Great Things Come in Small Packages.

[AnnekaLily]

Ages:

Ash: 16

Misty: 17

Brock: 23

Brittany: 23

(In the lounge area of bedsit 16A&B of the Pokémon centre in Mussels City, in the western Johto Region, oh the way to Pewter)

Ash: (looks at the calendar in his Pokédex) Two months till Christmas Pikachu

Pikachu: Pika!

Misty: I’m still suffering from the summer.

Ash: you’re still miffed at me fore tossing water over you while you were wearing that light pink bikini. (Starts to laugh) How could I forget! (Misty eyes Ash angrily as she turns around, he backs off) I’ll take that as a yes.

Brock: (as he takes his Orange T-shirt off, revealing a six-pack) Ash, you do know we’re at Pewter Gym for Christmas & New Year. (

Ash: Well no? Not until you just told me. (Just remembered something) Hold on a moment, I got the … A hem (Corrects himself) I mean Brittany and me have got the Johto league to battle?!

Brittany: Don't worry... (Comes out of the Bathroom) Ash…the league starts in the middle of June, there’s plenty of time to train after Christmas.

Ash: Right, now you tell me! (Goes onto the top bunk above where Misty is Sleeping) Anyway, night guys!

Pikachu: Pika pi kA (Yawns) Chaaa… (Curls up next to Pikachulea rather than Ash)

(Two Weeks until Christmas, Ash and Co are in Goldenrod City, waiting for the Monorail Train to Saffron City.)

Ash: Two weeks! I can’t wait.

Brock: We getter make a start if we want to reach Pewter City on time.

Ash: How? It took us eight weeks to get to Goldenrod from Pallet, How on earth are we going to get to Pewter in Two weeks, from Here?

Brock: well, there’s a Metrotrain that’ll take us to Saffron City in a day.

Ash: Then What?

Brock: Our Pokémon could carry us to Pewter, Ash, Misty you two would be riding on Brittany’s Rappidash. Is that ok?

Ash: R…Rappidash? Which one?

Brittany: (gets out a shiny red Poke ball with her initials delicately hand carved into it) Speedy, he’ll take both you into Pewter. (Hands the Ball to Ash, as well as the specially made saddle, reins and a small bag of Carrots) He’s fairly polite, but he sure loves his carrots.

Ash: err… Thanks…but how are you and Brock going to get to Pewter?

Brock: We got it covered…Brittany’s Onix would get us there safely. We might arrive slightly later than you Ash.

Ash: Why?

Brock: Brit and me are making a brief stop in Cerulean City, before taking the Mt Moon Bypass to Pewter. We’ll meet you at the Pokémon Centre, before going to the gym; I just got a call From Misty that She’ll meet us in Pewter Centre.

(Safferon Metrorail Ststion)

Brock: (On the Vid-phone to his Mom) Ma' we just arrived in Safferon, from Goldernrod. Just letting you know that we're on the way to Pewter.

Lola: (on the other end of the Line) That's great dear, You're in Safferon Now,

Brock: Last time I remembered it took me, Ash & Misty to get here from Pewter on Foot well over a month. But there this new route that has opened that'll cut travel time to a week.

(One week later, in the Pewter Centre)

Ash: (Hears a feminine Onix roar) It’s Brock & Brittany, They’re here!

Misty: Hey Brock! Brittany!

Brittany: Hi Misty! (Brock Climbs off Onix, then help’s Brittany off.)

Brock: Shall we get moving to the Gym?

Ash: Yeah!

(They arrive at the Gym. Brock knocks on the door, Lola Answers)

Lola: Brock! Welcome home sweetie!! (Hugs him)

Brock: hi mom, (Ash looks Shocked!), Mom (Lola lets him go. Brock puts his arm back around Brittany)

Lola: Brittany! How are you? You’re glowing and you’ve gained a bit. How are things with your band?

Brittany: I’m fine, I’m about four and half months in, and I haven’t spoken to the band since our last tour around Johto.

Lola: 18 weeks? You certainly hide it well.

Brock: (Gets Lola’s attention) And Mom, these are my four friends Ash & Misty,.

Lola: Hi Misty, Nice to meet You Ash!

Brock: And Mom, Oak, Tracy and I think Ash’s Mom is coming over later this week.

Lola: Actually Tracy has just arrived an hour ago.

Brock: Oh, ok.

Lola: Come in,

Flint: (Just got the tree up) Hello, son.

