...So apparently I DO have a social life. I also have a job, and recently my bff/twin flew out to spend a week with me :D So I've been vry busy...and vry lazy. Hehehehehehe...he. :-|
I have a very complicated relationship with the internet. It brings me awesome things like fanfiction and deviantart, but it makes me procrastinate over nine thousand times worse than normal D:
Disclaimer: I don't own pokemon. Trust me, if I did, the show wouldn't be ending. _
Warning: Ahoy! Stupidity and unbeta-ed fic ahead me maties! (Sorry Elmo! I just had to post these quick _ *pleads for forgiveness*)
Gallop
"So, how'd you do it May?" Misty settled herself; legs crossed Indian style, in a chair adjacent to the couch and leaned forward eagerly.
"Do what?" May turned her attention from the pokemon battle on TV to her friend.
"Become an item with Drew? Yah know, becoming boyfriend and girlfriend? Was he romantic? Did he sweep you off your feet?"
"Well, I'm leaving." Drew stood and gently untangled his hand from May's before shoving both into his pockets, trying to appear cool and uncaring despite the awkwardness that was radiating from him. "Ash," he turned to the other male in the room, "wanna go to the Professor's or something? I feel that it would be," he paused, searching for the right word, "prudent for us to not be present for the ensuing conversation."
Misty snorted. "Prudent for who?" She asked.
"Both parties, most likely," Drew answered civilly. "Coming, Ketchum?"
"Huh?" Ash didn't even glance up from the fierce battle between a garchomp and nuzuleaf on the TV as he mumbled, "Um, yeah…okay. I'm going to…stay…Aw man!" Ash sat back and ran a hand through his hair excitedly. "Did you see that? What a combo! Using bullet seed as a cover up for a faint attack…"
"Okay," Drew said slowly, drawing out the word. Ash probably wouldn't realize there were other people still in the room as long as the battle was going on, much less listen to what they were talking about. The green haired youth flicked his bangs out of his eyes, threw a suggestive smirk at May, and went to go see what new project Gary was working on with his grandfather.
Misty followed Drew with her eyes, keeping silent until the coordinator had left the room. When the front door slammed closed with a resolute wham, Misty turned her attention back to May and immediately started questioning her.
"So how long has it been since you've official become a couple? When did you first start liking him that way? Did he give any signals that he was interested in you too? Did you confess to him, or did he confess to you first? Did you guys just kinda unanimously decide to start dating, or did you have to talk it out? You've already kissed, right? Did he kiss you when he told you he liked you?"
May pressed back against the arm of the couch, clutching a throw pillow to her chest tightly as if to ward off the barrage of questions. "Um, well…" May stammered, unsure of how to begin and how much detail she was willing to share with the demanding red head. "Ah…I guess…I guess we've been dating for about a month or so now…"
Misty nodded and said, "Mmm," as if she had already known this. When she didn't say anything else and simply continued to stare expectantly at May, the other girl started talking again.
"So…I suppose I first started liking him when…ummm…actually…I don't really know when I started liking him." May squirmed uncomfortably in her seat. Even though she and Drew had been dating for a while now, it was still a little embarrassing to talk about this stuff. The reason she and Drew had decided to accept Ash's invitation to hang out at his house for a while was to avoid seeing both of their parents and the extensive interrogations they would no doubt receive thanks to their new 'together' status. May hadn't considered that she might get the same treatment from her friends, let alone Misty.
"You can't think of anything?" Misty asked, sounding slightly put out and disbelieving at the same time.
"Well…there was one time." May colored upon recollection of the event. "We were in a pokemon center, and we had just finished a really nice dinner and a lovely dessert of chocolate dipped strawberries. He had been rather nice throughout the whole meal, besides the usual snide remarks, and then before we went to bed…I guess I still had some chocolate on my cheek…and he umm…" May snuck a quick peek at Ash, confirming that he was still absorbed in the pokemon battle on TV before whispering quickly, "he licked the chocolate off my cheek."
"Really?" Misty gasped delightedly. "Wow! What was that like?"
"Um…nice I guess," May said distractedly, trying to think of something else to say in order to get off the embarrassing subject. "But um, I kinda guessed after that and a few more…instances…that Drew liked me. I finally sorta just yelled at him." May picked at the fringe on the pillow, unable to meet Misty's eyes. "I told him that either he could be my boyfriend and…well…'tease' me all the time, or he could bug off."
The brunette stopped plucking for a moment to gauge her friend's reaction. Misty was staring at her, head cradled between her hands and elbows resting on her folded legs. The gym leader seemed to be mulling over what she had just been told.
"I guess that's pretty cool," Misty said decisively. "I mean, the chocolate made it kinda romantic and all, and he was totally hitting on you and trying to be all suave…But you didn't put up with his dilly-dallying either…" she trailed off, staring into space. "That's not such a bad way I guess…"
"What do you mean 'not such a bad way'?" May asked, feeling slightly defensive.
"Of becoming a couple," Misty mused. She seemed to realize what she had insinuated and added hastily, "not that I'm saying how you and Drew hooked up was bad, or wrong in any way! It's just different from what I imagine!"
May was instantly put at ease. "So how do you imagine getting a boyfriend?" She smiled and looked suggestively at the boy still glued to the TV.
