Ages: 20-Ash, 20-May, 19-Grace, 30-Vince
- 8 -
"One world-now and forever. Best friends-loyal and true. One dream- that's side by side. There's nothing we can't do. One hand-helping the other. Each heart-beating as one. We live-always together. Sharing the same bright sun. One world. You and me and Pokemon." The radio was turned up. After many weeks, the car finally ran the right way.
"They rush like water.they soar like the wind.they're always with me,
everyday that I begin.they burn like fire.they chill like ice...they take on any challenge.make any sacrifice." Ash sang to it softly. After work, he was on his way home.
"ASH! STOP!" He dead stopped the car.
"Meeeeoooow!" Ash put the shift under Reverse and drove backwards a few inches. He got out and looked around. May trotted over and picked up a.cat?
"You almost ran over Mewie!" she cried.
"Mewie?" Ash asked, "Who's that?"
"My kitten!" she said, inspecting the kitten, "You ok Mewie?"
"Meow!" it purred.
"And when did you get 'Mewie'?" he asked.
"Today."
"Why?"
"I wanted one!"
"That's.nice," Ash said, looking at the black kitten in May's arms. "Aren't those bad luck?"
"Don't tell me you're becoming superstitious!" May said.
"No, I'm not," he said.
"Good!" Mewie purred softly. Ash frowned. May looked at him.
"Can we please go inside?" he asked. The house had been finished two
weeks before.
"Yeah, I guess," May said. Ash followed her into the house. Mewie jumped out of May's grasp and onto the floor. It pranced about the room, dancing and meowing.
Ash sat down and watched Mewie. Mewie hopped up next to him on the couch. It put its tiny paws on his knees and stared around.
"This cat isn't so bad, once you get used to it," he said.
"Kitten!" May said.
"Whatever!" he said.
"K-i-t-t-e-n. Kitten!"
"Fine! Kitten!!" Ash gave up on that fight. There was no point to trying to win that one.
"You don't like Mewie?" May cried.
"No! I like Mewie! I like Mewie!" he said, sighing. He petted Mewie quickly. Mewie nipped at his fingers playfully. "Hey! This 'kitten' is trying to bite me!"
"No she isn't!" May said, running her hand along Mewie's back.
"Yes she is!"
"No!"
"Yes!"
"NO!"
"YEEEES!"
"Meow! Meow!" Mewie curled up on Ash's lap, and looked up at him with
round, dark eyes. His wide shoulders dropped slightly when he looked at cute little harmless Mewie.
"You win."
- 8 -
"One world-now and forever. Best friends-loyal and true. One dream- that's side by side. There's nothing we can't do. One hand-helping the other. Each heart-beating as one. We live-always together. Sharing the same bright sun. One world. You and me and Pokemon." The radio was turned up. After many weeks, the car finally ran the right way.
"They rush like water.they soar like the wind.they're always with me,
everyday that I begin.they burn like fire.they chill like ice...they take on any challenge.make any sacrifice." Ash sang to it softly. After work, he was on his way home.
"ASH! STOP!" He dead stopped the car.
"Meeeeoooow!" Ash put the shift under Reverse and drove backwards a few inches. He got out and looked around. May trotted over and picked up a.cat?
"You almost ran over Mewie!" she cried.
"Mewie?" Ash asked, "Who's that?"
"My kitten!" she said, inspecting the kitten, "You ok Mewie?"
"Meow!" it purred.
"And when did you get 'Mewie'?" he asked.
"Today."
"Why?"
"I wanted one!"
"That's.nice," Ash said, looking at the black kitten in May's arms. "Aren't those bad luck?"
"Don't tell me you're becoming superstitious!" May said.
"No, I'm not," he said.
"Good!" Mewie purred softly. Ash frowned. May looked at him.
"Can we please go inside?" he asked. The house had been finished two
weeks before.
"Yeah, I guess," May said. Ash followed her into the house. Mewie jumped out of May's grasp and onto the floor. It pranced about the room, dancing and meowing.
Ash sat down and watched Mewie. Mewie hopped up next to him on the couch. It put its tiny paws on his knees and stared around.
"This cat isn't so bad, once you get used to it," he said.
"Kitten!" May said.
"Whatever!" he said.
"K-i-t-t-e-n. Kitten!"
"Fine! Kitten!!" Ash gave up on that fight. There was no point to trying to win that one.
"You don't like Mewie?" May cried.
"No! I like Mewie! I like Mewie!" he said, sighing. He petted Mewie quickly. Mewie nipped at his fingers playfully. "Hey! This 'kitten' is trying to bite me!"
"No she isn't!" May said, running her hand along Mewie's back.
"Yes she is!"
"No!"
"Yes!"
"NO!"
"YEEEES!"
"Meow! Meow!" Mewie curled up on Ash's lap, and looked up at him with
round, dark eyes. His wide shoulders dropped slightly when he looked at cute little harmless Mewie.
"You win."