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Title: Secret Stash
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: None
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #91, Stressed
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Satoshi Tajiri, Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit, non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*

Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks

Warnings: Binging, menses

She tears through the wrappers, almost drooling as the candy underneath is revealed. Bitter dark chocolate studded with almonds, shiny squares of caramel, Turkish delight studded with pine nuts and raisins, and the Pokemon-shaped, fruit-flavored marshmallows that she had to order a month in advance.

Misty crams the first candy bar into her mouth, almost sobbing in relief. She’s not a bulimic, absolutely not, but all girls have urges, and chocolate is definitely one she doesn’t get to indulge enough. She’s working her way through the marshmallows when she hears footsteps.

Brock and Ash stand in the doorway, gaping openly.

“And you said I had bad manners!” Ash squawks indignantly.

Misty swallows her mouthful and sticks her tongue out at him, while Brock just shook his head in disbelief.

However, he does know about PMS, so he wisely says nothing, and leads Ash away so she can eat in peace.

Misty rips another plastic bag open. Gummy worms spill all over the table. She doesn’t care. She’s tired. She needs sugar now.

By the time she finishes gorging herself, she has a slight stomachache, but at least she no longer wants to cry or commit suicide. She takes some Motrin for the cramps, and then heads to the bathroom for a long, hot shower.

Mmm… sugar.

End Fic

Completed 1/28/08

Edited 9/22/09