Chapter 7:
Intro to Furball and Sneezer
The next morning rose just like any other, but this one time caused one student in particular to become worried. ‘Great. A new day, but it’s also another day to listen to my mentor be-little me about my inability to capture a mouse.’ Furball thought as he stretched a bit after waking up.
“Well, I’m done in the bathroom. Why don’t you use it while I whip us up some breakfast.” Melody informed after coming out fully ready to embrace the new day. Figuring some alone time in the oval office might help him.
‘I just wonder if our champion has woken up yet.’ The feline thought after closing the door since on occasion the human did have a tendency of showing up a fraction of a second before the school day began. As for the man in question he was quit happy sawing logs.
“Man! Did I need that sleep!” The trainer shouted out with a big smile on his face and his arms stretching to the ceiling. The mortal then got out of bed and stretched his legs and back, but after doing that he saw the digital clock. “What the? 7:56? Why didn’t that alarm sound off?” Ketchum questioned before taking a close look and saw that it wasn’t armed. “Time for another rush job.” He announced before transforming:
“Fasttrack!” The Citrakayah shouted out before grabbing an outfit, his bag, and a few things from the fridge. Once those were got he sped off to school while scarfing down celery sticks, meatloaf, and a gallon of milk. Once inside he sped to a broom closet and changed back to his human form.
“Man, that is sweet.” Ash muttered as he changed from pajamas into normal street clothes. As always he was able to make it to class before the school bell rang. While the teacher was speaking he could not help, but remember the first day of his journey.
“Oh no! What time is it!” Past Ash shouted out before racing out of his home and on his way to Professor Oak’s lab. “Squirtle, Bulbasaur, Charmander. Any one’s fine just please save one for me. The past form got there had a run in with Gary and not too soon after that Professor Oak himself.
“So, you decided to show up after all.” The elderly man commented after seeing that there was some one at the base of the hill that did not follow his grandson.
“Professor Oak, where’s my Pokemon?” He questioned with a big grin on his face.
“Your Pokemon?” The expert questioned back since he did not know what the youth before him was talking about.
“Yes! I’m ready!” Past Ketchum shouted out with utter joy in his voice.
“You look like your ready for bed. Not Pokemon Training.” The grandfather informed with a slight chuckle at the beginning of his statement. “I hope you don’t think your going to train in your pajamas.” He added from his earlier comment.
“Oh no, Professor. I got messed up this morning, and I was a little late, but believe me - I’m ready for a Pokemon.” The past hero stated with seriousness causing the hero in the present to think of something else.
‘If I didn’t have a tendency to dream throw I would have been on time that day.’ He thought and should have listened to his mom and placed his clock on top of his television long ago. His current thought was cut short as well when he glanced over and saw that Furball still seemed a little down.
‘Next period comes another speech from my mentor. I just wish he would cool it with that shrine he erected of past cat characters.’ The blue themed feline thought as he tried to keep his mind on his class. Once it was over Ash followed him to the meeting place, and decided to keep an eye on his friend - no matter what.
“Nanomech? I wanted ChamAlien.” Ash muttered after using the watch, and did not get what he asked for. Still he used it to his advantage by flying through an open window, and stayed up high while listening what was being said down below him.
“As you know this is the Great Hall of Cartoon pussycats. Enshrined here are the greatest stars of feline comedy. Stars like: Helix, Garfunkle, Tom Injury, and last but not least - moi.” The black and white cat informed his pupil while walking him through the shrine again.
‘Did he get a bigger statue since the last time I was here.’ Furball thought and could swear that was the case exactly. He then decided to listen to the rest of this speech.
“Now I still know that you have some feelings of aspiration.” Sylvester stated before letting his student speak and then continued with, “Say no more my little pupil. Professor Sylvester will start you on your path for super stardom.” He gave pause to think about it not noticing that the kid in question was now holding an umbrella.
‘Pays to know how to pull an umbrella out of thin air when I’m around my mentor.’ Furball thought with a hidden smile since it really did come in handy.
“Come to think of it. You’ve never did finish that mouse assignment, so how about we go for that; only this time come back with something other than a bad case of the sneezes.” Sylvester instructed, but the Nanosapien could still see the fear in his classmates eyes so he decided a few words as a human would calm him down. Sadly the watch had other ideas.
“Rath!” The big, angry kitty shouted out before leaping from the ceiling, and smashed through the second Sylvester the Cat statue.
“Oh no! My statue - destroyed - again!” The elder cat shouted out before watching the Appoplexian walking through the dust cloud with an angry snarl on his face.
“Let me tell you something: Kangaroo kicked cat! Rath will teach this kitten how to hunt down a tiny mouse.” The big tiger shouted out before glancing over to where he last saw the kitten. “So, meek little mouse man are you ready to learn to hunt from Rath!” The big cat bellowed before realizing he had already fled. “Hey, where did ya go?” Rath shouted out while the handler within could only groan.
‘I really should have seen that one coming.’ Ash thought while in the muscle bound form. With nothing else to do Ash changed back to his human form and decided to go after him.
