Chapter 3
I looked across the table at Pikachu, who had been glaring at me for the last 10 minutes. I eventually walked over to him. "Hey you. Are you alright buddy?" I asked gently, afraid that i'd done something to annoy him. "Pika." He said nonchalantly, turning his back to me. "Aw, Pikachu, what's the matter?" I asked, placing a hand on his arm. "Pika- CHU!" I yelped as i felt his electricity flow through me. "Pikachu!" I heard Ash shouting from the door way. "That is not okay, Buddy!" He said, a little softer this time. "No, no Ash i'm fine. I'm sure he didn't mean it." I tried to pull Ash away, as him and Pikachu were staring into each others eyes, neither of them making the first move to look away. "He's not stupid, Tess." I stepped back, a little hurt at the anger in his voice. Then he looked towards me, his eyes kind again. "Sorry, its just, this is the fourth time in the last week. What's gotten into him? He usually gets on so well with you.." Ash trailed off, and i had an idea of what was pissing Pikachu off, but i bit my lip. "What is it?" Ash asked, his eye brows lowered. "Nothing! Why would you think there was something?" I asked, my voice a little too high. I was a bad liar. "Because you bit your lip when you're thinking hard about something that you need to say. I noticed that a few months ago." He blushed a little and i gave him a sarcastic smile. "Yeah, im thinking that im hungry. Brock?" I looked at Brock, blinking my eye lashes furiously. We had started getting on really great. "Dinner will be about 30 minutes." He gave me a small smile, and then rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "What is it?" I asked. Brock did that a lot, and it seemed he knew almost everything. "I think Pikachu is jealous, Ash." I narrowed my eyes. I had been right. "Why would he be jealous of Tess?!" I smiled at how niave he was. "Because, ever since last week, he's been distant towards Tess, and even using thunder bolt on her. I think he's jealous of yours and Tess' relationship." Ash blushed a little, as did i, and then looked confused, yet again. "But, why?" I shook my head.
"It's no use Brock, the boy is clueless!" I said, tapping his head while i did so.
"Oh really?" He said, raising his eyebrow. I leaned in close to him, our noses touching. I licked his cheek and danced off, "Yes, really!" I said, running away as fast as i could as he ran for me. My socks made me slide all over the laminated flooring. I slid into the Kitchen, and i squeeled as Ash cornered me. Grabbing the whip cream that was sitting conviently by the fridge, i shook it and pointed it towards Ash. "I have this and im not afraid to use it." I said, making my voice go low and deep. He laughed at me and replied menacingly, "You wouldn't." He walked towards me, getting closer. Laughing, i sprayed the whipped cream over his face. As i ran past him, i grabbed his hat, that he never seemed to take off, and ran up the stairs. "I am going to kick your ass Tess Morgans!" He shouted from downstairs. "We'll see about that Ash Ketchum!" I giggled, putting on his hat and running into his room. I looked for somewhere to hide, and as i heard him thudding up the stairs i knew i had to think fast. Out of options, i dropped to the floor and rolled under his double bed. Still holding the whipped cream, i tried not to let him hear me breathing.
"Oh i wonder where Tess is.." He said sarcasticly. I was small for my age, and i knew my feet couldn't be sticking out. But, i also knew that he knew i was underneath the bed. Everything went quiet and i was about to come out, when i felt hands grabbing my ankles and pulling me out from under the bed. The flooring made it easy, and quite fun, but i screamed with fright. I rolled over onto my back as Ash sat on me, facing me straight on. He gently grabbed my arms and pinned them to the floor. "Give up." He smirked, and i shook my head.
"Never!" I shouted dramaticly, feeling exposed that he could see me laughing like this. He leaned his head in closer, and managed to hold both of my small wrists in one of his hands above my head. I wriggled, but it was no use. With his free hand, he picked up the whipped cream and shook the can. "No, don't!" I protested, unable to hide my smile.
He grinned at me with a look that said, i have you now. "Say that i won, submit!" He said in a deep voice that was supposed to sound scary, but only made me laugh more. My cheeks hurt from the amount of smiling and laughing i'd been doing the last 10 minutes, but i didn't care one bit. My heart beated faster as Ash pointed the can at me. "I will never submit!" I said playfully, and he shrugged his shoulders. "Then so be it!" I screamed and wriggled as Ash sprayed the cream everywhere. It was in my hair, on my face, on my clothes. "Ash!" I squeeled, and i caught him off guard, releasing my hands and grabbing the can. We were both laughing hysterically as i sprayed the can of whipped cream all over Ash, and i was still trying to wriggle free. As we both calmed down a little, i noticed i still had Ash's hat on. I felt privilaged that i got to wear it, and he didn't get mad when i took it, as he never let anybody even touch his hat, apart from Pikachu of course. Ash came close to my face and licked off a bit of cream from my nose. I laughed quietly and licked some of his lips. "I love you." He whispered, happiness filling his voice.
"And i love you." I ushered back, unable to stop smiling. It was an amazing feeling. I kissed him and our tounges touched. He gave the best kisses. I bit his lip, and i felt his hands going inside my top and sliding across my bare body. I was still hot from running around, and his cold hands felt nice. "Cheeky." I whispered playfully as we stopped kissing. He looked at me innocently, then placed my hand in his, pulling me out of the room. "I think i heard Brock shouting that Dinner was ready a few minutes ago, though you'd never of heard of it, the amount of screaming you were doing." I gave him a cheeky smile followed by, "Oh, Ash. You have yet to make me scream." He made a mock shocked face and as i walked past him to go downstairs, he said quietly, "Just you wait, Tess Morgans." I bit my lip as i smiled up at him. We tumbled down the stairs, covered in whipped cream, to find Brock standing, his arms folded, tapping his foot. It was like we were the naughty kids and he our father. "You used all of my whipped cream. You little twats." He said quietly and slowly, playing on every word. I thought he was generally mad, until he turned round quickly, grabbed something, and then faced us again. "Lucky i have more!" He yelled, spraying the whipped cream all over us. Me and Ash looked at each other, nodded, and ran at Brock. "You're going to regret that!" Shouted Ash, as we piled on top of Brock.