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Ash woke up early he had alot on his mind. I need to talk to Brock. He got up and grabbed a towel out of the closet and headed toward the bathroom in his boxers. Suddenly the bathroom door opened and there was Misty in her nightgown. Ash turned three shades red each darker than the last. He was too busy being embarrassed to notice how she was dressed at the moment. “Sorry Mist, I need a shower.” Misty smiled, “It’s ok Ash, I’m done already.” She of course took advantage of the opportunity to admire his body. Lord have mercy forgive me for I want to sin! She thought. He was breathing funny because he was embarrassed. Misty smiled to herself. Still shy as a baby Pidgey. “Misty you can move now.” Now Misty was the one who got embarrassed. “Oh ya, uh...sorry.” She walked down the hall fanning herself with a magazine. Need to cool off, calm down. Her heart was racing a mile a minute.

Geez I wonder why she was all flustered? Whatever, maybe its the heat. Little did he know it wasn’t from the weather. Ash took his shower and headed down the hall to his room. Misty was just coming out of hers and ran into him in nothing but a towel. “We gotta stop meeting like this,” chuckled Misty. What’s he trying to give me a heart attack. Ya right. He’s so oblivious to how he affects me. Clueless. Misty was in a robe and walked off to the shower. Ash hurried and got dressed so she would still hopefully be in the shower when he left. He lucked out. He walked over to the Pallet Motel to get some advise.

Brock stirred it had been a long night. I can’t believe I didn’t recognize Misty. Ash is so clueless. He should've seen the way she was looking at him all night. Of course he was totally wasted for a good part of the night. Man if I was him. I’d go for it, she’s clearly interested. Suddenly there was a knock. Why so early? It can't be Ash after last night he’ll probably sleep till three and Misty’s no better. Maybe it’s Tracey or Gary. “Coming.” He opened the door and there was Ash up before 9a what a shock. “Since when are you up this early. Especially since you must have a hang over.” Ash laughed, “I don‘t know why but I don‘t have one.” Brock then asked, “So what is it? You must be here for a reason this early.” Ash sighed heavily, “Well it all started when Gary found out Misty was coming......” Ash told Brock all about the bet with Gary.

“You need to back out of this! You can‘t do that to her.” Ash was taken aback he didn’t expect this reaction. “Brock chill it‘s only a kiss, if she doesn‘t like it. We will still be friends.” Brock was the one sighing now, “Look Ash you don‘t understand you don‘t realize something.” Ash was now totally lost. “What are you talking about?” Brock gave up. It’s really not my place to interfere besides she obviously doesn't want him to know or she would've told him already. “Nothing, nevermind. So what do you want from me?” I’m not taking the picture or video camera or whatever!!

“I need to know how to win her over. How to make her want to kiss me.” To this Brock was thinking, And I need to kill you. OPEN YOUR EYES IDIOT. SHE ALREADY DOES. IT’S WRITTEN ALL OVER HER FACE! It has been since you were ten years old. Brock was screaming on the inside. He could already feel the guilt. I don’t think Ash loves her like she loves him. But what can I do? He’s got me against the wall here. “Just be yourself man.” Brock should take his own advise, thought Ash. “You know she already likes you just the way you are.” Ash sighed, “Yeah as a friend. I need her to like me just a little more than that so I can kiss her and get Gary off my back.” Brock didn’t really know what to say to that. How can he be so blind to the truth? Right, he’s Ash. Ha I answered my own question.

“Look Ash I‘m 24 and all I‘ve had are flings. No one seems to want to even get serious with me. Not to be blunt but you are asking the wrong person. Why don‘t you ask your mom? Get a woman‘s perspective on it?” Maybe Brock is right. “Okay, but do you think, maybe you could get Misty outta the house so I can?” Brock smiled, “No, Problem.” Wake up and realize fool before it’s too late and she gives up on you. Ash left but he went to the Professor’s to give Brock time and Brock was gonna call him when he was heading out with Misty.

Misty got out of the shower and went down for breakfast. Hmmm. where’s Ash? Suddenly the phone began to ring. Better get it I think Mrs. Ketchum is asleep still. “Hello,” An image of Brock popped on the screen. “Ash came by and he has a bunch of errands to run wanna spend the day with you‘re old pal Brock?” Misty smiled, “Sure, it‘ll be nice to catch up on what‘s going on with you.” Brock responded, “Great! I‘ll see you in an hour.”

