Run away!

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Run Away!

Chapter 7: Hyped Up On Pixy Sticks.

(A/N Due to circumstances well within my control, I'm the one writing this story any way, this chapter is rated PG-13. But only this chapter. Just thought I'd let you know. I mean, it's only fitting. BY the way, I'm looking for beta-readers for legal purposes. So if you're interested, contact me via review. Anywho, on with the story!) Ash opened the door and looked right at a Mew. "Trick or Treat!" Ash smiled. Halloween was his favorite holiday when he was little. He'd loved to hit the neighborhood three times in a different costume each time. He would come home and pig out on candy, then he'd be so stuffed with sugar he'd spend all night finding ways to burn off his excess energy so he could fall asleep. "Mister… Are you gonna give me candy or am I going to have to move on to the trick part of my request for candy?" Ash was still thinking about when he was a child and was completely oblivious too the fact that the kid pulled out a roll of toilet paper and was walking off. He snapped to his senses just in time to see the kid winding up to throw. He dashed out and apologized. "Sorry kid! I was thinking about when I was a kid. Here's your candy." The kid took the candy and walked off mumbling. "Why is it old people always talk about when they were little? They're all a bunch of freaks in that department. For crying out loud! They should stick to the present."

Ash heard every word the kid said as he walked off but ignored him. He walked back to the house and sat down next to Misty. "You know Misty, he's the only kid I've seen all night."

"Pallet Town isn't exactly the most populated place in Kanto. There are only twenty families after all."

"I guess you're right. But it's almost ten o' clock! I don't think we should have bought all that candy."

"Oh well. It's too late to take it back. I'm watching my weight, so I guess you get all the candy."

"Good thing too. I love Pixy Sticks."

"Quiet. The monster movie's back on."

They watched the rest of the movie without another child showing up. During the movie, Ash consumed all of the Pixy Sticks they had bought. If you rounded down, he ate about five hundred in all. When the movie was over, Misty was extremely tired. "I'm going up to bed Ash."

"Okay. I'll see you in the morning." They kissed and Misty walked upstairs. Ash himself was far from tired. He was hyped up on Pixy Sticks and wide-awake. So he watched the rest of the monster movie marathon all by himself. When the marathon was over around midnight in the morning, the station signed off for the night. Ash flipped through the channels, but found they were all infomercials. He looked at his watch. It was midnight. He had nine hours until the Indigo Plateau opened up to let the Elite Four come in and get ready for the day. So he decided to try and kill time by playing Resident Eevee on his Gamecube. He fought long and he fought hard, he chopped up zombie Eevee's with a chainsaw, he fought boss after boss, and finally, after beating the game he looked at his watch again. It was only two fifteen. He turned off the T.V. and walked into the computer room. He sat down in front of the computer and checked his E-Mail. He read letters, sent letters, and organized all his mail into folders to help him find saved mail easier. He finished and looked at the clock on the computer. It was only two thirty. Ash felt like pulling his hair out in frustration. But instead he decided to try and burn his energy by running on his treadmill. He ran at the highest speed the machine could go for about an hour. He still had a lot of energy left, but the machine was starting to malfunction, so he turned it off and decided to sit and look out the window to see what he could see. He sat there for probably an hour, so it's about four thirty, without seeing anything. Then he caught some movement out of the corner of his eye. He squinted until he could make out who it was. He saw someone in a coat with glasses on giving a box of small containers to someone else. He couldn't make out who the other person was. The other person handed some money to the person in the coat and walked off. Ash saw the person drop one of the containers by accident, but apparently the person in the coat and the person who dropped it didn't notice. Ash tried to make out who it again was when they shifted their position. Ash gasped when he realized who it was. It was his mom. (Cue dramatic music.) She had been acting oddly ever since yesterday when he and Misty had that picnic. After both his mom and the person wearing the coat had left, Ash snuck outside and grabbed the container. Upon closer examination, he realized exactly what it was. His mom was buying cocaine. Bum bum buuuum! "Where is that dramatic music coming from?" He stormed over to her house with the container in hand. When his mom answered the door he simply held up the container in front of her and raised an eyebrow. "Ummmmmmmmmmm. I can explain Ash."

"To save time and to keep the rating at PG, just skip it. I'm taking you to rehab."

"Ash! How could you do that to your own mother?"

"Simple. I grab you by the wrist, shove you in my car, get in the front seat, drive you to rehab, and leave."

