Hello friends, time for more of this such! This episode requires more character back story:
The character referred to as Adam, is the name I have given to the character commonly known as silver. I don’t like using silver as a name and therefore, have named him Adam.There we go, now that I’ve cleared that up, I will bring on the new stuff! YAY! We last left our heroes in Viridian city, getting ready to spend a day out in the town.
PART 8: Red Headed Memories
“WAKE UP DANGIT!” Misty was screaming at the top of her lungs at the foot of the couch in the boys’ room, “I’VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOUR INCESSANT SNORING!!”
Riley and Brock sat at the table, sipping their tea and laughing at the sight of those two fighting again.
“Why don’t you just grab some water from the sink and throw on him?” Riley sarcastically suggested.
Misty took a step towards the kitchen.
“I was just kidding Mist,” Riley stopped her, surprised that she had actually taken his suggestion, “No need to be rash.”
“Besides we don’t have the money to pay for a water logged couch.” Brock added.
“Fine,” She scoffed, “I guess I’ll just beat him awake.” she threw him from the couch to the floor and kicked him in the ribs.
“AHHHHHH!” Ash screamed from the ground as he clutched his hands to his left side, “WHAT IN THE?? WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!”
“You wouldn’t wake up,” Misty yelled back at him, “We are going to miss breakfast if you don’t get up and get ready!”
“Why didn’t you guys just yell at me?”
“We tried,” Riley managed to say, between his gasps for air, he was chocking on his own laughter, “You’re a pretty heavy sleeper, dude.” he and Brock were losing it, they could hardly move because of their reaction to Ash’s pain.
“Its not funny guys!” Ash whined, looking for sympathy.
“You’re right Ash,” Brock calmed, as did Riley.
“Thank you,” Ash accepted the statement as a apology.
“It’s hilarious!” Brock chimed back in, as he and Riley fell into another fit of laughter. Misty giggled, and Ash sweat dropped, realizing that he had set himself up for that humiliation.
“Hey Misty,” Brock began a question, after he had finished his laughing spell, “Where is Dawn?”
“Down stairs saving us a table,” She replied, “Now get your lazy butt up and get dressed Ash!”
“Yeah Ketchum!” Riley joked, as Ash gave him a glare.
They managed to get down to the diner just before breakfast closed, and sat an ate for at least an hour, it was nearly noon when they finished.
“Ahhhhhh,” Riley sighed in satisfaction, “feels good to have a late start for once.”
“Yeah,” Brock added, “I feel totally rested.”
“OKAY!” Dawn excitedly cheered, “It’s shopping time, Misty!”
“Alright Dawn,” Misty replied as she lifted her mug to her lips, “Just let me finish my coff-” Before she could finish Dawn was dragging her out of the place, cup in hand. She managed to set it on the counter just as she slid out the door. The guys all sweat dropped, they didn’t understand shopping.
“Well, looks like we are going to the trainers club?” Riley questioned, already knowing the answer, but just looking for agreement.
“Yes, Sir!” Ash excitedly replied, “Cant wait to battle again!”
“Hate to break it to ya Ash,” Brock began to break the poor kid’s spirit, “they only allow open battling on the weekend, its Monday, which means it’s a league day.”
“Dang!” Ash pounded the table.
“At least we will get to see some good battles,” Riley chimed in, letting his optimism shine, as always.
They left the diner and headed down the sidewalk for the club, awaiting all the excitement that the place entailed.
The girls had found a small dress shop on the edge of town.
“Why are we looking at dresses again Dawn?” Misty questioned.
“Because we are going to be heading into some big cities,” Dawn began to explain, “ and we are gonna need something to wear for those nights out on the town!”
“I see,” Misty rolled her eyes.
“So,” Dawn began, “What’s the story on Riley?”
“You’re seriously interested in him, aren’t you.” Misty was surprised.
“No, I just don’t know much about him,” Dawn continued, “and I wanna be able to relate to him, so its not so awkward.”
“Yep!” Dawn smiled, as misty began to tell some things about Riley, not very important things, but enough to keep Dawn interested, but she was careful not to lead Dawn to bring up Lyra. As she knew that she couldn’t think up a lie to cover Riley’s secret.
