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We rejoin our journey on another beautiful day, the smiling sun shone down it's warmth on two boys sitting beside a mountain stream. The bill of Ash's baseball cap was pulled forward and down to shade his eyes from the wash of light that played all around him. Suddenly Pikachu ran up to the two and Jumped on his trainer's stomach.
"PIKA!"
"Huh? what is it Pikachu?"
Ash and Brock sit up and turn their attention to Pikachu who motions with its stubby arms.
"PIKA PI!"
"Hm... what's it saying Ash?"
"Something about Misty getting eaten by a sea monster."
Ash lay back against the grass and pulled the bill of his hat forward.
"Aren't you going to try to save her or something?"
"Why would I want to do that?"
"What about all those stupid fanfics that kids wrote about you and her getting together in the near future and having gluttonous amounts of sex?"
"Screw em! If they want to make it realistic they can just substitute Pikachu's name for Misty's."
"Pika!" Pikachu says with a giggle.
"What?! You're a Pokesexual?"
"Well you're the one that always said you should care about your Pokemon, right Brock?"
"That's right, Ash!"
Ash stood up and stretched his arms above his head with a yawn.
"Come on Brock, lets get moving."
"Aren't we going to take any of Misty's stuff?"
"Good idea!"
Ash and Brock disrespectfully went to rummaging through her pack but found nothing whatsoever of value, just some stupid love letters she never had the guts to give away and little wallet size photos of Ash. When they were finished violating her belongings they picked up their backpacks and walked off down the side of the stream. Who knows what great adventures may lie in store for Ash and Brock.. In fact, who cares?