Disclaimer: I do not own pokémon. And I never will. Satoshi Tajiri doesn't even let me go into Japan anymore. So, sorry, I don't.
Title: Mushy, Gushy, and Lovey Dovey
Summary: Misty tries to explain to Ash what falling in love feels like.
Genre: Humor, slight romance.
A/N: Oh man... I'm really starting to hate what I've decided for my thirty day challenge... Each day seems harder than the last... MY BRAIN IS TRYING TO SQUEEZE OUT MY ADHD INDUCED CREATIVITY FLUIDS LIKE THE WAY YOU TRY TO GET THE LAST PASTE THINGS OUT OF A TOOTHPASTE TUBE. That's what my mind feels like. These are like the dregs of... my creativity tea. I DON'T KNOW!
Oh yeah, and this is just dialogue.
"Hey, Misty?"
"Yeah, Ash?"
"I have a question..."
"What is it?"
"Um..."
"HURRY UP!"
"AH! SORRY!"
"Whatever. What's your question?"
"What does being in love feel like?"
"...WHAT?! Why would you want to know?"
"Just because! Please, Misty?"
"...Fine. Now stop the puppy eyes."
"YAY!"
"Shut up."
"Sorry..."
"Ok. Being in love is like..."
"Yeah?"
"Um... You have... this feeling..."
"Mhmm?"
"It's... uh..."
"Mushy?"
"Where'd you get that...? Whatever. Yes. Kinda... mushy."
"Yeah?"
"Umm... Mushy... and gushy."
"That doesn't help!"
"SHUT UP!"
"Sorry..."
"Right. Where was I? Oh yeah. Ok. It's... lovey dovey."
"Really?"
"...Sure. You get kinda...warm inside..."
"And?"
"And... whenever you're near the person you love, your heart starts beating faster..."
"What else?"
"Um... you really wanna... I don't know, cuddle with that person...?"
"Really?"
"Yeah, whatever. And... um... it's really cheesy."
"Why? I don't think so!"
"Well, I do."
"I don't. And, Misty?"
"Yeah?"
"...I think I might be in love."
I DON'T CARE. I DON'T. I DON'T. I only wrote this because I had to. If you have any complaints about the terrible quality, just do it. Otherwise, LEAVE ME BE! *goes and sobs hysterically in a corner for some reason*
Misty: ...Ok, while she's off, I'll say it. Please review and tell Sarah what you thought! Otherwise, she might just get crazier... *looks at me worriedly*
Ash: Misty... Why aren't you talking to me?