A/N: Okey Dokey everyone! Here's chapter seven! I call it "Now You Know How It Feels." I've had this in mind for a while now. And it's called that, because Ash tells Misty that he wishes something, but he regrets it when Misty grants his wish! But not totally for-real though! Enjoy reading!
It finally reached night-time after a busy day. Ash took Misty to birthing class and for him, it wasn't so much fun. Ash got right into bed right before Misty came out of the bathroom and joined him.
"God, I can't believe I forgot the most horrible stage of pregnancy for the husbands. Birthing Class! I'm still hearing that constant saying breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out. Make it stop!" Ash said.
"Ash, please. For your information, it just so happens that pregnant women go through a lot more worse than that. Hell, when it's time for the babies to come out, we're the ones who have to go through the pain. All you guys have to do is coach us. So I better not hear you complain!" Misty replied.
"God, how do you women go through this stuff?" he asked.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, how can women carry around that much extra weight around for nine months? How can women handle throwing up almost every morning? How can women handle doing nothing but crave food all time, and have swollen ankles and an aching back, and-"
"Okay! Your giving me a headache! And let me say one thing about pregnancy, it's not easy."
"Oh I know that. Sometimes I just wish I knew what it was like to be pregnant..." Ash sighed. This made Misty turn over and look at him.
"Are you serious?" she asked.
"Well, sure. I've always been curious anyway."
"Ha, you never told me that,"
"I just did, remember?" he asked jokingly.
"Yeah, yeah. Tomorrow morning we'll get up early, go to the super market, buy a watermelon and you can stick that under your shirt."
"Fine I guess I...wait a minute! I am not putting a watermelon under my shirt!" Ash said being serious now. Misty chuckled.
"Okay then, I'll stop joking." said Misty.
"You will?" he asked raising a brow.
"Yes I will. I'll be completely serious now. No more joking. And since you say that you wish you knew what it's like to be pregnant, I'll be more than happy to grant your wish."
Ash didn't think she could be serious.
"Okay, if you say so Mist. Night," he said just before turning off the light.
The next morning Ash woke up, but Misty had waken up first though. He turned over to see if she was in bed, which she clearly wasn't.
"Mist? Where are you?" he asked, still with a bit of tiredness in his voice.
"Oh I'm right here Ash," she replied, coming out of nowhere.
He scratched the back of his head, "What were you doing in the closet Misty?" he asked.
"Just looking for something. But, never-mind that now. Let's go on downstairs. I've already prepared breakfast for us." she replied.
"Oh great! I thought I smelled something good! You know how hungry my stomach is by morning!" Ash said happily.
"That's good to hear, because I made plenty. Your stomach should be pretty full by the time I get you to eat atleast 9 stacks..."
"What? What was that Mist?" Ash asked confused.
"Oh nothing. I'm gonna go get the table set." Misty replied before going on downstairs.
"Alright. And I'll go wake Ashlee up."
Misty walked into the kitchen and started setting the table. She decided that she wouldn't litterally bust Ash open this morning with her food, knowing his rude-awakening would be happening later. So now, the table was all set.
"Morning mommy!" Ashlee said gladly as she ran to her mother.
"Morning sweetie! Did you sleep well?"
"Uh-huh!" she said.
Ash had just walked into the kitchen.
"Boy, I tell you! This little girl's no sleepy-head when it comes to waking up on a morning where there are already hot pancakes on the table waiting for ya'." Ash said as he ruffled Ashlee's bed-hair. (A/N: ha, bed-hair!)
"Heh, sure reminds me of somebody else I know!" Misty laughed. Ash had that 'oh please' look on his face, and they all sat down and started to eat. And in just a half an hour, they were finished.
"That was pretty good Mist! I have to say, I'm full." Ash said.
"They were yummy mommy!" said Ashlee.
"Oh thank you both! It was pretty enjoyable! And Ash dear?" Misty said.
"Hm?"
"I need you upstairs with me, right now."
Misty sounded serious. Ash almost thought that she wanted to...oh you know already! How do you think she got pregnant again?
"Oh Mist, do I have to?" he whined.
"Yes, you do." she said, gritting her teeth.
"But I don't wanna!" he whined again. Misty was already getting a headache, and decided that if he wasn't going to move, she'd have to move for him. She looked at Ashlee.
"Ashlee honey, why don't you go brush your teeth?" she asked nicely. Her daughter nodded and ran upstairs to do as she was told. She waited until she was atleast half-way up the steps before looking at Ash with a very stern look. He began to laugh.
"Oh I see! You just wanted to wait until our daughter left so we could do it in the kitchen!" he smiled. Misty then knocked him in the head, hard.
"Stop talking like that you IDIOT! Now come on, we're going upstairs!" she yelled.
"Okey dokey then!" he said while following along. They went upstairs to their room. Ash sat on the bed.
"Have I been a bad boy?" he asked. His voice slurred a bit.
