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Brock: Unwound [Rated PG-13]
Katsuro's Quick Guide-
Rating ? PG-13
-Because ? Sexual references...oops...
Type ? One Shot
Author Notes ? Here's the explanation you've been waiting years to hear! XD About why Brock goes blue every time he hears Professor Ivy's name of course.
"A PIKACHU!" A boy squealed in excitement.
"Yes Ash...you were too late to get anything else!" Standing behind a pikachu was an old professor.
A young boy turned off the TV and sat back down on the coach. He was wearing faded baggy jeans that matched his grungy shirt. Anyone that looked at him could immediately tell he'd just come in from outside. Like his pants, Gerry's hair was faded too. Blonde to the point of white, it was shaggy and rather unkempt. Small black-rimmed glasses finished off his look.
"Will they EVER stop trying to show these stupid Pok?mon re-runs?!" His dunsparce giggled.
Sighing, Gerry got back up and went downstairs into his mom's labratory. Various scientific equipment littered the room. But overall, pieces of paper invaded everywhere. Some had huge, detailed analaysises and some only had a single note jotted down in Professor Ivy's handwriting.
When he was bored, Gerry loved this place. It provided an endless supply of exploring for two reasons. One being that it was an enormous underground basement turned lab, and two that it was always being updated with new papers, pok?mon, and other things Gerry didn't always comprehend.
The little 8 year old made straight for the rows of pokemon cages in the back. He always wondered why his mom said "Cages" when they were really quite accomadating to their residents.
Today he found a previously unnoccupied pokemon cage filled. A large raticate growled at him menacingly.
"Come'on buddy! Do you wanna play ball?"
Gerry reached out and picked up a ball he always left on the research table. His mom let him play with whatever she had caught.
"Here! Try to catch that!" Gerry threw the ball towards the raticate.
"Ermph!" The raticated bit the ball and threw it out of the cage. Instead of throwing it back at Gerry though, the ball sailed across the room...landing by the filing cabinets.
"Let's go dunsparce...we'll try once more with this tough one..."
The two set off to get their ball. Its brilliant red color made it easy to see, so Gerry knew at once where it was, wedged between the files and the wall.
Taking his time, Gerry bent down and retrieved the ball. But something caught his eye.
"Wha...?" Lying on its side was a mini-disc. Filled with curiousity, he picked it up.
Soon Gerry was on the computer and had booted up the disc. It contained an mp3, which made him even more curious. Opening the file, he checked the volume and pushed play.
At first there was the sound of fumbling, then panting. He could hear snips of his mothers voice...and a man he didn't recognize. This continued for awhile, until there was silence.
"So..." The man panted, "This is why you let me stay?"
His mother laughed and responded, "Nope! You're just such a good house cleaner! If you would've stayed for this, I'd have kicked you out long ago!"
There was a moment of stunned silence.
"Really?" It was the man again.
"Really. Now clean up my desk if you would..."
"You know what? I thought you loved me!"
His mom laughed, "Sorry Brock! There's always Nurse Joy. I heard she was pretty easy-"
"GERRY!"
Gerry spun around in the swivel chair to face his mom, "Ummm..."
"Why were you listening to that tape of Brock and I?!"
"I just found it behind the filing cabinets! Sorry!"
Professor Ivy strode over and closed the window. She looked crossly at her son.
"I don't want you to speak of this again!"
"Sorry...mom..." Gerry remembered Brock. He had been their maid for awhile, until he got in a fight with his mom and left hurriedly.
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