With that he grabbed her by the wrist, shoved her in his car, got in the front seat, drove her to rehab, and left. (A/N This is to basically account for why Ash's mom acted so oddly in the last chapter. I thought this would help clear that up and provide comedic relief. I really should stop chugging coffee and then use every idea that pops into my head. I should also stop rambling, shut up, and continue this story.) Ash drove home and sat on the couch. It was only six o' clock and he was still hyped up on Pixy Sticks, so he decided to watch some T.V. The only station that was showing something other than infomercials was T.V. Country. It was a station that only aired old shows from the 'golden days' of television. So he watched some mildly funny show called The Andy Growlithe Show. It had this really catchy whistling theme song, and some of the jokes were pretty funny. After that there was a show called The Beedrill Bunch. It was so stupid and boring that he felt himself starting to nod off. He watched a few more minutes of it, and before he knew it, he was asleep. That's right folks! A Brady Bunch spin off put him to sleep! Ain't it the truth! Anyway, Ash was woken up by Misty the next morning. "Good morning sleepy head! When did you go to bed last night?" Ash glanced at his watch.

"An hour ago."

"It's eight o' clock! You were up until seven in the morning?"

"Yeah. I was hyped up on Pixy Sticks."

"Oh. That explains it. Now hurry up and get ready. We need to be at work in an hour."

Ash got up from the sofa and went upstairs to get ready. He came back down about twenty minutes later and sat down at the table with a plate of buttered toast. "You know Misty, I found out why my mom was acting so odd the other day."

"Why?"

"She was addicted to cocaine."

"Are you serious?"

"Yes."

"That explains everything."

"I took her to rehab. They said it might be awhile."

"Oh well."

"Yeah."

Ash and Misty had both finished their breakfast and Ash had done the dishes. They walked outside and hopped on their bikes. (A/N Just so everyone's clear on this, don't have cars in Kanto because of pollution problems. So everyone rides a bike instead. If you don't like that, I'm sorry, but it's MY STORY!) They raced each other to the start of Victory Road, and then took the special staff route to get to the Indigo Plateau. Ash put his and Misty's bikes in the staff room, and then turned to Misty and kissed her. "I'll see you later honey. Have a good day."

Misty smiled. "You too Ash."

Ash walked past each room in order to get to the Champions Arena. He talked to each of the Elite Four on the way. First member of the Elite Four was Lance. His room had lava all around the edge of the platform he was on. "Hey Lance. How was your vacation?"

"Pretty good Ash. I had some problems when my Dragonite accidentally sneezed fire on the hotel I was staying at and burnt it to the ground, but besides that, I had a nice rest."

"Hmm, maybe I should take a vacation some time."

"You could use one. You look like you didn't sleep at all last night."

"That's because I was hyped up on Pixy Sticks."

"Oh. Well, that's Halloween for you."

"Yeah."

"Listen, I gotta get ready. Looks like a trainers here. Have a nice day."

"You too."

Ash walked off to the next room. It was a plain room with white walls, white floor, and white ceiling. Inside was his long time rival, Gary. Gary was looking at Breeder's Digest when Ash walked in. He looked up from his magazine and waved. "Hi Ash! Look's like someone's trying to become part of the cast in that new movie that's coming out. You know, Night Of The Living Dead! You look like a zombie, only worse!"

"It's good to see you too Gary."

"Whatever. I've love to chat, but looks like some loser just beat Lance. I've got to get my Pokemon ready. Smell ya later."

Ash walked off into the next room. This one was covered with rocks to make it look like a cave. "Hey Steven."

"Hi Ash. Man. You look tired."

"Yeah. Pixy Sticks."

"Oh."

"How was your vacation?"

"Not that bad. I thought it was pretty nice of the League to give us Halloween off."

"Yeah. Only one kid came to my house for candy. How about you?"

"Mossdeep is pretty crowded. So I'd say I got about fifty."

"Lucky. What was your favorite costume?"

"There was this kid who was dressed exactly like people would normally. He had on a T-Shirt, Shorts, Sandals, and a baseball cap. He was going as a pedestrian."

"Oh. That's pretty original."

"Yeah. What was yours?"

"Well, seeing as only one kid visited my house, I'd have to say the kid dressed up as Mew."

"I see."

"So what did you give out?"

"Rock candy. You?"

"Pixy Sticks."

