Here's a good Pokeshipping chapter for all of you! Ah, the classic competitiveness of these two :P

Michelle: 5 years old

Tooth Fairy

If Ash and Misty had a dollar for every time Aiden or Michelle ruined a romantic moment, they would have a lot of dollar bills. Money that, in this case, would actually come in handy.

It was an early spring day when the couple was in their backyard. Somehow, an intense practice battle had turned into a flirting session, and their faces were now only inches apart as they murmured sweetly to one another. As they leaned in to kiss, however, the scene was broken by a single cry.

"MOMMY! DADDY!"

"Well, so much for that," Ash sighed as he pulled away. Misty groaned in displeasure, but stood up straight as well. Looking over Ash's shoulder, she found Michelle racing towards the pair, her face appearing quite frantic.

"Michelle, are you okay?" Misty asked worriedly.

"I…I don't know!" Michelle frowned, her dark green eyes filling up with tears.

"What's wrong baby girl?" Ash kneeled down to her level.

"My tooth fell out!" Michelle wailed, holding up a tiny white square. Ash looked at her mouth, where there was in fact a vacant spot sitting where her left bottom front tooth had previously been. "Am I gonna' die?"

"Of course not princess!" Ash chuckled at the question, "this is a good thing!"

"How?" Michelle gasped in horror.

"It means that your adult teeth are ready to come in," Misty smiled to comfort the girl, "you're becoming a very big girl, Shelly!"

"What do I do with this?" Michelle examined the tiny tooth that resided in her palm, "do I throw it out?"

"No!" Misty puffed, jumping down to hold Michelle's wrist. "You don't throw it out sweetheart."

"Then what do I do with it?" Michelle sounded highly confused by the whole situation.

"That's an easy one," Ash glanced at Misty, "you put it under your pillow for the tooth fairy."

Michelle grew wide eyed at that suggestion. "Who's the tooth fairy, Daddy?"

Smiling, Ash continued, "The tooth fairy is a fairy, of course, which comes during the night for lost baby teeth. She takes the tooth back with her and in its place, leaves some money for you!"

"And what does she do with the teeth?" Michelle raised an eyebrow.

"Does it matter?" Ash ruffled the girl's hair, "you get money!"

"Ash!" Misty scolded as she smacked the back of his head, causing him to yelp in pain and Michelle to laugh at the action. "That's a terrible thing to say. Don't you dare lead our daughter to believe that money is the only important thing in the world?"

"I was just kidding Mist," Ash grimaced as he continued to nurse the spot where he'd been struck.

"Well I wasn't," Misty huffed.

"So I put this under my pillow?" Michelle held up the tooth yet again.

"Yes," Misty nodded, "just leave it there, and you'll have a nice surprise in the morning!" Michelle smiled boldly and skipped off towards the house, leaving her parents to look at one another in contemplation.

"So how come Aiden hasn't lost a tooth yet?" Ash stood up.

"I read that girls usually lose their first tooth before boys do," Misty mused. Glancing back at Ash, she continued, "so who's gonna' be the tooth fairy?"

"You," Ash answered simply, "you're the girl here."

Misty narrowed her eyes at that comment. "Who said the tooth fairy has to be a girl?"

"She's a fairy," Ash replied incredulously, "fairies are always girls."

"No they're not," Misty rolled her eyes, "there can be boy fairies. Haven't you ever read a storybook before?"

"Yeah, every night to Michelle," Ash retorted, "and none of them involved a male fairy."

"Yeah, well there can be boy fairies," Misty folded her arms.

"Fine, if that's how you want to play it, I'll be the tooth fairy," Ash sounded quite smug in his response. "I'll probably make a better tooth fairy then you ever could anyway."

That caught Misty's attention. "Excuse me?"

"You heard me," Ash smirked, "you know that compared to me, you'd make a lousy tooth fairy."

"I would not!" Misty stormed.

"Would too," Ash shrugged.

"Would not!"

"Would too."

"WOULD NOT!"

"Prove it."

"Fine, I will!" Misty threw her arms down. "We'll both go tonight, and we'll just see who the better tooth fairy is!"

Ash nodded as he grinned deviously. "You're on, Miss Misty."

XXX

Just past ten o clock, with Michelle fast asleep in her bed, Ash and Misty peaked through the crack left by the slightly open door to make sure the coast was clear.

"Pikachu isn't in here tonight," Ash commented. Sometimes, the electric type chose to sleep in the twins' rooms in order to protect them. "We should be okay."

"And she's a heavy sleeper," Misty whispered, "so she shouldn't wake up."

"I'll go first," Ash puffed out his chest proudly. Misty rolled her eyes as he pulled the door back in order to slip into the room. With complete stealth, Ash pressed himself against the sky blue wall of his daughter's room and edged closer and closer to her bed. In one swift motion, Ash retrieved the tooth from underneath Michelle's pillow and left a dollar in its place.

"Beat that," Ash bragged as he stepped out of the room.

Shaking her head, Misty marched into the room, not bothering to act like a spy the way Ash had done. Instead, she simply walked across the floor, leaned down, and stuffed a paper bill underneath the girl's pillow before walking out with a smirk on his face.

"My entrance definitely looked cooler," Ash folded his arms, "I must be the better tooth fairy."

Giggling, Misty headed towards the couple's room and announced in a sing song voice, "We'll see in the morning."

XXX

As Misty prepared breakfast the next morning, and Ash snoozed lightly at the table, Michelle came charging down the stairs, her face as bright as the sun.

"Good morning baby!" Misty smiled at the girl, "you certainly look happy."

"Mommy, the tooth fairy came!" Michelle began to jump up and down. "My tooth is gone! And there was money there instead!"

"Just like Daddy and I said, right?" Misty smirked.

"Yeah," Michelle nodded quickly before pursing her lips, "but I'm confused too, Mommy."

"Why's that, sweetheart?"

"Are there two tooth fairies?"

Ash's head shot up at the inquiry, and Misty simply giggled in response.

"No dear, there's only one. Why do you ask?"

"Because there were two different kinds of money under my pillow," Michelle held them up, "see? There's a one dollar bill, and then there's a five dollar one!"

Ash gasped quietly and glared at Misty. No she didn't!

"Hm. Now that is strange, isn't it?" Misty mused playfully, "Maybe she left the dollar under your pillow, and before she left, decided to be more generous!"

"Oh," Michelle lowered the money, "that makes sense. And that's good! I like the five dollars a lot, Mommy!"

"I'm glad to hear that," Misty could feel Ash's eyes burning into the back of her head. "Now, why don't you go play with Aiden and Pikachu? You can all come back down when breakfast is ready."

"Okay!" Michelle smiled again, and bounded back up the stairs.

"What happened to 'money isn't all that?'" Ash imitated Misty's voice. "Huh? Well?"

"Money isn't everything Ash," Misty shook her head as she turned around to show her husband a triumphant smirk. "It does come in handy when it comes to beating your egotistical husband, however."

"Not funny Mist," Ash sulked. Misty, however, must have found it absolutely hysterical, because she kept on laughing at the poor Pokémon master all morning long.