A Stands for Ages
Age 5
"Hey!" The tiny redhead screamed in horror as she witnessed her innocent Togepi plushy gently sink to the bottom of the Gyarados tank.
"It was YOUR fault! Not mine!" The young boy argued back.
Misty shook her tiny head in aggravation. The young girl would not stand for this horrendous act to go down. Not without a fight.
"You need to give me back my plushy!"Misty demanded with a slight confidence in her voice. Her shoulder-length hair whipping back and forth with the movements of her head.
"Do not!"
"Do to!"
"Do not!"
"DO TO!"
"DO NOT!"
"Ash!" "Misty!" Two young women scolded their children.
"I am so sorry! My son was being awfully rude" the woman with long coffee colored hair atoned bowing her head. "I don't know how he got out of my eyesight" she chortled.
"Nonsense. I'm sure my daughter let her temper get the better of her." The taller women responded, then with the opposite hand she was holding Misty in, lent out the other to the women in greeting. "I'm Mrs. Waterflower, but please, call me Isabelle."
"Mrs.Ketchum, but just call me Delia! Nice to meet you."
"Same to you" Isabelle agreed, and then motioned to Ash in Delia's arms "and who is this young man?"
"Ash!" Ash chirped back in excitement, loving the attention.
"And who is this cutie?" Delia automatically asked looking into the young girls Cerulean blue eyes.
Instead of a response, however, Misty tucked her head into her mother's shoulder and whimpered.
"Her name is Misty, but she becomes quite shy around adults, right sweetie?" The only response was a slight nod from Misty, trying to bury her head deeper into her mom's shoulder.
"That's quite alright" Delia laughed. " I hope to meet you again Isabelle."
"Likewise. Here, if Ash ever needs a play date call this number." Isabelle said as she tugged a minuscule slip of paper out of her purse.
"I'm sure Ash will love that! Right, Ash?" Delia said excitedly. Glad to finally find another friend for her son, besides Oak's boy.
In response, Ash just stuck his tongue out. Not liking the idea of seeing the young redhead ever again. Misty copied the action. Not forgetting her poor plushy being ultimately ruined.
"Misty, where is your Togepi doll?"
Age 7
"Water Pokémon are the strongest Pokémon!" Misty stated, stomping her foot on the ground to emphasize her point.
"Nu-uh! Electric types beat water Pokémon! Therefore water Pokémon are weaker than electric types!" Ash declared, nodding his head, happy to finally come up with an intelligent retort to Misty's argument, seeing as she always called him dense, but whose the dense one now?
"No way! A Gyarados could easily beat any electric Pokémon!"
"How do you know that!? A Zapdos would destroy your Gyarados!"
"That's not fair! Zapdos is a legendary Pokémon!" Misty sulked.
"Ha! That still proves that water Pokémon are weaker than electric types." Ash exulted in triumph. Overjoyed to have won the verbal sparring match.
"Hmph. Whatever Ketchum! You're still the densest boy I've ever met."
"And you're the most stubborn and tempered girl I've ever met!"
Age 10
Misty could only describe the crowd as a sea of black. Every person wearing various styles of black clothing from dresses and skirts to tuxedos and ties. Sweeping her gaze through the bustle of people, Misty's eyes landed on her sisters.
Daisy was avoiding everyone and their gaze, except her sisters. Violet kept fidgeting with her bag and hair, acting as if she were invisible and Lily was sobbing all over Daisy's black dress.
The remaining of people in the room were in similar conditions and Misty just wanted it all to stop. Misty couldn't handle the whole event itself. She despised the pitying looks given to her by others trying to comfort her. She just wanted to be left alone and to stay isolated in her room forever. Until a hand gently made its way to her back.
Ash soothingly rubbed his small hand on his best friend's back hoping that the small action would make her feel even slightly better. It seemed to have helped slightly calm the redhead down, appreciating the small gesture.
"Thank you," Misty measly wheezed out, voice hoarse and rough after all the crying she endured. Knowing well now that her eyes couldn't produce any more liquid to spill out. However, to show her appreciation she gave out the slightest of smiles, even though it didn't reach her eyes.
Ash nodded in response. Delighted to see that his friend was still willing to talk. Ash just continued to stroke her back, considerably a wise choice for a mere ten-year-old boy. He couldn't believe how brave she was. She had just endured the loss of both her parents, yet she was here and was still putting on a smile just for him. He felt himself get giddy at the thought but realized how selfish he was being and immediately squashed the thought.
Misty, on the other hand, mentally chastised herself for looking so deteriorated in front of Ash and wished he wasn't even there at all. She loathed it when someone even saw her shed a tear. Crying meant you were weak, anemic, frail and Misty felt her mental barriers come back up, almost like the switch of a light and her body reacted similarly. Misty hesitantly pulled out of Ash's touch.
Ash looked bewildered but simply accepted that Misty wasn't going to open up any more than that.
Age 13
"Yes! I did it! Did you see that!?" Ash cheered in euphoria as he watched his opponent's Pokémon faint, collapsing onto the battle field.
Brock and Misty hollered audibly behind him.
Ash gloated under the screams of delight. He did it. He finally won his first championship! He was going to become the next Pokémon master if he kept up this streak. Nothing was going to stop him now.
Ash finally turned around to look at his two closest friends. He couldn't have done it without them.
Suddenly news broadcasters, interviewers and the press flocked around Ash, asking questions and making statements. Eventually, Misty and Brock was out of his view and ear shot, lost in the rest of his adoring new fans.
Age 17
Misty glanced at the dance floor and immediately regretted it. Huffing in botheration, Misty looked around the crowded room. Coloured lights illuminating everyone, creating dancing silhouettes as people swayed to the beats.
