Grandsons and Grandpas

Part 1. The Foretaste of Happiness

As earlier, came back from the “favorite” school little Flay plunged into his room to play his PlayStation Hoenn Adventures game. No matter for 10-year boy that it was his last day at school, that he was in prospect of short summer vacation, that, if it is his day, tomorrow he will be able to travel through all Kanto to get experience and to become a pokemon master or even the Pokemon Champion of Kanto. May be, if he success in pokemon training, he will become the Champion of Hoenn, that is seen from the flat schematic bad quality picture at the screen today.

«Flay,» - came back grandpa called the boy.

For grandpa’s fake Flay could save a game and turn away from the game! Here was his lovely grandpa Ash, the senior Pikachu trainer of Pallet town and Kanto Champion, and also the Champion of one more League. Flay loved his grandpa more than anybody else.

Flay’s parents were too busy people to be with their son, they traveled through over the world, but they didn’t want to become pokemon masters they traded something. And their son lived in their house with the best grandfather of all the world, the old father of mister Ketchum.

Every evening Flay liked to sit on the carpet near the fireplace and listen to grandfathers stories about his childhood, how grandpa met the grandma at Hoenn, he told about his best friend, now the late, Pikachu. Grandpa Ash put in order Pikachu’s tomb more carefully than Haruka’s one. His wife died when she was about 20, and Ash told his grandson that even his son had not remembered his mother because a boy was only 2.

«Hey, grandpa!» – Flay went like a shot from a gun from his room.

Grandpa sat in his old arm-chair and sorted out old notebooks. These notebooks were forever forbidden for Flay, and if he took them he would be whipped by old grandpa’s belt with pokeballs. Really, grandpa had never whipped Flay, he only bluster out his threats. Two Pikachu, a boy and a girl, grandsons or even great-grandsons of faithful Pikachu of grandpa Ash, were playing nearby, faintly thundershocking each one.

«Flay, your 10-year anniversary was a month ago, and now you have finished the primary school.» – Grandpa began.

«And…» - Flay opened a mouth foretasting something really interesting. The boy sat near the arm-chair.

And what a misfortune, Flay didn’t see the little Pikachu-boy and sat on it. Pokemon yelled and thundershocked its offender by really great dose of electricity. Grandpa shrinked, remembering, how much times his friend made the same with him.

«Be carefull with them, they are too touchy!» – With some lecture tone Ash said to shocked grandson.

As a matter of fact, even if Pikachus lived at the Ketchum’s house, but it was forbidden for thundershocking anybody especially Flay. And this occasion happened suddenly, as spontaneous display of pokemon feelings.

«I’ve learned it.» – Flay forced himself to speak, clasping offended Pikachu to his bosom and patting it on the back.

Grandpa realized that Flay is out of shock and continued speaking about their business.

«So, Flay, you are in that age when you can see all the beauty of our world by your own eyes, not from this stupid picture at monitor!»

«Grandpa Ash, are you really thinking that I can?» – Blurted out the happy grandson.

«If you have not try, you will not be able!» – Thus Ash spoke to Flay.

Flay dropped his eyes, so that he was looking on offended Pikachu’s head.

«But… Grandpa Ash… I’ve never tried to train pokemon, I’ve never took parn in battles, I’ve never…»

Grandpa embraced the grandson and said to him:

«Your power and strength of your pokemon are not too important, the number of faitened foe’s pokemon is not too important, the time you are training is also not too important. The real pokemaster differs from the amateur by the way he is living with his pokemon. The real pokemaster is living by one soul and feelings with their pokemon. And while you have not felt it, no even the powerful Tyranitar’s strength will help you to win even the tiny Caterpie.»

It seemed that Flay was too frightened by these words. Is it true that he must become so wise person by so short time? Horrible!

«Don’t be afraid,» - Ash calmed his grandson, «Nobody can learn it from the first time. When I was 10 I was a complete blunderer…

The last Ash’s phrase made Flay quiet and laughing.

«Ok, go to your bed, you should sleep a lot today, and don’t sleep the time when you should be at the Oak’s lab to get the start pokemon and the trainer license.»

Inspired Flay ran to his room to gather his clothes. So he wanted sleep enough the last time. Tomorrow the great trip waited for him, the trip which will open the whole world to a kid. Excites grandpa was not sleeping the whole night, his dream came true, he saw the grandson becoming a pokemon trainer. Ash gathered all the useful subjects that Flay might take to the trip.

Hey, dudes, I suppose you will like this story about “Pokemon” characters grandsons. Flay is the first, all the others grandsons are coming soon ^__^ Wait for updates! The history of this story creation is simple. I was sitting online and speaking about Journeys fanfics, lots of them are written, but there was no about Ash’s children and grandchildren, and I decided to fill the empty place =^_^=

Russian Meowth

11.10.2003