Day
3- “Old :VS: New!”
Cast:
Host: Rachel
Brock
Misty
Ash
Tracey
::Audience cheers::
Rachel: Konnichiwa! Welcome to my show! I’m your host,
Rachel! Today our topic is “Old :VS: New.” In the
beginning, Ash and Misty traveled with a breeder and former Gym
Leader, Brock. At the end of that season, he had left and stayed
with- ::tried hard not to say name:: this... woman who was a
professor.
She turns quickly to Brock who was just fine.
Rachel::sighs:: So, Ash and Misty continued into the Orange
Islands and met... Tracey ... Who just invited himself!!
But that remained undecided because the safety of a lost baby
Lapras was more important. Sad to say, I was along with all of
that and... Oh, nevermind. Sitting in these seats are Brock and
Tracey. In a short while, there will be a contest held to
determine who’s better. The “old”, Brock? Or the
“new” Tracey? Will Brock prove that old beats new any
day? Or will Tracey knock out the old and in with the new? Um..
no.
Man in audience: Come on! Get on with it already!
Tracey: I love her! You can’t talk to her like that!
Brock and Rachel have a sweatdrop.
Rachel: Shut up or get out.. Allright, continuing on. Now Brock’s
back and ready for The Johto League, Johto League Championships
and the 4th movie.. ahem!.. Premearing Fall 2002!!!
::Audience cheers::
Rachel: Buuut.. We won’t get into that right now..
And Tracey’s not gonna be in it! Oh, wait.. yeah 2
seconds in the end.. ah, ::blows raspberry:: Who cares..?
Brock: Nobody!
Rachel: Right!
Tracey: Hey!
Rachel/Brock: Ha ha!
Tracey: =(
::Audience laughs::
Rachel: Ooh! Ooh! I got one! This is one of the 101 ways to get
rid of Tracey!
Brock: Ooh! What’s it this time?
Rachel: Throw him in a dumpster, lock it and roll it down a hill
toward an ocean!
Everyone except Tracey laughs.
Brock: Yeah! That was a good one!
Rachel: Man, I could go on all day!
Brock: Too bad it’s only an hour show...
Tracey sniffles.
Rachel::looks at Tracey:: Hmm? Aw, What’s the matter Tracey?
You got your feelings hurted?
Tracey: No.. I’m fine.
Rachel: Good! Let’s continue! First, we had our fun by
mocking him. Now, let’s see if Brock can beat him in a game!
Brock::curious::
What kind of game?
Tracey::scared:: Yeah.. What kind of game?!
Rachel: A game of wits and knowledge. And a bit of common sense.
But with Tracey, it’s not so common !
Tracey: Hmph!
Rachel: I will ask both of you questions and you will buzz in
with the correct answer!
Tracey: With what?
Rachel: This! You dummy!
Two podiums pop up in front of Brock and Tracey.
They stand up and walk over to them.
Rachel has her own podium and she walks over to hers across from
them.
Rachel: Allright, let’s start. First, if you’d look,
there is a buzzer on top. It is to be used for-
::buzz-buzz-buzz-buzz::
Rachel: Tracey! Stop!!
Tracey: Fine...
Rachel: And in front, there is a screen that shows how many
points you will have.
They look down and see a lighted zero.
Brock: How do we earn points?
Rachel: By answering the questions. There will be... ::look at
cards:: 5 questions. The one who gets the most points in the end
is the winner!
Tracey: What if there is a tie?
Rachel::narrows eyes:: There can’t be a tie! That’s
why there are 5 questions!
Tracey: Oh...
Rachel: Okay. Enough stupid stuff.. First question! ::reads
card:: How old are you?
::Tracey buzzes in::
Rachel::dull:: Yes... Tracey?
Tracey: Ooh! Ooh! I know that answer! Is it Wyoming?!
Everyone has sweatdrops.
Rachel falls down.
Tracey: Ooh! I gotta sketch this!! ::grabs notebook and pencil::
Brock::hits him:: Don’t you dare!
Rachel::gets back up, sighs:: All right... Brock, how old are
you?
Brock: I’m 15.
Rachel: Ha! See? Brock older and he gets one point!