Misty blushed but said loftily, "Oh, some wonderful and romantic way of course!" She put her hands on her cheeks and closed her eyes. "My prince will come to me with a bouquet of flowers and a poem proclaiming his love for me flowing from his lips. He'll say he's been in love with me forever and that I'm the only one for him. Then I'll confess my undying love for him and swoon gracefully into his arms. And then we'll get on his noble steed so we gallop off into the sunset and live happily ever after!
May blinked twice and then quickly covered her mouth with a hand, trying desperately not to laugh.
Misty half opened one eye, saw that May was shaking with silent giggles, and gave a "humpf" of annoyance. "Well I know it's not likely to happen," Misty snapped, shooting a glare at the oblivious Ash. "But I can dream can't I?"
"Mmm, I'm sorry Misty," May sobered quickly. "I just think…you'll be lucky if your 'prince' can find his way to you without a little help. You could always be the heroine of the story and take the lead," she suggested.
"Yeah," Misty muttered, looking at her toes. "I just wish it wouldn't have to come to that."
May smiled sympathetically. "He'll come to his senses one of these days," she said reassuringly.
"Who will come to his senses one of these days?" Ash was standing in front of them, looking from one girl to the other. The battle was apparently over.
Misty flicked her fingers at him dismissively. "No one Ash. Don't bother wasting the precious few brain cells you have left trying to figure it out."
Ash rolled his eyes. "Whatever. I'm gonna go visit with my pokemon at the Professor's." He started to leave the room, but at the last second he turned and smirked at the red head. "Oh, and Misty? Good luck finding some guy who's so sappy that he'll write you poetry and ride off with you into the sunset."
Misty stared at him, mouth hanging open in horror. "Wha-" she croaked. "What, no, you were supposed to-gah!" Her eyes flashed and a pillow was suddenly soaring through the air, right towards Ash's face. "You JERK!"
The sound of laughter and the disappointing thump of the pillow against the wall was the last the girls heard of Ash. Misty slumped in her chair, hurt and annoyed at herself. Just how much had Ash heard? And how dare he make fun of dreams! Did that mean that…
"I'm going upstairs," Misty huffed, hoping May didn't notice how glassy her eyes were as she stalked past her friend.
"Misty! Hey, open the door! There's something important I need to show you!"
"Hmm?" Misty lifted her head from the pillow it had been buried in. She sighed, groping for the hair tie she had flung on the floor sometime during her moping session.
"Misty! I promise you'll really like this!" May called again.
"M'coming!" Misty mumbled, stumbling off the bed and over to the door. She opened the door and was immediately dragged out and down the hallway by an excited brunette. "May, whoa, May!" Misty said. "Slow down! What's wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong!" May laughed. "You just really need to see this!"
Misty smiled weakly and followed her friend. "She's probably just trying to cheer me up," the water trainer thought to herself. "Which is nice of her, but really, there's not much she can do. And I'll be fine…as soon as I give Ash a lump or two on the head…"
"Go go go!" May ordered, practically shoving Misty out the front door and down the Ketchum's walkway to the main road.
"Alright, seriously May. What's going on?" Misty glanced about her, seeing nothing but Delia's vegetable garden and the mailbox.
Just as she finished speaking though, the ground began to rumble. Misty took a step back, looking up and down the road but still seeing nothing. "Maaaayyyy," Misty said uncertainly. "What's going on?" She turned around, but May had disappeared.
A loud bellow brought Misty's attention back to the road. A large shape had appeared on the horizon. Misty squinted at it, trying to discern what it was. The figure got bigger quickly; it was obviously moving very fast. Misty hesitantly took a few steps forward, a little afraid and very much confused.
"A…tauros?" The word was barely off her tongue before the pokemon itself was at her side. Misty was frozen in place, only able to gawk at the hulking beast and the rider perched awkwardly on its back. She had but a moment to stare, however, before a hand was thrust in her face. Misty instinctively took the offered hand and was pulled upwards with surprising force. The thought, "When did Ash get these sexy muscles?" flashed through her mind.
And then she was surrounded by warmth and bouncing down the road on the back of a tauros.
"So." The word reverberated in her breast and her ears. "Is this good enough?"
Misty looked up into Ash's hopeful, blushing face. "I-what-you-this-what the heck?" She sputtered.
"You're the one who said you wanted a prince on a noble steed to come sweep you away!" Ash told her indignantly. "I'm just doing what you said!"
"Well," Misty's mind was still trying to grasp the situation. "this—this isn't what I meant! We're not on a noble steed, we're riding a tauros! And you didn't read me any poetry or proclaim your love for me!" She was blushing and extremely flustered, but it was hard to concentrate on what she was saying and stay on the tauros at the same time. Was Ash trying to do what she thought he was? Or was this just some sick joke of his?
"Fine!" He yelled, tightening his arms around her as he yanked back on the reins, slowing their sprint to marginally slower pace. "Fine! Roses are red, and um, violets are blue. You're a silly-romantic-abusive-stubborn girl but I still love you!"
First came the tears, much to her embarrassment. Then came the fluttering heart, the unbridled joy, and the intense relief. With a multitude of emotions running through her, the only thing Misty could do was lean back onto Ash's chest and laugh.
And they galloped into the sunset, living happily ever after.
