Spoiler: You know the deal. I do not own Pokemon, yadda yadda. Also Ash is a little out of charecter. He's a little like a jerk (almost like Gary). Don't flame me. Stuff in italics is represented as thought. Enjoy, and sorry for the holdup!


Intro Pt 2

Beep! Beep! Beep! Be-!

The alarm stopped as Misty rubbed her eyes sleepily. The sun had risen and it was a beautiful day.

M: Rise and shine, Slowpokes! We better get ready!

A: …Five more minutes, Mom… (snore)

M: NOW! And I'm not your mother!

A: Ugh, fine.

B: I'll make breakfast.

A: Please. (stomach grumbles)

P: Pikachu…(sighs)

Misty reaches her hand in her bags to get her usual t-shirt and shorts ensemble, but instead she grabs the dress she bought the other day.

M: Besides, what did I buy thing for, anyway, if not to wear?

She rushed to the bathroom to try it on. It is a green gingham dress.

M: Perfect! Now for the hair…

A: Are you done yet? we're ready to go!

M: One second!

They walk out of the Pokemon Center and start on the path to Solares City. Brock was up front with the map and Ash was equipped with his trademark "I'm-a-Pokemon-Master" grin. Misty sighs and prepares herself. She was going to try once more to get Ash's attention. If he blew her off again...

M: Ash? Now or never.

A: Yeah, Misty?

M: Well, I just want to thank you.

A: (confused) For what?

M: For everything, I guess. Traveling with you has been... eventful, if not hazordous to my health really nice. We always have such cool adventures, and it's just been nice in general exploring the world with my friends. Experencing it with you. Also you've let me travel with you all this way. So-

A: Whoa, hold up. You just tagged along 'cause I broke your bike or something. I barely knew you, actually, I didn't know you at all before this. (pause) Also you've been acting weird lately. (smirks) Are you hitting on me? (laughs) 'Cause if you are, give it up. I'd want a pretty girl, not some tomboy mermaid.

M: (eyes well up) You...you...I CANT BELIEVE YOU, ASH KETCHUM!

At this point, Brock stops and turns to see what they are bickering about.

M: (starts sobbing) I loved you, Ash. If you are just going to be rude and insulting, I don't see the point in travelling with you anymore.

She storms off in the opposite direction, leaving them in the dust.

B: What was that all about? Where's she going?

A: Who knows? (scoffs) Women.


I know, Very out of charecter, but essential to the rest of the plot. I hope to see you in my next installment!