Ash Potter, Harry Ketchum

 

By: Aki Akito

Part: 14

 

            The rest of that night was sure hell, Brock kept on singing his “song” and it turns out that the Nurse Joy of the Pokemon Center we were staying in got intrigued when Brock performed and started to “feel” emotions for him. How? It’s out of my question.

 

            Misty as sure as anything got pissed off at Brock and they had their own showdown, it was actually quite entertaining to watch. Of course Brock lost by at least 8.5 points out of 10. The one and a half point, Misty had been taken off guard.

 

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            “Brock you ignoramus! If anyone has gone to the bathroom in their sleep it was positively you! Remember…you, me, and…”

 

            “And Ash! Ash and Misty kissin’ in a tree, k-i-s-s-i-n-g!” Misty’s eyes widened and Brock smirked knowing he had gotten her there.

 

“First comes love, then comes marriage…then comes-…”

 

            “…Brrroooccckkk! Shut-up! I don’t LOVE him, I just…miss him, that’s all!”

 

            “Sure, yeah right. You’ve got it bad lady!”

 

            “No I don’t!”

 

            “Truth or dare?!” Brock shot out.

 

“ Neither cupid! And anyways if it’s anyone who’s lovesick, it’s you, now on with the story! It was you who went to the bathroom in your sleeping bag when we were camping out that one time!”

 

            “Uh-uh!”

 

            “Uh-huh, and you were sleeping. You obviously had a dream about you-know-who and—”

 

            My eyes went wide and I screamed out immediately. “What?! You had a dream about Voldemort?!”

 

            “Voldemort? No, Nurse Joy. I’ve never heard of this Voldemort.”

 

             “Oh…never mind.”

 

            “Anyways, you were obviously ‘trotting’ into the Pokemon Center in your dream and had to go to the bathroom and you ‘saw’ Nurse Joy and she came to ‘feel you up’ and you went.” Misty started cracking up as Brock’s face fell. Pikachu was rolling with laughter on the bed next to mine and I let out a few snorts.

 

            “How do you know?!” He shot back.

 

            “Because it sure stunk like heck in the tent that night and there was a huge wet stain on your sleeping bag.”

 

            “So, that doesn’t prove anything! Pikachu peed! And I spilled water when I woke up, I was really thirsty!”

 

            “Ash was up when you peed, dummy! He unfortunately had to watch a big wet spot appear on your sleeping bag while damage was done to his innocent brain as a lump stuck out of the sleeping bag! Between your legs…”

 

            “Pi! Pikachu pika!” (Yeah! I didn’t pee either!)

 

            Brock’s face turned a bright red and he shut-up, that was the end of the battle.

 

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      Now all was quiet and it was the middle of the night. Again it was I who couldn’t sleep. Pikachu was curled up on Misty’s stomach, obviously feeling the most comfortable with her.

 

            I sighed and looked around the darkened room. Nothing new, but something odd caught my eye. It was a piece of rolled up parchment. “What?” I slipped out of my bed and picked up the piece of parchment.

 

            My eyes opened wide when I read what was on it.

 

            I want to go home, I want to go home! I miss Misty, Pikachu, and Brock! What about my Pokemon are they in good care? I like it here at Hogwarts…but it’s just not the same… I want Misty…

 

            Ash

 

            It was Ash’s diary. There were bunches of entries all about what was happening at Hogwarts. I read for at least and hour. I think I read some things that I shouldn’t have though…. But how did Ash’s diary get here?

 

A/n- Okay, from now on you don’t have to trust me about when I get chapters up, k? At least not until June 11, the last day of my 7th grade year. FINALLY!!! Yes, Ash has a diary, you do have to keep some things private you now and that’s what Ash wanted. Well, review people!