Join us for a spectacular underwater ballet sequel that takes place here in the Cerulean Gym!
Starring the talented Cerulean Sisters: Daisy, Lily, Violet, and Misty!
The story takes place in a land filled with water pokemon, owned and cared for by the lovely princess and her prince. They have spent many years in peace and solitude, until it is disrupted by villainous thieves that lurk nearby, plotting to steal the land and pokemon for themselves. Watch the tale unfold in this aquatic love story!

Ash flipped over the pamphlet in his hands and scanned his eyes over the contents. Words like 'spectacular!' and 'mesmerizing!' were printed across the pages, while the cover was light blue and decorated with bubbles that splashed along the edges of the paper. Water pokemon could also be seen as they were scattered haphazardly across the pages in various poses. And he could tell Daisy was the one who provided the information, based off of the semi-dramatic description. She always seemed to have a flair for the theater.

They each had a picture of themselves on the last page as well, hovering above the bold text of their name. Misty was the only one, although not terribly surprising, who seemed the least bit interested in having her photo taken. But her head was turned and left the impression that perhaps it was meant to be taken that way and leave an air of mystery. Her eyes were cloaked by her bangs as her head was somewhat bowed down, illuminating the the difference at how her sisters chose to be photographed.

"Man, I can't believe Misty agreed to do this again." Ash chewed his lower lip in thought as he glanced from Misty's photo and to the pool up ahead as they waited for the show to start. The last time he was here, the redhead was all but volunteering on following through with her sisters' idea to supply a part in their play. Although she eventually gave in and leant her participation. And the show was a success, come to find out. Despite Team Rocket making an unwanted appearance by trying to steal their pokemon. Again.

But this time was different. The level of Ash's density wasn't thick enough to keep him from that prediction. Excited chatter spread throughout the anxious crowd around him, echoing his thoughts about the upcoming performance. And Ash could see the silhouettes of the sensational sisters behind the curtains that was just beyond the diving board if he squinted his eyes hard enough. Daisy was dressed in her prince's uniform, while Lily and Violet could be seen hovering somewhere behind her.

And apparently, Brock had noticed it too.

"There they are," he breathed in enamoured astonishment, eyes glowing brightly. "My three lovely ladies, just waiting to debut their beauty in all their breathtaking glory. Look at them, Ash."

He started to elbow the other male, who was near the point of facepalming.

"They exceed the definition of beautiful. I can't wait to see the sensational sisters steal the show with their magnetic charm, calling to my heart with their elegant movements! Filling my ears with the soft sound of their voices once they-"

"Will you shut up?!" Ash pleaded in a loud whisper. The breeder was out of his mind for at least the fourth time that day. Ash lost count on the way up there between Misty's nailbiting and his constant eyerolls over Brock's infatuated behavior with her sisters. It was more than he could take.

"You've been at it all day! Give it a rest already! Sheesh, I hope this never happens to me."

But all he was met with was silence while his eyes remained glued to where the sisters stood. Three of them, anyway. Misty had yet to make an appearance. Ash blew out the last of his frustration through a sigh before casting his own eyes back ahead of him, his knees beginning to bounce from either impatience or nervousness. He was unsure of which.

But at least Brock put a lid on it.

Pikachu sat on his other side, ears suddenly perked up in excitement while he pointed a paw up ahead. "Pikapi! Pika, Pikachupi!"

"Huh?" Ash questioned dumbly, pausing once to glance at the pokemon.

The lights dimmed a second afterward. And Ash didn't have time to see what his companion was looking at before the sound of Daisy's voice boomed throughout the room.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, can I have your attention please! The underwater ballet sequel will now begin!"

That's when Ash saw her for a split second as a light from inside the large pool lit up. A flash of red and turquoise was all he had time to see before he registered that it was Misty as she dived into the water, resembling a mermaid in every way. Cheers erupted at the beginning of the show.

The crowd of people were entranced by it already. The light almost seemed to be moving, casting shadows along the pokemon as they moved. And Misty was ahead of them, leading them through the many wonders of what was meant to be the underwater world. Her arms were outstretched at first, then spread apart to gain a better speed. Dewgong and Luvdisc swam quickly enough to be level with her, their happy expressions matching her own.

"Whoa..." Ash mumbled. His eyes were trained on the scene ahead of him, watching as Misty twisted her lithe body in the water like the pro that she was. Her slender figure was able to swim through the narrow props and spin with graceful ease that was above something Ash could make a comparison to, and her hair fell out in silky waves of red that looked like liquid fire as it surrounded her with every move she made. It contrasted beautifully against her pale skin and reminded Ash of the moon when it glowed in a sky full of stars.

