Around 3 PM, Ash was getting ready for his party. He had on a black tuxedo, looking himself over in the mirror. His hair still looked the same. He figured there wasn't anything wrong with it. His Mom appeared behind him.
"Ash, you look so handsome." She came up to him and tied his tie properly. Then she fixed the collar, and the cuffs, and his hair, and made sure there were no smudges on his face, and made sure his shoes were properly shined and that he had no wrinkles on his clothes.
"There. You look perfect."
"Thanks, Mom." He rushed on downstairs, and saw nothing out of the ordinary in the living room.
"Uh...Mom?"
"Yes, Ash?" "How come there's no...birthday stuff here?"
"Not in the living room. Look outside." Ash shrugged and walked toward the door. He opened it to find a very strange sight that made his mouth hang open. A rather large stage was being set up in the wide field in the middle of Pallet. There were a few large amps were connected to a DJ booth.
"Whoa..." Was the only word Ash could say after seeing this. His Mom stood next to him, placing a hand on his shoulder.
"Happy Birthday, Ash. Do you like it?"
"Yeah...but this is formal?? I hope you didn't go through too much trouble, Mom."
"Nonsense, Ash. I've been saving up for this since your last Birthday." Ash's Mom sure wasn't treating Ash like a kid anymore. Ash smiled.
"Thanks, Mom." Ash gave his Mom a hug.
"You're Welcome, sweetie. Oh, by the way, you wouldn't mind if I let someone else come to your party, do you?"
"Not at all...Who is it, though."
"Well,...seeing as how the stage is so big, I invited the whole town." Ash's eyes grew a bit wider.
"The whole...town?" "There's not that many people in the town. There's only 25 or so. And I'm sure some of them may not want to come. I also have a caterer on the way for the food."
"All right, Mom." A caterer? Ash's Mom was really giving him a great party.
"I'm also baking a cake for you, Ash. Just a small one."
"That's all right. But I think we should start getting ready for everyone to come instead of standing here."
"Good idea." Ash and his Mom were just about to go inside when a voice called to Ash.
"Hey, Ash! Hey!"

They both turned around and saw the same old Brock running toward Ash house.
"Brock!!" Ash yelled with a smile. Brock ran up to them, wearing pretty much the same outfit that Ash was. and shook Ash's hand.
"Hello, Brock!" Ash's Mom said, giving Brock a hug.
"Hello, Mrs. Ketchum. You look very nice today."
"Why, thank you, Brock."
"Ash, you're almost as tall as I am." Brock said with a chuckle.
"I'm getting there." Ash replied, smiling a bit.
"Wow, this looks like some party here." He was referring to the stage.
"Yeah, this is my Mom's idea of 'formal'"
"This looks like it's gonna be some party. Is Misty coming?" Ash suddenly went into a trance-like state, thinking of Misty.
"Ash? You okay?" Brock asked him. Ash snapped out of it.
"Oh, yeah she is."
"Well, looks like it's all set then."
"Let's all go inside. I'll make some tea." Ash Mom said, politely.
"Sounds like a good idea to me." Brock said as they all stepped into the house.
"Oh wait." Brock stopped them.
"I forgot. Here you go Ash." He handed Ash a small velvet box out of his side pocket.
"Ash took it, and opened it, finding a 10-karat gold necklace inside.
"Oh man, Brock. This is--"
"A token of my friendship, Ash." Brock cut him off. Ash's Mom picked up the necklace.
"This is so nice, Brock. Here, Ash. I'll put it on." Ash's Mom opened the small link in the back and put it around Ash's neck. She linked it back on, and admired how good her son looked.
"Thanks, Brock." Ash gave Brock a friendly hug, patting him on the back.
"No problem, Ash. I thought it would be something the World's Greatest Pokémon Master would like." He broke the hug, and they went inside, Ash smiling as he looked at his present.

"Where is she?" Ash was getting nervous, pacing around on the grass while a few people were dancing to the music on stage. It was already 5 PM, and most of Pallet showed up, giving Ash a friendly "Happy Birthday," but Misty still hadn't shown up. The caterer had came and went. Leaving behind a large buffet table with food from chips to soda to chicken wings. Ash kept impatiently looking at his watch almost every minute. He wanted her to be there...a lot. Brock came up to him, eating a couple of wings.
"Don't wowwy, Aah. She'ww be hewe." Brock said with his mouth full.
"Brock, don't talk with your mouth full."
"Sowwy." Brock swallowed it.
"If she said she'll be here, she'll be here. Calm down, Ash." Ash sighed.
"You're right, Brock." Ash sat down on the one of the plastic chairs set up on the ground, leaning back and folding his arms behind his head, while looking at the dimming sky. Brock sat next to him, still going at those wings.
"Hm?" Ash mumbled as he saw a light out of the corner of his eye. A taxi cab was pulling up about 40 yards away from them.
"That must be her." Ash said, as he stood up, walking toward the cab.
"Whu--Wait uf!" Brock said, finishing the wings and cleaning his mouth. Brock quickly got up and followed Ash close behind. Before they got halfway there, a sparkling figure came out of the back. Literally.
"Thanks." She said after handing the cabby some money. Ash and Brock were making thier way closer to the figure. The figure looked Ash right in his eyes just as the cabby drove away. Ash's breath was taken away.
"Misty?"