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"Night, Mist."

"Night, Ash."

Ash laid back into his sleeping bag next to his bed, where Misty was 
falling
asleep.  Many thoughts ran through Ash's mind, though, forbidding him 
to sleep.
He looked over at his long-term companion, examining her beautiful 
precious face.
He wondered how one person could give him so many feelings; so few 
negative, so 
many positive.  How one person could be so mean to him, so angry all 
the time, so 
rude, and yet...no matter what he put her through, she was right there.

"Why didn't you leave?"

Misty barely shifted as she opened her tired eyes.  She yawned.  Her 
back was facing 
Ash, so she was looking at a wall when she replied, "Why would I?"

Ash looked at her so cluelessly, the cutest little clueless expression.  
Misty, somehow, 
could sense that he made it and just imagined it, and giggled at the 
thought.

"What's so funny?" he asked.

"Nothing."

Pause.

"Why didn't you leave?"

"...I...I didn't want to...."

"But what I said to you...you know I didn't mean to call you a--"

"I know, Ash, it's ok.  I understand."

Ash sighed.  "Why didn't you want to leave?"

Misty smiled.  She looked at him over her shoulder.  "Forever, Ash."  
And with that, she 
turned back around and went to sleep.

"Huh?  What do you mean?  Forever what?"

No response.

Sigh.  "Goodnight, Misty...."  And with that, he silently pondered his 
thoughts until he 
fell asleep.





		
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"Morning, honey."

"Morning, mom."

Ash and Misty walked into the kitchen.  "Mm...smells good...."

"Pancakes, eggs, bacon, and toast for you, honey, and some waffles and 
sausage for Misty," she 
said with a smile.

"Wow, thanks," Misty said.

"Sure!  By the way, Brock is going to stop by again today.  He said he 
had something for you, Ash."

"Oh yeah!  I totally forgot!"

"Can't wait 'till he gets here," Misty mumbled sarcastically, still 
remembering yesterday.




Misty and Ash were sitting on the couch.  Ash had his feet on the 
table, and Misty had her legs and 
feet on Ash's lap.  Ash was complaining about her feet on his lap and 
Misty was complaining about him 
dirtying up the table.  Neither one of them had on shoes or socks.

"Misty, will ya get your stinking feet off my lap?"

"They do not stink!  They smell like perfume and flowers!" she said, 
sticking her feet in his face.

"Exactly!" he said, pushing her feet away from his face, almost 
knocking her off the couch.  "I hate 
that girlish stuff!  It reminds me of Erica's gym!"

"That gym smells beautiful!"

"I'll tell ya what smells beautiful," he said.  He tried to turn around 
and stick his feet in her face.

"You guys...are...disgusting."

Ash and Misty looked up to see Brock standing above them with his arms 
folded, giving them an 
akward glance.

"Hey, Brocko!" said Ash.

"Hey Ash.  Hiiii Misty..." he said in a singsong voice, faking a 
crushblush (blush that u get when u 
say hi to someone u have a crush on).

Misty growled.  Ash looked at them.  "What's going on between you two?"

"Nothing," they said in unision, but in different tones.

"Hm...well anyway....  So what did you get us, Brock?  You said 
yesterday that 
you had something for us."

"Oh yeah, you did!" said Misty.

"Oh."  Suddenly, Brock got a serious expression.  "Ash...we need to 
talk."

"Ok...."  Ash and Brock stood up.  Brock noticed that Misty stood with 
him.

"Alone."




"So what's so important that no one else can hear?" asked Ash as him 
and Brock walked 
the streets of Pallet in the late evening.

"Ash..." said Brock as he stopped walking and turned to face him, "I'm 
gay...."  He put his 
hand on his shoulder and said with a more serious looking face, "And I 
love you."

Ash just stood there with a face that looked like someone just shoved 
something into his virgin ass 
without warning.

"Oh you don't have to make that face, baby," he said with a sexual tone 
of voice, "at least not 
yet...besides, I like to take it slow...."

He fainted.

All of a sudden, Brock burst out laughing.

(Hey, no offense to any bisexual/homosexual/whatever people.  It's just 
a joke, so if you 
got offended, I'm sorry, and I didn't write it in any way to offend 
you.  My apologies.  Now, on 
with the story....)

"I'm just kidding, Ash!" he said between laughs.  Somehow, Ash got up.  
(Hey, anime!)

"Oh...you really scared me for a sec...."

(Sorry!!!)

"But seriously," said Brock with a serious face once again, but this 
time a real one, "Ash, there's 
something I need to tell you.  I'm sure you'll be very pleased if I'm 
correct, but I must 
warn you not to get your hopes up under any conditions."

"Okay...what's up?"

"There's a possibility that Pikachu..."

Ash's attention rocketed to 200%.

"May still be alive...."

His jaw dropped.

"Very, very much alive."


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