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"Oh crap, my sister!" Max gasped. He ran his hand through his hair and listened to the persistent ringing of the doorbell. He lept away from the pretty blonde girl sitting next to him, her face flushed and lips swollen from the long make-out session they'd just had. "My sister doesn't know I'm doing this! She's going to kick the crap out of me for this!"
"Well my parents don't know about this crap either! I don't want to get in trouble, and they'll kill me for this! Do you know the rumors that'll start around town if they found out I was dating some guy who's only here for a week? I thought she wasn't coming home until five! It's only our thirty! Max, you idiot!" Cheyenne half shouted, taking out a brush out from her purse and fixing her hair. "Wasn't she out on a date or something?"
"Yeah, she was. With Drew. According to her diary," He grinned, "which didn't have that hard of a lock to pick, he's the love of her life! She shouldn't be here already! She should be late if anything! I hate her! Doesn't she know how to have a date?" Max slammed his open hand on the wall. "I'm better than her at dating, and I'm a year younger! She's going to kill me! May is going to kill me! No, no, I got to keep it cool." He took slow, calming breaths.
"You're a f--king retard who's going to get us killed. I hope you're happy."
"Put a sock in it, Cheyenne," Max snapped. He ran and opened the front door, smilling brightly at his older sister. "Hey, May! What are you doing home early? Aren't you supposed to be on a date...or something?"
"Hi, Max."
"What are you doing back here so early?" He said, more forcefully this time.
"It's just a half hour, what's the big deal?" May blinked, unlacing her hand from Drew's and crossing them over her chest. "You seem nervous. What have you been doing that you don't want me to know about, Max Maple? You're going to be in so much trouble if I find out..."
"Nervous, who, me? Ha! That's just because I'm a nerd. We're always twitchy." He turned away, inwardly smacking his forehead for being a horrible liar, and strode back to the living room, the older two right behind.
"Why, did we interrupt something?" Drew chuckled, eyeing the thin, pretty blonde Max had been, ahem, entertaining. "I'd hate to do that. They deserve just as much of a good time as we do, don't they May?"
"Oh, go pick a rose!" Max growled.
"Max, calm down." Cheyenne smiled, putting a hand on his shoulder. "You did interrupt. I've got this project due on Monday, it would've been nice to finish it today, but it's okay. Max is just a greatguy, he's been helping me finish it. It's nice to have someone with an IQ above room temperature to talk to sometimes, you know what you mean?" She put her brush away and stood up. "Oh, I love your bandanna!"
"What's it on?" May asked, crossing her arms, not fazed by the compliment. There was nothing but straight faced anger when it came to protecting her little bro.
"Rainbows." Max said immediately, and once again smacked his forehead inwardly. Cheyenne was right. He was a retard.
"Rainbows?" Cheyenne gasped in disbelief. She recovered quickly. "I, uh, mean, yeah. Rainbows. We had a wonderful discussion on rainbows. It was all about, uh, light refraction and stuff like that. You know how these teachers are. They give you the weirdest options to choose from."
"Rainbows." Drew snorted. He began to laugh, quietly at first, but soon his whole body was shaking as he tried to restrain his guffaws. "Rainbows? That's the most, hold on, I need a minute." He laughed, shaking his head and looking down on the floor. "You two...oh, Mew. May, take over. You can handle this situation. I can't even...freaking rainbows. Oh, Mew."
"With pleasure." May smiled at her boyfriend, then glared at her brother. "You really expect us to believe that you were talking about rainbows." Another burst of laughter from Drew. "You stupid little mini-Brock. I know exactly what you were doing."
"Don't you ever call me a mini-Brock!" Max shouted.
"Ooookay," Cheyenne said, her eye brows raising and falling once as she began to gather up her stuff. "I'm feeling really...awkward now. So, Max, here's my phone number so we can…continue our discussion on rainbows sometime. I really would like your help on the project. You're really good at," She blushed a bit, "Uh, doing what you do."
"Thanks, I'm free Sunday if-" Max began.
"I think it's best if you leave…" May trailed off. "Name?"
"Cheyenne," The young blonde smiled.
"Cheyenne." May concluded with a grin. "Max probably won't be free Sunday after I tell his parents what he's been up to." She glared at the boy. "In fact, I think he's not going to be free for a long, long time. Maybe even a month of busy, busy time."
