Prompt: Internet
Contestshipping
Drew's POV
"AH!"
I opened my eyes, looking over to the girl I was currently travelling with, only Arceus knows why, and raised an eyebrow questioningly at why she would let out such a loud shriek when my ears were still in close proximity of her.
"What?" I asked. She turned to me, her eyes full of unspoken horror and slammed her laptop shut. Her cheeks slowly started to turn pink and her eyes cast downwards.
I smirked.
"Is my presence enough now to make you blush?" I asked. She inhaled sharply.
"Don't say things like that," she said.
"Why not?" I asked, "Is it because you're afraid to admit it's true?"
"No!" she shrieked, "People could hear you and get the wrong idea!"
I was puzzled now.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
She slowly opened the laptop again and pressed the spacebar twice.
"I found something a bit…Disturbing," she said slowly. I sighed.
"What now?" I asked. I shuffled closer and peered over her shoulder.
"NO!" May shrieked, still apparently unaware that I wanted to keep my hearing, "Not like that! Look at the screen like a normal person!" I rolled my eyes.
"May, I can't see any other way," I said, "Now what's causing you to fuss?"
"I found something in the suggestions of my browser and this is what it came up with," May said. She clicked on the web browser and the already open page came up.
As soon as I read the first line, I could feel the blush on my face.
Bulbapedia, Shipping: contestshipping.
Contestshipping is the belief that May and Drew belong in a romantic relationship.
"And it's quite stalkerish," May said.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
She scrolled down and if it was possible for my cheeks to get any redder, they would be.
Evidence.
I blushed, reading how many 'hints' there were, ranging from the roses, to her holding me above the water, to me smiling, to her blushing.
"And it gets worse," May said solemnly.
"What?" I asked.
"There's a fan fiction pages dedicated to writing stories about us getting together. Take this writer, A thorn in a Rose. They're nuts in writing these stories about us. Just look at this!" May said, opening a new tab.
My jaw dropped when I saw the author had over 193 stories all dedicated to Contestshipping.
Just read this bit," May said, "And tell me you don't want to hide yourself under a blanket." She opened one and scrolled down. She pointed to where she wanted me to read from and I followed it.
By the end, my face could have been redder than May's bandana. Mostly because the writer had described the scene I had imagined how my confession would go, which was especially creepy since the only person who I had told was Solidad.
May turned to look at me.
"W-who do you think has done this?" May asked, "It's just awkward."
I heard giggling coming from the computer lab.
"And for this one, we could totally write about May getting sick and she kisses him in her sick state. And then when she's better, Drew will be sick and she asks about it only to find out what she did which will lead to a confession!"
May and I both looked at each other at the same time.
"I think we're about to find out," I said. She nodded. We both got up, leaving May's laptop where it was and crept up to the door. When I peeked in, the first thing I saw was the computer screen, open to the profile of the author 'A thorn in a Rose' and a story currently being written up.
"It's that author!" I hissed to May.
"Well, let's catch them red-handed!" May exclaimed, "And set them straight."
She pushed me forwards and we both tumbled, blocking the door.
"Warning next time May," I said, getting up, brushing myself off. She got up too and we both looked up, coming face to face with the culprits.
May's mouth opened and closed like a fish.
"Harley?!" She squeaked. True the Cacturne suit wearing man was there, but it was the second person who really shocked me.
My eyes widened and my jaw dropped.
"SOLIDAD!?"
A/N: Ok, this was super long! At least it felt that way. I don't actually know.
I DON'T OWN BULBAPEDIA, but that site is awesome and I was considering writing out the hints they included there, but I didn't know if I was allowed to so I just left it. If you really want to see the hints we all already know about, go look. Sometimes it's fun just to read over them.
Also! I know this seems unfinished, but I really felt like that was where it needed to end. Anymore and it would've ruined it! I think at least ;P Let me know if you'd like a sequel and I'll see if I can fit one to a prompt.
And I know I've done 3 contestshippings in a row, I'll try to add some more variety in again, but the last few prompts have just fit contestshipping so well!
Review and tell me wat you thought. How would you think they'd all react to this ;P
