I suppose I should write a disclaimer, not sure why though... How can I own Pokemon? If I did, I wouldn't be posting at all. I'd be buying stuff all day. Anyways... I do not own Pokemon or any characters that appear in it.
Three pokemon trainers, one with a pikachu clinging to a cap on his head, wearily entered the town known as Kogane City. Though it was nearing 8 pm, one couldn't really tell how late it was getting due to the illumination from the many buildings and street lamps.
"Man, you can't even see any stars out," Ash complained, casually waving at the purple haze of a sky.
"At least we can sleep in a bed for once," Misty countered, readjusting her red backpack.
Ash couldn't help but roll his eyes at the comment. "And you were supposed to be the romantic one," he remarked smartly.
Misty thumped him hard on the back in response, throwing Pikachu off balance from his trainer's head. He(She, he, it, whatever) jumped down and decided to walk lest he be injured from further retaliation over one of his trainer's not so well thought out remarks.
"Hey Brock, what do you think, you like camping out?" Ash queried, "Brock?"
Both he and Misty turned to see why their older friend wasn't replying. Misty groaned at what she saw while Ash just smirked. Brock, the former Pewter City gym leader, was gawking at an Officer Jenny, who was putting up a wanted poster on a wall.
"Not again," Misty fumed as she began to storm her way towards the obsessed boy in order to drag him away as she did many times in the past. She didn't get far though as a gloved hand slipped into hers, keeping her in place.
"Wha-what?" She stuttered, turning to face the one who was holding her hand. She could feel her cheeks turning red.
"Aww, leave Brock alone," Ash coaxed, "He hasn't seen an Officer Jenny in three whole weeks!"
He smiled warmly as Misty nodded in consent, now speechless from what was happening. "Brock? We'll see you at the Pokemon Center then?"
"Yeah, sure, whatever," Brock answered, not paying attention to what his friend had just said, as he launched himself at the officer of the law. From where Ash and Misty stood, they could overhear fragments of what Brock was rapidly saying. The two sweat dropped when the phrase "Will you marry me?" came up.
"Pikachu?" Ash started, releasing Misty's hand so he could pet his first pokemon, "Will you stay and make sure Brock gets to the center?"
"Cha..." the pokemon replied happily. When Ash had finished petting him, Pikachu flashed him a peace sign and scampered off to make sure Brock didn't get into any trouble.
Ash resumed walking but found himself alone. He turned his head to see that Misty was in the same spot, apparently finding something absolutely fascinating about the cement road.
"Misty? You okay?"
"Huh?" Misty questioned, snapping out of her reverie.
"You coming?"
"Yeah, I'm coming."
The two didn't have to go too far before they found themselves in the lobby of the town's Pokemon Center. Within minutes, they had checked out two rooms and were ready to turn in for the night. Misty stifling a yawn, was about to enter her room when again Ash's gloved hand finding hers stopped her dead in her tracks.
"Hey Misty...?"
"Yes Ash," she squeaked, her heart thumping loudly in her chest, wilding hoping that he would say something that she only dreamed of.
"Let's go eat, I'm starving!"
"Sure Ash," Misty said, sighing in relief as her composure returned, "I'll meet you back here in 15 minutes?"
"Great!" he beamed and in a flash he disappeared into his room down the hall.
"Yeah, great..."
Actually... I didn't get too far with how this is going to go so I'll have to finish this another time.
Three pokemon trainers, one with a pikachu clinging to a cap on his head, wearily entered the town known as Kogane City. Though it was nearing 8 pm, one couldn't really tell how late it was getting due to the illumination from the many buildings and street lamps.
"Man, you can't even see any stars out," Ash complained, casually waving at the purple haze of a sky.
"At least we can sleep in a bed for once," Misty countered, readjusting her red backpack.
Ash couldn't help but roll his eyes at the comment. "And you were supposed to be the romantic one," he remarked smartly.
Misty thumped him hard on the back in response, throwing Pikachu off balance from his trainer's head. He(She, he, it, whatever) jumped down and decided to walk lest he be injured from further retaliation over one of his trainer's not so well thought out remarks.
"Hey Brock, what do you think, you like camping out?" Ash queried, "Brock?"
Both he and Misty turned to see why their older friend wasn't replying. Misty groaned at what she saw while Ash just smirked. Brock, the former Pewter City gym leader, was gawking at an Officer Jenny, who was putting up a wanted poster on a wall.
"Not again," Misty fumed as she began to storm her way towards the obsessed boy in order to drag him away as she did many times in the past. She didn't get far though as a gloved hand slipped into hers, keeping her in place.
"Wha-what?" She stuttered, turning to face the one who was holding her hand. She could feel her cheeks turning red.
"Aww, leave Brock alone," Ash coaxed, "He hasn't seen an Officer Jenny in three whole weeks!"
He smiled warmly as Misty nodded in consent, now speechless from what was happening. "Brock? We'll see you at the Pokemon Center then?"
"Yeah, sure, whatever," Brock answered, not paying attention to what his friend had just said, as he launched himself at the officer of the law. From where Ash and Misty stood, they could overhear fragments of what Brock was rapidly saying. The two sweat dropped when the phrase "Will you marry me?" came up.
"Pikachu?" Ash started, releasing Misty's hand so he could pet his first pokemon, "Will you stay and make sure Brock gets to the center?"
"Cha..." the pokemon replied happily. When Ash had finished petting him, Pikachu flashed him a peace sign and scampered off to make sure Brock didn't get into any trouble.
Ash resumed walking but found himself alone. He turned his head to see that Misty was in the same spot, apparently finding something absolutely fascinating about the cement road.
"Misty? You okay?"
"Huh?" Misty questioned, snapping out of her reverie.
"You coming?"
"Yeah, I'm coming."
The two didn't have to go too far before they found themselves in the lobby of the town's Pokemon Center. Within minutes, they had checked out two rooms and were ready to turn in for the night. Misty stifling a yawn, was about to enter her room when again Ash's gloved hand finding hers stopped her dead in her tracks.
"Hey Misty...?"
"Yes Ash," she squeaked, her heart thumping loudly in her chest, wilding hoping that he would say something that she only dreamed of.
"Let's go eat, I'm starving!"
"Sure Ash," Misty said, sighing in relief as her composure returned, "I'll meet you back here in 15 minutes?"
"Great!" he beamed and in a flash he disappeared into his room down the hall.
"Yeah, great..."
Actually... I didn't get too far with how this is going to go so I'll have to finish this another time.