*DING*
::Number one lights up on Brock’s podium::
::Audience cheers::
Tracey: Huh? Hey, wait! ::wines:: I don’t understand!
Rachel: You’re too young...
Tracey: Huh? I’m 13!
Rachel: Whatever.. Next question!
Tracey grumbles.
Rachel: Shut up.. ::reads card to self:: Heh heh. How many Pokémon
has Ash caught and/or released during his whole Pokémon journey?
::eyes Brock:: Trick.... question..
Brock lifts one eyebrow in question.
Tracey’s counting to himself.
Rachel::smirks:: Don’t be afraid to use your toes too,
Tracey!
Tracey::looks up::Really? Yay! ::grabs foot and unlaces shoe::
Rachel: NO! I was only joking! Don’t!
The second he takes his shoe off, everyone covers their nose and
mouth from the horrible stench.
Audience::moans:: Oh!
Brock runs toward Rachel to hide behind her podium.
Rachel/Brock: TRACEY! PUT YOUR SHOE BACK ON!!
Rachel: You’re gonna kill the audience!
Brock: Too...late..
Rachel looks toward Brock and then the dead audience.
Rachel: Ah!! Tracey! You killed our only audience!!
Tracey::looks
up:: Huh? Somebody say something?
Brock: Nevermind...
Tracey takes off his sock as well.
Rachel: NO!! NOT THE SOCK!!
Brock: UGH! I’m gonna throw up!...
Tracey: Quit talking ! I’m almost there!
2...uh...3....5...No wait..!
Rachel: Oh, man! Someone open the door! Window! Air vent!
Anything!
Brock::looks around, sees emergency exit:: Ah! I’m gonna
make a run for the exit and open the door!
Rachel: No! You’ll never make it! What if you don’t
come back?
::looks into his eyes::
::Romantic music plays::
Brock::heroically:: Then if I don’t come back, ::takes her
hands:: I’ll die a man...
He puts his arms around Rachel, pulls her close to his body and
kisses her.
Rachel::let’s go:: Go, now. And I will always remember you
like this...
Brock: And I, you...
::Music stops, record scratches::
Rachel: Go and open the door!
Brock covers his nose and mouth with his shirt, gets up and runs
toward the door. He pushes it, but it doesn’t open.
Brock::muffled:: It won’t open! It’s stuck!
Rachel: Ram it!!
Brock charges his body against the door, one, two, three times.
Stepping back a bit, he kicks it and it finally gives. He goes
outside and puts a block on the door to hold it open. He rubs his
shoulder and tries to get the foul smell off the stage.
The audience comes back to life as Brock re-enters the stage.
Rachel gets up again and goes over to Tracey.
Rachel: Tracey!!
She grabs his shoe and hits him 3 times in the head.
Tracey: Ow! Ow! Ow! What was that for?!
Rachel: For being born! Now, can we continue?!
Brock and Rachel go back to their designated podiums.
Tracey stands up too, after putting his shoe back on.
Rachel: Ok! The question was... something about Ash’s Pokémon...
and how many there are... let go.. Blah blah...
::Brock buzzes in::
Rachel: Ya, Brock?
Brock: He had a Butterfree, Haunter, Charizard, Squirtle, Pigeot,
Primeape. He gave a Beedrill to Casey.. uh... Had a Raticate...
Almost said bye to Pikachu... Uh.. I guess that’s it?
*BUZZ*
::Audience aw’s in disappointment::
Rachel::sighs:: Sorry, Brock. I’m afraid it’s wrong...
::Tracey buzzes in::
Rachel::thinks:: Jynx! ::outloud:: Tracey?..
Tracey: He had a Lapras, too and he let it go before we got to
Pallet... ::dreamily:: and saw Professor Oak! ::glittery eyes::
Oohh...!
*DING*
Rachel: That’s right... 1 point for Tracey...
::Number one shows up on his podium::
Tracey: HA! I’m gonna win her heart!
Brock: Not a chance, loser!
Rachel::hesitantly:: Cool it, guys.. ::reads card:: Question 3:
Name the Pokémon that has its name spelled backwards and
forwards... Heh. Here’s a hint: One of the Old Pokémon..
