Disclaimer: I don't own them

Disclaimer: I don't own them. If I did I wouldn't be living in Cleveland, Ohio. I'd be on some South Seas beach being served drinks by melon chested babes who don't speak English.

Ash and Misty's Plan

Ash, Misty and Brock where wandering though a forest completely lost.

"Ash we're lost again why didn't you ever learn to read a map?" Misty shouted to the youngest boy in the group.

"Aw c'mon Misty I know how to read a map!" Ash shouted back at the redhead

"Do not!"

"Do to!"

"Do not!"

"Do to!"

"Pika pikachu chu." Pikachu said trying to calm down the two arguing teens.

"Do no…"

"All right, enough already!" Brock shouted, "I am sick of hearing you two fight. I'm going back to Pewter City. You two can go fuck yourselves!" With that Brock picked up his stuff and left the group.

Ash and Misty watched while Brock slowly disappeared for who knows where. Then they both shouted, "Hooray!"

"I thought he'd never leave," Ash pumped a fist in the air then flashed a 'V' as if he had just captured a Pokemon. Misty danced around in tight little circles.

Misty stopped dancing, "No more of his paternalistic bullshit, no more of his lusting after every female that we come across, no more of those weird eyes. God what was up with that?"

Who cares Misty we're free, free at last, free at last, thank God almighty we're free at last!" Mist moved behind him doing the John Travolta poses from 'Saturday Night Fever,' Pikachu danced around with fans that have the Japanese sun on them.

Ash and Misty finally embraced and looked into each other's eyes, their noses and foreheads were touching. "What do we do now Ash?" Misty asked.

"I don't know but Brock seemed to have a pretty good Idea."  They then kissed and slowly sank to the grass below

The End