“Have to run. Have to get away from that monster.” Furball meowed as he ran as fast as he could away from the hall of cats. With a little bit of luck the trainer was able to find him, and talk normally to the frightened one.
“Hey, Furball, wait up will ya.” Ash called out as he continued to give chase. Once the feline was out of sight the shape shifter decided to try an old school tactic.
“Finally, I got Lobo. Just the form I wanted to see.” The changeling proclaimed after an ear piercing howl. Once fully formed the Loboan went down on all fours and began to sniff around for him while getting strange looks from his friends, but he ignored them.
‘I think I’m safe in here.’ The cat of new thought as he finally found himself a place to hide, and prayed that he was not followed. Unfortunately the wolf was just a few lockers away from his janitors closet. For fear of spooking him again he changed back to his true form and walked inside.
“Furball, calm down, it’s me - Ash.” The human said in a calm tone before adding, “Sorry that I scared you back there. Rath usually has a mind of his own. I hope I’m still your friend.” The cat looked at him questionably.
‘We all know that the bruiser is one with his own mind, so I can’t really be mad at him.’ Furball thought before walking over to him on all fours and purred happily which made the transfer student happy.
“Okay, now that we’re friends again why don’t you tell me what was all that about.” Ash stated, and then sat down and listened to his whole problem which the hero knew what to do. “I see. Give me one week, starting today, and stop by Li’l Sneezer’s place for an amazing sight.” He informed before walking out of the closet.
‘I wonder what that guy has up his sleeve.’ Furball thought and wondered it this was a good idea since his target had powerful sneezes. After school Ketchum grabbed an item from home before rushing over to the young mouse’s home.
“This is the place, and since I can’t fit into that small of a door it’s time to give the belt Grey Matter and Brainstorm came up with.” Ash said aloud before putting it on his waist, and held the buttons on the top and bottom of the belt buckle - causing him to shrink. The young one continued the exercise until he was the size of a mouse, and with that he rang the doorbell.
“Who is it?” A sweet voice on the other side of the rectangle shaped piece of wood asked politely.
“It’s Ash, ma`am. I’m here to help your son with his strong sneezes.” The trainer proclaimed to her. With that said she opened the door, and motioned for him to come inside.
“I must say: by all the stories about you I was expecting someone…bigger; no offense.” The mother of his friend informed, and felt bad for saying such a thing since being a mouse she was used to being judged solely by her size.
“Actually I am. I’m just using a belt Grey Matter and Brainstorm made, and since this is my first trying it, I’m happy to say it’s been a complete success.” Ash said back to her with a smile before looking around the place.
“I suppose you would like to know where my son is, so let me take you to him.” She instructed before guiding him the way there. As they walked the trainer wondered how to not involve the parents as he worked on a way to better their son with his sneeze powers.
“Hmm, so this is the kid’s room. Not bad.” Ash said as he looked into the mouse’s room, and he did mean it. In a lot of ways it was just like any other kid’s room: TV, game system, games, comics, and even a bed even though it was cheese themed.
“Sneezer, wake up honey. There is someone to teach you to better to control your sneezes.” The mom of his friend said while gently shaking him awake from a nap. The young one in question opened his eyes, and immediately became happy once he saw who it was.
“Oh Boy! Ash, in my house.” The young one shouted out with joy before rushing over to him with a big grin on his face.
“Yep. It’s me, and I was wondering if you and I can work on your sneezing problems.” Ketchum informed which made the young one even more happy. “I was going to ask your folks to take a small vacation while we did so, but on the off chance something were to happen it wouldn’t hurt to have them around.” Ash stated which the mother smiled and nodded to that.
“I like how you are cautious about the unforeseen.” Mother Mouse stated, and was glad not to be parted from her boy for too long of time. The first thing to do was to gauge his sneezes personally - just to see what he was up against.
“Okay, according to Furball you are allergic to heights, so…Mrs. Mouse I don’t suppose you have a ladder handy.” Ash asked and received a nod as an answer. “Do you mind showing me where it is?” He asked as a continuation of his first comment.
“Not at all. Right this way.” She instructed before walking where it was stashed away. Ketchum took it, and carried over to the bed room. Once he had it ready the monster tamer pointed at the mouse and then to the ladder.
“This is the first test: climb up to the top and then look down at me.” The monster tamer instructed, and trusting his judgment the young one did just that with his mom standing in the doorway.
“Furball was telling the truth when he said that I was allergic to…Aahh….Aahh….CCCCHHHHOOOO!!!!!!” He shouted out causing the trainer to be swept away by the strong breeze, and hurled through the bedroom door and into the far wall of their home.
“Okay. This might require something with a bit more muscle than I’m used.” The Pallet Town Protector muttered before going for the Ultimatrix, and transformed into the titanic heavy weight: Fourarms.
“This guy should work…I hope.” The red skinned man stated as he pulled himself free from the wall. Fourarms’ first idea was a quick race to the kitchen for a second thing the young one was allergic to. After thumbing through their fridge he was able to find it with the help of his lower left hand.