::Brock and Tracey buzz in at the same time::
Rachel: Uh... The one who was first?..
Brock/Tracey: It’s EEVEE in English!
*DING*
Rachel: Yeah, that’s correct. Bu who gets....? Oh, well. 1
point for you both...
::Number 2’s light up on both podiums::
Brock/Tracey: No! My point!
Rachel: Quit acting like a bunch of babies!
They both quiet down, ready for the next question.
Rachel::reads:: Question 4: ... Yeesh.. Name the two “Mysterious”
or “Hidden” Pokémon in Old and Gold and Silver.
::Brock quickly buzzes in::
Rachel: Brock.
Brock: Mew and Celebi.
*DING*
Rachel: Correct!
::Audience cheers::
::Number 3 lights up on Brock’s podium::
Tracey::wines,
pounds podium:: No! No! No!
Rachel: Shut up, Tracey...
Tracey wines like a puppy dog.
Brock::a bit irritated:: Shut up.. Tracey..!
Rachel: Okies! Final question! Brock’s in the lead with
three points and Tracey has two- oh, well who cares? Last
question is: What is in the... GS BALL !!?!?
Everyone looks at her, stunned.
Rachel::drops cards::.... The GS Ball... ::falls to knees,
thinks:: No way... I.. I can’t give that information out...
Not just yet... Grr.. ::outloud:: OK! Who’s writing these
things anyway!?!?
Backstage-
Pikachu and Sparks are holding index cards and a marker.
They both snicker.
Onstage-
Rachel::sighs:: Ok, Just answer the question...
Brock: I don’t know...
Tracey: Neither do I...
Rachel::gets up:: Good! Wait till the 4th movie!
::Everyone aw’s in disappointment::
Rachel: Whatever.. Okay! The points are added up and the winner
is Brock with 3 points!
::Audience cheers::
Rachel: Congrats! You’ve proven that the old beats the new
anyday!
Tracey::mad:: Not fair! That’s not fair! He cheated!
Brock: No. I won fair and square!
Tracey: No! You cheated! Cuz she helped you, because you’re
stupid!
Brock: Hey! I’m not the one who has to count on his toes and
who’s feet smell like I stepped in raw fish and limburger
cheese and hasn’t taken a shower in years!
Tracey: Hey! You-You guys are mean! First, you’re plotting
against me. Then, you hit me with a fire extinguisher, now this!!
Rachel/Brock:
So?
Tracey: So?! I demand some respect!
Rachel: Yeah! But you don’t deserve it! Ha ha!
::Audience laughs::
Tracey::quietly:: I just know... you’re laughing with me...
Mom said they do..
Brock: “Laughing with you?!”
Rachel: Ha ha! Translation- “My son’s a loser
and I’m trying not to laugh ‘with’ him
myself!”
::Audience laughs::
Rachel: What? You’re Mommy dress you, too? You need help
dressing yourself in the morning?
Tracey::quietly, irritated:: No...
Brock: Oh, come on, Tracey! Admit it! You’re an idiot!
Tracey: Grr... I’m not an idiot! You’re an idiot!
Brock: Hey! Wait a second! Who are we making fun of here!?
Tracey: ME!! ...... wait a sec....
::Audience laughs::
Rachel/Brock::laughing:: Oh, my god! This is hilarious!
Rachel::laughing:: Priceless! I haven’t had this much fun
since I came up with the ways and reasons to get rid of him!! HA
HA!!
Brock::laughing:: Yeah! Got that right!
Tracey looked teary eyed, but his clenched fist looked like he
was going to explode with anger.
He looks at them.
Rachel and Brock were still laughing with a few tears.
Tracey: Grr...! AHH! ::runs toward Brock, furiously::
Brock looks up from laughing and sees the on-coming Tracey.
Tracey pounces on Brock, knocking him over and starts pounding on
his shoulders.
::Audience gasps::
Rachel: Get off him!!
Brock: Hey! What the-
Tracey: Shut up!! I love Rachel and you’re not going to stop
me! I’ll bust you up so bad that-
Rachel::grabs Tracey’s arms:: Tracey! Stop it! Please..! Don’t
do it! Now get off!
