mumbled. He paused. "Well, I'm gonna bust you out
of here."
"WHAT?!" Misty yelled.
"You'll be arrested!" Ash exclaimed.
"SHHHHH! No I won't. Scyther, cut the bars, AND BE QUIET!"
Tracey hissed.
"Scy?" Scyther grumbled. She looked at the bars and the twerps,
grinned a wicked smile, then crossed her blades and refused.
"What?! You dumb bug! You're supposed to obey me!" Tracey
scolded. Scyther just grinned and watched the door.
"Hold it right there, intruder!" Came two voices, and Officers Brock
and Jenny ran out of the door Scyther had been watching.
"You! Tracey!" Brock yelled. "You're under arrest, give me all your
Pokeballs!" (That sounds disturbing. . .)
Tracey blinked. *blink blink* "Brock?!" He asked, puzzled. "What're
you doing here?!"
"I'm officer Jenny's personal Assistant!"Brock announced proudly.
"Now give me those Pokeballs or there'll be trouble!"
"Very nice, Brocky!" Officer Jenny praised him, and Brock turned an
interesting shade of red. Jenny went back to being her usual business like self
as Tracey handed over his three Pokeballs. "Now get in that cell!" she yelled,
and Tracey strode miserably into the cell to join the twerps.
"Now, goodnight you three!" Brock said, then he and Jenny walked
away to their bedroom.
Ash checked his watch. "IT's midnight," he announced. "We better get to
sleep."
* * * *
The next morning, the twerp trio had a couple visitors. It was TR
dressed as old people, with Meowth on a leash. They walked up to the
counter.
"Excuse me,"Jessie began,"but I believe that my great-grandson was
arrested, and we don't have enough money to get them out, but we do run a
little Pokemon farm where we raise Pokemon," she motioned to Meowth,
"And we would be happy to take care of his and his little friends' Pokemon
until his ten years are up."
"Well that would be wonderful," Jenny said. "May I see a picture ID?"
"Why, of course," James said, pulling out a fake ID with a pic Of him
as an old man, with the name 'James Ketchum' on it. Jessie pulled hers out
which showed her as an old lady and the name, 'Jessie Ketchum' there.
"Ok, that will be fine," Jenny said as TR put the ID's away. She pushed
the 11 or so Pokeballs towards them. "There you are," she concluded. "I'm
sorry, sir and ma'am, but Ash perfers his Pikachu with him."
"Oh, that's all right," Jessie said. "Good-bye now, Officer. Come on,
JamesY poo, lets go home."
In his cell, Ash was smiling. "Well, at least my Pokemon are going to
be with my great-grandparents."
Misty smacked him on the head. "You idiot, that's not your
grandparents, that was TR!!!!"
Tracey said nothing. He was fast asleep.
* * * * *
That night, Ash and the twerps had TR visit them again in the dead of
night.
"Hey you. Twerps. Wake up." James said to them gently.
Ash moaned and rolled over, looking at James. "What do you want?"
he mumbled.
"We're gonna bust you three twerps out of here," Jessie whispered.
"Really?" Ash exclaimed.
"You got us in here,"Tracey grumbled from the top bunk.
"You got yourself in," James snapped back at him.
"Anyway," Jessie continued, "We'll get you out of here on one
condition. You give us Pikachu."
"What! No way!" Ash yelled.
"Fine, we're outta here!" TR said at the same time, tiptoeing away.
"Wait!" Misty yelled.
Meowth poked his head back in front of the bars. "You called?" he
asked with an evil smile.
"If all our Pokemon was taken, then his should too!" she yelled.
"Yeah," Tracey mumbled, still half asleep.
Ash sighed, then looked at Pikachu, then TR, then Pika. He sighed
again. He stared at Pikachu as some tears went down his cheek. He leaned
forward and gave the chu a big hug."I'm Sorry, Pikachu. I have to get out of
here. I promise I'll get you back soon." He stood up, his head down and
shadow covering his puffy eyes. he handed Pikachu to TR through the bars,
while Pikachu yelled and screamed in Pika language. TR put Pikachu into a
rubber ball gleefully. Ash sobbed, then looked at TR and said, "You have
Pikachu. Now let us out of here!"
"No way!" James screeched.
"You actually BELIEVED us?!" Jessie laughed. They ran off, Meowth
carrying Pika and making :P faces at it.
Ash sniffled, then started to cry. "PIKACHUUUUU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"