“Are you making yourself a snack, huh, huh, are ya?” The mouse questioned as the two others walked into the kitchen, and saw him rummaging through the refrigerator.
“Just thought I’d help myself to some of your guys’ olives. Here try one, little guy.” The Tetramand called out before tossing the gray furred one the item in question. As soon as Sneezer caught it the routine began again.
“Ah…Ah…CCCCHHHHOOOO!!!!!” Sneezer shouted out and even with the added weight of the muscles the red skinned one had - the wind still sent him for a ride. The surprised him, but the trainer wasn’t through yet.
“Diamondhead!” The Petrosapian shouted out after changing from Fourarms.
“Are you okay, Ash? Huh. Are ya?” Sneezer questioned as he stood on one side of the new hole that the four limb man made from the last sneeze.
“Oh man. I seriously didn’t mean to do this.” The crystal creature informed as he walked from the backyard, and over toward the hole to see the damage up close. After climbing back inside the hero looked over at the woman and said, “Sorry about that. If you want I can fix this. Just give me a---.” His statement was stopped when she rose her hand to stop talking.
“It’s alright. Nothing a little toon logic can’t fix.” Mrs. Mouse informed and went straight to work of using said logic which even with all the classes that he had been a part of still bothered him.
‘Won’t get used to this.’ The boulder thought to himself before coming up with an idea to try allergy number three. “Say, how about Sneezer here shows me around the place, and you relax a bit.” He offered to her, and received a nod as his answer.
“Oh boy! Oh boy! Right this way Mr. Ash, sir.” The mouse stated happily before guiding him by pulling as hard as he could by Diamondhead’s left index finger. The two walked around: visiting usual rooms until Ketchum spotted the closet the cat spoke of.
“You know, I’m starting to get a little chilly mind grabbing a coat from that closet.” Diamondhead requested to the young one. Not realizing that stone men can’t really get chilly, and went inside. The moment he did the Petrosapian closed the door, and summoned a stone wall in front of the door.
“Here’s a good one. Oh no. I forgot that mom and dad always forget to clean this closet. That’s why it’s so dusty. Ah…Ah…CCCCHHHHOOOO!!!!!” Sneezer proclaimed and as predicted both the wood and stone walls were destroyed, and the young one came walking out.
‘Okay, so I’m in for one heck of a fight.’ Ash thought as he changed from stone to flesh after that powerful sneeze. Ash was soon treated to a meal with the family, complete with the father figure of the family, and he was also informed in the plan.
“A noble effort, kid, but we’ve been over this a dozen and so times already with professionals, so what makes you think you can do any better?” The father questioned and the hero did know where he was coming from, but he knew what to say right back.
“Back home I’ve faced dangerous odds, and here won’t be any different. Trust me, I know what I am doing.” Ketchum said back and once again the charm of Ash caused the father to actually take his word for it.
“So, you don’t have to constantly run back and forth why don’t you stay here for the time being.” The mother offered and the trainer accepted it. Soon at night the hero was able to think clearly.
‘Today was a learning experience. Maybe the best way to deal with his sneezes is to scare them out.’ Ash thought and could only think of one that had that kind of mojo and didn’t like to choice. Before he could think of a replacement sleep claimed him. The next morning rolled around and the trainer was awoken by a familiar scent. “Food!” Ash proclaimed before leaping out of his sleeping bag, and raced to the kitchen.
“I figured before you try again to cure my son you could use a little food to help you along.” The mother stated as she set a plate down on the table which caused the man in question to sit down and start eating.
‘I guess that plan I came up with last night is my best bet. I can only hope that I don’t give this kid nightmares.’ Ash thought before dialing the form he thought would come in handy - Rath, but that is not who the watch gave him. It was about that time that his student came walking into the kitchen.
‘Odd, this doesn’t feel like Rath. For one, I have a bill, and another I feel a lot more clear headed.’ The new form thought before looking down at the young mouse, and the creature itself knew what to do. “Come, little friend, let us get in touch with our…inner sneeze.” The creature spoke in a deep, zen tone.
‘Never seen this guy before, but since I saw him transform right before my eyes - I know that Ash is in there somewhere, so I will do as he said.’ The wind machine with fur thought before following up on what he had thought. From that day along with the following two the both of them tried deep meditation to better control those blasts, and it seemed to have worked, but Ketchum needed to be sure.
“This new guy seemed to have done the trick, but I need to give him one final test.” Ash said as he thought aloud in the guest room before going out to make Breakfast for the young one. Relying on what he had learned from school the trainer peppered the scrambled eggs since that was a way to sneeze.
“Oh, boy! You made breakfast for me, Mr. Ketchum.” The young mouse said as he woke up to the scent of a cheese omelet.
“You bet, Sneezer. All yours champ; think of it as a reward for being so good with your meditation.” Ash explained before giving the young one the small plate of food. The moment it was placed before him Sneezer smelled the pepper, and started to react.