Brock: Hey dad,

Forest: You’ll never believe what has happened to the gym this time?

Brock: What? (Forest leads Brock to the Gym; he’s stunned with Shock) Ho-oh my…What Happened? (The Gym Floor is coated with a thick layer of Ice) It’s an Ice rink?

Forest: Sadly, yes.

Lola: I was just trying to make it festive for everyone.

(They return to the house, Brock still in shock. Tracy & Brittany were talking. Brock collapses next to Brittany on the sofa.)

Brittany: (tears herself away from her conversation with her Brother) Brock, what’s the matter?

Brock: You don’t want to know now, Sweetheart.

(Christmas Eve)

Lola: Flint, the kids and me are going into town for a bit.

Brittany: (gets off the Sofa) I'll come along with you Lola.

Lola: Wonderful!

Flint: Alright. (Brittany ,Lola and the kids leave for town. Brock just came down the stairs. Into the living room.) Looking forward to becoming a dad?

Brock: Sure am, don’t tell anyone but… I’m thinking of asking her hand in marriage, Tomorrow Morning or after Lunch.

Flint: Son, It's up to you when you want to pop the queastion.

Tracy: That’s a Great idea Brock.

Brock:

(Three hours later, Brittany, Lola and the kids return home)

Flint: Crikey Lola, (Half of the kids go into the lounge with a load of craft stuff) What have you got there, Suzie?

Suzie: (looks to three of her sisters) We’re making the centrepiece ready for dinner tomorrow. Y’know like what we did for Thanksgiving last fall?

Flint: Right, well what is this Christmas centrepiece going to look like?

Maria: its Top secret, Dad.

((Early Christmas Morning))

Ash: ((One of the First to awaken, he heads down stairs and sits on the Sofa opposite the Tree. He glances up and looks at the Angel that sits with glorious grace at the top of the tree. He thinks to himself.)) It wouldn’t be long until Brock’s a farther; everything in our Gang’s going to be very different. Me and Misty might have to pitch in with the chores. (Another Trails of Thought joins his, Raicha & Kazam (Brittany’s Kadabra) with words of Reassurance to Ash)

Kazam: I understand what you mean Ash. Brock could use some help, I mean he already does the entire cooking, cleaning, clothing repair. Maybe you And Misty could do the Washing.

Raicha: It’s not just Brock that is going to be constantly busy. Brittany would be on her toes a lot.

Ash: It’s their first ever Child to them, What if something bad happens and we’re miles away from the nearest Pokémon centre or Hospital.

Raicha: Don’t worry Ash, if something does go west I’ll ask Kazam to teleport us to the relevant place. And Leave the talking to me.

Ash: (Smiles, Raicha & Kazam Smile back, Tracy comes down the stairs) Morning Tracy…sleep well?

Tracy: Pretty much. Ash you looked worried, what’s up?

Ash: Nothing major, Just thinking how totally different the gang would be once the baby arrives.

Tracy: Don’t worry about it; I’m sure you’ll help each other. It’s like having an extra member in the group, but is much younger and need more attention.

((9:00 am, Nearly everyone’s downstairs, apart from Brock & Brittany. Ten minutes later, they walk down the stairs together))

Flint: Great, now everyone’s up.

Forest: Can we unwrap your presents now, Dad?

Flint: sure.

(Outside, in the Snow, Jessie, James and Meowth are watching though a window.)

James: Christmas time, one of the most jolly times of year.

Jessie: Isn't it though?...

Meowth:Yeah...Everyone's got presents accept us... (Raicha comes outside, with a small bag) Huh?

Raicha: (gives Meowth the small Bag) Merry Chirstmas, Team Rocket. Shall we call it a truce, for the sake of peace on earth, good will to all men, women & Pokémon.
Y'know, you're more than welcome to come for Dinner. just try not to cause trouble, for once. (Walks back inside)

(After the dinner)

Brock: (As his brothers and sisters shred the wrapping off the presents. He takes out a wrapped small box, from his pocket. He takes hold of Brittany's left hand, he wispers into her ear) My Angel, I love you, only you forever. (As Brittany unwraps the box, Brock kneels down on one knee infront of her) Brittany, ... Will you marry me?

Brittany: Oh, Brock... (she's silent for a second. her unborn child kicks quite hard to prompt her to speak) ...Of course I will

(Brock smiled with great joy, his little brothers and sisters cheer loudly as Brock puts the ring on her finger. she stands up beside him, and under a mistletoe, they kissed)