A/N I don't own pokemon, but if I did . . . }:3

This is not, I repeat NOT a typical Contest-Ikari-Poke shipping story. Why? Because . . . I'M GONNA CHANGE EVERYTHING! }:D Pokeshippers, Ikarishippers, Contestshippers, Pearlshippers, and Advanceshippers BEWARE (and so can everybody else, by the way).

"Hey Misty," Ash's hand trembled as he held the cell phone to his ear. He was never nervous. Ever. So why now? "Misty, uh, is it hot in here, or is it just me?"

"What?" Misty's reaction was quite loud.

Ash thought for a moment. "Oh! Uh, that's not what I meant! I mean, um, the temperture! You know . . . like, uh, what is it again? Fahrenus? Celsinheit? No?"

"Ash, first of all, I'm not there. How am I supposed to know if it's hot there?" Ash chuckled a bit in embarrassment as his face became red. "Secondly, aren't you in Snowpoint?" Ash looked around. Oh yeah! He was in Snowpoint. Outside. How had he forgotten that? "Third, it's Celsius and Fahrenheit." Okay, he hadn't known that one. "And lastly, what is wrong with you?"

'Hm, let me get back to you on that one,' the boy thought in desperation. What was wrong with him? He was a pokemon master, right? Super-cool, never-fail Ash! So what was wrong? "Ash? Are you there?"

"Uh, I dunno . . . I mean yes!"

He heard Misty sigh over the phone. "Why did you call me, Ash?"

"I forget!" he blurted.

"Oh, well in that case, I've gotta go. I'm, um . . . kinda busy. Ttyl, Ash, 'kay?"

"Good luck, and, um . . . break a leg!" Today was not Ash's day.

"Um, okay?" Then, she hung up.

"What on Earth was that?" Pikachu, huddling at his feet, had no response but an exasperated look that clearly meant 'Let's go inside now.' "Pikachu, why did I freak out?" He sighed and messed with his hat. "Okay, why did I act so weird around her . . . ?"

"Perhaps you're in love, Romeo!" a familiar voice giggled from behind him. Ash turned quickly.

"Dawn? What are you doing here? And did you listen to my whole conversation?"

Dawn winked mischievously. "Yup, every word! And I'm here for the celebration. You know, the winter one? Snowpoint has one every ten years, and it lasts from the fifteenth of December to the fifteenth of February. Snowpoint's gonna be packed, and I wanted to get here early so I could get a good hotel room. I guess you're not here for the celebration?"

"No, I'm not." Wait, why was he here again? Oh yeah . . . "I'm here because I finally have a chance to wipe the floor with Paul in front of everybody! I challenged him to a battle, and he said he'd only on battle with me on the last day of that celebration-thingy. I came here to get warmed up." Snow began falling faster. "Er, maybe not exactly warmed up . . ."

"I know what you mean, Ash," Dawn laughed. "So anyways, you were talking to Misty on the phone just now, right?"

Ash flushed again, deeper this time. "Uh, yeah, I was."

Dawn giggled. "So . . . what did you call her for?"

Ash pondered for a moment. "I dunno."

The girl had an odd grin on her face, of which Ash had no clue towards the meaning of. "So you called her just to hear the sound of her voice?"

"Yeah, I guess," Ash responded. "W-wait! No, no! I didn't! I mean . . . ugh!" The boy shook his head. Girls were so weird sometimes.

Her reply was a fit of laughter. "What is so funny?" Dawn rolled her eyes. Boys were so clueless sometimes.

"Um, isn't it obvious? You are head over heels in L-O-V-E!"

"What? What gave you that idea?"

"Psh, only everything! Think about it! You call her for no reason, you get all nervous on the phone, you blurt out things that you wouldn't normally say, and you find yourself too hot in Snowpoint."

"Hm . . . do those things really mean I'm in love?"

Dawn sighed. Did she need to write it out for him? "What did I just say? Y. E. S. THEY. DO. MEAN. YOU. ARE. IN. LOVE."

"Interesting . . ." He got lost in thought.

"Yeah, okay, well, I'm gonna go get some hot chocolate. You can just, um, stay here and think about it if you want," Dawn stopped, thought, then added, "OR you could come with me?" She sounded a bit, well, hopeful.

Ash blinked. "Hot chocolate? Okay!" He had finally slipped back into normal Ashness, and pikachu would finally get his wish of going somewhere warmer.

A/N Kay, so some of you might think, "Uh, Finesseful? That was just Pokeshipping fluff with a itty-bitty hint of Pearlshipping. What gives?" But trust me. This is only the beginning . . . and I have something very frightening for any normal shippers to deal with in store. ^_~

One more thing: if you want me to keep writing/updating my stories, it helps if you review. Then, I know peoples are reading. ALSO if you want a quick update, I need a review that says 'YOU'D BETTER UPDATE OR I'M GONNA THROW SOMETHING AT YOU' or something like that. Then, I'll know that I'd better keep writing, and I may not be such a lazy procrastinator. ^^ Okay, done rambling now. Remember, Rest&Relax, and Read&Review! ;)