Friendship reunion's true story:Part 1
"Alright let her come in..." said Dawn, not so enthusiastically.
"Hey Dawn, how are you, dear?" The girl in red heels came in with a fan in hand. "Ugh, it's so hot in here."
"Paul isn't here, Ursula," she answered briefly without looking away from the computer.
"I know it, I just came to inform you that I'm done pursuing him."
"What the ...?"
"Ah, it' s very basic, my dear, I just realized..." the young woman adopted a dramatical pose. " He's out of my league." "He's crazy for you, ha ha ha."
Dawn hit the desk with the palm of her hand. Ursula denied with one hand. "Oh no, honey, I was just looking for him because I thought doing that would make you mad. His money as Champion is of no interest to me and you dear, you are just his secretary and nothing else."
"I told you it's different, Ursula. Assistant is not the same."That's what Dawn said before deciding to just ignore Ursula, and to instead focus on checking the data on the computer .
She hasn't forgotten about the Kenny issue yet. And Ursula definitely was trying to refresh the wound. "What does she want with Paul anyway?. It's not the same as what she did with Kenny? isn't it?"
"If you think you are gonna do the same thing you did with Kenny, you are completely wrong," she suddenly blurted out. Still without looking at her. " I am not... I am not interested in Paul."
But Ursula knew there was some of lying in her statement. She cannot help her feelings for Dawn for years. She's not gonna be incredible extremist with her, but causing her rival a headache and drama suffering that's something that fills her.
Alright, there was a reason she was there at the moment. Ursula just couldn't help her smile of anticipation.
"Oh are you sure? "How about this?"
The one with the two pigtails followed Dawn and dropped an envelope with pictures on her glass table. "Upps... it seems Mr. Champion is very entertained in Kanto with a water dancer." Ursula took a picture and posed it on her screen. " And so much so that he took part in the show, and then they went on a trip together, and now they're alone in their house. Oh, they were also seen holding hands at a spa."
"You haven't seen the TV yet? have you?"
"What did you just say?" Paul went off with Gary Oak to support him in an investigation! were Dawn's thoughts.
"Photos don't lie, dear!
"No, I can't think Paul would do something like that, he just doesn't like contests. Let alone enter a show on TV and lie to me..."
" Ursula, You're lying..."
"Evidence, Dawn my friend.
"So this was the incident? -she whispered
-Ah, did you say something, Dawn?
"Yes, tomorrow."
"He's a..."
"Uh?"
"Paul's a... A..."
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"AN IRRESPONSIBLE! "she shouted at last.
"Oh, Dawn honey, you scared me!"
"Yeah, get out of here, Ursula."
The girl with the pigtails smiled. She loved making her rival mad. "Dawn Berlitz you can never, not ever outdo me." She was making sure of that.
"Oh, I'll leave these pictures with you, dear."
"Piplup!" the Pokémon shrieked with a whirlpool ready to throw it at the shearing intruder.
"No, Piplup. Let her go."
"Bye bye my dear Dawn. And good luck in Celestic City competition. I'll see you in two months." and finally leaved.
Dawn just took a sit again while mesmersing watched the picture of Paul and...
She read it a name behind it.
"Misty Waterflower."
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Meanwhile, Misty was in the pool swimming with the Pokémon in the aquarium as various memories came to her mind. Paul was helping her by feeding the other Pokémon. However, he couldn't help but occasionally turn around and watch her swim. She was really a mermaid dancing in her midst. A mermaid with beautiful fire hair and greenish sea eyes but sadness in them...
"Yes, Torterra is my first pokémon."
"Woah, and it evolves from a turtwig, right?" said the boy as he checked the dexter his dad brought him as a gift from Professor Oak.
"Still not comming for luch?" Paul asked himself as he stood next to the boy who was letting his meal cold due to playing with the dexter.
"Hey, if you don't eat it now, it will be cold," that boy reminded him of his nephew.
At swimming she always felt complete.
"Tentacruel, may I...?" the young woman asked for permission even though they already knew she wanted to get on their head.- Gyarados came out from the water with force.
"No, not now gyarados, take some rest." She said it, while from the head of one of the tentacruel she managed to pet the dragon. The pokémon seemed to understand the message and went off to rest. Misty tried to sleep.
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"You're crying... Why are you crying?"
"What do you care, Ash..."
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"I didn't think he'd follow me home." She opened one eye.
"Misty, they're listening to us." He said as he watched a lady walk by with her friend,and her teenage daughter.
"Look, Ash, just-just stop following me already."
But he kept tailing her, he had to clear things up no matter what. "Not until you tell me what's going on with you!"
"I don't want to see him, I can't... I can't."
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"Stop following me!"
"Are you sure that's what you want?"
"Yes, that's what I want, now go to the Kalosian you kissed!"
I didn't kiss her! He shouted.
"Is that so...? She seemed hesitant No... I don't care about that." but Misty, she was angry, very uoset and Ash noticed, just he didn't know the reason and who she was really angry with.
I do not care about that." She seemed to be hesitant but she was angry, very upset and Ash noticed, but he didnt know the reason why and with whom she was really so annoyed.
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Far from Ceruleam City in Pallet Town there was Mrs. Delia in her house, thinking things. After reading a book to distract herself from the situation, she went to her Ash's room. Her son had recently accomplished one of his great achievements in his own region at last. Champion of Kanto she read. Ash's mother was proud of him, and with his friends, they had come a long way. She picked up one of his trophies and a cloth, the trophy was one of her favorites. "To the first Alola champion." She read in the plaque.
