A Series of Fortunate Events
A/N: This is a new story of mine. A collection of one-shots that are very short and poorly written! Doesn't that excite you??? No? Read anyway. I want to thank Iceshadow, for giving me force…I mean, encouragement to write another Pokemon one-shot.
Chapter 1: Ash"What the hell are you doing?" Brock asked Ash, who, for some strange reason, was staring into the toilet.
"Misty…will come out of there…any second now…"
Brock, confused, looked into the toilet.
…After looking for five minutes, he sat down with Ash to wait for Misty.
Unbelievably, Misty's head popped right out of the toilet. She stared in shock at the sight of Ash and Brock, sitting like they were waiting for her. "Wah! Were…were you guys watching me???"
"Only Ash was watching you," Brock explained, still shocked that Ash was right. Ash waved stupidly. "Alas, I have no eyes."
"Misty, will you go out with me?" Ash asked.
"No."
"DAMN IT, MISTY! LOOK AT THE TITLE!"
Dawn appeared out of nowhere in a pink tee shirt that said, "Nobody throws Pokéballs like I do." "It's true," she said. "I have six words for Misty. A. Series. Of. Fortunate. Events."
"Good counting," Brock whispered to Ash.
"You mean that's not six words?" Ash whispered back.
"Haha. Good one," Brock snickered.
"No, really."
"Sure, I guess I'll go out with you," Misty said to Ash.
"Yay!" Ash shouted. He suddenly froze. "Stoic. Someone who is not affected by joy or grief."
"Whoa."
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What a great chapter that was! The best part is that Ash would never make a comment like that! Again, special thanks to Iceshadow. Stoic is my new word for Paul. ~Furyfur