Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon.
Dawn brushed back a strand of her midnight blue hair from her face. She took a look at her surroundings from under her sunglasses.
Kids playing. Mothers scolding. Friends talking.
Two guys approached her; one of them had a camera.
"Excuse me miss, do you mind being a part of the video we are making?" The guy without the camera asked.
"Um sure!" Dawn smiled.
"Alright!" He said back, as the guy with the camera started filming.
"Kiss me or Slap me?" The guy asked.
Splat. The faraway sound of an ice cream cone falling to the ground was heard.
Dawn blanched. What kind of question was that?
Slap. A hand smacked against the poor guy's face.
"That's your answer. Now piss off."
Paul.
He grabbed Dawn's wrist and dragged her away from the two guys.
"You dropped my ice cream cone." She mumbled while he was whisking her away.
Paul stopped. He raised an eyebrow.
"Really? Is that all you thought about after what just happened?"
She looked at him with pleading eyes.
Paul rolled his eyes. "Alright fine. Let's go get your ice cream.
"Yes!" Dawn tackled him into a hug.
Paul is like ice cream. Cold, but sweet.
A/N: For my Ikarishipping readers! Hoped you liked it!
The "Kiss or Slap" thing was from a video I watched, and I just thought why not make a fanfic about it. And the perfect ship seemed like Ikarishipping!
I'm currently finishing a Contestshipping oneshot, and I have an idea for a Pokeshipping oneshot. So.. watch out for those in the future! School might get in the way though... currently surviving the first week of school...
Thanks for reading!