Ash walked toward the Professors. What in the world was Brock trying to get at? He was making my brain hurt a little. I can’t figure it out. Whatever. I hope Tracey has better advise than Brock did or rather didn’t. He walked up the driveway to the door. Luckily Tracey answered and Gary didn’t seem to be anywhere near by. “Hey Ash, kinda early for you to be up.” Ash informed Tracey of his situation. “I know Gary told me already.” was Tracey’s response. Ash looked hopeful, “Well can you give me some advise?” Tracey began, “Just offer to sketch her.” Ash was irritated at this, “I‘m not you.” Tracey pondered what to say next, “Sing her a song.” Ash’s excuse for this was, “I cannot sing, were you there when Lapras was scared?” Oh that’s right, remembered Tracey. “I know, learn to speak French, she likes that.” Ash was really aggravated now, “I only have two weeks man!” Tracey gave up sick of Ash‘s excuses, “Go Ask Professor Oak.” Ash sighed again. “Worth a try, I guess.”

He walked into the research room the Professor had fallen asleep on the keyboard of his computer. Ash laughed to himself and nudged the old man. “Professor Oak” The Professor yawned his breathe reeked. He must’ve fallen asleep in here. He looks like hell. “What is it, Ash?” It’s too early for him to even be awake, something must be bothering him. “Well I was wondering how you ask a girl out?” The Professor smiled. Ah, young love, I remember oh so long ago......... “Uh Professor?” What huh, oh. “Well Ash you need to get yourself a Promise Ring. You give it to her and promise to be hers forever.” *Ash sweatdropped* Guess I shouldn't of asked! “Professor I‘m not trying to get married! I just wanted...oh nevermind, I‘ll see you around. Bye Professor.” The Professor went back to sleep on his keyboard. Geez, I’m running out of options!

Brock just called it was all clear to head back home. I hope Mom has some useful advise instead of more useless waste of my time advise. Too bad I can’t go to Misty. She’d be the perfect person to get advise from. But I can’t ask her for advise and then turn around and use it on her. She’d catch on! His mom was sitting at the kitchen table clipping coupons. “Honey, what is it?” Am I so obvious? What am I thinking, this is my mother! Oh my...what is on her RING finger? Ash suddenly forgot that he needed girl advise. “Uh, Mom what‘s that ring?” She replied to his horror, “A Promise ring.” Oh my god! She’s gonna marry Professor Oak! EWWW! “Uh, Mom, why are you wearing a Promise ring?” She answered back, “Oh well when your father was alive, he gave it to me. When we were going steady in high school.” Ash let out a huge sigh of relief. Maybe Mom can give me some real advise here? He began, “Hey Mom, how can I impress a girl?” Delia squealed with repressed joy. He’s interested in Misty. Inside she was clapping childishly. “Well dear, you could take her for a nice walk in the moonlight, I always liked doing that with your father.” Grandchildren!!! she was thinking to herself. Ash was thinking too but not that, finally something I can actually do! “Thanks, Mom.” Get her Ash, get him Misty!

Meanwhile Brock and Misty were chatting away. Poor girl, I’m gonna kill him if he hurts her. She’s like a sister to me. I need to protect her. But there’s no way she would stay away from Ash. “So Misty you got a boyfriend?” Not yet, she thought. “No.” Here goes, “Misty, do you like anyone, anyone I know? ” Eck! Does he know? Deny, deny! I must deny! “A...I mean no.” Whoa, slip of the tongue. Good going Misty! You’re supposed to deny. Misty was thinking to herself. Brock wasn’t buying it, he could see right through it! “Come out with it!” He knows? I never told a soul. “What are you talking about? There‘s nobody.” Brock looked at her and got really serious, “You started to say something, something that starts with an A....like Ash. You were staring at him all night at the bar. I‘m not blind. I can see. Quite denying it already, it‘s too obvious unless your Ash that is.” Misty gave up, “Fine, but he doesn‘t feel the same and if you utter one single word to him about this, let‘s just say you won't have to worry about getting anyone pregnant!” *Brock sweatdropped.* “Loud and clear general Misty.” She gave him an evil look, “I‘m not joking! I‘ll do it. Do you understand?” *Brock sweatdropped again.* “Yes. Perfectly.” He was pretty scared she looked like a mad women. Guess I won’t worry about her. She can handle herself. But of course he wasn’t realizing there’s a weakness when it comes to Ash.

She arrived home in time for dinner with Ash and Mrs. Ketchum. Brock went to his motel to sleep. He said he got up too early. They all ate in awkward silence till Mrs. Ketchum spoke up. “Let‘s watch a movie.” Ash and Misty sat together. Mrs. Ketchum snuck out of the room. Goodnight kids. Misty laid her head on Ash's shoulder, she was getting sleepy. Her hair smells nice. Her skin is so soft. I think I’m kinda looking forward to kissing her. Who knows what’ll happen? He carried her limp sleeping form to her room and removed her shoes and tucked her in. On impulse he kissed her cheek. She smiled in her sleep. She looks so peaceful and content. Of course he doesn't know that is because she dreamed of his kiss. On the lips that is.