**Brocks House**
"So you figure that an adventure would cure your depression?" asked Brock. Both guys were drinking a soda at Brocks house.
"Yeah. I missed the old days. I know you guys won't be there...but...hey, I'll manage. I'm a big boy now!" Ash joked. He took a large swig and cracked his knuckles.
"Now wait a minute, who says I don't want to come along?" Brock gave Ash an odd look.
"Well I thought you guys have lifes now, unlike yours truly."
This statement caused Brock to crack up, so hard in fact that soda shot out of his nose. "OW!" he cried. Then, after he dealt with the pain, he turned back to Ash who was laughing as hard as Brock. "A life? Ash, let me tell you something, here, I have no life. It's not like then...I have no girlfriend, I'm practicly a 24 hour baby sitter for my little brothers and sisters and most of all, no one complements me on my cooking. To be brutally honest with you Ash, life hasn't been any fun without you guys. Hell, I even miss getting lost beacuse of your stupid directions!" Brock sighed. "But it's not my place to butt into the trip without your permission, so...?
Ash gave him a "Are you kidding?" look and repied, "Of course Brocko! The more the merrier! But...what will everyone else say?"
"No one has to know."
"So...It would be a good idea to pack. Bring clothes and your camping gear. Oh and I suppose youll be the cook for the adventure?"
"Ash, that's like asking if the sun rises in the east. OF COURSE!" Brock stood up and looked streched. Then he replied, "I'll get packing. Where can I meet you?"
"Meet me by the Pokecenter." And with that Ash turned and left, Pikachu at his heels.
Misty was sad. She sat on her bed, sighing and holding a picture. The picture was of her and Ash when they all split ways. He was holding her with a grin on his face, but the grin was off kilter, and she could tell Ash didn't want to split ways, but was trying to be strong. Misty, on the other hand was for five minutes able to shed the tough image and cry like a baby after Brock and Ash's decision to leave. Ash needed some time alone. Ash...the very name caused her heart to beat faster and his image almost wanted to make her cry like she never cried before.
"MISTY! HURRY UP! WE'RE HEADING OUT FOR THE STORE SOON!" came a voice from down stairs.
"HOLD ON!" replied Misty as she began to put on her shoes.
When she was done she hurried downstairs. Her sister Violet was waiting. "Sorry you go stuck with me." Misty replied grudgingly. Violet laughed. "Oh nonsense! Now where did you want to go?"
"I wanted to head down to the mountian climbing gear place."
**A-1 Climbing Gear**
Misty sighed again for the fifteenth time the day. She was going to try to have fun on the little adventure she was going to have...but it wouldn't be truly fun without Ash. She stared at the rack in front of her. On the shelf were at least fifteen types of backpacks. God she hated choices. Or at least choices with too many options. As she was looking she heard the door creak open and a chillingly familar voice began to talk.
"So anywho, I told Duplica, she could go ahead and bitch all she liked, but I told her, I dealt with Cerulean's Gym Leader, and she can be the biggest bitch of them all. That shut up her up immedeatly. No one can out bitch Misty."
Misty gasped. Could it be? Same stupid comments at the wrong place...same voice... could it be...him? The next comment though sealed her question. A second person replied, "Ash, this is Cerulean and I don't think we want to incur Misty's wrath especially on her home turf." It was Brock. Misty grinned and began to sneak up on the two who were walking over to the ropes.
"One, she no longer scares me. I've dealt with being stepped on too long and the first person who tries to step on me is gonna get it. Second I highly doubt that Misty will be here of all places. And third, why should she be angry at the truth?" Misty grimaced. Yup. That's him. He seems more confident and arrogant...Time to fix that...
Misty shuffled behind Ash and with a smooth movement, grabbed him and a headlock and replied, "What was that about me being a bitch?"
If Misty thought she knew Ash before, she got rid of all assmuations. Calmly and with an air of someone who was in complete control he replied, "Hello Misty. I told Duplica that you can be a meaner bitch than she can. Is there a problem with that?"
Misty gasped and let go of him. Standing there silently chuckinling was Brock and Pikachu on his shoulder. "BROCK!" Misty laughed. She threw her arms around him and squeezed him tightly. Then she let him go and gave Pikachu a kiss on the cheek which cause Pikachu to coo in delight. Ash grinned and replied, "No hug for me?"
Misty turned around and was about to give a smart ass coment when she saw it. OHMYGODHE'SSOFREAKINGCUTE!!! Misty was shocked. Ash had, in her opinion gotten intensly cuter in the last three years she saw him. Dark raven black hair was brushed aside and his choclate brown eyes glowed with a matured mirth. So she settled with saying, "I'm torn between hugging the life out of you, Ash Ketchum, or killing you for that comment. So..."
Misty suddenly began to hug him as tightly as possible to Ash's embarresment and discomfort. Not to mention some pained ribs. "U-m OK...I can't breath..."
Misty finally let go of him and replied, "Ash, Brock I missed you so much." Tears began to form in the corners of Misty's eyes. "May I ask why you guys are here? I mean...I don't think it was for little ol' me was it?"
For the first time Ash said something very smart. "It wasn't in the beggining...But now I think it is the best reason."
Misty smiled beamingly at Ash and hugged him tightly a second time.
"Me and My fat mouth."Ash struggled to say.