"Will you shut up! God, I thought that I married the world's greatest pokemon master! Not some perve who keeps talking up wanting to lay with me all of a sudden!" she shouted.
Ash sighed, "Fine go ahead. What did you want me to come up here for then?" he asked.
"For this! I need you to try it on!" Misty said as she held up some sort of white pad with a strap.
"What the heck is that!" he asked, not knowing at all what she was holding. Misty grunted.
"Don't you remember! When I first found out I was pregnant with Ashlee, I got this pregnancy-pad to help me experience what my body was going to feel. And I tell you, it wasn't all that fun. Carrying around that pad all day made my back hurt, just like when I was in my real pregnancy. But now, I want you to carry it around for a day."
"Wha? No way! I am not carrying that thing under my shirt all day long! So not gonna happen!" Ash yelled.
"Hey, do you think that I was kidding when I said I'd grant your wish? As soon as you said it, this came into mind! Now if you really want to know what it's like to be pregnant, I suggest you wear it!"
"Ha...you, uh...can't take a joke?" Ash said as he sweatdropped.
"Ash, don't try to buizel your way out of this. You weren't joking. I took you completely serious. Now come on, put it on."
"...Alright fine! But I'm not doing this for my mental health." he said as he grabbed the pad.
"I don't know why you're getting so upset. Those words came out your mouth. Not mine." Misty commented.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Now...how do you put this thing on?" Ash asked as he stared at it.
Misty sighed and strapped the pad around him, and pulled his shirt down.
"Man, how much does this thing weigh!" he yelled.
"Don't be such a wimp! It's only about five or six added pounds." she said.
"I can't even see my feet anymore..." Ash mumbled. Misty's eyes narrowed.
"Now, you may think that your back isn't hurting now, but just you wait."
"Tch! I can go a whole day wearing this thing! No problem!" Misty smiled and walked away.
"We'll see about that..." Misty mumbled.
Ashlee walked out of the bathroom, and Ash walked out of the bedroom at the same exact time. The bathroom is right across hall from their bedroom. She was about to tell her mother that she was done brushing her teeth. Ashlee's eyes widened as she stared at her father.
"Are you having a baby too, daddy?" she asked with curiosity. Ash wasn't embarrassed, he thought it was actually funny, and adorable.
"No darling, I'm not having a baby." he said with a smile. "Mommy is, but daddy just wanted to know what it felt like to be having a baby. So, maybe that's why my tummy might be a little big."
Ashlee was still confused, and felt the urge to lift up Ash's shirt, but left it alone.
"Oookay..." she said.
Even Misty knew her own daughter was still confused. But that didn't mean that she wasn't smart.
"Come on honey, you go back into the bathroom and wait for me while I get your clothes out. I'll be right there." she said.
Ashlee nodded and went back into the bathroom. Ash just sighed and decided to go downstairs and watch some tv. Pretty funny, he actually had to waddle down all the way down! He even had a hard time sitting.
"God, this is harder than I thought...how does Misty put up with it?" he asked himself. After Ashlee was all washed and dressed, Misty came on downstairs too, as she rubbed her belly.
"And how are you holding up Mr. Ketchum?" she asked, knowing that he was going to lie.
"Uh, just peachy!" he said.
"Not even having a little bit of a hard time with that thing?"
"Nope! Now if you'll excuse me, I have to get up and stretch." Ash practically struggled to stand up from the couch. But unlike an actual pregnant person, he didn't ask for any help and stood up on his own. But when he did, a small pain shot up his back.
"Ow...how could you handle carrying this thing around for nine whole months!" he complained.
"Hey, quit your whining. That's only for when I was pregnant with Ashlee. You think I don't feel worse now? I carry around double the weight for the next four months, and I think that I've done pretty good so far. So I don't even need to hear your complaints."
Ash just groaned.
"And also, you only get to carry this around for a day. For me, it's not like you can just take it off whenever you want. You better think about it. It's only late in the afternoon. I'm sure you'll make it."
Ash began to feel so lazy. He just spent the rest of the afternoon in his tv chair, asleep. Ashlee and Misty came downstairs.
"Come on honey, wake up. We're going to the market." said Misty.
"Huh...?" he said tiredly.
"Before we got ready for bed last night, you promised me we'd go back to the supermarket. Now come on."
Ash jumped up and began reaching for the pad's strap.
"Oh good! I can finally take this thing off!" he said excitedly.
"Oh no you don't!" Misty yelled. "What do you think you're doing!"
"Taking this off." he replied.
"No you're not. You're leaving it on you. You're going just like that."
"Misty no! I can't leave the house like this! People will stare!" he whined.
"So? Let them stare. Remember when I said that I just can't take my baby bump off when I want to? Then why should you."
"Because I'm a man!" he yelled.
"Oh well! You said you wanted to know what it's like to be pregnant, and you have it!"