"Oh. Well, it looks like someone just beat Gary. You'd better get going."

"See you later."

Ash walked to the final room before his own. This one was a big swimming pool with an island at each end of the room. "Hey Misty. It's been so long since I've seen you."

"Yeah. Those five minutes were some of the toughest of my life!"

He kissed her. "Ash?"

"Yes?"

"What will you do if you're not Pokemon Master anymore?"

"I've made a fair amount of money from the trainers I've beaten. I'd probably retire."

"If you retire, then I will too."

"Whatever floats your boat."

"I'd love to keep talking, but I have to battle a trainer. I'll see you at lunch."

"I know you'll beat him. Bye."

Ash walked into his own room and sat down on a bench in the corner. He called out all of his Pokemon and turned on the League Battle Viewer. It's basically a T.V. that League members can use to watch the other members battle. He turned it on just in time to see Misty's last Pokemon faint. "Looks like this trainer's tougher than he looks."

Ash walked over and got ready to battle. The doors opened up and in walked a hooded figure.

(A/N I thought I'd put a battle scene in the story. Sorry if it isn't very intense. Just thought I'd put in something to change the mood a little.)

"Hello Ash. I've wanted to face you for some time now!"

"How'd you know my name?"

"That's for me to know and you to find out."

"Seriously. How'd you know my name?"

"You're a world famous trainer. Everyone knows your name. Now can we battle already?"

"Fine. We'll do a three on three match. We'll each battle one Pokemon at a time. Whoever wins the most battles out of all three rounds wins. I'll start off with Bulbasaur!"

"Then I choose Feraligatr!"

"Bulbasaur, use Vine Whip!"

"Dodge it and use blizzard!"

Bulbasaur was frozen solid. When it had thawed out, it fainted. The robotic referee came down. "Bulbasaur is unable to battle. Round one goes to the challenger."

Ash scowled. "Fine. I choose you, Charizard!"

"Go Blastoise!"

"Use Dragon Rage!"

"Dodge its attack and use Hydro Cannon!"

"Look out Charizard!"

Charizard dodged the attack at the last moment. Blastoise was worn out from having to shoot out such a massive amount of water and had to recover. "Now's your chance Charizard! Use Seismic Toss!"

Charizard picked up Blastoise, flew up to the top of the room, turned and flew towards the ground at breakneck speed, and slammed Blastoise into the ground. The referee came down again. "Blastoise is unable to battle. Round two goes to the Champion."

"Look like you're not as good as I thought you were. My final Pokemon will be Pikachu!"

"I choose Swampert!"

"Use Thunderbolt Pikachu!"

Pikachu shocked the pokemon, but it had no effect whatsoever.

"Looks like you didn't know that Swampert is a duel-type Pokemon! It's both a Water and Ground type Pokemon! So your electrical attacks are useless! Now Swampert! Use Hydro Pump!"

"Dodge it and use Thunder on its Hydro Pump!"

Swampert shot a humongous stream of water at Pikachu, but Pikachu sidestepped the attack and electrocuted the stream of water with all of its might. The electricity traveled up the water and into Swampert's mouth, therefore shocking its brain and zapping the ever-loving snot out of it. For the final time the referee descended upon them. "Swampert is unable to battle. The match goes to the Champion! But don't fret challenger! We have some lovely parting gifts for you! Here's Brock to tell what fabulous prize you won!" Cheesy game show music was playing in the background as a man with spiky brown hair and little slits for eyes walked out onto the battlefield. "Thanks Mr. Robot-Referee! Well Mr. Challenger, you fought long and hard, and you're not going away empty handed! We have for you this lovely Elite Four Home Game! All the fun of the Elite Four from the comfort of your home! Have a safe trip home! Goodnight everyone!" The challenger was presented with a cheesy board game and was about to be whisked away when Misty came in. "Congratulations Ash! I knew you could do it!"

"Thanks Misty. By the way Mr. Umm… Challenger guy, what's your name?"

"Just call me Mr. Freak." And with that the challenger walked out of the room and disappeared.

"That was a pretty weird name."

"Be that it is."

"What?"
"I said it kinda like that guy. You know, from that movie."

"What movie?"

"Gee. I really can't remember. It's about these guys with laser swords that fight lots of robots. They like use the force or something. But it's like this one guy who's short, green, and has pointy ear. He mixes up his words."

"I think I know what you're talking about. But I can't think of the name."