Tracey looks at her and gets off Brock.
Brock: Ugh...
Rachel: Are you okay?!
Brock: My shoulders are throbbing...
::gets up with help from Rachel::
Rachel::looks up at Tracey:: Tracey! What are you doing?! I can’t
believe you! ::hard sigh:: Can’t we discuss this in a decent
approach!?
Brock/Tracey: Fine...
Rachel pushed Tracey into a chair and takes one herself as Brock
does, too.
She picks up a microphone.
Rachel: We are going to discuss this in a reasonable fashion! No
more fights!
The two boys nod their heads.
Rachel::sighs:: All right... ::into microphone:: Will Ash and
Misty please come out on stage? Everyone, welcome Ash and Misty.
Ash and Misty quickly come out on stage.
::Audience cheers::
Ash: We heard it was getting rough out here...
Misty: And we were going to come out anyways...
Rachel: Thanks, guys. Now, do you think you can host while we
talk this over?
Misty: Sure!
Rachel: Great! Thanks! ::gets up, hands her microphone::
She then sits in a chair between Tracey and Brock.
Misty: Alright. Hey everyone! “Old:VS:New” has changed
a bit. Now, we’re going to talk about what caused all this!
Rachel, why don’t you start?
Rachel: It all started when Brock left... I knew he would leave a
few weeks ahead. We said our sad goodbyes the night before. Then
meeting Tracey- who just invited himself!- I knew he was just
trying to take Brock’s place. So, I hated him and ignored
him and got mad because he was always in the way!
Tracey: No way! You were just pretending to get mad at me! I knew
you loved me from the first time we met.
Rachel: No... So SHUT UP!
Tracey: See?
Rachel::clenches her fist:: Aw, jeeze! His brain’s too small
to comprehend..
Tracey: What? Too many big words...
Ash: Ok... Brock, tell us what happened with you?
Brock: Like Rachel said, we said our sad goodbyes the night
before, hoping it wouldn’t be as bad the next morning, the
decision why I stayed with..... ::get blue under eyes::
Misty: Then why did you leave?!
Brock sighs.
Rachel puts a hand on his shoulder.
Rachel: It’s okay, Brock.... It’ll be allright...
Ash/Misty: You mean you know!?
Rachel: Yeah... He-
Brock covers her mouth quickly and they both fall backwards with
her chair.
Brock: No! Don’t say it please!
Rachel: But I thought you said they’d have to know the truth
sometime!
Brock: If you tell, or make me tell, I’ll make you
tell everyone what’s in the GS Ball!!
Rachel::grabs, removes hand:: You wouldn’t dare!!
Brock:... Or would I....?
Rachel:
...Fine....
They both get up, fix the chairs and sit down again.
Misty: Allright, continuing on...
Ash: Tracey, how do you feel about this?
Tracey: I think Rachel should dump Brock and come with me!
Ash and Misty have sweatdrops.
Rachel and Brock narrow their eyes.
Tracey: I’ve always loved you! And I know, you feel the same
way!
::hugs her::
Rachel: No, Tracey! ::sighs:: I.... DO....NOT.....LIKE....YOU....!!!
Tracey: I know..... You love me! ::hugs her tighter::
Rachel:Wha-ha! Ack! He’s squeezing my ribs! ::pushes him off
her, stands up:: Look, Tracey ! There are a million ways
why I don’t like you!
Tracey: ....what?....
Rachel: For one thing, a relationship has to work both ways for
it to work out. Also, you don’t hit the one you love
if they won’t do what you want them to do! ::a tear falls
down her cheek::
Brock: ............... WHAT!?
Rachel covers her mouth looking at Tracey sobbing a bit.
Tracey is silent.
Rachel::faint whisper:: You just don’t do it........ ::shakes
head slowly and sits down::
Tracey gulps, still looking at Rachel.
Rachel::turns to Brock:: If you’ve been wondering why I have
been ignoring you or appear afraid.. is this.. Tracey... hit..
me.., because I wouldn’t like him or go out with him... or
something farther than that...
Brock: He... hurt... you..?
Rachel nods.
Brock: Tracey! Why, you little-
Rachel::stops him:: Brock, please.... Don’t make this worse
than it already is.