“Ah…ah…” The student started up, but was able to hold it back, walk over to the counter, pick up a tissue, and use it without any side effects. After seeing that the human tried other tactics to make him sneeze indoors, and he passed all of those trials with flying colors.
“Good work. Everything seems to check out just right. There’s just one last thing to try it out with.” Ash explained before pointing to the door that led to the outside, and the wind generator knew what he wanted to try.
‘I sure hope this discipline that his duck form has taught me is going to work outside of buildings.’ Sneezer thought cautiously before following him outside. Once out the two decided to take a daring route to the park.
“According to Bugs we’re about to walk past a dangerous alley. Get ready.” Ash informed his walking buddy. A few moments after he stated that a stereotypical thug came out before them - demanding money.
“Hey, mister, I have some money.” Sneezer informed which caused the man to look down at the creature at Ash’s feet. The man was ready to take advantage of the weakling until the mouse purposefully sneezed which sent him flying.
“Your aim was a little off since you missed the trash can at that three way intersection, but overall - very good.” Ketchum explained to the now trained mouse before the two spent some time at the park. The both of them didn’t do anything out of the ordinary - just laid on the grass for a while before heading back. It was on the seventh and final day that was crucial in Ash’s plan.
‘Oh man, Ash must be in a body cast by now.’ Furball thought with a heavy heart since he did not wish any harm to come to the visitor…mostly because the girls would pound him into kitty litter. The kitten knocked on the door, and was greeted by the protective mother.
“Oh, Furball, it’s good to see you again. Are you here to try the disguised babysitter bit with my boy.” The woman asked, but that look in her eyes threatened to try it and die.
“No. No. I’m here to see, Ash.” The blue furred one shouted back to her. On this seventh day when the two came back Ash came clean as to what was going on, and they approved of it. The woman nodded and guided the cat to the room the two were in.
“Come on! I so had you at that last race.” Ketchum complained as he lost his third race to the mouse. At that moment the trainer sensed a familiar presence, and knew who it was. “Hey, Furball, your about an hour early.” He informed without turning around.
“Well, it’s been a week, so I thought you would be in a body cast by now.” The cat informed with an honest tone. The trainer in answer just shrugged before pausing the game, and informing him over what they have done so far.
“That’s the whole story.” The transformable trainer informed the predator to his student. In truth the feline was in complete awe over what he was saying, and the Pallet Town protector could see his suspicion, so he showed it off.
“I hope that you’re ready for this kind of show, Furball.” The mouse stated before doing the same tests that his teacher put him through and all of them went off without a hitch. The two could see the surprise on the cat’s face, but also his appreciation since this meant that he was no longer a victim to these gusts of wind.
“For this last test it will require us going outside for a moment.” Ash instructed which the others followed after him into the street in front. Once outside Ketchum went to work with his arm band after sizing himself up to full height as he had done with their trip to the park.
“What the…Eye Guy? I wanted to give that buff duck another shot.” The Opticold questioned as he could see everything in multiple angles. “This form still doesn’t change anything, Sneezer. Launch me into that alleyway dumpster.” The teacher instructed causing his student to nod and fired a powerful blast of wind to him.
‘Wow! So, my prey has a better handle on his sneezing fits…I’m in trouble.’ The kitten thought at first with glee, but that swiftly changed to dread once he realized that he was going to be on the receiving end of that blast for days to come.
“Just my luck - I nailed the target when it was completely full.” Eye Guy explained as he dug himself out of the garbage. Thankfully he changed back before any damage could be done to his eyes.
“Nice shot, Sneezer. Really good work.” Ketchum congratulated the student for a job well done before turning to the feline. “There is one last part to my plan, and here it is…” He stated before going forward to explain his game changer for this good deed.
‘Oh, that is very good. Very good indeed.’ The young cat thought with a hint of evil as he heard the plan, and was more than happy to go through with it. At school the next day Furball took Sneezer into the cat museum to get praised by his mentor.
“Good job, my student. You finally caught that mouse of yours.” Sylvester shouted with great praise before belitting the rodent before him. The former foes glanced at one another before starting their plan which was just as Ash had intended - blowing the teacher through the far wall with a mildly powerful sneeze.
‘Let that be a lesson, Mr. Cat - never demean any student or other creature.’ Ketchum thought as he leaned on one of the outside walls of the museum before watching and seeing the new friends walk off to get to their next class. “I better get going myself.” He muttered before rushing off to his next class, and prayed that he would make it in time.
‘Oh man. I’m going to be late for my class with my mentor. I can’t be. I just can’t.’ One of the students thought before running into another.
“Ow, that hurt.” Ash proclaimed as he rubbed his stomach area since the opponent slammed there as he was rushing forward. It took him a few moments to recognize who it was. “Calamity! Man, I am so sorry about that. Here, let me help you out.” He said while picking up some of his friends books.
‘Thanks. I appreciate this.’ Calamity’s sign said as he helped out as well. Several of the books may have been a little too high in IQ for Ash to understand, but he could almost feel his brainiac forms getting a little tingly with excitement after running into a fellow big brain, and they welcomed this new challenge with open arms.