"Yeah. It's like it's copyrighted and we can't say it's name for various legal purposes."

"Bizarre!"

"Extremely."

"Oh well. I've got to get back to my room. I'll see you at lunch break."

"See you then." The rest of Ash's day went by without any more challengers. When he left the Champions private bathroom to relieve himself of the cafeteria's Wednesday bean burritos and prune juice, he walked over to the main entrance to the building. Waiting for him was Misty. "Hey Ash, we're running low on food, so can you stop by the grocery for me?"

"Whatever."

"Thanks. Here's a list of what we need. I'll see you at the house."

"Bye." Ash pedaled off to the local store, Walrein-Mart, and walked inside. After getting all of the items on the list without any trouble, he proceeded to the checkout. After the cashier was done scanning his purchases, she asked if he was going to pay with a check, cash, or if he was going to use his credit card. "I'll write a check." He wrote it out and handed the check to her. She glanced at it before putting it away, and her eyes widened. "Whoa! You're Ash Ketchum?"

"That's me."

"Oh, well then, congratulations!"

"For what?"

"Well, for starters you beat another challenger today, and today's your birthday!"

"Hey, you're right! I completely forgot about that! Hey! Wait just one minute! How do you know that today is my birthday?"

"Duh! I'm a big fan. I know all about you. Like I know that your favorite color is brown, and your favorite dish is a big ramen noodle bowl, and that your most annoying habit is cracking your knuckles."

"You're starting to creep me out."

"I don't care. By the way, can I have your autograph?"

"Umm… no. Now if you'll excuse me…" Ash darted out of the building with groceries in hand, hopped on his bike, and pedaled off into the night as fast as his legs would go. When he arrived home, he found the porch light on but the rest of the house dark and quiet. "Misty must have gone to bed. It's getting pretty late." He thought to himself as he dismounted the bike and walked inside. He surveyed the living room to see if anyone was and then turned on the light.

"SURPRISE! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!"

"Aw guys! You shouldn't have." He looked around the room and saw Professor Oak, Gary, Lance, Steven, Brock, Tracey, May, Max, David, and Misty all smiling. They all looked at each other and then Professor Oak spoke up. "Well in that case, I guess we'll go and take all of the catered food and expensive presents with us." This clearly wasn't the response Ash had been hoping for, so it took him a minute to come up with a response. "I was just kidding! You guys should stay and give me your gifts. I mean your should give me the food. Dang. I mean you should give me the pleasure of your company. Please."

Most everyone laughed at this. The only people who didn't were David, who was currently trying to sneak as far away as possible from the other person who didn't laugh, May, who was giving him odd looks. Ash noticed this and said, "Umm, May? Why are you looking at David like that?" May blushed and suddenly became interested in Professor Oak's gift. "Wow Professor Oak! That's a big box!"

"It's the size of a compute mouse, May. Are your eyes okay?"

Misty looked at her watch. "Can we get things moving already?"

Everyone walked into the dining room and sat down. Dinner turned out to be about umpteen boxes of pizza. While everyone else was on his or her first slice, Ash had consumed two pizzas and was making quick work of his third. All the while May kept shooting the same odd look at David. (A/N if you're wondering why I'm going on and on about May and David, it will all become clear later on.) After Ash had finished downing nine-tenth of all of the pizza ordered, everyone shuffled back into the living room. Ash sat down and was presented with a mountain of gifts. He opened each package in turn. He got a brand-new pokedex from Professor Oak, an autographed picture from a very egotistical Gary, he got a video game from Lance, another video game from Steven, a lot of homemade food from Brock, a scrapbook of all the sketches Tracey had ever made of Ash's Pokemon from Tracey, duh, a case of special Pokeblocks from May, a Pokenav from Max, and a DVD from David. "Gee guys, I don't know what to say!"

David looked at him and said, "How about saying 'Thank you very much for all of these wonderful gifts'?"

"Okay. Thank you very much for all of these wonderful gifts."

Everyone said in unison, "You're welcome."

"By the way May, how come you were looking at David like that?"

"Umm. I kind of in a way sort of think he's a little bit of somewhat umm… sexy." May was blushing bright red and David looked as though someone was standing over him with a knife. Everyone else let out a big "Awwwwwwwwwwwww. That's so cute." David looked shocked at this. "SHE THINKS I'M SEXY AND THAT'S CUTE TO YOU PEOPLE?!" May was inching slowly closer to David, who stood rooted to the spot. She was just about to kiss him when there was a crash and the door flew open.

