Narr: We watch as our heroes get prepared this morning… wait where is Ash? May: “Ash, get up!” Ash groaned in response. He couldn’t get up. May walked over to Ash’s tent. She looked inside. “Ahhhh! You look terrible!” She shouted. “Huh, what’s the matter May?” Brock and Max asked running over. Ash opened his eyes a bit. He was burning up. “Mis—Misty? Is that you?” He asked slowly. May and Max had confused looks. “Why would he ask if MISTY was here?” Max asked. “Well,” Brock said thinking. “Maybe it was because when Ash got sick Misty would take care of him.” “Or,” Max said giving a sly look. “It’s because he has a crush!” May began to laugh. She calmed down. “Let’s phone Misty.” Brock said getting up. “I’ll go with you!” May spoke up. “I’ll stay here...” Max said sighing Later at the pokemon center Brock typed in Misty’s phone number. (“Hello, like what do you want?”) “Put Misty on the phone! Now!” (“Ok, like what’s your problem?”) (“Hello?”) “Hey Misty! It’s Brock!” (“Hey Brock! Where’s Ash?”) “That’s why I’m calling! He’s really sick!” (*Gasp* I’ll be right there!) “Bye!” Brock hang up. “So?” May asked. “She’s coming. 1 hour later. *pant* “So where is he?” Misty shouted bursting in the doors. “Follow us!” Brock ran out the doors followed by May and Misty.