The Passions of all Our PokeChildren’s Days

	Disclaimer: I don’t own Pokemon. :softly sobs: All I own is this sea
wolf tiger. It’s name is Zippy7. 

	Last time on The Passions of all Our PokeChildren’s Days...
Misty was about to go all out psycho on Ash when the door suddenly
slammed shut. Lightening flashed and the door quickly flew open again.
A tall man stood just outside the room. A roll of thunder sounded and the
man lifted his head. “Hello.”

	Ch.2 FuzzyGaze

	“Hellooo!” Ash replied cheerfully. Thunder roared once again and
the man stepped into the room. There was another flash of lightening that
lit up the man’s face, revealing his young features. He looked at Ash
sternly. “Hellooo!” 
	Ash walked up to the mysterious man with a less-than-dumb
expression on his face. “Hmm...” Ash gave him a weird look and then
stuck his finger in his mouth. 
	“Ash, what are you doing?” Misty asked baffled. 
	“Shhhh!” Ash exclaimed. Then Ash took his finger out of his mouth and stuck it in the
man’s ear.
	The man started twitching frantically and one of his eyes blew out of
his head. “HEEELLOOOOO!” The man yelped in pain. He collapsed on
the floor and blew up.
	“Oh God! What did you just do?! What did you just do!?” Brock
shouted. “That was so wicked awesome!”
	Ash looked at Brock, “Ha! I knew it! He was a destroyer demonic
cyborg android from the future set out to kill us all, but fortunately he was
stuck on ‘Hello!’”
	Misty looked surprised, “I had no idea he was a destroyer demonic
cyborg android from the future set out to kill us all, but fortunately was
stuck on ‘Hello!’”
	“How did you know you could kill him with a wet willy?” Brock
questioned. 
	Ash swept the remains of the destroyer demonic cyborg
android from the future into the whole it blew out in the floor when it
exploded. 
	“Well,” Ash turned to Brock, “I saw it on this learn-how-to-kill-
a-destroyer-demonic-cyborg-android-from-the-future-that’s-set-out-to-kill-
you-overnight website. I got the website off the back of a napkin by the
way.”
	Misty looked mystified. “You’re so...odd” She said slowly. 
	Ash just looked at her as he foamed at the mouth. “Gurgle...”
	“Hey, where are the lawyers?” Ash asked as he snapped back to
reality. 
	Brock looked at Ash with a raised eyebrow. “I don’t know. Misty
and I never even noticed that they didn’t show up.” At that, the wall
opposite them moved back and from the ceiling came a giant T.V. that took
its place.
	“GAK!” The three twerps shouted in unison. 
	The enormous T.V. switched on and a shady figure sitting in an awkwardly large chair
appeared on the screen. “Hello boys,” said a womanly voice. The shady figure snapped her fingers
and a spot light shown down on her. “It’s me,” the woman said coldly, “Mrs. Ketchum.” 

                                                            BUM BUM BUMMM
                                                        (Startling/suspenseful music)

	Ash walked up to the screen. “Mom...?” He couldn’t believe it. “Oh my God...You just
show up out of nowhere and...call Misty a BOY!” Ash couldn’t contain himself as he tried to hold
back fits of laughter. “That was sooo funny!! Do it again!”

                                                                      BAM!!!
                                                           (Misty’s Mallet has struck)