Brock: Where did he hurt you?...
Rachel takes off her grey vest and put it over the back of her
chair.
She turns her body to him, holding the bottom of her white shirt.
Rachel: I can’t explain it... Perhaps, it’s better if I
show you instead...
Turning her head away from the camera, she slightly lifts up her
shirt revealing the bottom left side of her ribs.
Ash, Misty, Brock and the audience gasp as they see the black and
blue bruise about the size of a fist.
Misty: Well, when did this happen?!
Rachel: I really don’t want to talk about it..
Ash: That’s okay..
A bunch of questions were going through Brock’s mind. He sat
there silent as Rachel waited for him to respond.
Rachel: Please... Say something...
Brock looks at her. Then gently places his hand on her ribs.
Rachel::gasps in pain:: Ah! No..! Don’t...!
Brock::quickly takes hand away:: I’m sorry! I didn’t
know it was that bad!... I didn’t mean to hurt you...
Rachel::puts
shirt back down, holds side:: I know... It’s okay... It was...
an accident...
Brock::lowers voice:: Did you try to heal it...?
Rachel: Yeah,.. but it didn’t help much... He’s got a
strong arm, he does..
When the ‘mama’s boy’ doesn’t get his way...
Brock: Yeah well... I’m not afraid to show him my
strong arm. And fist, too!
They both look over at Tracey’s chair, noticing he was gone.
Rachel/Brock: Huh? Where is he?
Girl in audience: Look!! There he is!!
Rachel looks toward the door with the exit sign above it and sees
Tracey, inching his way out.
Rachel: Hold it, Tracey!
Tracey stops in his tracks and slowly turns around.
Brock: Get your dumb butt back over here!
He shuffles his way back into his chair.
Brock: What do you have to say for yourself?
Tracey shrugs.
Rachel: Grr... I have had it enough with you, Tracey!
Tracey::meekly:: You mean you do love me...?
Rachel::slowly gets up:: No. I LOATHE you. You are lower than the
scum of the Earth. I wish you ill. Plus Tracey, you... are...
FAT!!
::Audience laughs::
Tracey::gasps:: I’m not fat!! I’m... big boned!
Rachel: NO! You’re FAT! Your shirt doesn’t even
fit or go with your shorts or shoes!
Tracey: Oh, yeah?
Rachel: Yeah! Plus you write stupid poems and you draw funny!
::goes into his pocket and pulls out paper:: Here, Brock. This is
what he’s been writing about me.
::gives paper to Brock::
Brock: Hmm? ::reads:: “I love the way your hair shines in
the afternoon sun. Your eyes are like two marbles?? Your lips I
crave for. Your br-”
::stops reads it to self; eyes wide open; outloud:: I’m not
going to read the rest of this on public TV with little kids
watching!!! Tracey, you’re a perv!
Tracey::grabs paper:: Hey! How’d you know about that?! That’s
mine!
Rachel: I’ve seen you writing it! I’ve seen your sick
journal! And cuz I have my psychic powers... duh! ::points to
head:: Ha ha ha!
Tracey: Grr... You and your stupid powers!
She knocks off the wise cracks and looks at him.
Tracey: You’re so stupid! You have to depend on your “powers”
for everything! You can’t do anything by yourself,
let alone catching ONE small Pokémon!!
Now that I think of it! How could I ever love this LOSER
?! At least MY REAL mom and dad wanted me and didn’t
suffocate themselves just to get away from your ugly face!!
Rachel looks at him hurt and slowly covers her mouth.
He had hit her biggest weak points: being adopted, losing the
rest of her family in an unfortunate death, and her psychic
powers.
Trying to hide the tears, she turns from the camera and everyone,
clutching the mic.
Rachel::slowly turning away, waves hand:: Go.... Go to a
commercial....!!
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As the camera turns off, everyone and the audience is silent as
she runs backstage, handing the mic to Misty.
Brock grips the chair, trying to control his anger.
Brock::gets up fast, heads for Tracey, arms reaching for throat::
I
WILL KILL YOU!!!
