Chapter 455

"Happy People"

As the liquor flowed and high-fives and pats on the back were given to Sonya, Sasha scooped up her drink and carefully crossed the bar. Ash, Brock, Misty, Alexa and Roman were all seated together, Cheshire grins and positive energy radiating from each of them.

(Here we go.) Sasha thought as she approached the table.

"Hey," Sasha greeted.

They all looked at her, smiles on their faces.

"Sonya looks awesome," Roman complimented, "Doesn't she?"

"Yeah," Brock nodded, "If only she wasn't gay. I'd definitely shoot my shot."

Misty giggled, "Even if she wasn't gay, she'd still shoot you down. You don't have any game, Brock."

Brock turned to Misty, "I'm not the biggest chick-magnet on Earth but I think I'd be able to get her interested in me."

Suddenly, Misty blinked her eyes. Then, she blinked again as if a spell of dizziness hit her like turbulence. She shook off the vertigo and smiled, "Any girl would be lucky to have you, Brock."

(What the-) Sasha noticed.

"Pika, pika," The mouse on Ash's shoulder cheerfully waved at Sasha.

(You too, Pikachu?) Sasha realized. (So his spell affects Pokemon too?)

"Glad I could help out, Sasha." Ash smiled, "Now that Sonya's your Medjai, what's next for you?"

Sasha brushed her hair off her shoulder, "You'll see." She then turned to Alexa, "Alexa, can I talk to you for a second?"

"Sure." Bliss happily stood from the table. Sasha and Alexa took a few steps away from table, "What's on your mind?" Alexa asked with a smile.

Sasha stared at Alexa, "Tell him," Sasha emphasized, "I want to meet."

Alexa blinked her eyes. Then, she blinked them once more, "Who? Ash?"

Sasha stared at Alexa, "You know who I'm talking about. Can he hear me now?"

Alexa smiled, "Maybe."

"Look," Sasha continued, "Tell him, tonight at midnight. Tamen's grave."

Alexa smiled but said nothing for a moment. She blinked, then, she blinked again. Then, she smiled, "Great party for Sonya," changing the subject.

"Yeah," Sasha watched as Alexa walked away and returned to the table.

Would she deliver Sasha's message? Had it already been delivered? Would he meet her? Sasha sipped her glass and returned to Sonya's side, checking her watch as she waited for midnight.