	“Ash you’re a pain in the...” Misty stopped and looked at the screen. Mrs. Ketchum was
spinning around in her chair. “Mrs. Ketchum...what are you doing? Hey, and I thought you were
dead!” Misty finished.
	Mrs. Ketchum stopped spinning in her chair and looked at Misty. “Yes, well I sort of faked
it,” she replied.
	“You faked your death? But, why mommy?” Brock questioned.
	“First of all, I’m not your ‘mommy’, Brock. And second, lots of people were trying to kill
me because I took over Ketchum Corp. That’s why I faked my death. Oh, and I’m leaving Ketchum
Corp. to you, Ash.” Mrs. Ketchum answered.
	“WAAA?!” Was all Ash could say.
	Mrs. Ketchum turned her attention to him. “Oh, honey...I’m sure you’ll be able to handle all
those murderers and crooks! If you take down the head of their illegal operations, you’ll have no
problem! He’s easy to take down anyway, not much of a fighter...” She rambled on.
	“Wait, you know the head guy?” Misty asked.
	“Oh, of course! Er...but I’m not going to just tell you who it is. You’ll have to guess. I’ll
give you three clues to who it is. Are you ready?” Mrs. Ketchum looked at them expectantly.
	Misty and Brock both nodded and looked intently at the screen.
	“Ok, Clue number one-” She was never able to finish because Ash suddenly felt the urge to
change the channel.
	“God! Is there anything good on these days? Oh, that’s right, Pokemon is on. Oh well. Let’s
watch Martha Stewart Living! That’s always good!”
	Both Brock and Misty nodded, but then remembered what Mrs. Ketchum was about to tell
them.
	“ASH!! YOU CRACK HEAD!!!” Misty shouted. “Your mom was just about to tell us clues
to figure out who the head-dude of that thingy is! GOD! I just can’t believe you!”
	“That’s cause you want me.” Ash remarked.
	“Don’t make me puke in your mouth again ‘cause you know I will!” She yelled back.
	Brock looked at Ash with a frown on his face. “But, you know Ash, we really needed to
know those clues to figure out who the head-dude of that thingy is. Now how are we supposed to
figure this out?”
	Ash looked at him with a lifeless stare. 
	“Uh...Ash...why are you looking at me like that?” Brock hesitated to ask.
	“Because,” he responded, “I know who the head-dude of that thingy is.”
	Brock and Misty both looked completely relieved.
	“Well that’s great! So, Ash, who is this mystery dude-guy-thing?” Misty asked as she
stepped forward.
	Ash looked at her. He was trying to touch his tongue to his nose or something. “Well, he’s
my dad! DUH! I can’t believe you guys didn’t know that! It’s SO obvious!”
	Misty looked at Brock. “Uhh....it is? Wow...there’s so little we know about you...err....so
who IS your father anyway?”
	Brock looked at her with amazement. “Y-you don’t know who Ash’s father is? What’s your
problem, Misty? And you’ve known him longer than I have! You’re such a loser!” Brock started
rolling on the ground laughing.
	Misty stepped on him. “OH YEAH?! AND YOU KNOW WHO IS DAD IS, HUH?!” 
	Brock stood up and dusted himself off. “Yeah, of course I do! It’s....that Tracey guy. Isn’t it
Ash?”
	Misty just stared at Brock. “You....are the biggest retard in the world!” This time Misty was
the one rolling on the floor laughing or....something.
	“What? Nobody ever told me who that guy was! I just figured he was Ash’s father! He
looked like he could’ve been! I even called him his dad TO HIS FACE! He just said stuff like ‘Oh,
I’m so glad my little Ash has such good friends’ and ‘I wish he would change his underwear more’!
It sounded to me that he was his dad!” Brock yelled to his own defense. 
	Ash and Misty: ................. O.O;; ..................
	
	                     After several minuets
	
	“AHEM” Misty broke the silence. “So, Ash. Who IS your father? I’m betting it’s Mr.
Mime!” She concluded.
	Ash turned his hat. “Well, I’m betting it’s Gene Starwind of the OutlawStar! Hey, this is
fun!”
	Misty looked at him blankly with a sweatdrop. “Uh...you DO know who your own father is
right? Tell me you know Ash!” Misty grabbed him and started shaking him by his neck.
	“WAAAA!! Misty stop!! I know who he is! I know I tell you! Let me go!” Ash exclaimed
out of shock. 
	Misty relaxed and let go of Ash’s neck. “Ok,” she caught her breath, “So who is he?”
	Ash looked her directly in the eyes. “I....I...I...I...I....I....LOVE CHEESE STICKS!!!” He
yelled and then broke into tears. “I’m...so happy....”
	
	O_O;;
	
	Misty once again grabbed him by the neck. “Tell me who he is! Tell me right now! You
damn idiot! Tell me! Tell me! TELL ME!!!” 
	“WAAAAAA *cough* AAAAAAA” Ash screamed for his life.
	Brock came up to the two of them. “Misty, if you kill him we won’t be able to get the
information we want. Let him go so he can tell us.”
	“Mmm. Your right Brock.” Misty said as she let go of a purple Ash.
	Ash gasped for air. “Now will you tell us?” Misty asked.
	“Ok,” Ash began, “My father is............................A SPACE ALIEN! SPOOOOOOKY!!!”
	Misty was about to choke him again, but Ash waved his hands in front of her. 
	“Mist, please don’t kill me! I’m sorry!” He pleaded.
	“Just tell us who the hell your father is you brat!” Misty screamed.
	“Ok, the truth is...I don’t know who my father is! Isn’t that great? Heh heh....” Ash
explained.
	“ARG!!!!” Misty attacked him and started choking him again. Brock just stood leaning
against the wall watching Ash try to escape her evil clutches of death.
	“WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!”



          End CH.2 FuzzyGaze