Austin, a die-hard Pokémon fan, is disenchanted with the series' direction post-Sinnoh. After a typical late-night binge-watch, he drifts off to sleep, only to wake up in an unimaginable reality: he is Ash Ketchum, and today is the morning his legen...
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"Shut up!" Jessie snapped, hurling a rock at a cluster of Pidgeys that scattered into the early morning sky. Her frustration echoed through the clearing as the flying types flapped away hurriedly.
James groaned awake, the discomfort evident on his face as he uncurled from his makeshift bed on a tree branch. Sleeping on such uneven surfaces was always a nightmare, and he could feel every aching muscle protesting as he tried to stretch.
"I can't believe we were beaten by a stupid kid in a paper bag," Jessie growled repeatedly, her annoyance simmering with each repetition. Neither Meowth nor James had the energy or the desire to calm her down, especially not first thing in the morning.
"Hey, dere's a message from headquarters," Meowth announced as he brandished an R-shaped phone. "All Team Rocket personnel have been issued a command from the executives to find an Eevee currently hiding in the Viridian Forest. Any operative dat succeeds in capturing this Eevee will be granted apprenticeship under an executive."
Jessie and James's jaws dropped in unison, their earlier irritation quickly replaced by a surge of excitement. This could be their chance at redemption.
"This message was sent an hour ago," Meowth added with a sly smile, watching as excitement practically bubbled over in his companions.
"Majority of the operatives will be here in about 20 minutes to an hour," James estimated, trying to calculate their advantage over the others. The urgency of the situation was clear.
"Come on, we have to find this Eevee and get our deserved promotion!"
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Austin was in the midst of a cheerful morning, making breakfast in the open air. His task was simple: whip up some pancakes using store-bought mixes that required just a bit of water. However, his morning took a slight turn when he tried to flip a pancake too enthusiastically and ended up splashing hot butter onto himself. "Ouch!" he exclaimed, wincing from the minor burn.
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His Pokémon—Pikachu, Rattata, and Spearow—were momentarily distracted from their berry appetizers, exchanging curious glances over his mishap.
"I did it!" Austin cheered as he successfully placed his first pancake on a plate, but as he reached for the batter to make another, there was a sudden clatter. Everyone turned to see the plate mysteriously sliding across the flat rock as if the pancake had been snatched up swiftly.
