Ash sighed softly. The ocean had good, bad, scary, and enjoyable memories. The salty air actually made him feel better. Took his mind off of the girls. Which, anything that did that was good by his standards. The salty air, on the other hand, made May sick as a pig. This fit with Misty's plan perfectly. It allowed her to alone with Ash. She was on the oppisite side of the deck, formulating what to say. Finally she got her act together and walked towards him.
"Hey Ash. How're you doing?" Misty asked.
"Eh?" Ash turned around. "Oh, hey Mist. Good. The ocean air always makes me feel better." He turned towards the ocean. Misty stood next to him.
"Yeah, I know what you mean. Relaxes you doesn't it?"
"Yep." He streched and yawned. It was around noon and Brock was down flirting with the laidies below deck. They had gotten to the Ferry in better time than Ash thought and drove the car onto the ferry before Ash went to go relax. "So what are you and Brock scheming now?" Ash asked innocently
Misty froze. "W-w-why do you ask that?"
"Well I mean you and Brock were being so silent in the back seat, I figured you'd have to be scheming something. If its about that comment, or the kiss, then sorry. I mean, the comment I was just playing around with and the kiss was to get away from, well...a loss of pride, and I do have an ego to uphold."
Misty laughed. Ash was loathe to admit it, but he loved her laugh. It was the kind of laugh that you'd expect a mermaid to laugh like. "No, I'm not plotting anything against you, don't worry. I understand the situation. In fact, I'm sorry for twisting your arm behind your back, but I have an image to uphold." She winked at Ash and he laughed.
"Yeah. But those things, ego and image mask things sometimes ya know?" Ash said the comment, as if he were talking to himself.
"Like...emotions?"
"Yeah. Like emotions..."
"Like..." Misty swallowed. She was going into deep waters now. "Love?"
Ash involentarly winced. "Um, yeah. Like...that. That'll work. Heh. Listen to me, getting all philosophical. I've gotten to wise as I've gotten older. I gotta stop geting so smart."
"I don't know. I like it. I-I mean, it sounds better when you speak smarter. It makes people think better of you." Misty sighed. That was close.
"Really? Huh. I'll keep that in mind. Thanks Mist." Ash turned back towards the cabin, putting his hands in his pockets. "Listen, I'm going to keep Brock from getting killed by those of the female perseision. Could you help May out with her sea sickness? It makes me feel bad when she's like that." Then he began to walk below deck.
Misty suddenly realized something. Ash wasn't calling her by her real name. He was using a pet name, almost as if he...No. She was just being delusional. Curse you Ash. Now I have to go help my rival out. Phooey."
**Below Deck**
"Whoah, Whoah, Don't kill him." Ash replied quickly as he came into view from above deck. There were three ladies who looked ready to murder his gym leader friend. They turned to him.
"He is acting like such an idiot though! Really now!"
"I know, I know. But you'll have to excuse him...he uh...he's not exactly what you'd call a ladies man, ya know? He's a nice guy though, and whatever he did, he probably didn't mean it.Let off him a litte, ya know?"
The ladies relaxed and turned to Brock. "We'll believe him. Once though! Next time..."
Brock quickly walked over to Ash and they both headed for someplace private. "Moron." Ash muttered as they headed over to the now empty mess hall.
"Thanks Ash. They would have made mince meat outta me."
"What'dya do?"
"I hit on them without knowing that they all had boyfriends."
"Ouch."
"Yeah, talk about it."