Stupid Brock!...No...Stupid Gary! Misty thought as she took another long sip of her water. She couldn't understand why anyone would want to go to one of these meaningless clubs. People getting drunk right and left, hot and sweaty dancing in the mob of people wearing heels four inches to high, skirts to low and pants to saggy. The room reeked of alcohol and Misty hated it all. How did Brock and Gary even convince her to come here at all?
Oh that's right. Misty grimaced in memory of what got her there in the first place. Ash was in Kalos, probably winning another league no doubt. Misty was getting fed up at her gym, doing the same routine everyday could drain the sanity out of anyone. So, to cheer her up Brock thought it would a great idea for Misty to, "Get to know more people" and," Put herself out there." Did she mention that Brock was stupid?
"Why are you just sitting there? Go mingle!" Gary slurred as he stumbled over to a seat next to Misty at the bar.
"Gary how much did you drink tonight?" Misty questioned as she turned to face him.
"Hehe I don't know,"*hiccup, "one shot? Two...No three, or maybe it was four..." Gary chuckled with the scent of alcohol radiating every time he spoke.
Misty covered her nose in disgust and rolled her eyes in annoyance. Of course Gary would be the first one drunk. He was probably waiting to pounce on the next hottest chick that walked through the door and Misty already pitied the poor girl.
A screech from the TV mantled at the other end of the bar alarmed Misty, making her swivel her bar seat towards the racket. Misty's face instantly faltered.
The news was broadcasting the next win of the brilliant raven haired Pokémon trainer that everyone loved. He was being constantly monitored by Lance and Cynthia as he was their new prodigy. Ash's face was beaming and he was eagerly waving out to his fans, but that's not what was making Misty's face go sour. It was the golden haired girl that was practically clinging onto Ash's arm like it was her life line that really irked Misty.
She felt a slight presure on her shoulder as she looked over to Gary, smirking down at her and she scowled in return. "May I do the honors?"
"No, no let me." Misty sighed in defeat. Fortunately Misty didn't have to say a word when a beer was passed her way from the brown haired girl behind the counter.
"The usual?" May beamed towards her best friend, sliding the beer bottle at her with ease.
Besides, this happens every other week.
Age 19
Ash panted, sprinting through the Cerulean Gym's sliding doors and scurrying under the front desk. Ducking his head under the counter, Ash peeked around the desk.
Hoping they couldn't track him down and praying to mew that he was fast enough to outrun the mob of girls in heels. Like a sitting duck, Ash patiently waited for the screaming to pass by the glass.
"Where'd he go!?" A young women screamed in frustration, making Ash tremble in fear if she, or any of them, were to find out he was in the gym.
The sound of the glass doors and clicking of heels on the tiled floor made Ash quiver in horror. Ash was so distracted that he missed the squishing of flip-flops coming up behind him.
Bracing for his wack job fans to drag him out of the gym like a prized possession, a voice cut through the room with alerting authority.
"Excuse me, why is there so much commotion going on in my gym? If you want a badge you'll have to wait. The gym's closed." Misty stated, making her supremacy in the room known.
"Excuse us, but we are looking for the Pokémon Master. Built, hot, sexy, you can't miss him, have you seen him run by, or come in here?" The women inquisitively wondered trying, but failing to discreetly peer around the front desk. Misty quickly stepped into her view.
"I'm sorry, but even if I had seen the master I'm sure he wouldn't want to be jostled by all of you. May I ask that you please vacate my gym right now? I have Pokémon to take care of."
"Hmph, fine, good day Ms.Waterflower." The fans turned and swiftly left, off to start up their hunt again.
Once out of sight Misty smirked down at the famous Pokémon Master.
"Do you always have to cause trouble for me Ashy-boy?" Misty teased, watching Ash's face falter at the nickname.
"Depends, are you ever gonna stop calling me that stupid name Gary gave me? Which, by the way, is inaccurate. According to those ladies, I'm the sexiest man to walk the earth." Ash shot back, giving his signature toothy grin as he hoisted himself off of the floor.
"Please, you wouldn't know what it meant to be sexy if it hit you over your dense head."
"That's not true. I know very well that you're the sexiest water Pokémon trainer around. Especially in that swimsuit." Ash purred in flirtation.
"Wow you're a real smooth talker, but flattery isn't gonna get you out of this one my ignorant friend. You totally owe me." Misty leered, throwing her towel originally wrapped around her waist over her shoulder. Not noticing Ash's look-over of her body on full display. The bathing suit tight around her long and curvy body.
"Well Ms.Waterflower what would you like me to do? How ever will I pay you my debt? Perhaps a kiss?" Ash seductively winked at Misty, pinning her between himself and the wall. Misty felt her heart flutter at Ash's request, but quickly ignored the feeling.
"Ugh get off me Ash. I don't have time for this."
"Ouch! That stung." Ash jokingly said, clutching his heart as if he were injured.
Misty sighed and shook her head in exasperation. "Ok Ash I'm serious. Move! I need to get to my Pokémon, preferably now."
"As you wish." Ash whispered into Misty's ear, making her shiver. Once distracted, Ash lifted Misty off her feet and carried her bridal style to her Pokémon.
"Ash! Put me down right now!!!" Misty yelped, pounding on Ash's chest and demanding to be put down.
Ash smiled cheekily and didn't respond, only moving faster.
"Ash...What are you doing? No! Wait! Put me down! Asshhh!! Don't you dare! I swear to mew if you do it! No stop!!! Stop!! AASSHH!!!!"
*SPLASH*
Ash flung Misty into the pool and quickly followed her in pursuit and dove into the pool after her. Misty, allowing her swimming abilities to kick into high gear, swam up to the surface of the water.
"Ash Ketchum you are so dead!!
