Power of the Heart.
Part 2.
Disclaimer: I'm not sure if I have to do another one or not. No, I don't own Pokemon. Happy? *shouts in case someone didn't hear* I DON'T OWN POKEMON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *ahem* Now, on with the show...
(Again, Misty's POV)
I opened my eyes slowly. Ah... Nice, warm, sunshine. I heard my stomach growl. Yick. I still haven't had anything to eat. I felt something poking me. I turned around. What the heck???? "AAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
I must of scared the living daylights out of Ash because he practically had a heart attack!! "WHAT IS IT???!!! WHAT IS IT????!!!! PIKACHU!!! THUNDERSHOCK!!!!! NOOWWW!!!"
After I got fried by Pikachu, Ash came over to where I was sizzling and helped me up. "You okay, Misty???? WHAT HAPPENED????!!!!" he said, worried.
"I was... being poked... by... a... a bug..." I said as I sizzled.
He rolled his eyes. "That's it? You saw a bug and freaked, am I correct?"
I nodded.
He sighed. "Come on, Misty. Let's see if we can un-fry you..."
I tried very hard to walk... But I did sort of a stumble-walk type thing... Stumble... Walk... Walk... Stumble... Walk... Stumble... Stumble... In the end, Ash practically had to carry me to where we were eating breakfast... Brock was fixing something, and wearing that dull little pink apron. I wonder if it's hard to cook with no eyes... Togepi was sitting on the table, eating that stuff Brock makes for the pokemon... Ash handed me a glass of water. I drank it, but it didn't help much. I think my hair was standing on end because Ash handed me a brush.
"Thanks" I told him.
"Don't mention it..." he replied.
I think Brock is having a problem with his cooking. I'm not sure what it was that we had for breakfast. Looked like slop with a side of bird crap. Maybe it had to do with his "meditation" training. I was too hungry to pass down something that at least SMELLED like food... So... I ate it!! It wasn't very tasty... In fact, I felt like spitting it all out in Brock's face, but I decided not to. At least he tried... I think.
Ash didn't like the looks of his food too much too. He pushed it away and told Brock he wasn't hungry. Brock shrugged it off and continued eating his slop.
I watched Ash for a while. He was trying to find the bug I saw this morning so he could catch it. He did find it, but it sort of, kind of, pinched his nose... He started wailing in pain... I looked through our medical bag and took out a band-aid. I put it on his nose and he stopped his wailing.
"Finally..." I told him, annoyed. "I thought you would never shut up."
He glared at me. "Thanks a lot, Misty."
I grinned and got up in his face. "Don't mention it, Ash."
He grinned too. I then did the unexpected... I kissed his nose.
I pulled away and crawled over to my sleeping bag. He just sat there for a second, looking confused. He looked at me, then touched his nose with his finger. "Ummmmmm... Thanks????"
Again I said, "Don't mention it."
He looked at me and cocked his head. "I won't."
I sighed and layed back down onto my sleeping bag, fully un-fried. I don't know why I did, but I did. Maybe it was love... I looked at Ash who still looked confused. Love? Who me??? Naaaaaaaawwwwww... I laughed at myself nervously. Couldn't be...
End of Part 2.
Like it yet? A little more romance stuff... It still sucks, though. *sigh sigh sigh* Maybe I'll get it right NEXT time... *laughs* Not... Hmmmm... Not much of Brock's meditation... Everybody can breathe a sigh of releaf!!! *sighs with relief* Now I'm hungry... Nothing like a little food to stimulate the brain!!! Later!!! *zips off*