"Okay." She picked up her backpack and left, glancing at Max a few times as she went. "Good luck. I think she knows."
"Max," Drew gasped, finally recovering from his laugh attack. "A dumber lie has never been told."
"I-It's not a lie."
"You really expect us to believe you?"
"Yes, yes I do."
"Are you sure this is the story you want to go with? You're positive you don't want to change it?" May asked.
"Nope. We were talking about rainbows. That's what I'm sticking with." Max nodded.
"Talking about rainbows." Drew snickered.
"It's two against two! Innocent until proven guilty! Get some other opinion!" Max shouted.
"Fine." May rolled her eyes and picked up the phone. After five rings (do I need to describe it, everyone has the same freaking ring!!!) May frowned. "Come on, Ash? Where the heck are you? You're always around when we don't need you, why can't you pick up now?" She snapped. The phone picked up to a shirtless, dripping, Ash.
"Where's your shirt? Hoping Misty was calling?" Drew teased. Ash turned red and frowned at him.
"No. Besides, Misty's here. We're having a water fight. Why'd you call anyway?"
"Well, you see, Max was-"
"Misty! Put the hose away! That's cheating! Water guns only!"
"I'm filling up both of our water guns up, Ash." Misty called sweetly. He looked disbelieving. "Darling." She added.
"Liar." He said bluntly. She frowned. "Darling." He mocked.
"Yeah, I know. I'll fill yours up now." She sighed and grabbed both of the hefty water guns.
"So, what's you problem?"
"Max claims him and his friend Cheyenne, a very pretty girl, were discussing a class project on rainbows."
"And?"
"Come on, Ash! You don't really believe him, do you?"
"Sure I do. it's Max. he couldn't lie if he wanted to. You can always tell when he's lying." Ash shrugged.
"That's the point, Ash. He was lying."
"Then what was he doing?"
"Making out like Drew and I, or Gary and Natty." May chuckled.
"No! I can't believe you just said-"
"GARY!" Natty screamed, sobbing into the couch. "Why did I ever leave you?" She froze and thought. "Oh, yeah you were a sexist pig who was too arrogant for his own good and I want you to beg me for forgiveness!" She shouted, then went back to sobbing. "But, Gary! Why did we break up? I love you!"
"She won't leave my house!" Ash hissed. "And she keeps eating my ice cream! I don't get any sweets anymore"
"Ash! If you don't hurry I'm going to be bored, and you know bad things happen when I'm bored."
"Whatever." Ash muttered. "Just trust your brother."
"He's a little player!"
"That's not nice to say to your brother!"
"Well, he is. Ever since he got contacts there have been girls over at our house every night."
"Oh, and have you ever seen him doing something with this girl?" Ash accused. Drew and May looked at wach other.
"Yes." They said together.
"Not with this one, but many, many others."
"Oh well. I'm still going with the trust thing. After all he is-OW!" Ash screamed in pain, jumping up and holding his back. "What the hell?"
"I was bored." Misty said innocently, cradling her paintball gun.
"Misty!"
"Watch it, Ash! I've got two hundred rounds, and next time, I'm aiming low." She chuckled darkly, lowering her gun.
"Uh oh, gotta go!" Ash shouted, hanging up the phone.
"I knew you'd see it my way."
"One day Gary will see it my way." Natty whispered. Misty growled and aimed her gun.
"I swear to whatever higher power there is, I will hit you in the eye with this if you keep talking!"
"I'll be quiet! Don't shoot!" She hid under her blanket and grabbed another bowl of chocolate fudge brownie batter ice cream.
"I love my new toy." Misty chuckled.
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"How are you not frozen?" Ash said, his teeth chattering.
"I'm used to the cold water. You're just a wimp."
"You're always swimming in the Cerulean Gym pool, I bet they don't have a heater in there, do they?"
"Sometimes…" She looked at the pitiful boy next to her. "Here, it'll warm you up." She handed him the baggy shirt she had worn over her bathing suit.
"Thanks." He shrugged on the shirt.
"So, what were you talking with May about?"
"Max. He was alone with this girl and they think he was making out with her."
Regretfully, inside out of hearing, Natty said, "Gary and I used to make out. We used to make out a lot."
"Did you say something?" Misty screamed at the door.