'Prepare for trouble on your birthday."

"Make it double we're here to say."

"We'll eat you cake and ice cream too."

"Even if it's just stale goo."

"We brought a present with a bow."

"Got it for less than a dollar you know."

"Jessie!"

"James!"

"Team Rocket blasts off at the speed of light."

"Surrender now or prepare to fight!"

"Meowth! That right!"

"Wobuffet!"

Ash looked about ready to laugh when he saw them. They were wearing stupid puffy bows on their heads and had on square boxes. So they were basically trying to resemble a bunch of gifts, but they failed miserably. "Hey there twerps!" said Meowth. "Were here to celebrate the main twerp's birthday!" Ash was looking somewhat unhappy. "Why'd you guys blow up my door?"

This time it was James who answered. "Umm, we wanted to arrive fashionably late but the front door was locked. So I took a couple pounds of gunpowder paste and smeared it on your door. Then it went boom!"

"Why didn't you just knock?"

"We didn't think of that."

"Of course."

James eyes started to water. "We just wanted to give you your present!"

"Fine then. Where is it?"

"I don't have it. Meowth does."

"I don't have it. Jessie does."

"I don't have it. James does."

James thought for a moment. "Hmmm, I don't have the present, Meowth doesn't have the present, and Jessie doesn't have the present. Oh yeah! I remember now! We were going to sing you a song!"

All three of them drew in breath and started to sing, and Wobuffet was standing ther looking cute with a lit birthday candle, but nobody was paying any attention to them. Everybody was trying to find a way to block out the horrible noise that had reached his or her ears. Shout's were coming from all over the crowd.

"My ears! They bleed!"

"Must find shelter!"

"It's a sign of the apocalypse! Everyone to the bunkers!"

"Make it stop!"

"You are quite possibly the worst singer I have ever heard."

"The pain! The pain!"

"Run for your lives!"

"No one is safe!"

"My leg! Oh my leg! Save yourselves! Go on without me! I can't make it!"

"Hold still David! I just want to give you a kiss!"

"You'll never take me alive!" And with that, David broke loose from May's grip and bolted for the door. Knocking Team Rocket into the pile of leftover gunpowder paste. "Look at us Jessie! We can't perform like this!" Wobuffet walked towards them with the lit candle still in its paw. It tripped and fell into the paste. "Hey Jessie, where's the candle?"

They looked up and saw the lit candle falling towards them. It was as if it happened in slow motion. The candle slowly spun end over end until it landed in the paste that covered Team Rocket. They waited for the earth shattering kaboom. After a second James said, "Where's the kaboom? There was supposed to be an earth shattering kaboom."

"Just be glad we're still in one piece."

"Hey Jessie, why is that candle still burning?"

They turned and saw that the wick was still burning but it was slowly tilting towards the paste. BOOM!

"There's the earth shattering kaboom!"

"Oh shut up."

"Looks like Team Rocket's blasting off again!"

"WOBUFFET!"

After everyone had calmed down, they realized that it was almost midnight, so everyone started heading home.

"Bye Ash."

"Bye Steven."

"Bye Ash."

"Bye Gary."

"Bye Ash."

"Bye Lance."

"Bye Ash."

"Bye Brock."

"Bye Ash."

"Bye Max."

"Bye Ash."

"Bye Tracey."

"Bye Ash."

"Bye Professor Oak."

David ran bye with May in hot pursuit.

"Bye Ash."

"Bye Ash."

"Bye David. Bye May."

Ash walked back inside and started cleaning up the mess everyone had made. Misty had gone upstairs a couple of minutes ago to take a shower. After cleaning up the living room and washing the dishes, Ash put away his gifts and walked upstairs. He walked into the bedroom and heard the shower running, so he walked back downstairs and sat down to watch T.V. If he knew one thing about Misty, it was that she took forever to take a shower. He remembered the time she had fallen in a puddle of mud and had spent four hours in the shower trying to clean herself off. He had had a conniption when he saw their water bill for that month. After watching an hour's worth of television, Misty walked downstairs. "Hey Ash."

"Hey yourself."

"Whatcha watching?"

"Some show called Wingulligan's Island."

"I used to watch that show! My favorite character was the Professor."

"I like the odd old rich couple."

"Weirdo."

