Ash, Brock Misty and Marissa were setting up camp for the night. After
setting out the things he would need Ash announced that he would gather
firewood. "I'll go with you" Misty volunteered. Marissa looked up from
the map, "maybe we ought to send Pikachu with them, to keep them out of
trouble" she told Brock As the two kids started off hand in hand. Misty
turned to her. "I think we can gather wood without arguing!" Misty
objected. "I never said I was worried about you arguing." Marissa grinned
pushing her sunglasses back up on her nose. Misty gave Marissa a very
angry glare, and then stormed off into the woods, dragging Ash behind her.
Marissa chuckled and rolled her eyes. "Kids!" "Oh yeah, look who talking," Brock teased, "really mature to antagonize a girl with a temper like a Garados!" He playfully mocked. "Antagonize? When did YOU learn to use multi-syllable words?" She asked giving him a gentle punch to the shoulder. Brock grinned at her "about the same time you learned the walk on two legs" he replied as he took her hand in his.
After a while Marissa looked at the pokemon. Togepi was fast asleep. Pikachu and sweetie had their heads down pretending to be asleep, but she knew they were watching. Marissa laughed, then nodding towards the pokemon stated "I think we have an audience." "well, then lets give them a real show." Brock said as he wrapped his arms around the girl. He pulled her against his body and their lips met.
"Brock and Marissa sittin' in a tree," they turned to see Ash and Misty right behind them "K-I-S-S-I-N-G" Ash finished. "We brought wood for a fire," Misty said turning to Marissa "but it looks like you were about to start a fire of your own. We can't leave you two alone for 10 minutes can we?" "Look who's talkin' miss-drag-her-boyfriend-off-into-a- secluded forest!"
After they ate their dinner the teasing ceased. Four tired friends sat around the warm fire. Ash sat closest to the fire poking at it with a stick. Misty sat near ash humming to the sleeping egg in her arms. Brock sat leaning against a tree with Marissa leaning against him, resting her head on his shoulder.
"Awwww, would you look at that." A sarcastic and all to familiar voice called out from the woods. "kissy kissy" a second one taunted. Misty looked at Ash, and then shrugged "Yeah so? Ya wanna make some thing of it?!" Both teens gaped at the two "Your not going to deny it?" James asked in surprise. "No we're not." Ash answered. With that Team Rocket proceeded to say their motto.
Blahblahblahbla.
Blahblahblahblah.
(you know the rest)
"Now give us Pikachu!" Jesse demanded. "What's the point of this?" Marissa asked. "Every time you try to steal pikachu and every single time you lose! Why do you keep trying?" "Because team Rocket never gives up!" James boasted. "And because losing is what team Rocket does best." Meowth added. "Shut UP Meowth!" Jesse brought a fist down on top the creature's head.
Marissa and Ash stood up. Marissa ordered Sweetie to use Flame Thrower and Ash ordered Pikachu to use Thunder Shock. Both pokemon used their attacks and they combined in mid air. It looked quite impressive. Jesse and James held one another in fear. "Looks like Team Rocket is blasting of aggaaaaiiiiiiinnnnnn" ping.
The four friends got up the next morning and packed. Brock took out the map. "Hey, there is a town not far from here." Brock told the group, "We should be there by lunch time if we get moving now." "Ok, thanx Brock, I'll handle it from here." Marissa stated, she then grabbed the map before Brock could get them lost.
They arrived in town and got rooms at the poke center. After that they went to find a place to eat. "What's that?" Misty asked noticing a bulletin on the wall of the diner as they walked in. She went over to read it and all of a sudden got all starry eyed. "Oh wow! There is going to be a ball in town for all trainers this Thursday! Balls are so romantic!" she gushed.
Ash bowed to Misty and offered her his hand "will you go to the ball with me?" He asked. Misty giggled and placed her hand in his "Of course I will." Marissa tried to sneak away but Brock caught her, "What do ya say? Wanna go?" "I… I don't know," she stammered. "I really don't do formal." "awww, come on it'll be fun!" Misty and Ash urged.
They all ordered their food then sat down. Marissa tried to get out of going but eventually gave in. Soon after she excused her self from the table stating that she had to call home.
Later that day Misty and Marissa went to buy dresses, chattering the whole time naturally. After they bought their dresses they went and got their nails and hair done. "Ya know," Marissa said as they sat the at the nail place, "I think we ought to go with the boys when they get their tuxes." "Why is that?" Misty asked. "well, they dress their selves in the morning, and, well look at what they decide to wear!" "I guess you have a point there." Misty agreed.
That evening Marissa and Brock went on a walk. "Brock, c can I ask you a question?" Marissa asked "Well, you didn't really give me a choice there," he joked "sure go ahead." "Well, this is gonna sound kinda dumb. W what eye color do you like?" She stammered. Brock stopped and looked at her "Why would you ask a question like that?" he asked. "Just curious." "Well what color are yours?" he asked. "Never mind that. Just tell me what eye color you like." She said slightly irritated.
The boy again stopped, "Well," He replied after a moment of thought, "Neither, I like all eye colors. I really like blue and Brown eyes best. They both have their good qualities. Brown eyes look so soft and loving, but blue eyes look really bright and playful." He thought for another moment. "Ya know, it would be nice if people could have both blue and brown eyes some how." Marissa Stopped and stared at Brock with an unusual look on her face. One Brock couldn't quite make out but it look like a cross between shock, and disbelief.
Later Brock told Misty about Marissa's unusual question. Misty sat on the park bench watching Marissa and Ash battle, not a serious battle just for fun and practice. "Well," she told Brock, "no one ever claimed she was normal." "No argument there" Brock replied, "It just struck me as odd that she would ask a question like that." "Why don't you ask her why she asked?" "I did, she didn't answer that question, just sorta beat around the bush and change the subject." Brock and Misty returned their attention to the battle when they heard pikachu scream. Pikachu then fell unconscious, burned to a crisp by sweetie's Flame Thrower. "Well weird or not she is a good trainer!" Misty remarked.
