Disclaimer: I own nothing of Pokemon.
Authors notes: I think I am starting to drain myself now. Four days, four chapters. But, what the hey, I am trying to win in a contest and I will show no mercy. And a slight warning that I will state here and only here. When I am set on something no one will change it, no way, no how. If you noticed the last chapter, I am trying to set up more than just a physical relationship. So, onto the next chapter of I Don't Know Why, because that's what you are here for, right?
The day could not have been better for Richie. He could hear music in the clouds and see the colors in the breeze. His heart was fluttering, his step was light, and he was smiling broadly. He was on his way to Misty's hotel, just wanting to talk to her. The day was almost like a surreal dream that he didn't want to end. And it was just his luck. He bumped into Misty outside the hotel. "Richie what are you doing here?" Misty said. "I was just coming here to ask if you would care to join me for breakfast. That is if you haven't already ate." Richie replied, slightly nervous. "Sure, I was just going out for a walk for a while." Misty replied, as she walked with Richie to a breakfast bar.
Back at the hotel, Ash was having a conversation with Brock. "Is there a correct answer when somebody asks if you love them, Brock?" Ash said. "I guess there is. Why?" Brock asked his younger friend. "Well last night, coming from the pizza parlor, Misty asked if I loved her." Ash replied. "What did you tell her?" Brock said. "I told her I liked her as a friend and as a person, but that's it." Ash said. "It was probably just an inquiry." Brock said. "Let's get ready to leave." He added, as the two started to straiten up the room.
At the restaurant, we find Richie and Misty talking and eating there breakfast. Well, Richie was finishing his waffles and bacon, whereas Misty was just stirring the scrambled eggs on her plate. "What's wrong Misty? You barley touched your breakfast." Richie said. "It's just strange. Here I am, eating breakfast with the boy who, just the other day, professed his undying love for me and he's acting no different than if we were friends." Misty said. "So, we are friends." Richie replied. Misty then giggled. "What?" Richie asked. "You, that's what. I was expecting you to be worshipping the ground I walk on or something. But, your acting normal. And, I happen to find that funny." Misty said, still giggling. "Good, I thought that I had syrup on my face." Richie said, laughing.
After breakfast, which Richie paid for, the two friends walked back to Misty's hotel. Before she went into the building she did something that Richie would never have thought he would get from her. It was a kiss, not a romantic kiss, mind you, just a little peck on the cheek. But, that was enough for him to get all unaware to the rest of the world. Until he walked into a light post. For the next hour all he was thinking about Misty's kiss, why the world was spinning, and the Pidgey's flying around his head.
I am so sorry. I am a humorist. It has to have humor in it and that was the only way it would fit was some slapstick like the that. But any way you cut it, it was funny, or not. Just depends on your taste of comedy. Well review and read and whatever else you do. Please!
Authors notes: I think I am starting to drain myself now. Four days, four chapters. But, what the hey, I am trying to win in a contest and I will show no mercy. And a slight warning that I will state here and only here. When I am set on something no one will change it, no way, no how. If you noticed the last chapter, I am trying to set up more than just a physical relationship. So, onto the next chapter of I Don't Know Why, because that's what you are here for, right?
The day could not have been better for Richie. He could hear music in the clouds and see the colors in the breeze. His heart was fluttering, his step was light, and he was smiling broadly. He was on his way to Misty's hotel, just wanting to talk to her. The day was almost like a surreal dream that he didn't want to end. And it was just his luck. He bumped into Misty outside the hotel. "Richie what are you doing here?" Misty said. "I was just coming here to ask if you would care to join me for breakfast. That is if you haven't already ate." Richie replied, slightly nervous. "Sure, I was just going out for a walk for a while." Misty replied, as she walked with Richie to a breakfast bar.
Back at the hotel, Ash was having a conversation with Brock. "Is there a correct answer when somebody asks if you love them, Brock?" Ash said. "I guess there is. Why?" Brock asked his younger friend. "Well last night, coming from the pizza parlor, Misty asked if I loved her." Ash replied. "What did you tell her?" Brock said. "I told her I liked her as a friend and as a person, but that's it." Ash said. "It was probably just an inquiry." Brock said. "Let's get ready to leave." He added, as the two started to straiten up the room.
At the restaurant, we find Richie and Misty talking and eating there breakfast. Well, Richie was finishing his waffles and bacon, whereas Misty was just stirring the scrambled eggs on her plate. "What's wrong Misty? You barley touched your breakfast." Richie said. "It's just strange. Here I am, eating breakfast with the boy who, just the other day, professed his undying love for me and he's acting no different than if we were friends." Misty said. "So, we are friends." Richie replied. Misty then giggled. "What?" Richie asked. "You, that's what. I was expecting you to be worshipping the ground I walk on or something. But, your acting normal. And, I happen to find that funny." Misty said, still giggling. "Good, I thought that I had syrup on my face." Richie said, laughing.
After breakfast, which Richie paid for, the two friends walked back to Misty's hotel. Before she went into the building she did something that Richie would never have thought he would get from her. It was a kiss, not a romantic kiss, mind you, just a little peck on the cheek. But, that was enough for him to get all unaware to the rest of the world. Until he walked into a light post. For the next hour all he was thinking about Misty's kiss, why the world was spinning, and the Pidgey's flying around his head.
I am so sorry. I am a humorist. It has to have humor in it and that was the only way it would fit was some slapstick like the that. But any way you cut it, it was funny, or not. Just depends on your taste of comedy. Well review and read and whatever else you do. Please!