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Intro to Furball and Sneezer
The next morning rose just like any other, but this one time caused one student in particular to become worried. ‘Great. A new day, but it’s also another day to listen to my mentor be-little me about my inability to capture a mouse.’ Furball thought as he stretched a bit after waking up.
“Well, I’m done in the bathroom. Why don’t you use it while I whip us up some breakfast.” Melody informed after coming out fully ready to embrace the new day. Figuring some alone time in the oval office might help him.
‘I just wonder if our champion has woken up yet.’ The feline thought after closing the door since on occasion the human did have a tendency of showing up a fraction of a second before the school day began. As for the man in question he was quit happy sawing logs.
“Man! Did I need that sleep!” The trainer shouted out with a big smile on his face and his arms stretching to the ceiling. The mortal then got out of bed and stretched his legs and back, but after doing that he saw the digital clock. “What the? 7:56? Why didn’t that alarm sound off?” Ketchum questioned before taking a close look and saw that it wasn’t armed. “Time for another rush job.” He announced before transforming:
“Fasttrack!” The Citrakayah shouted out before grabbing an outfit, his bag, and a few things from the fridge. Once those were got he sped off to school while scarfing down celery sticks, meatloaf, and a gallon of milk. Once inside he sped to a broom closet and changed back to his human form.
“Man, that is sweet.” Ash muttered as he changed from pajamas into normal street clothes. As always he was able to make it to class before the school bell rang. While the teacher was speaking he could not help, but remember the first day of his journey.
“Oh no! What time is it!” Past Ash shouted out before racing out of his home and on his way to Professor Oak’s lab. “Squirtle, Bulbasaur, Charmander. Any one’s fine just please save one for me. The past form got there had a run in with Gary and not too soon after that Professor Oak himself.
“So, you decided to show up after all.” The elderly man commented after seeing that there was some one at the base of the hill that did not follow his grandson.
“Professor Oak, where’s my Pokemon?” He questioned with a big grin on his face.
“Your Pokemon?” The expert questioned back since he did not know what the youth before him was talking about.
“Yes! I’m ready!” Past Ketchum shouted out with utter joy in his voice.
“You look like your ready for bed. Not Pokemon Training.” The grandfather informed with a slight chuckle at the beginning of his statement. “I hope you don’t think your going to train in your pajamas.” He added from his earlier comment.
“Oh no, Professor. I got messed up this morning, and I was a little late, but believe me - I’m ready for a Pokemon.” The past hero stated with seriousness causing the hero in the present to think of something else.
‘If I didn’t have a tendency to dream throw I would have been on time that day.’ He thought and should have listened to his mom and placed his clock on top of his television long ago. His current thought was cut short as well when he glanced over and saw that Furball still seemed a little down.
‘Next period comes another speech from my mentor. I just wish he would cool it with that shrine he erected of past cat characters.’ The blue themed feline thought as he tried to keep his mind on his class. Once it was over Ash followed him to the meeting place, and decided to keep an eye on his friend - no matter what.
“Nanomech? I wanted ChamAlien.” Ash muttered after using the watch, and did not get what he asked for. Still he used it to his advantage by flying through an open window, and stayed up high while listening what was being said down below him.
“As you know this is the Great Hall of Cartoon pussycats. Enshrined here are the greatest stars of feline comedy. Stars like: Helix, Garfunkle, Tom Injury, and last but not least - moi.” The black and white cat informed his pupil while walking him through the shrine again.
‘Did he get a bigger statue since the last time I was here.’ Furball thought and could swear that was the case exactly. He then decided to listen to the rest of this speech.
“Now I still know that you have some feelings of aspiration.” Sylvester stated before letting his student speak and then continued with, “Say no more my little pupil. Professor Sylvester will start you on your path for super stardom.” He gave pause to think about it not noticing that the kid in question was now holding an umbrella.
‘Pays to know how to pull an umbrella out of thin air when I’m around my mentor.’ Furball thought with a hidden smile since it really did come in handy.
“Come to think of it. You’ve never did finish that mouse assignment, so how about we go for that; only this time come back with something other than a bad case of the sneezes.” Sylvester instructed, but the Nanosapien could still see the fear in his classmates eyes so he decided a few words as a human would calm him down. Sadly the watch had other ideas.
“Rath!” The big, angry kitty shouted out before leaping from the ceiling, and smashed through the second Sylvester the Cat statue.
“Oh no! My statue - destroyed - again!” The elder cat shouted out before watching the Appoplexian walking through the dust cloud with an angry snarl on his face.
“Let me tell you something: Kangaroo kicked cat! Rath will teach this kitten how to hunt down a tiny mouse.” The big tiger shouted out before glancing over to where he last saw the kitten. “So, meek little mouse man are you ready to learn to hunt from Rath!” The big cat bellowed before realizing he had already fled. “Hey, where did ya go?” Rath shouted out while the handler within could only groan.
‘I really should have seen that one coming.’ Ash thought while in the muscle bound form. With nothing else to do Ash changed back to his human form and decided to go after him.