Tracey:
Hey! What- ::gags::
Brock: How DARE you say that about her?! You fraud! You
perv! You.. perverted fraud! And if I EVER hear you
talking about her like that OR if I ever see you lay a hand on
her in any way, I will kick your sorry little ASS
into oblivion!!!!
Misty: Oh My God! Did Brock just-
Ash:
Woah...!
Tracey::tries to breathe, grabs his arms:: Hey! What? It was
harmless fun! I didn’t think-
Brock: That’s exactly it!! You didn’t think!!..... You
deserve to die.....!!
Ash: Oh, no! I think Brock’s ready to snap Tracey’s
neck!!
Misty: So?
Ash: Misty!
Misty: Fine... Security!!
Security comes out just as Brock pounces on Tracey and gives him
a punch in the eye.
Tracey: Get him off me!! Get him off!! ::wines and kicks
rapidly::
Audience::chants:: Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!
Meanwhile, in the greenroom, Rachel is watching the whole thing
in awe on the TV as she wipes the tears from her eyes.
Rachel::thinks:: I’ve never seen him like this before...
ever! I’d wish he’d stop...! It hurts too much..! And,
I wish Tracey would go away!
::looks at TV, sighs:: Heh, good thing it’s not on the
air...!
Security
holds Brock back as well as Tracey, too.
Brock had a swollen, bloody lip and a black eye with a bruised,
swollen cheek.
Tracey had a black eye and bloody nose.
The audience was going wild!
Brock: Don’t try running away from me! And don’t you ever
show your ugly face on this show or any other Anime again!!
Tracey: I will be back! You just wait and see!! She’s the
only one I’ve ever loved and the only girl that ever loved
me!!
Brock: The only girl that ever loved you was your MOTHER!!
::Audience, Ash and Misty ooh’s::
Brock: And when you were born, the doctor said “ What the
::beep!:: is this ::beep!:: -ing thing?!” And then he
slapped your mother!!
Audience: YEAH!!
Tracey::looks around:: Shut up! All of you! I will be
back! I’ll be in all of your nightmares tonight and you’ll
never forget the name of TRACEY SKETCHIT again!!
He is still grumbling as he is carted by security off stage and
out the door.
:::Audience cheers wildly::
Misty::calls after him:: They have special padded rooms and
special rubber jackets for where you’re going, Tracey!!
Ash: We won’t miss you!
The other security guard let’s go of Brock as he cools down
and runs backstage to look for Rachel.
Cameraman: Psst! Hey! We can’t run anymore commercials! Ash!
Misty! Do the show!
Ash and Misty look at each other.
Cameraman: Go!
Misty: Welcome back to this fiesty episode of “Old:VS:New”!
Ash: Unfortunetly, the “old” is getting- err.. has
gotten rid of the “new”!
Misty: And to any one who can’t understand Ash, he means
Tracey’s gone! Whoo-hoo!
::Audience cheers wildly::
Ash/Misty::link arms and dance around:: No more Tracey! No more
Tracey!
Backstage-
Brock::opens door, walks in greenroom:: Rach, you in here?
She’s sitting on a block in front of the flat-screen TV with
her head down.
She doesn’t turn around to the sound of his voice.
Brock::closes door, slowly walks toward her, stands in back of
her:: Are you okay?..
She gives a small nod.
Brock::thinks after a while:: Silence is not good....
Rachel::telepathically in his head:: Don’t I know it...
Brock: Rachel, please talk to me. Are you upset about today’s
episode?
Rachel: It didn’t turn out how I thought it would be...
Brock::nods:: I know... It was a surprise to me, too. I didn’t
expect it...
::walks and kneels down in front of her::
Rachel: I know, it was stupid...
Brock: No! It wasn’t! It was a brilliant and smart thing
putting a show together like this! you were so dedicated and
determined to get this straight. More than anything else working
here! Don’t let Tracey ruin it all... ::takes her hands::
Rachel: Yeah, I guess you’re right... ::finally looks up at
him:: Oh my god. Brock your eye! What happened to the left side
of your face?!
::puts right hand on his face:: And your-
Brock: Ow!.. Ehh..
Rachel: Sorry... Did Tracey do this?!
Brock::strains a bit:: Yeah, but it’s nothing! It doesn’t
hurt much! Ow..
