Pokemon Indigo League Stories Part 2

Camping

" AAAAAAAAASH?!"

" WHAT?"

" WHERE ARE YOU?"

" AT THE TENT WHY?"

" BECAUSE I CAN'T SEE YOU!"

" THEN WHAT DO YOU THINK I AM INVISIBLE?"

" NO I JUST CAN'T FIND YOU!"

" JUST FOLLOW YOUR FOOTPRINTS!"

" WHAT FOOTPRINTS?!"

" WHAG DO YOU MEAN?"

" I... I CAN'T SEE MINE!"

" YOU DIDN'T MAKE FOOTPRINTS?!"

" NO?"

" USE EEVEE TO GUIDE YOU HERE!"

" OKAY!"

Gary winced as he walked with sticks in his hand. " Boy you and Dimples are loud."

Ash Shrugged. " It's natural."

" If you say so. Hey, did you bring the lighter?"

" Yeah! I brought lights!" Ash too out fairy lights from his bag

Gary blinked. " Ash, I said a lighter."

" Yeah. Here are the lights."

Gary sighed. " Kid, I said lighter. Not light."

" What's the difference?"

Gary groaned. " Great. We're camping and we have no lighter out in the middle of nowhere."

Then he asked wearily, " did you at least bring the matches?"

Ash took out boxing gloves. " Yeah! I got Pikachu and me gloves in case you wanted to have a boxing match!"

Gary stared at Ash, his face blank with disbelief. "Ash... we're in the middle of nowhere. We're trying to survive here, not have a boxing match."

Ash, unfazed, grinned widely. "Well, you never know! I thought it might be fun!" He tossed the boxing gloves over his shoulder as if they were the most natural thing to bring on a camping trip.

Gary sighed, rubbing his temples. "Forget the boxing gloves, Ash. We need to start a fire to cook dinner, and we don't have a lighter or matches." He glanced at the fairy lights Ash had pulled out. "Lights are great, but we can't exactly roast marshmallows with fairy lights."

Ash paused for a moment, his brow furrowing in thought. "Well, we could just use Pikachu's Thunderbolt to start a fire, right?"

Pikachu's ears perked up at the mention of his name, looking excited, but then he glanced at Gary, who looked like he might implode from frustration.

Gary blinked slowly. "Ash, I don't think Pikachu should just randomly start a fire with his electricity. Do you want the entire forest to catch fire?"

Ash scratched his head, a sheepish grin forming on his face. "Okay, maybe not the forest... But we could figure something out. We just need to get creative!"

Then he sighed and yelled, "Wisty, do you need help finding your way over here?"

Wisty's frustrated voice rang out in reply, "YES! I told you, I can't see my footprints, and I'm lost in the fog!"

Gary glanced at Ash, shaking his head. "You've got more problems to worry about than a campfire, kid."

Ash gave a carefree shrug. "Eh, that's just another day in the life of an adventurer, right?"

Gary wasn't sure if he should be impressed by Ash's optimism or completely exasperated with it. "Fine, let's just deal with the fire situation first, and then we'll help Wisty not get lost in a cloud of fog."