And it was something that didn't escape Brock's notice. He was watching the show as well, giving his appreciation and support, but was nowhere near as invested as his friend since the other sisters hadn't made their appearance yet.

Now it was his turn to make a comment.

"I think you spoke too soon there, pal."

Ash was deaf to it. He would have otherwise defended himself in a split second, shoving away any and all accusations of the statement. But for now, he was speechless. Anytime he would try to speak, it would come out in some kind of gurgled sound as if he were the one undewater.

"Here come the two evil doers, plotting to restrain the princess and her pokemon!"

Ash watched as Lily and Violet, both dressed as thieves, dived into the water soon thereafter. Both of them held up swords and waved them around, slicing through the waves of water. Misty was absent for that moment, likely taking a breath somewhere in the back. But when she returned, Lily had bound her with ropes and tied her wrists together. And it was Violet who could be seen binding the pokemon in a similar fashion. Each of whom pretended to struggle and break free. He looked over to Brock to see if maybe he was having the same thoughts, but couldn't really distinguish anything on his face. Except for the way his jaw was hanging open in awe when the two sisters made their entrance.

That's when Daisy distracted him by the splash she made as she was the last to dive into the pool. Reprising her role as the prince, she withdrew her own sword and slashed away at the ropes that bound the princess and her pokemon. Luvdisc, Seeking, Dewgong and a few Goldeen's swirled about in action, swimming around in frantic motions in a fake Tackle that two of the sisters pretended to fall from.

And before Ash knew it, that was that. All four females swam to the surface of the pool and waved their thanks to the audience, while the pokemon happily danced in circles in the water. His mouth suddenly became dry and he almost forgot to clap along with everyone else. It wasn't until they were all standing up that he realized they were leaving. He couldn't remember having this much of a reaction to the play after the first time he saw it. Random people were bumping into him on his way out, knocking into his shoulders here and there. But he was too caught up in his thoughts to notice.

Brock was smirking the entire way out.

But they finally made it to Misty, who was standing near the back door and wrapped up in a blue towel with Goldeens splashed across the material. Her hair was wet and hung in damp strands around her face, to which she was currently dabbing at to dry with the cloth. But it was the radiant smile on her face that stood out the most as they approached her, watching as she shook hands with those who passed her.

And then Ash was standing right in front of her.

"Ash! Brock! What did you guys think?" her voice started off in excitement at seeing her two friends, then dropped to a nervous quiver into the latter of her question.

"Great! You were fantastic Misty, you really were. Congratulations." Brock was smiling while he offered his full and genuine support of his friend. She smiled gratefully and relaxed, nodding.

"Thank you, Brock. I was nervous that I might not have been able to pull it off this time around. I'm just glad I had more time to rehearse this time, and that you were there. You too, Ash."

Ash had nothing but a tense smile to offer in response. His hand automatically traveled to the back of his head where he combed it up and down, ruffling up his hair.

"Sure thing, Mist."

Brock was smirking again. Ash caught it just as Misty glanced off to see her sisters emerge from the backdoor that led into the stage, giggling and chatting amongst themselves.

That was about the only thing that could wipe the smirk off of the breeder's face, and he soon flocked to their sides along with many other males who shared the same reaction.

Except for Ash, who stood there with a similar expression to the one he had on earlier. Almost all of the men were surrounding the sisters like a herd of Tauros, all talking at once while they took turns kissing each of their hands. Misty was shaking her head with a soft sigh, but translated it into an easy smile.

"Everytime." she commented quietly. Ash waved a hand. "Forget about that. The show was great. And I saw that you were on the advertisement this time, too."

Ash was grinning with a hint of amusement in his eyes. And one that Misty caught onto, immediately flushing in the face.

"I mean.. I'll probably deny ever saying this, but you were pretty amazing." Ash suddenly felt a nervous, self concious wave come over him and casted his gaze elsewhere. The words tumbled out of his mouth before he could even think of it.

And it must have stunned Misty, because she had nothing verbal to return. She only did the one thing she could think of in that moment and nearly bulldozed him over with the tightest hug she could muster.

One that nearly knocked Ash off of his surprised feet.

"Aw jeez, Mist! C'mon, you're all wet!" he squirmed in her arms, earning him a chuckle and an even tighter squeeze from her. But she didn't care. Her arms left two damp imprints on the back of his shirt, while some of her hair managed to dampen a few strands of his own. But she only commanded him to "Deal with it!" through a smile.

And despite his protests, Ash didn't really mind that much.