"When I said that, I meant like, probably for a few minutes or something! I didn't know you were going to make me wear it all day! Nor make me leave the house with it on!" Misty couldn't help but smile evily.
"You can walk to the store!" he shouted. Ashlee looked up at her mother wondering why they were constantly arguing.
"Oh sure, sure. You are actually going to make your five months pregnant wife and five year old daughter walk to the far away supermarket! You are out of your MIND!" she yelled back.
Ash looked at his daughter then back at Misty.
"Fine, let's go." he sighed.
When they finally arrived at the supermarket, Ashlee and Misty got out. Misty looked at him.
"What?" he asked.
"Why aren't you getting out?" she asked.
"I know you don't expect me to go in with you. You're lucky I even drove you. I'm staying right in the car."
"Oh no you're not!" Misty laughed and Ash just gulped.
5 minutes later...
"Misty, this is so embarrassing!" Ash tried to whisper without screaming.
"Hey, pregnant people have to walk out in public too, you know." Misty commented.
"Yeah, yeah, but I'm a man, remember!"
"Uh-huh, and this is what you wanted to feel, remember!" Misty felt Ash's torture.
He was trying to keep his cool, hoping no one would notice until he heard a little 3 year old girl yell, "Mama, mama! Look! A pwegnant man!"
The mother of the child thought her daughter was crazy when she said something like that, until she turned around.
"Oh my goodness!" she yelled, making everyone in the store stare, including the cashiers. Ash turned very red. Misty had just had just walked out of an aisle with a jar in her hand.
"Okay Ash, I got the pickles!" she said happily. But she realized everyone was now staring at the both of them.
"Oh my...I must be really losing it. A pregnant man...with his...pregnant wife?" a woman whispered to another woman.
Almost everyone thought they were hallucinating. But Misty got fed up and tired of the staring when her moodswings began to kick in.
"Alright, I don't know just what you people are staring at, but if you all would be as kind to please KNOCK IT OFF, I would appreciate it very much!" She announced.
Everyone once again returned to their own business, except for the little 3 year old girl who couldn't stop staring at Ash.
"Misty, can we please go now! I've never felt more embarrassed out in public!" he whispered.
"Okay, okay, we're going. The twins are getting pretty restless anyway. Come on Ashlee." said Misty.
They finally left the market, and Ash couldn't be more happy. He knew that he was so gonna get Misty for this later. After a very long day, evening finally took it's toll before night did. Ash and Misty sat on the living-room sofa, watching televison. Ashlee sat between her parents so she could sit next to both of them. It was getting really late, and Ash was waiting for Misty to tell him that he could take the pad off. She didn't yet. Ashlee wasn't too interested about what was on tv. She probably didn't even know what they were watching. But what did keep her entertained, was on how many kicks she felt while she rubbed her mother's belly. Then she leaned over and started to rub her father's too. She was hoping to feel movements, but felt nothing. She frowned.
"Daddy, where are the babies at?" she asked curiously, wondering why nothing was moving. Ash smiled as he ruffled his daughter's hair, getting ready to say something.
"Honey," Misty interuppted. Ashlee turned to her. "Daddy isn't really having a baby, remember? He's just, um...pretending!" Ash sighed in relief, glad that he didn't have to do the explaining.
"Oh!" Ashlee said, finally getting it. Ashlee decided to go upstairs and find something alse to do.
"Misty," Ash said.
"Yes Ash?" she replied.
"Can I please, TAKE THIS THING OFF NOW!" he yelled.
"Hey! I'm right here! No need to shout! And yes, you can take it off."
"I mean, I've just been wearing this thing all day, and...wait did you just say I could take it off?" he asked.
"Yes. I was gonna tell you to take it off anyway."
"Oh. Well great!" he said as he began to snatch it off, which he did. "Wow, that feels so much better than having to carry a big old watermelon for a stomach around!" Misty looked at him.
"Sorry, no effence." he murmered.
"It's alright dear, none taken. I'm just happy you've learned your lesson."
"What lesson?"
"So you know what actual pregnant women have to go through. It's not easy. What you've been through today was nothing."
"I know, and I admit it. I'm just really glad that I'm not a woman."
"You should be. So...you promise not do any more complaining at my birthing classes?" she asked. Ash smiled.
"I promise." he told her.
"And Ash, I must admit. Being pregnant can be difficult, but...I'm very happy to be carrying around you're children."
"Thanks, Mist. And to tell the truth... I'm very happy to be the proud father of your children."
A/N: Wow, I thought that I'd never get done this chapter! Heh, I didn't expect it to be this long either...(sweatdrop) Yes, I wanted my stories to start getting longer, but not this long! Also, I need a favor from everyone who likes this series. If you want more stories with Ashlee in them, please vote for my poll! Only because I've made a list of stories (on my bio) that will be in the future. So I suggest that if you want to see more of this series when this story is over, go ahead and vote! Review please!
