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LEAF'S POV

I was feeling a bit better the next day, but for some reason, I was feeling worse because of it.

Mom came down the stairs. "I need to go a bit early, Leaf. Gary will be here soon. Behave."

"Mom, I know how to behave."

She smiled. "I know you do." She kissed my forehead and ran out the door.

I turned on the TV and waited. Around five or ten minutes later, Gary burst through the door panting.

"Took you long enough to get here." I looked up at him. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

"pant girls pant chase pant hide me!"

"Go upstairs, quick, and hide in the bathroom!"

Practically seconds later, a group of girls knocked on the door.

A blonde ran up to me and had pictures of Gary all over her pink t-shirt. "Hi! We're part of the Gary Oak fan club. We followed Gary and saw him come in your house. May we please see him?"

I tried to look really sad. "Sorry, guys. He ran right out my back door into the Pallet Town woods. He might still be there."

They said thanks and continued running and screaming.

Freaks. I waited for fifteen minutes until I called Gary back down.

"How did you get rid of them?"

I sat back down on the couch. "I told them you ran out my back door into the Pallet Town woods."

He looked stunned. "But the Pallet Town woods leads all the way to Cerulean City. They could be lost for days!"

"I know."

He laughed. "You are so crazy, Leaf."

I gave him the evil eye.

"I'm just joking," he said.

"You better be."

Awkward silence followed until Gary broke it. "So, what do you want to do?"

"I don't know. Why don't we watch TV?" I changed the channel to an episode of What Not to Wear.

"Ugh, I don't wanna watch this crap."

I gasped. "It is not crap. I'll never know if Jessica gains the courage to get her hair cut now!"

Gary grabbed the remote and changed the channel to baseball.

"This is crap."

"No, it's not! It's a national sport!"

I snatched the remote back from him. "This show's national too."

Gary stared at the screen that now displayed an episode of Secret Life of an American Teenager. "How is this national?"

"Duh! Secret Life of the American Teenager. You're really slow, aren't you?"

"No, I'm not! Now gimme that remote!" He practically jumped on me.

We kept fighting and turning the channels back and forth until Gary said, "Why don't we do something else?"

"What else is there to do?" (1)

"I don't know." He got up and started looking around the TV.

"What are you looking for?"

"Your Wii. It's always upstairs. Did you break it or something?"

"I didn't break it! It's just downstairs from my last slumber party!"

"Oh, okay," he said while sitting back down.

I looked at him. "You do know I'm not going to go get it. If you want to play it, go downstairs and get it from the basement. You've been down there before, so I'm sure you can find it."

"Fine," he moaned.

I sighed. Boy, do I love being handicapped.

XXXXX

After being forced to set it up and find the games he wanted to play, he finally turned it on.

"We are playing Mario Kart first. I get to pick the courses because you put me through so much torture."

I smirked. "Where are the steering wheels?" I asked.

He groaned. "I'll be back."

I wanted to laugh hysterically. Gary was so cute when he was angry. Wait, cute? Snap out of it, Leaf!

"I found them!" he yelled as he ran up the stairs. "Is there anything else you want before I sit down again?"

I put my finger on my chin and thought about it. "I'm kinda hungry."

He groaned for about the third time that day. "I'll make something," he said as he walked into the kitchen.

"I want ham and cheese on bread!" I yelled into the kitchen.

"It's called a sandwich!" he yelled back.

"It's called a sandwich!" I mimicked as I walked into the kitchen.

"I'll get the chips," I said as I opened a cabinet.

"Eww.. I'm not eating sour cream and onion. It's gross."

"No, it's not!"

"To me it is!"

"Oh, I know that," I replied nonchalantly.

He sighed. "Of course you do. Do you have barbecue chips?"

"Eww... why would I have those?"

"This the problem with being at your house."

"Quit whining. There's regular chips in the cabinet too."

"Thank God! I was gonna die of chip starvation!"

I rolled my eyes. "Whatever, Gary. Did you finish making my sandwich?"

"Yeah. Here," he said, handing me my sandwich.

"Thanks," I said as I grabbed both bags of chips and sat down at the breakfast bar.

Five minutes later he sat to join me. In the blink of an eye, my sandwich was gone.

"Where did your sandwich go?"

"Uhhhh, my stomach?"

"Okay. Just making sure you didn't make it vanish or anything."

"Are you done? I wanna play Mario Kart!"

"Do I look like I'm done?" he asked me while waving his sandwich in my face.

I tried resisting it, but he was too much. I whacked the sandwich out of his hand onto the floor.

"You just killed my turkey and cheese sandwich!" he shouted as I turned around.

"Correction," I said as I looked over my shoulder. "I killed your turkey and cheese on bread."

I love the end! If you look where the little (1) is, I made that all up as I typed it on this site. I'm surprised I actually made that all up in the fly! Anyways, review! If you do, I'll give you a virtual cookie AND you'll be mentioned in an author note!