"No! I was silent! Do not hurt me, fierce warrior! I shall only talk once more to signal the beginning of the Prep revolution, soon after which, I will hide in a bomb shelter. Please, continue."
"What was his excuse, anyway?"
"They were just talking."
"About?"
"Uh, rainbows." Ash murmured. Misty started laughing. "Aw, come on, Misty, it's not that funny!"
Misty shook her head at him. "Rainbows? Ash, that's the dumbest excuse I ever heard! Please! They were-"
"Making out? I wasn't!" Max shouted, trying to sound offended. His plead of innocence wasn't working out too well, however.
"UH-huh. Sure Max."
"Give me proof. Some indisputable, totally believable, realistic proof!"
"Are you finished with your rant?"
"Yes."
"Good. I just thought I'd let you know, you've got some lipstick on your next." May smirked. Max rubbed his hand on his neck and fell it.
"Crap."
"well that's-"
"-the end of that. They were making out, Ash, and that's all there is to it." Misty chuckled.
"I trust the kid. They were talking about rainbows."
"oh, so that's what they call it nowadays." Misty rolled her eyes.
"Huh?"
"Oh, you know. We say making out, they say talking about rainbows."
"That's not what it means!"
"Yes it is."
"No it's not-"
"Yes, it is."
"Is not."
"Is too!"
"Is not!"
"Is too!"
"Aw , come on, Misty. Some kid is really going to say to his girlfriend, 'hey, you wanna talk about rainbows?'" He said, pretending to come on to Misty.
"I don't know. I haven't really learned all that much about them," Misty replied, acting the shy girl. Ash chuckled seductively.
"Come on, I can teach you everything you need to know about these pretty little curves in the sky."
"Okay it sounds a little silly. But that's because you flirt like Danny Zuko from Grease, only worse."
"I flirt fine!"
"Yeah, sure!"
"I can!"
"I'll believe it when I see it!"
"Aw, come on, Mist. You know I'm the best flirt in town." Ash smiled slyly, scooting closer to the girl.
"Who are you comparing yourself to, Brock? I hate to say it, Ash, but even Brock is a better flirt than you are. Though at least you don't use those horrible pick up lines." She played her part once more.
"Ouch, that stung like a dull knife from the drawer." He winced, grabbing his heart dramatically.
"Speaking of dull…" She said, poking him playfully. He grabbed her hand.
"Hey, you've already tabbed my heart, why do you have to hurt me again?"
"Are you going to let go of my hand?"
"No you're only going to poke me."
"Gee, Ash, if you wanted to hold my hand, all you had to do was ask." Misty smiled. It faltered. She dropped his hand. "Okay, you're a good flirt."
"Only because I had the best to flirt with. "He shot her a winning smile.
"Okay, Ash, you proved your point. Cut it out!" She snapped, feeling uneasy.
"Why would I want to stop flirting with the infamous Misty Mermaid?"
"Ash, you win! Now stop it! You're making me feel funny." She said as her face flushed.
"Funny like a clown funny, or funny like butterfree in the stomach heart pounding I think I'm in love kind of funny?" He inquired sweetly.
"Ash, we're friends. Have been for years. If you like me, we would've been 'talking about rainbows' and dating already."
"Okay." He said. They were silent for a minute. "So, Misty. Do…do you want to talk about rainbows with me?" His face flushed.
"I-" Misty was cut off as Ash kissed her, using the last bit of courage (he has no testosterone, little freak) he had. "I like rainbows." Misty grinned stupidly.
"Yup."
"So, do you think Max wasn't making out?" Misty challenged.
"I think…" Ash began laughing. "That he was talking about rainbows."
"Oh, come on, Ash! Tell!"
"Listen, Nat, just give up your pride and come back. I know it's tearing you up inside, living without me." Gary snickered confidently.
"Oh, ge eat a bowl of ice cream!"
"I would, but you ate a;ll the comfort food in Pallet!" Gary shouted.
"Gpo to hell!"
"After you!" Gary huffed. They both screamed, and hung up.
"They needed more sunshine and rainbows in there life, don't you think?" Ash chuckled
"Natty doesn't like puns." Natty twitched.
"Ash. Run!" Misty shouted as Natty launched an attack, growling like a mightyena. "Never mock a depressed and angry woman!"
"Got it! Hey, Misty, I haven't said it in this fic! I love you!"
"I love you too, Ash! I love you too."