This is How the Story Goes...  Part 1

AUTHOR'S NOTE FOR WORDS THROUGHOUT THE STORY: BEWARE of the 'anyway's!


WHAT HAPPENED?


"...We don't want anyone to know that we're stuck here, but NOW all the world will--ouch!" a much
angered redhead shouted when her hand, which she swung back trying to motion towards the
outside "world", harshly collided with the stiff nickel bar.  "Ow...Ash, this is all your fault!
OUCH!" she yelled again as her hand once again hit yet another bar when she swung her hand
back, ready to slap the dark-haired preteen.

"All my fault??  If I remember correctly, Misty, YOU were the one who made us GO!" the
pokemon trainer retorted.

"Listen, guys, break it up.  Arguing isn't going to help us," Brock, the oldest of the group,
consoled.

"Actually, it was YOUR fault!" Ash and Misty said in unison.

"And I never did really get to slap you!" Misty said, drawing her hand back, but first carefully
making sure it wouldn't painfully hit a bar.

"Oh yeah!  Well, if you slap me, I don't see any reason I shouldn't slap you back!" Ash shouted.

"What?  You're crazy!" said Misty, stepping back.

"Yeah, Ash, for one it's inappropriate for a gentleman and for two it's against the law to hit
ladies!" Brock said.

"Oh come on!  I would never hit her, no matter how much I say I will," Ash said, "but for one, 
I'm NOT even a gentleman.  For two, we're locked up already ANYWAY and for THREE, Misty's not a lady!"

"What do you mean??" Misty asked.

"Well, you eat like a pig, you yell too much, you jump in trees like a monkey, and you sleep with
your legs open so wide, it looks like you're ready to mate a Snorlax!"

"Ash Ketchum I don't care if you're a day from death you never say that to a woman, especially
that last comment, you hear me??"

Everyone froze as they turned around.  Mrs. Ketchum.

"Mom??"

Ash sweatdropped and felt like he couldn't move.  Why'd his mother have to know about this NOW?
And cut in on the scene of what Ash said to Misty?  AND JUST HOW LONG HAS SHE BEEN STANDING THERE?

"Um...Mom...I can explain--"

"Explain what?"

"Why I said that to Misty--"

"Explain THAT later, Ash, right now I'd like to know why you're in this building behind bars!"

"Isn't that what court's for?"

"Ash, in this world, court isn't necessary unless the guardian doesn't approve of what the child says."

(Author's note: It's a FIC)

"Well, I--"

"Mrs. Ketchum, I'll tell you what happened," Brock said.

"Please do," Mrs. Ketchum said.

"All right, this is how the story goes..."




TO BE CONTINUED...