Rachel: No, it might be worse than it looks.... Here, hopefully
the pain and swelling will go down.
Her hand glows blue.
Brock::sighs:: That feels much better...
Rachel: That’s good... Even though it’s a bit healed,
we still should get you to a doctor.
Brock nods.
Rachel::smiles:: I feel a lot better than before.
Brock: Me too..
He wipes the blood off his lips and kisses her.
She lets go and hugs him carefully, trying not to hurt him again
and herself.
Rachel: You’re really good at this.
Brock chuckles.
Rachel: And I’m sorry I felt so.... distant from you and
Ash. I really didn’t want to tell you until I was ready.
Plus, it was too much to bear. I hate him... I really do...
Brock: Oh,
honey. That’s alright. I’m glad that you’re okay
and that he didn’t do anything worse.
Rachel: But he tried...
Brock: Did you give in?
Rachel shakes head no.
Brock: Good. Goes to see that you can stand up to him in a
difficult situation.
Rachel: I’m just glad I have you...
All of a sudden, music started to play.
They both turned to the flat-screen in awe.
Showcase music played as Ash, Misty and their Pokémon danced the
Can-Can.
Rachel stared at the flat-screen blankly.
Brock held his head in his hand, sighing.
Rachel: Oh, my.... god...
Brock: Is this on the air?!
She looks toward the light next to the screen.
It was glowing red.
Rachel: Oh, yeah...
On the screen and on stage, Ash and Misty stared to link arms and
dance.
They were improvise singing their own lyrics to the rhythm of the
song:
Ash/Misty:
Now we can
all celebrate-brate
For the guy that we hate
is no longer here!
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da!
Oh, we can-can we be friends
up until the end-end
::shouting into camera:: But NOT WITH TRACEY SKETCHIT!!
Rachel: ......... If I faint, will you catch me?
Brock: You mean if I faint?
Rachel: Sure...
Ash/Misty::song ends:: Hey!
::Audience laughs and applauds::
Misty: We’ll be right back after these messages!
Ash: Stick around!
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As the cameras shut off, Ash and Misty collapse in the chairs and
recall their Pokémon.
Rachel and Brock come back on stage.
The audience cheers.
They both smile from the support of the audience.
Ash: You guys ok?
Rachel::nods:: I feel much better now. Brock, too. I’m just
glad Tracey’s gone...
Ash: Hopefully, he won’t come back!
Misty: I thought you liked him!
Ash: Uh... yeah.
They all sigh.
Misty: Oh, Ash... You’re an idiot.
Ash: I know. ::smiles::
Rachel: We should announce who won... ::looks at Brock::
Brock: Why don’t you do it? The viewers at home have no idea
what’s going on with you!...
Rachel: If they’re still tuned in!... Alright, I’ll
do it..
She takes the mic from Misty and looks at the camera.
Camerman: Go!
Rachel: Welcome back everyone! In case anyone is wondering who
won the contest.... and that undexpected brawl, the winner is
Brock!
::Audience cheers::
Rachel::looks at watch:: Oh, sorry to say that our time is up for
now!
Tune in tomorrow for another topic! See ya!
All: And Sayonara!
The Can-Can music swells out and ends the show.
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Rachel: Yeah-ha! No more Tracey! Whoo-hoo! ::sighs:: A dream come
true... FINALLY!
Ash/Misty/Brock: Yeah!
Rachel::starts to dance with Brock:: No more Tracey! No more
Tracey!
NO... MORE... TRACEY! We are free! Ha ha!
Ash: I haven’t seen her this happy since she came up with
the reasons to get rid of him!
Misty: Right! hey, what’s tomorrow’s topic?
Rachel: I have no idea! Who cares! Whoo-hoo!
Ash: Hmm.. Hey! I know! We can have a party!
Misty: On the show?
Rachel::stops dancing, turns to them:: Yeah! We can celebrate
‘cuz Tracey’s gone!
Brock: Good idea! Hey, Ash! You’re not as brainless as you
look!
Ash: Thanks!
Rachel: Okay! Hey, Misty! We’ll go shopping, get decorations
and everything!!
Misty: Great! Let’s go!