Ages in this fic: Ash: 20 Misty: 22 Brock: 25 Rachel: 25 Jessie/James: 27 Giovanni: Old, really, really old PART 3

"Meowth, if you eat Arty you're dead meat. Don't think I didn't warn you." Said Rachel.

"She can make something into dead meat. She did that to me once when I insulted Rover, Eevee-lion, Flare-lion, and Jolt-lion saying that Mer-man was better than all of them combined." Said Misty helpfully.

"Who?" Asked Ash.

"Her Growlithe, Eevee, Flareon, and Jolteon were who Misty insulted, her Vaporeon was what she said was best." Said Brock.

"Jessie, you remember what we think about Brock?" Asked James, suddenly laughing.

"Of course, James. Do you think I have a bad memory?" Asked Jessie.

"No, of course not!" Said James, cowering.

"What do you think about Rock, J's?" Asked Rachel, curious.

"Just that his obsession with girls is to cover up the fact he's gay." Said Meowth matter of factly.

"Hey, that's not true!" Said Brock.

"Prove it." Said Jessie.

"How?" Asked Ash. "How would he a.) fake liking so many girls and b.) prove it?" He looked just as confused as he did back in his dense days.

"With a kissing contest." Said James.

"Huh?" Said everyone else.

"The guys all have a kissing contest, the girls are all judges." Said James.

"Ewww!!" Said Ash and Misty, she trying to hide behind Pikachu, he trying to hide behind Togepi, crossing their fingers yet again.

"It's not a big deal, people." Said Rachel.

"Yeah. It's not a big deal." Brock echoed.

"Fine, us girls, line up over here, you guys, go down the line, then all the girls write down the way they rank the guys as kissers." Said Jessie.

"One major problem: is it bad for us if Rachel and I kiss, since we're related?" Asked Ash.

"Did'ja haveta bring that up? Now I'm gonna feel all weird." Said Rachel, already in line with Misty and Jessie.

"Sorry." Said a sheepish Ash.

"Pika Pikachu Pika Pi Chu Pikachu!" "I'm a girl, do I participate?" Said Pikachu.

"No Pikachu, you and all the other Pokémon don't participate." Said Rachel gently, wondering about… ooh, never mind.

"Pi, Pika." "Aw, darn."

"Okay, James, you first, since it was your idea." Said Jessie.

"Fine." Said James, and kissed all three girls, (not very well-due to nervousness) Misty squirming a bit.

"Ash, you next." Said Jessie.

"Are you in charge here?" Asked Ash.

"For this I am." Growled Jessie, getting a LOOK on her face.

"Okay, okay!" Said Ash. He kissed everyone, with Rachel squirming a bit.

"Brock, ah... the reason for the contest... let's see what you've got!" said Jessie.

"Okay." Said Brock, eagerly kissing all three girls.

"Wow!" Said a stunned Rachel. "That was good!"

"Thanks." Said a sheepish Brock.

All the girls handed their votes to Jessie.

"Third place, James. Second Place, Ash. Therefore, first place is Brock." Said Jessie.

"YES!" Screamed Brock. Then he turned to all of them in some kind of daze. "Will y'all go out with me?" Various weapons hit him over the head.

END PART 3.

Here's how all the girls voted (the parentases are what the girls were thinking…

MISTY: 1-Brock 2-Ash 3-James (who by the by, really, really, sucked)

JESSIE: 1-Brock 2-James (Crush thing) 3-Ash.

RACHEL: 1-Brock 2-Ash (even though he's my gosh darn cousin) 3-James.