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Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon or its characters. I also
don't own ABBA's music. Author's Notes: After watching that Pokemon episode where Misty
was the star of the underwater ballet in the Cerulean Gym, and going retro
(ex. listening to my parents' ABBA CD), I have come up with another
songfic. Here, Ash and Misty are all grown up, and yes, they've already
gone their separate ways. Just read the fic and enjoy! Super Trouper Misty sat nervously in her dressing room inside of the Cerulean
Gym, thinking. It had been years since she had returned home. But
it turns out that as soon as she came back, her sisters had convinced her to
once again become the star in their underwater ballet. For a while, she was happy, really happy, just to go out, swim
around with all the other water-type pokemon and play a part that she
enjoyed. But soon, it seemed that she was like a goldfish swimming
aimlessly in a bowl. Then, she discovered that she could sing. Her voice
serenading sweetly, she now performed underwater with the breath mask on, so
that she could sing instead of having one of her sisters narrate the scene. She had achieved happiness again, and more people came to see the
show. With the money they made off the tickets, they expanded the
arena, to accommodate more people. But now, she felt empty and drained. She dreaded going back
out there, being blinded time and time again by the spotlights over the
stage. She sat in front of her dresser, staring at the envelope in her
hands. Sure, she had always gotten fan mail, but this letter was
special. The envelope had the picture of a smiling Pikachu on the back,
and was sealed with the same smiling Pikachu sticker. Misty hoped that the author of the letter would be who she hoped
it would be. After all these years, he seemed like a distant memory of
happier and simpler days. She opened the envelope and took out the folded paper
inside. She opened it up to only see more Pikachus bordering the
page. Misty smiled to herself. After deeply reading the letter,
he said that he would try to visit one of her shows, if she had the time for
him. And it was signed, Ash Ketchum, along with a paw print from his
companion. A knock at the door knocked Misty out of her reminisce. Her
sister, Daisy, stuck her head through the door. "Like, Misty,
we're getting ready for the show. Why don't you run through some
practice scales before the show, okay?" "Yes, Daisy. I'll warm up," Misty replied
absent-mindedly. As soon as her sister closed the door, Misty turned on
the radio resting on the dresser. "Super Trouper beams are gonna blind me, Misty had heard of this oldies song, knowing the rest of the
words, she started to sing along with the bouncy and chiming melody. "I was sick and tired of everything *Knock knock* Surprised, Misty turned off the radio and whipped
around to face the door. "Yes?" A young stagehand stuck her head through the door.
"Miss Misty, it's almost curtain time," was all she said before she
disappeared. Misty sighed as she checked her long red hair, costume and fins,
and left to greet the awaiting audience. But this time, she felt a hope
in her heart that a certain someone would be in the audience. Throughout the show, Misty scanned the audience, looking for one
familiar face among the crowd. But there were too many people. As
the lights dimmed for intermission, Misty felt empty once again. She sat in the clear tank, or "stage", reclining on a
rock, letting the rest of the song play in her head. "Facing twenty thousand of your friends, As the curtain arose, and Misty focused on the show and faced the
audience again. As the arena emptied, and Misty still hadn't seen him.
Defeated, she was ready to swim out of the tank and go back stage. She
dove underneath the water and swam around the watery set with Horsea, Stamie,
Staryu, and the rest of her water pokemon keeping her company. She stared at the fake ocean floor as she swam in circles.
But a faint tapping at the side of the tank caught her attention. Misty's heart skipped a beat as she turned her head to see both
of them! Ash, looking all grown up, and Pikachu, looking no older than
the day she met him, had their faces pressed up against the clear wall of the
tank, and were waving and smiling at her. Frantically, and happily, she swam to the surface. He tried
to clamber to the top of the tank so that he could greet her. The rest
of that song played in her head as she went to him. "So I'll be there when you arrive, How funny, she was swimming to the lights instead of trying to
get away from them. Ash picked Misty up as she burst out of the water
to the surface. They hugged each other, feeling complete. "Tonight the THE END Additional Author's Notes: It was time that I got back to
Pokemon, since my first fanfic was about Brock (Heart of Lead, Heart of Gold
Part 1, Part 2). I hope that you enjoyed reading this songfic. I
had just gotten out of a case of writer's block (and out of a pile of homework),
so sorry if this seemed a bit out of tune (pun intended) to you. Please
tell me what you think, I enjoy the comments and the criticism. |