“Have to run. Have to get away from that monster.” Furball meowed as he ran as fast as he could away from the hall of cats. With a little bit of luck the trainer was able to find him, and talk normally to the frightened one.
“Hey, Furball, wait up will ya.” Ash called out as he continued to give chase. Once the feline was out of sight the shape shifter decided to try an old school tactic.
“Finally, I got Lobo. Just the form I wanted to see.” The changeling proclaimed after an ear piercing howl. Once fully formed the Loboan went down on all fours and began to sniff around for him while getting strange looks from his friends, but he ignored them.
‘I think I’m safe in here.’ The cat of new thought as he finally found himself a place to hide, and prayed that he was not followed. Unfortunately the wolf was just a few lockers away from his janitors closet. For fear of spooking him again he changed back to his true form and walked inside.
“Furball, calm down, it’s me - Ash.” The human said in a calm tone before adding, “Sorry that I scared you back there. Rath usually has a mind of his own. I hope I’m still your friend.” The cat looked at him questionably.
‘We all know that the bruiser is one with his own mind, so I can’t really be mad at him.’ Furball thought before walking over to him on all fours and purred happily which made the transfer student happy.
“Okay, now that we’re friends again why don’t you tell me what was all that about.” Ash stated, and then sat down and listened to his whole problem which the hero knew what to do. “I see. Give me one week, starting today, and stop by Li’l Sneezer’s place for an amazing sight.” He informed before walking out of the closet.
‘I wonder what that guy has up his sleeve.’ Furball thought and wondered it this was a good idea since his target had powerful sneezes. After school Ketchum grabbed an item from home before rushing over to the young mouse’s home.
“This is the place, and since I can’t fit into that small of a door it’s time to give the belt Grey Matter and Brainstorm came up with.” Ash said aloud before putting it on his waist, and held the buttons on the top and bottom of the belt buckle - causing him to shrink. The young one continued the exercise until he was the size of a mouse, and with that he rang the doorbell.
“Who is it?” A sweet voice on the other side of the rectangle shaped piece of wood asked politely.
“It’s Ash, ma`am. I’m here to help your son with his strong sneezes.” The trainer proclaimed to her. With that said she opened the door, and motioned for him to come inside.
“I must say: by all the stories about you I was expecting someone…bigger; no offense.” The mother of his friend informed, and felt bad for saying such a thing since being a mouse she was used to being judged solely by her size.
“Actually I am. I’m just using a belt Grey Matter and Brainstorm made, and since this is my first trying it, I’m happy to say it’s been a complete success.” Ash said back to her with a smile before looking around the place.
“I suppose you would like to know where my son is, so let me take you to him.” She instructed before guiding him the way there. As they walked the trainer wondered how to not involve the parents as he worked on a way to better their son with his sneeze powers.
“Hmm, so this is the kid’s room. Not bad.” Ash said as he looked into the mouse’s room, and he did mean it. In a lot of ways it was just like any other kid’s room: TV, game system, games, comics, and even a bed even though it was cheese themed.
“Sneezer, wake up honey. There is someone to teach you to better to control your sneezes.” The mom of his friend said while gently shaking him awake from a nap. The young one in question opened his eyes, and immediately became happy once he saw who it was.
“Oh Boy! Ash, in my house.” The young one shouted out with joy before rushing over to him with a big grin on his face.
“Yep. It’s me, and I was wondering if you and I can work on your sneezing problems.” Ketchum informed which made the young one even more happy. “I was going to ask your folks to take a small vacation while we did so, but on the off chance something were to happen it wouldn’t hurt to have them around.” Ash stated which the mother smiled and nodded to that.
“I like how you are cautious about the unforeseen.” Mother Mouse stated, and was glad not to be parted from her boy for too long of time. The first thing to do was to gauge his sneezes personally - just to see what he was up against.
“Okay, according to Furball you are allergic to heights, so…Mrs. Mouse I don’t suppose you have a ladder handy.” Ash asked and received a nod as an answer. “Do you mind showing me where it is?” He asked as a continuation of his first comment.
“Not at all. Right this way.” She instructed before walking where it was stashed away. Ketchum took it, and carried over to the bed room. Once he had it ready the monster tamer pointed at the mouse and then to the ladder.
“This is the first test: climb up to the top and then look down at me.” The monster tamer instructed, and trusting his judgment the young one did just that with his mom standing in the doorway.
“Furball was telling the truth when he said that I was allergic to…Aahh….Aahh….CCCCHHHHOOOO!!!!!!” He shouted out causing the trainer to be swept away by the strong breeze, and hurled through the bedroom door and into the far wall of their home.
“Okay. This might require something with a bit more muscle than I’m used.” The Pallet Town Protector muttered before going for the Ultimatrix, and transformed into the titanic heavy weight: Fourarms.
“This guy should work…I hope.” The red skinned man stated as he pulled himself free from the wall. Fourarms’ first idea was a quick race to the kitchen for a second thing the young one was allergic to. After thumbing through their fridge he was able to find it with the help of his lower left hand.
