This gives you a LOT of answers. Like, for example, some stuff about Ashley. Well, Ash learns a lot at least. But everything else happens as planned. I don't own Pokémon. If I did, I'd show the Orange Island episodes again...

"Hey! I remember you! You're Mr. Pokémon Master! You know my Mommy, right? Where is she?" Ashley asked cutely.

Ash looked at her curiously.

"What's your name?" Ash asked quietly.

Ashley smiled.

"Ashley," Ashley giggled.

Ash nodded, confused.

"And your mother's?" Ash questioned further.

Ashley beamed.

"Lola," Ashley chirped.

Ash frowned.

"I don't think I know a Lola. What'd I call her?" Ash pondered, confused.

Little Ashley thought for a second.

"Misty. I think. Are you my daddy?" Ashley said bluntly.

Ash's eyes widened and he shook his head no.

"Oh. I haven't a clue where she is. S-she's your m-mother? I'm n-n-not y- your d-d-d-daddy," Ash stuttered.

Ashley frowned and ran off like her mother had previously. Ash followed. He followed Ashley to her and Misty's apartment. He tried to memorize the location and ran to the old people's hut. He walked up to the lady.

"Can I have my pokémon back please?" Ash said quickly, words stumbling from his mouth.

The old woman looked at him curiously and nodded as Ash paid her. Ash ran through the door and whistled. He gathered Togepi in his arms and Pikachu hopped atop his shoulder. Ash flew to Misty's apartment and ran up the fire escape, rapping harshly on her window. The window opened and he crawled through, Togepi and Pikachu following him. He saw Misty, her sisters, and little Ashley. He crept into the room where they stood quietly.

Misty sat at the table in her festival regalia, swirling a martini glass full of clear liquid. Ashley sat on the couch, immersed in cartoons. Misty's three sisters were all scowling at her, but she ignored them, taking long swigs of her vodka.

"Like Misty, stop it!" Violet scowled.

Misty rolled her eyes and tipped the glass all the way back, downing the entire glass.

"Like Misty, we haven't like seen you in like five years. Or like something!" Lily frowned.

Misty sighed and got up to pour herself another glass.

"Miiiiiisty! You are like being like SO like unfair! You like can't drink! It's like against the like law!" Daisy squealed.

Misty rolled her eyes and glared at her sister.

"You're one to talk. I'm seventeen and a single mother of a four-year-old with a full-time management job. I have to go to the Orange Islands in a day, starting with Trovita, THE one place I REALLY don't want to be in right now most in the entire world, besides Pallet. You're here, everyone I've ever known is here! So get out of my house. I really need this drink right now," Misty snapped bitterly.

Ash looked sadly at her and stepped out of the shadows. Misty blanched at the sight of him and downed the glass again, reaching for the bottle. Ash shook his head and put the bottle away.

"Hey, Misty," Ash said calmly.

Misty scowled and her sisters raised their eyebrows.

"Ash. I should've known you'd follow me. I guess it's a good thing I'm leaving for Trovita, no? Anyways, I don't have time for dumb, bike- stealing, twerps like you!" Misty hissed.

She turned and glared at her shocked sisters.

"Misty. I promise you that I'll leave you alone for the rest of your life. Just tell me. Why did you leave?" Ash pleaded.

Misty sighed and looked at her heels and then back up to Ash.

"You sure I couldn't have a sip of that stuff again?" Misty whined.

Ash glared at her and Misty took a deep breath.

"I was tired. Tired of everything. Tired of camping, Brock, battles, Team Rocket, Gym Leaders, just everything. But mostly, I was tired of you," Misty said quietly, looking up at him through her lashes.

Ash's mouth closed and opened, but it seemed that the alcohol Misty had consumed before had come into effect. She kept talking.

"I was tired of you being so DENSE! I mean, in the beginning, you weren't supposed to see, I prided myself in the fact that I could hide my secret from you. But then, before I knew it, three years had come and gone and I was only a little farther than when I had just begun. The song-and-dance grew tiring after a year or so. I tried to show you. I tried to get it through that thick head of yours, but nothing worked. No matter what I said, how I acted, what I did... NOTHING happened," Misty said angrily.

Ash was just plain confused. Misty pointed at him.

"SEE!? You're doing it right now! I've sacrificed so much for you! I could've lived in Trovita, or stuck it out on my own, or become a Gym Leader in not one, but TWO Gyms! I could've forced you to pay for my bike, told your mother about it! But did I? NO! Most people would have given up after a year! But did I? NO! Doesn't that say something to you? I wasn't just following you for a bike, you know!" Misty screamed.

Ash raised an eyebrow.

"Huh?" Ash said confusedly.

Misty threw her hands in the air and gazed towards the heavens.

"You STUPID, DUMB, MORONIC, IDIOTIC, STUBBORN, DENSE, THICK, SLOW, DULL, IMPERCEPTIVE, DIM, OBTUSE, BRAINLESS, UNINTELLIGENT, MINDLESS, FOOLISH, IRRATIONAL, ILLOGICAL, INANE, IMMATURE, SIMPLE-MINDED, NAÏVE, INEXPERIENCED, GREEN, RAW, CHILDISH, ADOLESCENT, GULLIBLE, PURE, INNOCENT, FOOTBALL-BRAINED INCONSIDERATE UNAWARE OBLIVIOUS IGNORANT UNWITTING ANTAGONISTIC POKEMON MASTER WANNABE!" Misty roared.

Ash looked at her, hurt.

"What do you mean, Misty?" Ash said sadly.

Tears of anger, frustration, and sadness trickled down her face.

"What I mean, Ash, is that I'm in love with you!" Misty hissed.

Ash stood there, eyes wide open. Misty's sobs came harder. Ash was silent, mouth wide open. Misty's sisters, who had heard none of this, were looking between the two curiously. Ashley heard her mother's cries and came and gave her a huge hug. Misty smiled gratefully and wiped at her eyes, sniffling. She broke the hug and Ash swallowed, throat dry.

"Who's her father?" Ash whispered quietly.

Lily, Violet, and Daisy all cocked their heads.

"Do you like mean that you're like not? Because like, we like totally like thought YOU like were!" The sisters said in unison.

Misty crumpled to the floor, hugging Ashley to her like a life preserver. She couldn't look Ash in the eyes.

"I never meant for it to happen," Misty whispered brokenly.

Ash scowled.

"It did, Misty. So who's her dad?" Ash snapped, serious for once.

Misty's sobs returned. She turned away from him.

"No. I can't," Misty mumbled.

Ash frowned.

"Misty, just tell me who the father is. It'll be easier for you if you do," Ash stated sympathetically.

Misty cried harder.

"Okay, I'll tell you. But, Ash, you've got to promise that you won't get mad at me," Misty muttered.

Ash nodded and Misty sighed. She stood up shakily and leaned over to Ash's ear.

"Gary. Gary Oak," Misty whispered nervously.

Ash's eyes widened and once again he was speechless. However, this time he felt like punching something.

- Loren ;*

Poor Ash...And after Misty was telling him off and all...