Hey everyone I'm back.
Thanks to everyone who reviewed! Not a lot, but they still made me happy. For those who reviewed as a guest, I'll be replying through author's notes.
Guest: Thanks! I wanted to make this fanfic different from the other ones. All of your questions will be revealed in this chapter or the next. I just love sibling moments too. Though in the case of me and my sib, no thank you.
I just noticed that I didn't do the disclaimer for any of the chapters except for the prologue. So here it is:
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokémon. If I did, Ash would age, not be stuck as a 10 year-old for 16 years.
May tried to get out of the car as slowly as possible, but was rushed as Dawn pulled on her arm saying that she would be fine. She tried to put pressure on her ankles. They weren't that bad now and the swelling had gone down a bit. She had traded out the heels with some flats that Dawn had kept in her bag. Still she would have to get some ice on them at least so they would heal faster.
"I hate heels," she thought as Ash and his group pulled up. All of them look relatively okay though Misty was red in the face. May just brushed it off as the group approached them.
"God May, I never knew so many people liked you," said Ash as they reached May and company. May just stared at him. He thought those many people were after her because they liked her. They didn't like her, they liked her social status. And right now, she was their biggest story in a decade.
Misty wacked Ash on the head with a mallet.
"Wait, where did that come from?" May mentally asked.
"Ow, what was that for?" Ash whined.
"For being a dumb idiot." Misty replied. Ash huffed and looked away from her like a little kid. Misty merely rolled her eyes.
"Come on guys, door's this way." Max spoke and they all followed him up the front steps. May stopped for a second to look at a statue of a certain Pokémon, whose name she couldn't remember, before catching up with the others. Max rang the doorbell and May started to feel Beautiflies in her stomach. She watched as the door opened and an old woman answered the door.
"Young Master Maxwell, please come in and bring your friends as well." said the woman.
"Thank you Minnie, and please call me Max." he said before entering. They all soon followed in pursuit greeting Minnie as well. Although it wasn't that surprising as most of the Idols parents were good friends with each other.
"As you wish Maxwell," Minnie said smiling. When she looked at May, her smile dropped. May thought her eyes were watering until she blinked and the tears vanished. Nether less, she greeted May with a smile before closing the door behind her.
"Where are Mom and Dad, Minnie?" Max asked.
"They're in the garden along with the Haydens, Oaks, Ketchums, Greenes, Waterflowers, Berlitzs, and Shinjis." She replied still looking at May. May was starting to feel uncomfortable and turned her head away. She noticed that the others were looking surprised.
"Our parents are here?" Leaf asked. Minnie nodded.
"Well we might as well go meet them," Gary suggested and everyone agreed. May however, didn't. Meeting her real parents for the first time was more than enough, meeting some of the most influential people in the world out of the question.
"Can I stay here?" she timidly asked. Everyone else looked at her before Max nodded.
"Sure, Minnie take May to the sitting room please."
Minnie nodded and lead May to the left-wing of the house while the others went straight ahead before taking a turn.
May gasped as she took a look around the sitting room. On the last wall, there were two ceiling to floor windows with a circular one between them. The walls were painted a rich color of coffee with plants settled in each corner. In the center, there was a group of sofas arranged in a 'U' facing with a tea-table placed between them. A big 64" plasma TV was placed in the middle of the right wall and photo frames containing pictures of the family were scattered all over the room. But May paid no attention to them. All she could see was the acoustic guitar placed on the tea-table.
She looked to see if Minnie was still around, and when she deemed the coast was clear, she rushed towards the guitar. May always loved music. It was her second most favorite thing behind coordinating. She had found an old guitar in Eris' attic when she cleaning it out. From that moment on, whenever she found the time, May would teach herself how to play.
It took some time and a lot of band-aids, but finally she could play almost any song that she had heard. She sometimes would also try to sing. It was some of the only moments in May's life that she was happy.
She took the guitar in her hands and positioned it correctly. After double-checking no one was around, she started to strum.
Impossible
(By: Shontelle)
I remember years ago
Someone told me I should take
Caution when it comes to love
I did, I did
And you were strong and I was not
My illusion, my mistake
I was careless, I forgot
I did
And now when all is done
There is nothing to say
You have gone and so effortlessly
You have won
You can go ahead tell them
Tell them all I know now
Shout it from the roof tops
Write it on the skyline
All we had is gone now
Tell them I was happy
And my heart is broken
All my scars are open
Tell them what I hoped would be
Impossible, impossible
Impossible, impossible
Falling out of love is hard
Falling for betrayal is worst
Broken trust and broken hearts
I know, I know
Thinking all you need is there
Building faith on love and words
Empty promises will wear
I know, I know
And now when all is done
There is nothing to say
And if you're done with embarrassing me
On your own you can go ahead tell them
Tell them all I know now
Shout it from the roof tops
Write it on the skyline
All we had is gone now
Tell them I was happy
And my heart is broken
All my scars are open
Tell them what I hoped would be
Impossible, impossible
Impossible, impossible
Impossible, impossible
Impossible, impossible!
Ooh impossible (yeah yeah)
I remember years ago
Someone told me I should take
Caution when it comes to love
I did
Tell them all I know now
Shout it from the roof tops
Write it on the skyline
All we had is gone now
Tell them I was happy
And my heart is broken
All my scars are open
Tell them what I hoped would be
Impossible, impossible
Impossible, impossible
Impossible, impossible
Impossible, impossible
I remember years ago
Someone told me I should take
Caution when it comes to love
I did...
May finished and she heard clapping from behind her. She turned around to see the world's most famous people behind her, and her parents.
(A/N: I would end it here, but I'm feeling generous.)
She stood up as quickly as she could, but she forgot about her sore feet and almost dropped the guitar on the floor. Her face burned was equal to the color of a rip tomato.
"Really May," Leaf mumbled almost face-palming herself. The room was filled with an awkward silence before it was broken by someone saying,
"You have a beautiful voice" she said. May looked up at whoever said that to thank them when her eyes widened. Standing right in front of her was Caroline Maple, and May was a carbon copy of her.
She now understood how Max recognized her as soon as he saw her. She and the woman of the house looked almost exactly alike. May's hair was a few shades darker and Caroline's and her nose was different, but other than that they could pass as twins. She even had Caroline's eyes; bright, blue sapphires. It was a wonder how she never noticed it before.
"T-thank y-you," she managed to stutter out. Caroline smiled at her and behind her stood her husband, Norman Maple. He seemed even taller in person and Max looked just like him.
"Let's give them some privacy shall we," said a woman who May thought was Ash's mom and everyone left the room.
Except for May, Max and the Maple husband and wife.
"This will be interesting," May thought.
So how was it?
It might not have been the reunion you guys were expecting, but more will be revealed in the next chapter.
I have a question for you guys. If you could choose a song for the Contestshipping couple, what would it be?
Review please:)! It makes me happy. When I'm happy, I write. The more I write, the quicker updates will be.