After putting it in place, she meditated for a few seconds as the events of not some time ago flashed back into her thoughts.
Everything seemed perfect, they were planning a homecoming party and their son's plan was going to turn into something bigger and very special. It was a pity that such a joyful moment ended up like this.
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Flashback:
It was a warm afternoon in Pallet Town. Everything was perfect, at that moment the most beautiful Pokémon butterflies were hovering around and the little pidgets were flying across that huge blue sky surrounded by cotton-white clouds. And the air was so pure.
The heart of the youngest of the sisters was beating a thousand miles because of the race she took to cross the hills, Pallet Town, how she loved to visit that particular place.
"Mrs. Ketchum!" the redhead greeted the sweet woman in the distance, who was busy watering her plants and flowers.
-Misty!" retorted the lady enthusiastically. "Mimey, would you take care of my garden, please?"
"Mime!"
And she went out to meet him.
The two women sat down together at the table and talked for a while about different things. But basically about Ash. Delia noticed that the mention of her son made the pretty redhead next to her flush.
"Misty, I'm so glad you got here early."
"You think so? " Playing with her hair a little bit. "Uhm. Mrs. Ketchum... You... You think he missed me?"
"Well, Misty. I think that..." smiling.
"Hey! Hey!"
"May! And Max" They exclaimed at the same time, while both went to meet the siblings.
"Everyone, let's go to Professor Oak's lab."
Yes. Mrs. Ketchum?" Ash's mom had taken Misty's arm.
"Misty, could you stay a minute?, I have something to show you." She made a wink.
"Today will be a great day." Though the woman.
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So one by one Ash's friends arrived to the party's place. People from all regions and cities. There were those who traveled with him in the different competitions while all together learn to be friends in their own conquest of their dreams. They were all his friends able to come with the exception of some of his rivals.
Trip, Iris and Cilan were talking. Well, it was more like Trip and Iris were arguing, with Cilan in the middle trying to smooth things over. While tasting the delicious cocktail served in the party. Such delectable exquisite elixir dispensed only from the Pokémon and human gods.
"Paul said he couldn't come. He's got a lot of work to do, but he's happy you made it too. "Well, happy is too much to say." There was Dawn in the party, with her still longer hair tied in a high ponytail. She was wearing a big hat with a purple flower on it. Her dress was a white smooth silken one with printed purple flowers.
"And you're her messenger?" asked the Hoen's brunette in her tight knee long red dress. Her black high heels were killing her feet.
"No, I've been his Regional Assistant for a week now."
- Oh, that's great, Dawn. It's been a long time since I've seen Paul. Not for about 10 years and on TV. Tell him I saw his match against Cynthia and that he missed two shots against her."
"Are you up to start a fight Ash?" the owner of the piplup replied.
"Dawn, calm down, Ash is just kidding," said Brock this time, a little surprised by the defensive reaction of the blue haired.
"Anyway, Ash, we are all your friends together. And this little guy who's my favorite, right?" The chestnut was happily pointing at the little kid who's almost three years old.
Yes, May's pregnancy at 17 was a real surprise that caused conflicts with her family, but after a very civilized talk between Norman and the Roserade's boy and, of course, after Norman threw Slowking on the coordinator they ended up accepting their decision.
They got married last year and the ceremony was beautiful.
The little Hayden had light brown hair, a fairly clear skin and beautiful green eyes with long eyelashes.
"Drew sends his regards but he's busy in Unova with the preparations for the first big festival."
"Wow May, that boy looks quite like you," said Ash, as he saw him eating his Oriental noodles with great joy.
"Thank you Ash," she said happily, "Drew says the same thing. But look, he has his eyes."
"If you keep eating like that you will get fat," said Uncle Max to his little nephew.
"Don't put ideas in my baby's head Max.
"You spoil him too much."
"Hehehe," Ah found the discussion of this friends funny. Something just slipped of his mind what was it? "Oh right... I talked to Gary on the phone. He won't be able to come either, but still, friends.
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The recent winner of the Indigo Plateau took his respective cup to make the toast. " This is rare, where's my mom and Misty?"
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"Misty... it's not like you think..."
"No, shut up, you're irritating me!"
They didn't realize they were taking their quarrel on the street. It wasn't like before, they weren't kids anymore. They were drawing too much attention to themselves.
"Stop being so stubborn and listen!"
"I said I don't want to hear you!"
"Fine, then I'll take your word for it!" he said in anger.
"Go ahead, do it! ...go, go with her!"
" Had I been hard on him?..."
"Are you sure that's what you want?"
"I don't want to see you right now, Ash. I don't want to."
"It's OK" she managed to hear him, but her voice seemed muffled.
"Goodbye..." - she heard him say before his footsteps went away, she turned around. She took a step forward but stopped. It had started to pour.
"Coward," she said softly.
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"It's already very late. Aren't you going to have lunch?"
"Ah, I'm sorry. I ended up worn out for shimming a lot." She stood up slowly, while stretching out her arms and shoulders. "I guess, If I don't leave water now, I'll end up as a raisin, right?" She smiled closing her eyes meanwhile he turned his head quickly. He had blushed.
"Ah."
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Hello,
Yes, I'm here about the CORONAVIRUS. Honestly, I hope you all are well. Take good care of yourselves and since, in my case, we were sent to quarantine in my country. So I take this opportunity to catch up with the fanfics, and at least give you some entertainment as the situation is getting better. Let's hope so.
Okay, here's a little bit of how the problem between Ash and Misty started. They're both immature here, but we'll see how all this will clear up or get worse. Paul's crush on Misty is getting blatantly and slowly too here.
Regards.
