Hello everybody! This fanfic is a entry to Metrokarateacademyrocks's contest. I did it a little early even though I'm usually a last minute person. Anyways, I wasn't supposed to be writing anything this month. It was supposed to be a writing free week, but this offer was just too good to refuse. Hehehe... I hope you guys like it! I find it really make believe and weird, but it's just for fun right? And I did have tons of fun writing this.
Bolded words below are the ones I'm going to use...
Topics Avaliable:
Dating a Fern (big green plant that grows...?)
Groaning at Random Times
Talking to Myself
Shippings Avaliable:
Pokeshipping (Ash and Misty)
Contestshipping (Drew and May)
Ikarishipping (Paul and Dawn)
Oldrivalshipping (Gary and Leaf)
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon or the contest and ideas. I actually do own the ferny idea though. xD
"Hey Ash," Misty called out as she watched Ash walk past her from the other side of the street. He turned around slowly trying to track down the cause of the sudden yelling. She waved frantically to catch his attention, and he grinned widely in return. She quickly caught up to him, crossing the streets as if there wasn't a care in the world.
Ash, who seemed a bit surprised to be joined by Misty all of a sudden, asked, "What are you doing here?"
She shrugged in response. "I have nothing to do. My sisters are finally letting me out of the house. I want to enjoy my freedom you know."
"With me?" He seemed the slightest shocked. His expression showed all the questions forming up inside his head. He was utterly confused. Why would she want to spend her free time with him?
"Sure, why not," was her only reply. She flashed him an assuring smile. It seemed to have eased most of the confusion from his face since his puzzled look partly cleared up. They walked along the sidewalk side-by-side and started conversations along the way. A couple of times, an argument would brew up. However, their discussion would purify the next minute. An argument would never last to long, but it would often be about the stupidest of things. As they continued their talk, it was all interrupted when Ash tripped over the pavement. Sprawling helplessly on the ground, Misty sighed briefly.
Picking himself off of the ground, his hands stumbled upon a little object. Picking the tiny object in his hand, he identified it as a fern. Fully healthy and filled with green, it was about a foot tall in height with more leaves on it than necessarily. Ash held the fern from it's pot delicately, cradling it against his arms.
"Ash, what are you doing?" Misty's voice pierced through the atmosphere as Ash snapped out of his trance. He smiled sheepishly and looked down at the green fern again.
A bigger grin formed on his face and he very softly, he said to Misty, "Misty, I don't think you'll believe me if I told you this..."
"What is it?" Her voice was filled with wonder and curiosity-she had no idea what was going on.
In a smooth, gentle tone, he murmured, "I think I'm in love."
"With the plant?" She gave Ash a weird look, one that she gives everyone when she doesn't understand what they're talking about.
Ash yelped as if Misty had just offended him for the first time. "Not with the plant! The fern, Misty. The fern!"
"It's the same thing," she pointed out.
"No," he argued, "a fern is the more precise term."
Misty was fuming by now. "Oh, so now you chose to be smart!" she said in an exasperated tone and threw her hands up to match her tone.
He responded wisely, "Love can make one do many strange things."
"Oh dear." Misty face-palmed herself, shaking her head as her hands were still pressed upon it.
"C'mon Ferny, let's go home now," he suggested. He quickened his pace and held the fern closely towards his chest.
She had always thought Ash was weird somehow and was lacking common sense, but now, she knew for sure there was definitely something wrong with him. Does he even have common sense?
As she saw Ash beginning to disappear from view, she didn't bother to catch up to him anymore. She felt something twist and turned inside her stomach. What was this feeling?
No, she's not going to be jealous of a plant. No, this wasn't happening; this can't be happening.
He swung the front door of his home open and rushed into his room. Ash set the fern on his table with full care and collapsed onto his bed. "Ferny, I know that we just met, but I feel as if I've know you forever. Like I've said before, I think I might be in love!"
As a typical fern would do, it stayed silent. Its leaves swayed back and forth to the rhythm and direction of the wind. The mild breeze brushed the gentle leaves and made a nice sound of rustling. Beautiful. It was simply amazing. It felt like bringing a whole jungle of trees, plants, and other wildlife into your room. Ash sighed in awe. "Aw, Ferny! Do that again!" he demanded playfully like a five-year-old watching a magic trick.
Scary thing was, the little fern did move again this time, but swaying a little more violently to produce yet a louder sound. Satisfied, Ash's grin grew wider than before.
I'm actually very proud of this chapter. I'm proud of the improvement in my writing. My vocabulary is still an epic fail.
I cannot believe that this chapter came out so short. This is honestly the shortest chapter I've ever written. More to come!
There's still plenty of time to enter the contest so ask metrokarateacademyrocks for more information. Hurry the deadline's coming up real fast! Spread the word! Enter your stories!
Last order of business, pweese review!
With lots of love,
Lily
