Wonnykins:Another chapter! WhoOt! Aren't you all so very happy? More Mew-ness! Yay! And something else...

Disclaimer: Pokemon is not mine. Just the plot and the flowers and...something else...

"The summer flowers bloomed!"

"I can see that."

"Aren't they pretty?"

"Whatever you say, Ashy-boy..."

"You're no fun."

"Depends on what you call fun."

A blush formed on the dark-haired boy's cheeks. "You're so gross..."

A pair of strong arms wrapped themselves around Ash's waist. "That's not what you told me last night." Gary whispered in the smaller boy's ear. Ash shivered, but smiled, none the less. With the wedding two weeks behind them, the two were getting adjusted to being married and being kings.

The two boy's in question were in the royal garden, one of their favorite places to spend time together, now. Indeed, the flowers of summer had finally revealed their petals, brightly colored in reds, oranges, yellows, and whites. It was like patches of fire among the sea of green. The Pokemon played more, now, and snoozed without worry close to the humans living in the castle, too lazy with the heat to care.

The everyday wardrobe of the two new kings hadn't changes wince they had been princes; the only crucial details were the crown of gold perched on Gary's head of auburn spikes and the silver tiara on Ash's mop of dark hair, (although he didn't like calling it that.)

Gary nuzzled his face into Ash's neck, frowning.

"...Your fever's still there..." He muttered.

Ash sighed. "So?"

"I told you to stay in bed until it was gone. I'm beginning to think you don't want to listen to me, Ashy-boy." Gary replied.

"I'm fine." The younger insisted, "And it's not that I don't feel like listening to you, but there's no fun in staying in bed."

Gary snickered. "I beg to differ."

"Ugh...I mean besides that, you pervert."

Gary raised an eyebrow. "Pervert? That's not what I meant. It's nice, actually, sleeping in till noon."

Ash mimicked the look. "That's laziness." He said, simply, "And, it makes you stink."

"Hey!"

"Well, it does. Brock likes to sleep in, and he smells awful." Ash admitted. He smiled at Gary's sour look.

Gary let out a small 'hmph' and glared. "Anyway, you haven't been feeling well for days. You need rest, dammit."

Ash rolled his brown eyes. "I always thought fresh air was best, but that makes you the lazy one, I guess. And I feel all right. Really." In truth, Ash had not been feeling all that up to snuff, but Gary was already pressing on him about it. It got annoying, so pretending to be okay would have to do.

Gary was not one to be fooled. "If that's true..." He turned Ash to face him, "...then why is your face flushed?"

Ash had to consider that one. "Because it's summer...and you're holding me really close...and I'm wearing this stupid vest..." He pointed out. Gary frowned again.

"Alright, wise ass, then what about these little circles under your eyes, huh?"

Ash was stumped. "Circles?"

"Circles. Either you've been up late, or you're sick." Gary said flatly, "And I know you're sleeping, because you keep tossing and turning while you do it."

Ash wrenched himself from Gary's grip. "I'm fine!" He straightened out the wrinkled shirt-sleeves, "Sure, I'm warm, but, then, so's everyone else!" He strode briskly to the garden doors, pulling them open and snapping them shut behind him.

Gary stared, eyes narrowed a little. Ash wasn't any good at lying. Sure, he could learn a thing or two from Gary, but for now, the boy was a hopeless case as far as being untruthful went.

The older king sank down to the stone steps, resting his cheek in one of his hands. He thought, trying to figure out the best way to...persuade Ash to rest. Nothing came to mind.

'He's just rebellious...' Gary thought, bitterly, 'It'll be a while before he'll actually do most of what I ask him to.'

'Perhaps you could try seeing things from his point of view, young ruler.'

Gary's head snapped up, searching the garden for the source of the voice. Nothing was there. He blinked.

'Looking for me isn't going to do you any good, you know. We gods and goddesses like to be left hidden.'

The voice was melodious and soft. It made Gary feel surprisingly relaxed, although he was anything but.

"W-who are you?...Whatever you are..." He asked.

A wheezy laugh echoed through the trees. 'I see my young host hasn't told you about me, yet.' The voice replied, 'I didn't think he would.'

Gary's green eyes frantically searched once again. "Who would?" He asked, timidly.

'Call me Mew, child.' The voice purred. Gary's eyes grew wide.

"M-Mew?!"

'Hush!' The voice scolded, 'Have you no sense, boy? Thought is more then enough reply! Shouting will only cause you trouble.'

Gary swallowed. 'Sorry.' He thought back.

Mew softened. 'Pay it no mind, child. I have contacted you for a reason.'

'Wait,' Gary thought hurriedly, 'How are you talking to me?'

The goddess considered the question. 'While your wife, my host, is nearby, I can contact you whenever I wish.' She answered.

'Oh...So then Ash isn't that far away?'

Mew snorted. 'I should say not. He's in the kitchen, at the moment.'

'Kitchen...?'

'He's had a bit of an appetite, recently, as you've noticed. Mostly for fruit, thank my dear cousin Suicune...' Mew explained, quickly, 'And that is part of the reason I have contacted you.'

The urgency and excitement in her voice made Gary's heart beat faster. 'There...There isn't...something the matter with him...is there?'

He heard the strange laugh again. 'No, no, dear child! Quite the opposite, really.' The pink cat goddess purred contently, 'However...'

When she paused, Gary swallowed, fearing the worst. 'What? What's the matter?'

He could almost see the smile on the Pokemon's face. 'He's going to pass out shortly.'

"WHAT?!" Gary got to his feet and shot off into the castle faster then a ball from a cannon.

Mew was still sitting in his consciousness. 'Listen to me!' She said, urgently. Gary stopped, panicked, 'When he faints, the doctor who comes to look him over will suggest a potion that looks like blood. Under any circumstance, do not allow him to administer it to the boy! It's crucial!'

Gary growled. 'Ash's health is crucial. Why shouldn't he get medicine?'

There was a pause.

'Well?'

'...You're wife...he is with child...'

"WHAT?!?!?!?!"

Wonny: Cue the cliffhanger! Sorry this chapter was so short, but I just HAD to end it here. It was too good to pass up. The answers to the questions last chapter:

Light: Most of you got this one. The light is the baby.

King: Only one lucky guess! Lance! That's right! As in, 'Dragon Trainer of the Indigo Region' Lance. No one but the one person saw it coming, ne, ne? Also, if you said Giovanni, Leader of Team Rocket, then go back and READ the first chapter! I can't stress it enough! He's in the story ALREADY! Only one other person grasped that point! Gah! You readers sadden poor Wonnykins! Here I was, thinking you actually read this story. -sigh-

Wizard: No one guessed! But it's actually...BUTCH! As in, Butch and Cassidy, of Team Rocket. Cassidy is Butch's apprentice in this fic. I didn't expect anyone to guess that, but you get points for at least commenting on it!

Anyone who tried to guess, whether you were right or wrong, got digital sweets and a free ShiShi love child! Yay!

Coming up in a future chapter are...THE ROBIN' HOODS!! (cough,Jesse, James, Meowth, cough)

Stay tuned!