Okay so I am starting a new thread for my first advanceshipping. There will also be some Edlershipping, it may be kind of wrong, but it just felt right when writing. Please don't be turned off it is just a little thing that wont appear often. I am still working on it but I wanted to just have a place ready for it. Since I was drawn into shipping by PikaMaster ADV I will be copying his formatting style. Please be kind. When I post it up I am open to criticism. It will only be a chapter at first and if it is acceptable I will write more.
Thank you, in advance
The Beginning of The End
“Ash, wake up.” A familiar voice called out.
“Come on Ash wake up!” They called again.
“Seriously, if you don’t wake up you are going to be late!” The voice called out growing more annoyed.
“Five more minutes.” The trainer’s voice quietly whispered.
“ASH KETCHUM WAKE UP RIGHT NOW!!!” The voice bellowed.
Shaken the trainer fell out of bed, and with a loud THUMP landed face first on the floor. After the shock of being rattled out of bed wore off the trainer looked around.
“Where am I?” He asked himself. All of a sudden he remembered where he was. “Oh ya, I am at home.” Just then the voice that woke him up barged into the room.
“Its good to see that you are finally awake Ash.” He said with a smile on his face, realizing that he had made him fall out of bed.
Squinting, partially due to the morning sun and because he was still half asleep. The trainer looked up. “Brock, was it really necessary to wake me up like that?” Ash asked his old friend.
“Of course it was,” he replied. Looking down at his watch and back up at his oldest friend lying in a heap of blankets and limbs. “This is bad! Come on Ash we have to get out of here soon,” he called out in a panic.
“But Brock I haven’t even had breakfast yet.” At that comment Ash’s stomach let out a loud audible growl. Slightly embarrassed by the sound Ash placed his hand behind his head and let out a little laugh.
“I guess it’s a good thing that I cooked breakfast then. You get dressed and then come down for breakfast, but be quick about it we don’t have a lot of time left today.” Brock told him.
“Okay Brock I will be down soon,” Ash replied. With that Brock took his leave heading down to the kitchen to finish the meal and prepare a plate for Ash.
Ash took a brief second to survey his room. His bed was placed in the centre of the room coming out from the wall. The bed was still a mess with the blankets everywhere. Still fast asleep on a pillow on the bed was an adorable yellow electric-mouse Pokémon. Against the far wall was a long dresser with a mirror attached to the back of it. For a moment Ash peered into the mirror, still in shock over the reflection that looked back at him. His eyes moved down to the top of the dresser. Along the top were group pictures taken from his journeys. Ash slowly walked over to the dresser and picked up one of his photos. Gazing at the picture intently, Ash lost track of time.
“Ash, breakfast is ready,” Brock called up to him. “I’ll be right down,” he called back. He quickly placed the picture back down on the dresser and raced over to his closet.
He quickly pulled it open. Inside were a collection of outfits from all of his journeys. To the far left was a blue jacket with yellow trim around the bottom and the pockets, a white collar and white short sleeves. On the same hanger was the red and white official Pokémon league hat. Just behind that was the baggie blue sweeter with the yellow trim and bottom half of a Pokéball, again his red and black hat with the upper half of a Pokéball in green was hanging along side the outfit. Next to that was his black vest with the big yellow strip across the chest, again hanging there was his red and black hat with the upper half of a Pokéball in blue.
“These bring back memories,” he thought to himself. “Misty, May, and Dawn all three outfits remind me of a different girl. I really miss May it has been a while since I saw her.” Ash thought as he held his Hoenn outfit.
Looking around his room again he stops in the corner near the window and stares. There placed anywhere that he could find space were newspaper clippings and articles about different Pokémon contests. All of them featured a single coordinator. “May,” he sighed. Just then he quickly turned around and reached for a different outfit. The outfit contained a red jacket with orange trim; on the left sleeve was a badge with the number 9 in the middle of it. The jacket also had a black t-shirt, a pair of khaki colored shorts that end at about the knee and a white belt with a pouch at the right hip area. Quickly he put the outfit back and began walking over to the dresser again.
“Today I need to wear something more casual,” he said to himself out loud.
He pulled open the dresser drawer. Quickly removed a black t-shirt and blue jeans, and begun to put them on. Once he was dressed he made his way over to the bed to wake up his sleeping partner.
“Pikachu, come on buddy its time to wake up,” he whispered while gently shaking the electric mouse Pokémon. Slowly Pikachu began to stir and wake up. “Hey buddy, I am heading downstairs to get breakfast. Are you coming?” he asked. “Pika,” the yellow mouse replied.
As Ash turned around to leave the room, Pikachu jumped up onto his shoulder. Ash stepped outside the door and began to close it. “May,” he sighed as the door closed. Pikachu noticed that his friend was feeling down and begun to nuzzle him and gave him a lick on the cheek to cheer him up.
“Thanks buddy,” Ash said as he turned to his friend. “Now lets get something to eat I am starving.” Ash called out in a cheerful voice. “Pika pi,” Pikachu replied just as enthusiastically.
Quickly Brock jolted around, startled by what he thought were Ash’s Tauros stampeding through the house, again. Instead to Brock’s surprise it was just Ash stampeding towards the table to get to the plate of food he had made for Ash while he was busy getting ready upstairs.
“You know Ash if you aren’t careful Officer Jenny might show up again thinking your Tauros are running loose.” Brock said sarcastically.
“It was one time, and anyway I had to pay for all the repairs to the neighbors’ houses.” Ash scoffed in between bites. Brock let out a loud laugh; it had been a while since he last saw Ash act so childish.
“Now don’t forget we are going to have to head out soon. We have a long trip ahead of us, and we have many people to pick up along the way.” Brock told the hungry trainer.
“I know. I just can’t believe that it is happening so soon.” Ash said with worry building in his voice.
“What do you mean soon?” Brock asked inquisitively.
“Well you know… it’s just… that… I… I’m nervous.” Ash said sheepishly.
“Ash, come on. You are 25 now, you have been the Shinnoh League Champion, you went through the Indigo League, the Johto League, and the Hoenn League again and became the champions, you became a Pokémon Ranger and still are occasionally, and you beat Lance and Cynthia. In less than 5 years you have become a Pokémon Master.” Brock stated trying to re-energize his friend.
“You’re right Brock. I can do this no problem…” Ash stated energetically. “…right?” he quietly asked Pikachu.
Ash began to eat his food slowly while he worried about his new adventure. It was the first time that a new adventure worried him so much, and the first time he was slowly eating. Brock began to worry about his friend but figured that it was normal that Ash would be nervous, after all this was a huge step for him.
“Okay Ash, we better get ready and leave for Petalburg City,” Brock called out.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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