Marissa chuckled and rolled her eyes. "Kids!" "Oh yeah, look who talking," Brock teased, "really mature to antagonize a girl with a temper like a Garados!" He playfully mocked. "Antagonize? When did YOU learn to use multi-syllable words?" She asked giving him a gentle punch to the shoulder. Brock grinned at her "about the same time you learned the walk on two legs" he replied as he took her hand in his.
After a while Marissa looked at the pokemon. Togepi was fast asleep. Pikachu and sweetie had their heads down pretending to be asleep, but she knew they were watching. Marissa laughed, then nodding towards the pokemon stated "I think we have an audience." "well, then lets give them a real show." Brock said as he wrapped his arms around the girl. He pulled her against his body and their lips met.
"Brock and Marissa sittin' in a tree," they turned to see Ash and Misty right behind them "K-I-S-S-I-N-G" Ash finished. "We brought wood for a fire," Misty said turning to Marissa "but it looks like you were about to start a fire of your own. We can't leave you two alone for 10 minutes can we?" "Look who's talkin' miss-drag-her-boyfriend-off-into-a- secluded forest!"
After they ate their dinner the teasing ceased. Four tired friends sat around the warm fire. Ash sat closest to the fire poking at it with a stick. Misty sat near ash humming to the sleeping egg in her arms. Brock sat leaning against a tree with Marissa leaning against him, resting her head on his shoulder.
"Awwww, would you look at that." A sarcastic and all to familiar voice called out from the woods. "kissy kissy" a second one taunted. Misty looked at Ash, and then shrugged "Yeah so? Ya wanna make some thing of it?!" Both teens gaped at the two "Your not going to deny it?" James asked in surprise. "No we're not." Ash answered. With that Team Rocket proceeded to say their motto.
Blahblahblahbla.
Blahblahblahblah.
(you know the rest)
"Now give us Pikachu!" Jesse demanded. "What's the point of this?" Marissa asked. "Every time you try to steal pikachu and every single time you lose! Why do you keep trying?" "Because team Rocket never gives up!" James boasted. "And because losing is what team Rocket does best." Meowth added. "Shut UP Meowth!" Jesse brought a fist down on top the creature's head.
Marissa and Ash stood up. Marissa ordered Sweetie to use Flame Thrower and Ash ordered Pikachu to use Thunder Shock. Both pokemon used their attacks and they combined in mid air. It looked quite impressive. Jesse and James held one another in fear. "Looks like Team Rocket is blasting of aggaaaaiiiiiiinnnnnn" ping.
The four friends got up the next morning and packed. Brock took out the map. "Hey, there is a town not far from here." Brock told the group, "We should be there by lunch time if we get moving now." "Ok, thanx Brock, I'll handle it from here." Marissa stated, she then grabbed the map before Brock could get them lost.
They arrived in town and got rooms at the poke center. After that they went to find a place to eat. "What's that?" Misty asked noticing a bulletin on the wall of the diner as they walked in. She went over to read it and all of a sudden got all starry eyed. "Oh wow! There is going to be a ball in town for all trainers this Thursday! Balls are so romantic!" she gushed.
Ash bowed to Misty and offered her his hand "will you go to the ball with me?" He asked. Misty giggled and placed her hand in his "Of course I will." Marissa tried to sneak away but Brock caught her, "What do ya say? Wanna go?" "I… I don't know," she stammered. "I really don't do formal." "awww, come on it'll be fun!" Misty and Ash urged.
They all ordered their food then sat down. Marissa tried to get out of going but eventually gave in. Soon after she excused her self from the table stating that she had to call home.
Later that day Misty and Marissa went to buy dresses, chattering the whole time naturally. After they bought their dresses they went and got their nails and hair done. "Ya know," Marissa said as they sat the at the nail place, "I think we ought to go with the boys when they get their tuxes." "Why is that?" Misty asked. "well, they dress their selves in the morning, and, well look at what they decide to wear!" "I guess you have a point there." Misty agreed.
That evening Marissa and Brock went on a walk. "Brock, c can I ask you a question?" Marissa asked "Well, you didn't really give me a choice there," he joked "sure go ahead." "Well, this is gonna sound kinda dumb. W what eye color do you like?" She stammered. Brock stopped and looked at her "Why would you ask a question like that?" he asked. "Just curious." "Well what color are yours?" he asked. "Never mind that. Just tell me what eye color you like." She said slightly irritated.
The boy again stopped, "Well," He replied after a moment of thought, "Neither, I like all eye colors. I really like blue and Brown eyes best. They both have their good qualities. Brown eyes look so soft and loving, but blue eyes look really bright and playful." He thought for another moment. "Ya know, it would be nice if people could have both blue and brown eyes some how." Marissa Stopped and stared at Brock with an unusual look on her face. One Brock couldn't quite make out but it look like a cross between shock, and disbelief.
Later Brock told Misty about Marissa's unusual question. Misty sat on the park bench watching Marissa and Ash battle, not a serious battle just for fun and practice. "Well," she told Brock, "no one ever claimed she was normal." "No argument there" Brock replied, "It just struck me as odd that she would ask a question like that." "Why don't you ask her why she asked?" "I did, she didn't answer that question, just sorta beat around the bush and change the subject." Brock and Misty returned their attention to the battle when they heard pikachu scream. Pikachu then fell unconscious, burned to a crisp by sweetie's Flame Thrower. "Well weird or not she is a good trainer!" Misty remarked.