A/N: This is just a sweet little Pokeshipping Christmas story that I came up with. I hope you like it! Read, Review, and Enjoy!
To those of you that are waiting for the sequel to Feelings Unspoken, I'll start typing it as soon as I finish with this, I promise!
Operation: Kiss Ash
Plan A:
"Okay, so let me get this straight…" Brock stated, rubbing his chin, thoughtfully, "You want me to help you get Ash with you under the mistletoe at the party later, so you can kiss him!?"
"Yeah but," Misty turned a deep shade of red, "It's just for this bet that I made with someone. Nothing else." She said coming up with the first excuse that came to mind.
"I seriously doubt that," Brock winked causing Misty, if possible, to blush harder. He narrowed his eyes at her, (hypothetically he would if he had any,) "Why should I help you?"
"Ummm… Because you're my friend and friends help friends," Misty mumbled hoping it would work, but Brock didn't give in. He just folded his arms across his chest and glared at her, giving her a look that clearly said, "Is that it?"
"AND," she added, pulling some photos out of her pocket, "I'll give you these pictures of Nurse Joy and Officer Jenny."
"Ppppffffttt, I have hundreds of pictures of them already." Brock said, rolling his eyes at her.
Misty smiled evily, "Did I mention they're autographed?"
"AUTOGRAPHED!!!!" Brock Shouted, ripping the photos out of her hands and staring at them. He looked back at Misty, a determined spark in his eyes. "Okay, I'm in!"
Misty laughed and clapped her hands together. "Good, then here's the plan."
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That night at the Christmas party, Ash stood next to the punch bowl, Pikachu on his shoulder. He was wearing a nice, white dress shirt, with a black jacket over it, black pants, and polished black shoes. And for once, he wasn't wearing his hat. Pikachu was sporting a little black bowtie.
"Some party, huh Pikachu," Ash asked his little buddy sarcastically, rolling his eyes.
"Pika…(sure)" Pikachu replied glumly, tugging at his bowtie.
"Pikachu, cut it out!" Ash said, pulling his hand away from the tie. "Mom sent these to us and she'll be checking with Misty and Brock to see if we wore them so we have no choice. Even though," he grumbled adjusting his collar and rubbing his hatless head, "I really do miss my hat, and I feel like a stupid Mankey in this outfit!"
"You look nice to me, Ash," Misty said, walking up to him and proceeding with Plan A of her mission, (Strike up a casual conversation with Ash and then reel him in.)
"Uh, thanks Mist- Wow!" Ash exclaimed, looking over Misty's appearance in shock. He couldn't believe how… beautiful she looked. Her hair was down and curled, (it had grown past her shoulders,) and she was wearing a stunning red dress with white trim around the edges and red high heels.
The only other time Ash had ever seen Misty even close to this dressed up was when they went to that party at Maiden's Peak. She was so pretty in her pink kimono…
"Ash? Hey Ash are you okay?!" Misty called, waving a hand in front of his face. Why is he staring at me like that?
"Huh?" Ash said, snapping out of his trance, and seeing Misty looking at him concerned. "Um, yeah! I'm just hungry, that's all!" He said spotting the food table across the room as his stomach growled loudly. His face flushed, instantly. Embarrassed, he said, "Catch you later Misty!" He waved to her, before making his way through the crowd on the dance floor, Pikachu back on his shoulder.
Misty watched him until he had disappeared into the crowd and then smacked herself on the forehead. Well, that didn't work… She opened the purse she had with her and pulled out the only thing she had in it, a walkie- talkie.
"Hey Brock," She said into it, pressing a button. She held it up to her ear and awaited his reply.
"Yeah," He said after about a minute. She scanned the crowd and located him off to the left of it. Their eyes locked.
"Commence Plan B."
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