I was bored…so I wrote this…the Advanceshipping is near the end. Enjoy.

I do NOT own Pokémon

"What to get, what to get…" Ash asked no one in particular as he browsed through the shelves trying to find the fabled 'Perfect Gift' for one traveling companion. He had spent the past four hours shopping for such a thing and was seriously beginning to doubt it existed. The only thing he had bought was a large bottle of ketchup which was now being happily suckled by the yellow rodent who was wobbly sitting on the raven haired teen's shoulder.

"This is impossible." Ash sighed as he sifted through piles of books and a few movies.

"What'cha lookin' fer young'un?" An old lady appearing out of seemingly nowhere asked.

The answer was slightly muffled as the startled Ash tumbled into the pile of dusty books. After removing himself from the previously stated pile of books Ash repeated himself, "I'm looking for a birthday gift for a friend." Ash said as his face turned a slightly darker shade of red.

"Oh…I think I understand. How's this?" The lady asked as she held up a rather large, metal, pot.

"She'd kill me with it." Ash responded the quaver of fear in his voice obvious.

"She's that strong?" The lady asked rather disbelievingly.

"No, but her cooking is…" The he replied with a small cringe.

The next hour was spent with the lady brandishing everything from books, to some lesser known romance movies, to a 'Number 1 friend!' coffee mug… May didn't even drink coffee. Eventually Pikachu disappeared to go buy his own gift.

As hope for the 'Perfect Gift' was dwindled the lady emerged from the pile of miscellaneous odds-and-ends with a rather small box.

"This, I think will be what you're lookin' fer young'un." The elderly shopkeeper said as she handed Ash the box.

"A digital picture frame?" Ash asked.

"That doohickey takes all sorts of technology you young'uns use today, it can hook up to a Pokénav, Pokégear, Pokétch, and a Pokédex." The lady explained.

"That's perfect, thanks Miss…" Ash started but realized he didn't know her name.

"Sally." The elderly lady introduced herself with a smile.

"Sally, right, thanks but I gotta run now." Ash said hurriedly as he paid for the item and ran out of the store.

Twenty minutes of jogging and one rather frantic scramble up a surprisingly steep hill later and Ash finally slowed to a walk in order to transfer some pictures from his Pokédex to the picture frame. As the pictures filled the small screen Ash noticed that Pikachu had caught up with him, the rodent dragged one large ketchup bottle behind him, and carried a card between his teeth, as if that weren't enough the faithful Pokémon also balanced a wrapped gift on it's head.

"I don't even want to know how much you spent…" Ash muttered.

A slightly muffled, "Pika!" was the only response.

Ash was about to respond when a picture caught his eye; the one taken at the Holiday party, the moment when Ash and May were caught under the mistletoe was now saved onto the picture frame. Ash smiled at the memory.

"O-oh, well n-no breaking tradition, r-right?" May had said as her face darkened.

As Will had said, that was a pretty interesting Holiday party. After the rest of the pictures uploaded Ash hid the gift in side pocket of his backpack.

After a ten minute walk Ash returned to the makeshift camp and found a rather eager May awaiting him.

"So…where'd ya go?" May asked nonchalantly.

"Nowhere." Ash replied as he crossed his arms over his chest.

May replied by sticking her tongue out at him.

"Real mature May, real mature…" Ash laughed.

The day slowly dragged by until the sun had set. The Ash, Brock, and Max all gathered around the fire each with a package, a few minutes later May emerged from her tent with Pikachu standing on her shoulders covering her eyes. After a few stumbles and one collision with a tree May was seated on a log across from the group.

"Well, here's what I got you." Max said enthusiastically, as he handed May his sloppily wrapped present. After a few minutes of frantic tearing later, and May had in her possession a special hair brush for her Eevee (from Max,) a new bandana (from Brock,) and a box of one hundred packets of ketchup (from Pikachu.)

"I would've wrapped it but you were constantly right behind me…" Ash trailed off as he handed her the picture frame.

"What is it?" May asked as she inspected the small rectangle.

"A digital picture frame, I saved a few onto it already." Ash replied as he turned the device on.

May grinned as she saw the picture of Ash in his swim trunks with a Remoraid firmly attached to his posterior.

"That wasn't funny you know…" Ash muttered as he gently rubbed his backside.

The slideshow continued showing pictures of May winning her first Contest, when she first battled with Torchic, and more. Eventually a picture of the group all together appeared, Ash and May were laughing as Brock was pulled away from Nurse Joy by Max while Pikachu and a Charmander were shown hoisting Eevee onto their shoulders. Eevee was subsequently tossed into a small puddle, while Brock began to cry, and Ash and May were literally leaning on each other for support as they continued to laugh.

"How'd you get this?" May asked as she smiled at the memory.

"I got in touch with Will." Ash replied.

Before May could respond the final picture appeared, the same one that caught Ash's attention earlier now caused both teens to blush.

"I-I didn't know anyone took a picture!" May stuttered.

"Neither did I, but then again I also didn't realize Will had pick-pocketed my Pokédex." Ash replied.

"Well, it wasn't that bad, was it?" May asked.

"N-no, not r-really." Ash stammered.

May started to slowly close the distance between herself and Ash, just before the two could kiss however, a flash startled the pair apart.

"Yeah, that's a keeper." Brock snickered as he checked the display of his Pokédex.

"I wonder how Dad will react." Max laughed as he too saw the picture.

Unfortunately for the two of them, neither noticed that the temperature had dropped by nearly ten degrees.

"Oh…I don't think Dad will ever see that picture…" May said darkly.

And with that, the beatings ensued.

Well, thanks for reading this. Review if you want, if not that's okay too.