Continued from Misty screaming about Ash winning...

Misty screamed so loudly that Brock, who was sitting next to her, swore he'd never be able to hear Officer Jenny or Nurse Joy's lovely voices ever again.

Misty ran towards Ash, who was coming to greet her on the bleachers. She ran down the stairs and jumped into Ash's arms, while being careful not to crush Pikachu when giving Ash a big hug.

"You did it! You did it! I'm so proud of you, Mr. World Champion!" Misty admitted happily.

Ash blushed, as he actually began to act modest about his win.

"Yeah, well the real winner he is Pikachu. Right, buddy?"

Misty and Ash looked at the beat up rodent, awaiting a reaction...but none came.

"Pikachu?...Pikachu?!" Ash cried, shaking Pikachu's body frantically, hoping to trigger a response.

Pikachu was still.

Misty's face turned pale, as her hand flew to her mouth. Tears rolled down her face, as she shook her head in disbelief.

"No...No!!!"

Ash just stared at the Pikachu in his arms dumbfounded.

Misty felt like she was reliving her nightmare all over again.

"Is he breathing?!" Misty asked desperately.

"I d-don't no," Ash replied.

Misty leaned in so that she was face to face with Pikachu.

She tried to listen for a heartbeat, but suddenly-

"PIKACHU!"

Pikachu cried out, grinning wildly.

It had been a joke, but Misty obviously didn't find it very funny because she fainted out of shock(no, not a real shock).

Ash caught her with one arm, saving her body from hitting the ground.

He then began to chuckle to himself.

"Got ya!" he said to the unconscious Misty.

"....Misty?...Uh oh. She really fainted." Ash looked at Misty, and then at Pikachu.

He then started to get nervous. 'This is bad. When she wakes up she is going to be really, really, really angry,' Ash thought.

"She's going to kill me."

"Pika!" Pikachu agreed.

"What do I do?! What do I do?! " Ash asked the rodent, frightened.

Pikachu simply shrugged.

'I have to get out of here-'

"Hey, Ash! Congratulations, man!...Hey, what happened to Misty?"

"Uh..." Ash was speechless, but then as he looked at Brock he came up with an idea. Since he simply couldn't just leave Misty there unattended, and he certainly couldn't take her with him lest she wake up and murder him, he'll leave her with Brock.

"Well, she passed out from the excitement," Ash stated nervously.

"No kidding? How about that." Brock was confused. It didn't seem like something that would happen to Misty.

"I-I have to go take Pikachu to the Pokemon Center, could you take care of Misty for me?" Ash asked hastily, wanting to get away from her as soon as possible.

"Me? Oh, sure...I guess," Brock agreed while thinking 'something isn't right here.'

"Great! You're a real pal!" Ash practically dumped Misty in Brock's arms, and before Brock had a chance to say or do anything else, Ash was gone.

Brock watched as Ash built up a huge cloud of dust as he ran across the battle field.

"Weird." Brock turned his attention to the young, beautiful, 21 year old unconscious girl in his arms.....Brock began to grin joyfully, as an idea struck him too.

"Where's the World Champion? I've come to collect his Pikachu," Nurse Joy asked Brock, as Brock immediately sprang into action.

"He took Pikachu to the Pokemon Center himself. Probably for some bonding time, or something," Brock explained while grinning.

"Oh...Oh my! What happened to her?!" Joy asked worriedly, examining the unconscious Misty in Brock's arms.

"Her? She just passed out from all the excitement."

"Oh dear! Well, maybe we should get her to a hospital just in case," Joy suggested, still worried.

"Don't worry about it. It's nothing, really. It happens all the time. What with me being her boyfriend and everything she gets plenty of excitement," Brock stated cheekily.

"She's your girlfriend?" Joy questioned suspiciously.

"Absolutely!" Brock answered proudly.

"She's very beautiful."

"Yeah, yeah, but I've been thinking about breaking up with her," Brock mentioned, gaining the nurse's full attention.

"Really? How come?"

"Well you see, she's way too needy. She can never get enough of me. And then when I finally do give her what she want's this ends up happening," Brock said, referring to Misty's current condition.

"That's interesting. Well then, maybe you should break up with her if she can't handle you," Joy stated, obviously flirting.

"Maybe I should," Brock agreed, getting more excited by the second. 'It's working!'

Just then Misty began to open her eyes as Brock lost his grip on her....

"Huh?......BROCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

The End #2