Here's the fourth and final part. Who knew it'd be this short?

I didn't feel like writing another disclaimer so I copied and pasted my first one. Hope I'm not missing something...

I suppose I should write a disclaimer, not sure why though... How can I own Pokemon? If I did, I wouldn't be posting at all. I'd be buying stuff all day. Anyways... I do not own Pokemon or any characters that appear in it.





How Simple Things Tend To Be

Part 4



"Where do I start?" Ash asked.

"Just describe her. I've always wanted to know what kind of girl a Pokemon Master would like," Misty replied, resting her head on Ash's chest, which rhythmically rose and fell.

"And why is that?"

"So I can tease you, silly."

"Hey!" Ash protested, not daring to move an inch lest he upset the red head who had decided to use him as a pillow, "You said you wouldn't!"

"I'm kidding, Ash" Misty said soothingly, "Now go on."

"Well, for one, she can be really annoying at times," he stated, making sure to emphasize the word "annoying".

"You have a crush on someone that's annoying?" Misty mused, "Is it... Jesse from Team Rocket?" She giggled in Ash's arms as he pouted at her accusation.

"I do not!"

"Are you suuure, Ash?"

"Yes, I'm sure. Can I go on now?"

"Please do."

"Okay, now where was I...? Oh, right, she's annoying SOMETIMES. And when's she not, she's really smart and caring, sweet and charming..."

"Ash?"

"Radiant and funny..."

"Ash?"

"Really talented too..."

"ASH!"

"Huh? What is it, Misty?"

"You know you were starting to sound like Brock?"

Ash blushed a deep crimson hue at the comparison. "Well, I-I, it's not, I mean, it's not like," Ash stumbled for words but couldn't think of any way of getting out of the hole he had just dug for himself. Instead, he just tightened his embrace, hoping it would be suffice.

"Ash...?"

"Yeah?"

"Was she... Is she pretty?" Misty asked, stifling a yawn.

Ash smiled and gazed at the purple sky, already knowing the answer to this one. "Yes, I think she is. To me she is."

"Ash?"

"Hmm?" Ash murmured, yawning too.

"You said I was pretty, right?"

"Yes, Misty, I did."

Satisfied with the answer, Misty smiled to herself and hugged the boy. No longer needing to fight the urge to keep her eyes open, she soon fell asleep, leaving Ash somewhat confused at what had just happened that night. He didn't get to think about it much before he too succumbed to the peace that came with slumber.