“Wow,” Ash gleamed, “Great stuff.” the guys stood along the wall that encircled the four battling arenas.
“NEXT UP,” an announcer came up over the loud speaker, “JAMES FENNIMORE OF CELADON CITY, AND ADAM SILVERSHINE OF THE JOHTO REGION.”
“What!?” Riley exclaimed, “HEY ADAM!” he yelled out to the red haired boy standing on the battlefield.
“Now that sounds like,” Adam thought to himself, he turned to face the sidelines, “RILEY! Holy cow! What are you doing here?”
“We will talk later!,” Riley yelled back, “You have a battle!”
“Oh yeah! Wish me luck!”
The battle raged on for a good half hour. Adam was a strong trainer, but so was his opponent. He was able to pull out a last minute victory with his Meganium, the very same one he had stolen from Professor Elm, which ultimately led him to meet Riley.
“Wow, I cant believe that you guys are here,” Adam said excitedly, “Why exactly are you here?”
“Giving a friend of ours a tour of the region,” Brock said. Ash and Brock had met Adam in the past, but did not know him near as well as Riley.
“Fun stuff,” Adam replied.
“Yeah, I guess,” Ash added.
They spent the better part of the afternoon watching more battles and remembering the old times, even the bad ones.
“You wanna come with us on our trip?” Riley questioned Adam.
“Nah, man,” he declined, “I would, but I gotta stay here to finish out this tournament.”
“I see, that’s too bad,” Riley understood, Adam was serious about his battling, and he always had been, despite his motives.
The day was coming to an end and Adam had to go meet with the other trainers in the tournament to find out the brackets, and Ash, Brock and Riley had to go meet the girls for dinner. They went their separate ways, and promised that they would meet up again soon.
Back at the hotel room, everyone was getting ready for bed. The girls were making their beds, while the guys sat and played cards. The girls walked into the guys room through the door that connected the rooms, to see what they were up to.
“Really boys?” Misty sarcastically questioned, as she rolled up the sleeves of her blue fleece pajamas, “Poker, this late?”
“Hey now,” Riley rebutted, he sat at the end of the table opposite to her, wearing a black v-neck and sweat pants, he had his card face on with his hat tipped over his one eye, and a toothpick still from dinner in his mouth, “there’s never a bad time for poker.”
Ash sat and stared at her, he was wearing the same thing he had worn all day, minus his hoodie. Black tee-shirt, and jeans, it was his style.
“Ash! Its your turn!” Brock broke him from his gaze.
“Oh! Yeah!” Ash laid down a card.
“When did you start wearing shorts Brock?” Dawn chimed in, tying the draw strings of her pink pajama pants.
“Brought them especially for the trip,” He explained, “Heard it was going to be warm.” Brock was definitely out of the norm, he was wearing a sweater, with green shorts.
“Count ‘em boys,” Riley snickered slyly, “Straight in spades, ace to 4”
“Dang!” Ash threw his cards to the table, and headed for the couch.
“You’re too good Riley,” Brock resented, as he headed for his sleeping bag in the floor, “Looks like you got the bed tonight.”
“Thanks Brocko!” Riley cheered.
“You guys bet the bed?” Misty asked, “You guys are ridiculous.”
“We couldn’t decide how else to settle the argument,” Ash explained.
“I don’t understand you guys,” Dawn added, “ Misty and I are sharing, speaking of which, why don’t we go to bed, I’m tired.”
The boys all sweat dropped at the thought of that, Brock and Riley shook out the thought, for their own innocent reasons. Ash, however, sat and stared, stunned by the comment.
“ASH!” Riley yelled, “Go to bed!”
“Yeah!” Brock added, “Get your mind out of the gutter!”
“It never was,” Ash defended himself, as his face changed pink.
“Yeah,” Riley started as he turned out the light, “Sure it wasn’t.”
OoooooooooooOOOOOOOOoooooooooooooooo! Ash showing his inner juvenile there! That part honestly came as I wrote it, but I think it fit nicely. That was chapter 8 out of I believe 25, so I’m still far away, but I have up to 13 already planned, and 14 just entered the planning stage. Hope you all are enjoying it and hopefully it is getting better as the story picks up. Thanks!