This is How the Story Goes...

Description: Ash, Misty, Brock, and Pikachu have to explain to Ash's mother how and why they got locked up by
the police, but each of their perspective and point-of-view stories are kind of...different from one another's.
So, who is Ash's mother going to believe?


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*Ring*

Mrs. Ketchum sat by herself at the table, happily eating with Mr. Mime, her housekeeping assisstant.

Mrs. Ketchum giggled.  "Do you like the food, Mr. Mime?"

"Mime, Mime!" Mr. Mime chirped happily.  As he ate, Mrs. Ketchum could have sworn that he was practically
purring!

*Ring, Ring*

Mrs. Ketchum seemed to be enjoying the food just as much as her pokemon assisstant, if not more.  "One
more bite, then I'll answer it."

*RING RING*

"All right, all right, I'm coming!" Mrs. Ketchum said in a muffled tone, her mouth full of as much lasagna as it
could hold...or more.  She picked up the phone.  "Yes, hello?"

"Hello, this is officer Jenny.  Is this Mrs. Ketchum, Ash Ketchum's mother?"

"Yes..."

"I'm afraid we have some bad news for you, ma'am," Officer Jenny said.

"Goodness gracious--has anything happened to my son?" she asked in a worried tone.

"Yes, you see, we've locked him up...him and some of his friends."

"What?  Why?"

"He's been accused of shoplifting."

"Shoplifting?  I'm sorry, Officer--but my son never has, never did, and never will shoplift or anything as a crime!"

"Well, please come to the police station and tell that to the chief."

Before Mrs. Ketchum could say more, Officer Jenny hung up.


TO BE CONTINUED...