Okay, this is not my first fanfic, but is the first on serebii. This story contains:
Ikarishipping, Contestshipping, Pokeshipping, and Shootsdownshipping, and is rated G.
Any comment is (usually) appreciated!
By the way, I'm trying to be original. Don't you just hate those stories: Event-confess-kiss. Doesn't that happen wayyyyy toooo often? This story is about when Ash, Misty, Drew, May, Paul and Dawn (my favorite but overrated ships) go to Florida, but this is more of a part one, beacuse there is a cruise ship part as well, but that'll be in a new thread. And, this is also inspired by my love of travel;it's so exciting!
Here's the first chapter, but it's more of a prolouge.
All Systems Go! Headed for Florida
Disclaimer: It’s too bad I can’t think of anything witty to say. But, ask yourself this. Do you think I’d own Pokemon?
A/N: This story is also posted in FF.net.
Yup. Today’s the day. When we go to Florida. Fort Laurdale, to be exact. Why is that? Because we’re cruising on the Princess Caribbean (derived from Caribbean Princess), which is docked in that particular town. All eight of us. But first, the flight there, I can barely keep in my seat. I hope I can confess to Ash while sailing. I mean, seriously. A beautiful luxury liner, gorgeous fixtures, spas, chocolate on our pillows every morning (shhhhhh! Don’t tell May!), Live theatre-
There’s Drew. He offered to drive us all. He’s not so bad once you get to know him.
I stride confidently to the vehicle, proudly showing off my new outfit. Yes, I know I’m usually not a fashionista but it is a special occasion. I wore pinkwash capri jeans, with capri leggings underneath. My top was cap-sleeved, orange and yellow with a bow belt.
I board the car, err, van. Inside are Ash, Zoey, Paul, Drew, a sock monkey (what?), Kenny, Dawn and I. Two bags per person. Now all we had to do was pick up May.
We veered through the streets, twisting and turning. Cows flew by our windowsills; and power lines, hay barrels, wetlands, a Meowth balloon (I think Jessie, James and Meowth quit), and sign that said thanks for visiting, and come again soon. Soon May’s two story was within sight.
Between the whirring, tension and excitement builds up,even though no one utters a single words.
Drew parked on the driveway. May’s face peered through the window, soon lit with a bright smile.
Suddenly the front door bursts open, to reveal May. But she isn’t the same. This May has a short white tennis skort, flaunting her long legs. Her top sported awful cute puff sleeves, colour, a hot pink with blood red doodle hearts. The waist tightly hugged her body, waistline a deep V. A shiny gloss smothered her lips. Gee, for a tomboy, I know a lot of fashion terms. Drew’s mouth hung agape, while I suppressed a light giggle. Dawn and I smile knowingly at each other.
I think this van could be mistaken for a zoo. Ash and Misty fighting in their seats, Dawn attempting a civil conversation with Paul, not listening, Drew driving, yet managing to bicker with May all the same.
At the twenty minute mark, we reach the airport. Grunting under the weight of the suitcases, the boys try to pile all our luggage into one cart. But that’s like trying to divide a pie into ten slices equally without slicing in half first. Impossible. After ten minutes I finally suggest to load it into two luggage carts. The turning doors rotate, it’s mesmerizing, as if inviting us in. As we enter the airport, I feel the excitement beginning…
That's the end of the beginning (sounds really weird). I hope it's long enough.
Please tell me what you think and be honest. (Don't say "OMG i lovd it".)