"What's his problem!?" Misty retorted, looking back at the campfire sulking. Ash looked over at Misty, but he didn't say anything. He looked up at the sky, noticing that there were clouds rolling into the area. Ash took a deep breath and drew out a long yawn. Misty looked at Ash, still upset at Brock. "You aren't going to bed too, are you!?" she snapped, which made Ash jump.
"N-No I wasn't! I was just yawning, that's all! Jeez what's biting you?" he replied, feeling like she was pissed off at him.
"Nothing, I just.." Misty sighed, standing up. She moved over towards and sat down next to him. Ash was confused, but before he could ask Misty put her head on his shoulder, moving closer to him. "Oh Ash," she spoke, slightly wobbly in her voice, "You don't think that story is true, do you?"
Ash was relieved, he thought she would go off onto a different subject. "Oh, I don't know. Some parts of the story seemed legit, but the part where the body was gone... it seems a little farfetched doesn't it? I mean, how could a spirit remove a body completely and not leave a single trace? It seems really odd.."
"Hmm.." Misty agreed, still looking at the fire, slightly shivering from both the story and from the cold. It was getting more bitter outside as the night drew on and for Misty her hoodie wasn't providing the warmth it was earlier that day. She continued shivering, moving closer to Ash for warmth. He started to blush, but he was worried about Misty. Ash put his arm around her, making her blush too.
"Are you okay, Mist?" he asked, moving even closer to her. Misty smiled slightly; she always liked it when he called her 'Mist'. But the smile was lost when another gust of wind blustered by.
"No, n-not really.."
"Why? What's wrong, Misty?"
"I'm just so cold... but I don't want to go to bed yet because of Brock's stupid story... I'm still freaked out about it.. I mean, we are in the same forrest that he told in the story, after all.."
"We could still go inside the tent.." Ash commented, "After all, the phantoms didn't enter the tent, now did they?" he reassured her, giving Misty his usual grin. She looked up at him, smiling. The thought was very re-assuring for her, to sleep better that night.
"Yeah, you're right! We'll be safer inside anyway!" Misty spoke, standing up and dusting off herself. Ash let the warmth of Misty become absorbed in his body before the chill of the night took it away. He sighed, standing up as well. "You okay?" Misty asked, now with a changed attitude.
"Oh, yeah I'm fine. Just tired out from the long day." Ash said, scratching the back of his neck.
"Come on, let's get some sleep." Misty spoke, smiling at him and then walking towards the tent. Ash couldn't believe she turned around so quickly.. Something was up, but he couldn't figure out what.. Ash walked behind Misty and they both got into the brown colored tent.
They got inside the tent to find that Brock was sound asleep. He really was tired! Both Misty and Ash shrugged their shoulders at each other and went to their individual sleeping bags. Ash was set up in-between Misty and Brock (for good reasoning of not giving Misty the chance to bet up Brock). He took off his hat and his shoes, placing both of them at the end of his bed. Ash crawled into his sleeping bag, feeling the insulation and warmth of his bag take over. He smiled, enjoying this new-found heat, and laid his head down on the pillow. Misty got into her bag as well, letting her orange hair flow down from her shoulders. Ash liked it when she let her hair fall down, she looked so sexy and so cute, which made him blush thinking about it.
She laid her head down on her pillow, turning to face Ash. Misty smiled, looking at Ash with her cerulean blue eyes. "Goodnight Ash!" she whispered.
Ash smiled, turning to face Misty. "Night Misty! Sleep tight." he whispered back. Misty felt happy that she had Ash by her side through-out the night. The warmth of her sleeping bag was lulling her to sleep. She felt... safe...