Broken Bonds
A Pokémon FanFic by Electric Spoink


	It was a cool, moist day in the Orange Islands, where Brock was living 
happily with Professor Ivy. He stood out on the balcony over the ocean, after 
having finished the day’s chores. “Hmm,” he mumbled thoughtfully to himself. 
“I wonder where Ash is.” Then the Pokémon Breeder smiled warmly. “Probably 
off to save the world or something. He always had crazy dreams… I’ll bet he’s 
doing well though.”
	Brock was correct. However, he was also wrong. For, you see, Ash wasn’t 
saving the world, although he was doing well. In fact, he was on his way to 
see Brock right now. He had excellent news.
	
Meanwhile, on the ferry…
	
	Ash stared lovingly at his new wife. He admired her flowing red hair, 
those beautiful blue eyes… And that funny yellow blouse. She never seemed to 
take that thing off. But still, she was glad to be his and he was glad to be 
hers.
	“Hey Mist, what do you suppose Brock’s been up to?”
	Misty turned away from the laundry she was hanging up to dry on a 
clothesline.
	“I’m not sure Ash, probably just cleaning and learning from Professor 
Ivy.”
	“Pika Pi-Pikachu,” agreed the little yellow mouse.
	“Pi pi pi pichu,” squeaked Pikachu’s three furry children. He had met 
the love of his life in Johto, a newly-evolved Raichu with well-groomed 
orange fur, and had had children. However, before Raichu had a chance to help 
take care of the children, it was greatly wounded by a wild Poochyena. It 
survived, but it had to be hospitalized for almost a year. As much as he 
wanted to stay by Raichu’s side, he had to go with Ash. He promised that they 
could visit again sometime.
	“Yeah, I bet he’ll be so excited to see us again after these four long 
years,” Said Ash. “I bet your Pichu would like to see their uncle too, huh 
Pikachu?”
	“Pika-pi!” Replied the electric mouse.
	At this point in their conversation they heard a quiet ‘Ding’ sound. 
“Attention passengers,” the ship’s captain announced, “We’ve arrived at 
Valencia Island.”
	“Alright!” Cheered Ash. “We’re here! Here we come, Brock!” He tugged 
Misty’s sleeve playfully. “Come on!”