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Disclaimer: Would I be sitting in my pajamas in front of a computer if I owned them? Probably.
AN: This is really just a short POV. I realized I can only write AAML when I am in love, so I am taking full advanage of this surge of inspiration. ^_^ Anyway, this actually funny, according to some of my friends. Also, I'm planning to add to the WHOLE pokemon series a little more AAML. People tell me I'm good at writing post-ep stories and POVs. Maybe I'll do one for each episode in the series. I'm not sure yet, so let me know what you think. Please R&R. ^_^
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Misty looked at the piece of paper in ther hand. She sighed and buried her face in her hands.
'How am I supposed to sign this? I mean, I can't just write ' Love, Misty'. What would he think?'
Misty sighed. Writing to Ash was tougher than she thought it would be. Why had she decided to spend Chrismas with her sisters instead of Ash? Oh, yeah. Because Brock was going with his family, and it wouldn't look right for Misty not to go with hers. It would have felt right, though. She sighed again. she should have known the 2 weeks were going to be full of fights with her sisters. At least she would see Ash in less than a week. Then Brock would join them a week after. She took out a separate piece of paper and wrote several endings.
Love, Misty. No way!
Sincerely, Misty. Too formal.
See ya later, Misty. No...
Yours Truly, Misty. Nah...
Your best friend, Misty. Too friendly.
She sighed. She picked up the pen and smiled sudenly. She scribled something and smiled. She put the letter in the envelope, and put a stamp on it.
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Ash opened the mailbox and sighed. Probably nothing for him. He looked at one of the envelopes and smiled. Misty. He ran into the house and tossed all the other envelopes onto the table. He burst into his room and jumped on the bed. He opened the envelope carefully so he wouldn't ruin it, and finally took out the letter. He read it quickly. Nothing new. they were fighting. She couldn't wait to get out of there. He came to the closing and smiled.
With hopes for a new bike this year,
Misty
P.S. It better be blue, or I'll find someone else to follow around! I bet there are more cute jerks out there looking for bikes to crash. ^_^
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AN: I whipped this up in 2 hours! I was playing free cell and solitaire at the same time, but it's not really my fault I didn't feel like writing anything too fluffy.