“Are you making yourself a snack, huh, huh, are ya?” The mouse questioned as the two others walked into the kitchen, and saw him rummaging through the refrigerator.
“Just thought I’d help myself to some of your guys’ olives. Here try one, little guy.” The Tetramand called out before tossing the gray furred one the item in question. As soon as Sneezer caught it the routine began again.
“Ah…Ah…CCCCHHHHOOOO!!!!!” Sneezer shouted out and even with the added weight of the muscles the red skinned one had - the wind still sent him for a ride. The surprised him, but the trainer wasn’t through yet.
“Diamondhead!” The Petrosapian shouted out after changing from Fourarms.
“Are you okay, Ash? Huh. Are ya?” Sneezer questioned as he stood on one side of the new hole that the four limb man made from the last sneeze.
“Oh man. I seriously didn’t mean to do this.” The crystal creature informed as he walked from the backyard, and over toward the hole to see the damage up close. After climbing back inside the hero looked over at the woman and said, “Sorry about that. If you want I can fix this. Just give me a---.” His statement was stopped when she rose her hand to stop talking.
“It’s alright. Nothing a little toon logic can’t fix.” Mrs. Mouse informed and went straight to work of using said logic which even with all the classes that he had been a part of still bothered him.
‘Won’t get used to this.’ The boulder thought to himself before coming up with an idea to try allergy number three. “Say, how about Sneezer here shows me around the place, and you relax a bit.” He offered to her, and received a nod as his answer.
“Oh boy! Oh boy! Right this way Mr. Ash, sir.” The mouse stated happily before guiding him by pulling as hard as he could by Diamondhead’s left index finger. The two walked around: visiting usual rooms until Ketchum spotted the closet the cat spoke of.
“You know, I’m starting to get a little chilly mind grabbing a coat from that closet.” Diamondhead requested to the young one. Not realizing that stone men can’t really get chilly, and went inside. The moment he did the Petrosapian closed the door, and summoned a stone wall in front of the door.
“Here’s a good one. Oh no. I forgot that mom and dad always forget to clean this closet. That’s why it’s so dusty. Ah…Ah…CCCCHHHHOOOO!!!!!” Sneezer proclaimed and as predicted both the wood and stone walls were destroyed, and the young one came walking out.
‘Okay, so I’m in for one heck of a fight.’ Ash thought as he changed from stone to flesh after that powerful sneeze. Ash was soon treated to a meal with the family, complete with the father figure of the family, and he was also informed in the plan.
“A noble effort, kid, but we’ve been over this a dozen and so times already with professionals, so what makes you think you can do any better?” The father questioned and the hero did know where he was coming from, but he knew what to say right back.
“Back home I’ve faced dangerous odds, and here won’t be any different. Trust me, I know what I am doing.” Ketchum said back and once again the charm of Ash caused the father to actually take his word for it.
“So, you don’t have to constantly run back and forth why don’t you stay here for the time being.” The mother offered and the trainer accepted it. Soon at night the hero was able to think clearly.
‘Today was a learning experience. Maybe the best way to deal with his sneezes is to scare them out.’ Ash thought and could only think of one that had that kind of mojo and didn’t like to choice. Before he could think of a replacement sleep claimed him. The next morning rolled around and the trainer was awoken by a familiar scent. “Food!” Ash proclaimed before leaping out of his sleeping bag, and raced to the kitchen.
“I figured before you try again to cure my son you could use a little food to help you along.” The mother stated as she set a plate down on the table which caused the man in question to sit down and start eating.
‘I guess that plan I came up with last night is my best bet. I can only hope that I don’t give this kid nightmares.’ Ash thought before dialing the form he thought would come in handy - Rath, but that is not who the watch gave him. It was about that time that his student came walking into the kitchen.
‘Odd, this doesn’t feel like Rath. For one, I have a bill, and another I feel a lot more clear headed.’ The new form thought before looking down at the young mouse, and the creature itself knew what to do. “Come, little friend, let us get in touch with our…inner sneeze.” The creature spoke in a deep, zen tone.
‘Never seen this guy before, but since I saw him transform right before my eyes - I know that Ash is in there somewhere, so I will do as he said.’ The wind machine with fur thought before following up on what he had thought. From that day along with the following two the both of them tried deep meditation to better control those blasts, and it seemed to have worked, but Ketchum needed to be sure.
“This new guy seemed to have done the trick, but I need to give him one final test.” Ash said as he thought aloud in the guest room before going out to make Breakfast for the young one. Relying on what he had learned from school the trainer peppered the scrambled eggs since that was a way to sneeze.
“Oh, boy! You made breakfast for me, Mr. Ketchum.” The young mouse said as he woke up to the scent of a cheese omelet.
“You bet, Sneezer. All yours champ; think of it as a reward for being so good with your meditation.” Ash explained before giving the young one the small plate of food. The moment it was placed before him Sneezer smelled the pepper, and started to react.
