The Misty Mermaid: A Pokeshipping Tail


Summery: When Misty was a young mermaid, she fell in love with a boy from the surface. One day, when he got caught in a deadly storm, she saved his life. Now, six years later, she longs to see him again, but she cannot tell the one she loves who she is, or she'll risk turning to mere bubbles in the ocean. (Poke, Ikari, Contest, & Leafgreenshipping)


Chapter 3: Meeting

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"WHERE IS SHE!?" a voice shouted. Drew and Gary sleepily swum out of their room and to where Dawn was making a commotion. Both merboys ducked as a bed zipped over their heads.

"Yikes Dawn!" Gary said. "What's up with you this early in the morning?"

"MISTY IS GONE!" Both boys blanched.

"Uhh...that's not good," Drew said.

"Of COURSE it's not good!" Dawn exclaimed. "What if she was eaten by a sea monster!?" Gary floated over to the stressed mermaid.

"I'm sure she's fine," he said putting an arm around her shoulder. "She'll turn up sooner or later." Dawn shoved him off.

"NO! We need to look for her NOW!" She swum off, flicking her tail in an insulting way and the boys cringed.

"She didn't need to be THAT mean," Gary said.

"Well, it's better than her saying the actual cuss word..." Drew replied. Both boys frowned at one another, and swam out of the coral castle, hoping to find the orange haired mermaid.

~.~.~.~

Misty looked around. She'd been sitting at the same table for about three hours. Dawn was bound to have realized she was gone. She sighed, and got up.

"Leaving?" May asked her. Misty gave her the best smile she could muster.

"Yeah..." May shrugged.

"Well, see ya tomorrow!"

Misty frowned.

"What?" "I can tell you're looking for someone," she replied. Misty blinked.

"It's written all over your FACE!"

Misty reached up and touched her cheeks. May giggled.

"You have a crush, don't you?" Misty looked at the ground, and nodded. May burst out laughing.

"Omigosh!" she said. "You've gotta tell me what he looks like! Maybe I could pick him out!" Misty frowned.

"I haven't seen him in years," she said. May rolled her eyes.

"At least give me hair color."

"Black?"

"Ugh, there are too many raven haired dudes," she groaned. Misty shrugged.

"I'll come back tomorrow and look for him," she said. "See you."

May waved. "Byeeee!"

~.~.~.~

Dawn sped towards the surface. She didn't care that she hadn't gotten permission from the Queen; Misty was definitely on land, and she was going to bring her back. Bursting out of the water, the mermaid pulled herself onto the sand. As soon as she was out of the water, she transformed entirely. Her hair was pulled up in a high ponytail, except a small bit in front of her ears, she was wearing a pink tube top, and pleated skirt.

She shook herself, and stumbled towards the people she saw in the distance. Misty HAD to be there somewhere! Dawn wiped her wet hair out of her face, and reached the small shack.

"Brock! I need some more chips!"

"Seriously? I'm making Ash another surf board!"

Dawn ignored their argument, and passed by several of the people who were eating and laughing together. Frowning, she looked around; she'd walked quite far and was now on an abandoned part of the beach.

"Misty!" she called.

"JEEZ!" a voice exclaimed, and Dawn jumped in surprise. "I came all the way out here for some peace and quiet, and some stupid kid comes to ruin it!" Dawn walked around some large boulders, and saw a plum colored haired boy sitting on a stool in front of a canvas. He leaped to his feet, and stood in front of it.

"Get out of here!" he snapped. Dawn frowned, feeling hurt by his harsh words. She walked closer.

"I'm looking for my friend," she said. "Have you seen a girl taller than me with orange hair?" The boy scoffed.

"Sure, look anywhere in this vicinity," he said. Dawn crossed her arms and stalked past him.

"You should really be kinder," she said. "You never know, a girl that you meet might be the one you like, and THAT attitude will scare her off!" She huffed, and left the boy to himself. Heading towards some of the cliffs, she looked around.

"Misty!" she called, a bit quieter than before.

"Mist-!" With a yelp, she slipped on some wet sand from the sea spray, and fell over the cliff. Dawn thrust her arm out, and grasped the rocks, holding on to the rocks with all her might.

"Loud girl?" a voice came.

"Shiiiiit!" Dawn hissed underneath her breath. If she fell-not that she was worried about hurting herself-he MIGHT jump in after her to save her and find out she was a mermaid!

"I'm fine!" she called out the mean boy.

"Such a troublesome girl," he grumbles. Dawn looked up. He was right above her.

"Give me your hand," he said. Dawn shook her head.

"Ah...I think I'll just sit here for a while..." she said. "The sea breeze...is nice...or something..." The boy rolled his eyes, and got down to reach for her hand.

"Hurry up," he said. "I don't want to get wet by falling in the water."

Dawn grimaced. "No, go back to your painting," she stated. "I'm fine." He glared at her, and suddenly, her grip lost.

"Crap." She started to fall, but something latched around her wrist. She jerked, and looked up to see the purple haired boy holding onto her. She could see his muscles through the plain white t-shirt he had on.

Damn, does he work out? she thought, then blushed furiously. No, she wouldn't think this mean boy was hot. He used his single arm to pull her all the way up.

Both teens panted in exhaustion. The boy looked at her through long bangs.

"Well, now that I've had to help you," he said. "I demand payment." Dawn frowned at him.

"What kind?"

"Well, you'll help me out with keeping your mouth shut about the painting I was drawing." Dawn raised an eyebrow.

"Okaaay?" she drawled. "And what is your name?" He crossed his arms.

"Paul."

"Cool! I'm Dawn."

"No, you're Troublesome." Dawn glared at him.

"Meanie." Paul shrugged.

"And also, I'm going to have you become my asistant."

"Whaaat!?" Dawn yelped. "Why?"

"Because I said so," he replied. "Anyway, I can't let other people follow me around and find me painting, which is where you come in."

"As in a distraction?" Dawn inquired. Paul nodded.

"Exactly." Dawn crossed her arms.

"No."

"I'll push you over the cliff," Paul responded. Dawn was silent.

"Fine..."

Both teens headed back to where the canvas had been sitting. Dawn rubbed her forehead.

I'm sorry Mist! she thought, I won't be able to go and find you for now...


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~Misty