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A/N- So what has it been? 6 months? 2 years? Honestly I can’t say. In my perusing I figured I needed to finish this story. I started it, and I don’t think it sucks quite as much now. Maybe someone read the first two parts and was like “poo. Its not finished.” And then later that same person came back, let’s say 3 months later, and said “poo. Mr. Eat the Bunny, throw yourself out of a window.” Quite frankly I don’t want to do that. It hurts. A lot. So as an act of self defense, on with the story!

Above the Unfortunately Blue Sky- Part 3

Bzzzzzzzzt. Bzzzzzzzt! BZZZZZZZZT!

Ash’s alarm clock got louder and louder as he continued to lie in bed pretending not to hear it’s unwelcome “good morning.” He groaned as he stretched his tattooed left arm out from under his soft, warm covers to push the demented machine off the bedside table. The crash of splintering plastic and electronics was like a mother’s lullaby for the sleeping boy. Moments later a thunderwave from an impatient, yellow mouse lifted that veil. “Damn, Pikachu. You’re a jerk. How did you get in here anyway?” Ash grumbled while sitting up and rubbing his face.

“Pi.” It pointed to the door with a key hanging from the deadbolt.

“Gee, Sally. The special treatment isn’t necessary.” Ash swallowed dry sarcastically savoring the taste of morning mouth. “Ok. Fine. Bullies always get their way. Remember that and I’m sure you’ll live a fulfilling life, rat.”

“Chaaaa.” It waved off his snide remarks and bounded off the bed and out of the room.

“Ooh yeah. Continental breakfast.” Ash climbed out of bed and pulled on his pants and black T-shirt. Shuffling from the room he closed the door and took the key with him. The hall was empty and so was the lobby, all uncommon for the pokemon center of a bustling metropolis at 9 A.M. on a Saturday morning. He paused and looked around. The table was set out with coffee, OJ, fruit, bread, and all that other cheap stuff. Some compliment. “Who am I to complain? Beggars can’t be choosers and all that.” So Ash started off filling his grumbling stomach.

A little while later after he’d had his fill Sally came in yawning behind the front desk. “Oh good morning, Ash. Sleep well?”

“Sure. Thanks. I’d ask the same to you, but I think I already know the answer. Rough night?”

“No. Not really. I’m just not a morning person.” Her eyelids hung at half-mast, and Ash nodded knowingly laughing a bit as he did so. Sally’s complexion reddened a wee bit at this. “I… I checked the computer this morning,” she stammered trying to change the flow of conversation, “and it seems that you had 5 pokemon stored in the lockers here they’ve been frozen in their for quite some time. I was wondering if you wanted them back.”

A glint of longing was in Ash’s eyes when he nodded, but he was grinning by the time Sally returned with a tray of his old friends. It really had been too long. “Do you mind if I let them out in here?” Ash asked.

“Oh go right ahead. I don’t see anyone who could possibly mind.” Motioning to the two vacant corridors.

In a flash of glowing, red light Ash’s 5 other pokemon emerged from their balls. Almost before she materialized Chikorita leapt onto Ash hugging him mercilessly. The others peeved over having been cooped up so long were less enthusiastic. Ash looked at them all, regret sagging his demeanor. “I’m so sorry everyone. It’s been too long.” They all nodded in agreement. Ash sighed. He knew whatever was coming he truly deserved. “I know there’s nothing that could come even close to justifying what I did. It was irresponsible as a trainer and as a friend. I’m sorry and I hope you can forgive me.” Tossing resentment into swift-moving water they pilled on their unfortunate trainer as they greeted him in the only way they knew. Through the pile off tissue Ash met eyes with Pikachu. “If only they knew the shit we’ve been through. I just don’t have the heart to tell them. They don’t deserve to know the low-life their trainer has become. But they won’t have to. That bum is dead, he never even existed.”

“Damn.” Sally said to herself. “If I were those pokemon, I’d have kicked his ass. Who is this guy? No way am I letting this one slip through my fingers.

A/N- Poo. Well I wanted a big chapter done tonight but this teaser will have to do. I updated the first two for your reading pleasure, I think. Ah but damn. I am disappointed at how short this one is. But its just to let you know that I am getting back to the story. So if there actually was a fan out their… well I’ll probably just crush your hopes again. Sorry. Oh and I really haven’t decided what other pokemon I wanted Ash to have yet so bare with me.