“Ah…ah…” The student started up, but was able to hold it back, walk over to the counter, pick up a tissue, and use it without any side effects. After seeing that the human tried other tactics to make him sneeze indoors, and he passed all of those trials with flying colors.
“Good work. Everything seems to check out just right. There’s just one last thing to try it out with.” Ash explained before pointing to the door that led to the outside, and the wind generator knew what he wanted to try.
‘I sure hope this discipline that his duck form has taught me is going to work outside of buildings.’ Sneezer thought cautiously before following him outside. Once out the two decided to take a daring route to the park.
“According to Bugs we’re about to walk past a dangerous alley. Get ready.” Ash informed his walking buddy. A few moments after he stated that a stereotypical thug came out before them - demanding money.
“Hey, mister, I have some money.” Sneezer informed which caused the man to look down at the creature at Ash’s feet. The man was ready to take advantage of the weakling until the mouse purposefully sneezed which sent him flying.
“Your aim was a little off since you missed the trash can at that three way intersection, but overall - very good.” Ketchum explained to the now trained mouse before the two spent some time at the park. The both of them didn’t do anything out of the ordinary - just laid on the grass for a while before heading back. It was on the seventh and final day that was crucial in Ash’s plan.
‘Oh man, Ash must be in a body cast by now.’ Furball thought with a heavy heart since he did not wish any harm to come to the visitor…mostly because the girls would pound him into kitty litter. The kitten knocked on the door, and was greeted by the protective mother.
“Oh, Furball, it’s good to see you again. Are you here to try the disguised babysitter bit with my boy.” The woman asked, but that look in her eyes threatened to try it and die.
“No. No. I’m here to see, Ash.” The blue furred one shouted back to her. On this seventh day when the two came back Ash came clean as to what was going on, and they approved of it. The woman nodded and guided the cat to the room the two were in.
“Come on! I so had you at that last race.” Ketchum complained as he lost his third race to the mouse. At that moment the trainer sensed a familiar presence, and knew who it was. “Hey, Furball, your about an hour early.” He informed without turning around.
“Well, it’s been a week, so I thought you would be in a body cast by now.” The cat informed with an honest tone. The trainer in answer just shrugged before pausing the game, and informing him over what they have done so far.
“That’s the whole story.” The transformable trainer informed the predator to his student. In truth the feline was in complete awe over what he was saying, and the Pallet Town protector could see his suspicion, so he showed it off.
“I hope that you’re ready for this kind of show, Furball.” The mouse stated before doing the same tests that his teacher put him through and all of them went off without a hitch. The two could see the surprise on the cat’s face, but also his appreciation since this meant that he was no longer a victim to these gusts of wind.
“For this last test it will require us going outside for a moment.” Ash instructed which the others followed after him into the street in front. Once outside Ketchum went to work with his arm band after sizing himself up to full height as he had done with their trip to the park.
“What the…Eye Guy? I wanted to give that buff duck another shot.” The Opticold questioned as he could see everything in multiple angles. “This form still doesn’t change anything, Sneezer. Launch me into that alleyway dumpster.” The teacher instructed causing his student to nod and fired a powerful blast of wind to him.
‘Wow! So, my prey has a better handle on his sneezing fits…I’m in trouble.’ The kitten thought at first with glee, but that swiftly changed to dread once he realized that he was going to be on the receiving end of that blast for days to come.
“Just my luck - I nailed the target when it was completely full.” Eye Guy explained as he dug himself out of the garbage. Thankfully he changed back before any damage could be done to his eyes.
“Nice shot, Sneezer. Really good work.” Ketchum congratulated the student for a job well done before turning to the feline. “There is one last part to my plan, and here it is…” He stated before going forward to explain his game changer for this good deed.
‘Oh, that is very good. Very good indeed.’ The young cat thought with a hint of evil as he heard the plan, and was more than happy to go through with it. At school the next day Furball took Sneezer into the cat museum to get praised by his mentor.
“Good job, my student. You finally caught that mouse of yours.” Sylvester shouted with great praise before belitting the rodent before him. The former foes glanced at one another before starting their plan which was just as Ash had intended - blowing the teacher through the far wall with a mildly powerful sneeze.
‘Let that be a lesson, Mr. Cat - never demean any student or other creature.’ Ketchum thought as he leaned on one of the outside walls of the museum before watching and seeing the new friends walk off to get to their next class. “I better get going myself.” He muttered before rushing off to his next class, and prayed that he would make it in time.
‘Oh man. I’m going to be late for my class with my mentor. I can’t be. I just can’t.’ One of the students thought before running into another.
“Ow, that hurt.” Ash proclaimed as he rubbed his stomach area since the opponent slammed there as he was rushing forward. It took him a few moments to recognize who it was. “Calamity! Man, I am so sorry about that. Here, let me help you out.” He said while picking up some of his friends books.
‘Thanks. I appreciate this.’ Calamity’s sign said as he helped out as well. Several of the books may have been a little too high in IQ for Ash to understand, but he could almost feel his brainiac forms getting a little tingly with excitement after running into a fellow big brain, and they welcomed this new challenge with open arms.
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