She sat down and started watching it with him. Ash realized that the shower was currently unguarded. So he snuck upstairs and grabbed his pajamas. He walked into the bathroom, stripped, put his pajamas on the counter and hopped into the shower. After getting out again and drying off, he turned to grab his pajamas, but they weren't there. "I would have bet my lucky cap I put my pajamas right here. Oh well." (A/N This is where it's starts being PG-13. So small children should probably skip this part.) He walked out into the bedroom and saw something that made him freeze and become extremely hard. Misty was sitting on the bed without a single piece of clothing on her. (A/N That's as far as I'm gonna go with that. I want to keep this fanfic PG. Except for this chapter that is, but that's beside the point. So I'll deploy a clever and ingenious plot shift for a little while.) Meanwhile across town, David was still running like a jet-propelled bunny. "For the love of all that's right in the world, don't you ever need to stop to catch your breath May?"

"Look who's talking."

"Hey! I run marathons every now and then! What's your excuse?"

"Same as yours."

"Whatever. So why are you after me anyway?"

"Because I think you're sexy. Do we need to go over this again?"

"No. I'm just trying to wear you out by talking."

"What are you talking about? You're talking and running just as much as I am."

"Maybe I am, maybe I'm not. See ya!" David put on a sudden burst of speed and flew around the corner of a building. May followed after him and found herself in an alley. She squinted and saw a panting figure at the end of the alley. He was in the shadows, but she knew it was him. As she walked forward, the trash can to the right of her shook a little. "Probably the wind." She thought to herself. She reached the end of the alley and grabbed David by the arm. "Pucker up David!"

"No please! Have mercy!"

She leaned in to kiss him and thought she saw him scratch his mouth. Oh how wrong she was. Anyway, she kissed him full on the lips and then started to hear a gagging sound behind her. She broke away and turned around. There was another panting silhouette climbing out of the trashcan. "Man that garbage was stinky with a capital 'S'!" May looked shocked. "DAVID?!"

"Umm… Hi May. Brock! You were supposed to get her to leave the alley in under a minute!"

May spun around and saw that it was indeed Brock she had just smooched. He grinned. "Sorry David. That was just such a wonderful kiss I didn't want to end it."

"Now that's a cheesy line if I ever heard one. But I don't have time to argue. You're not getting paid by the way. Now if you'll excuse me…" David sprinted around the corner and out of site. Little did he know that May was too out of breath to follow. She turned back towards Brock. "How did you sound like David?"

Brock showed her a little gray box. "Ash gave this to me a long time ago."

"Oh. You know Brock, you're a pretty good kisser."

"Seriously?"

"Yup."

"Wow. I never knew that. Of course, no girl would ever let me kiss her in the first place, so no one would ever tell me."

"Say Brock, you wanna come back to my place? We could watch a movie or something."

"Really?"

"Yes. So what say you?"

"I say yes! Wow! My first date!"

And so they walked off towards May's house. Meanwhile, five blocks away. "MAX! OPEN THE DOOR! YOUR SISTER'S AFTER ME AND I NEED TO KNOW HOW TO GET RID OF HER! SO OPEN UP! PLEASE!"

Max opened the door. "Get inside! My sister wouldn't come in here if it were the last house with cable on the planet."

David dashed inside and sat down on the sofa. "Ooooooooh! I love Wingulligan's Island! I like the movie star! She's such a snob it's actually funny!"

Max sat down next to him. "So my sister has a crush on you?"

"Weren't you at Ash's surprise party?"

"Oh yeah! Seeing as that was five hours ago, I kinda forgot."

"Wow. You have a really bad memory."

"True. So you wanna see my sisters house?"

"What are you talking about?"

Max grabbed the remote and changed the channel. The T.V. now showed an apartment that was decorated with lots and lots of sickeningly cute stuffed animals. Max pressed a button and it showed another room filled with stuffed animals. Max continued doing this until they were back at the original view. "Let me get this straight. You bugged May's house?"

"Yup."

"And you're how old?"

"19."

"You realized that unless you have a permit, this is a federal offense."

"Umm… it is?"

"Oh man! You're in so much trouble!"

"Don't tell anyone! Please!"

"Why not?"

"Because I have a permit."

"THEN WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME THAT IN THE FIRST PLACE?!"

"The look on your face was priceless."

"Fine. Hey, is that May?"

"Yeah. Who's that with her?"

It took them a second, but when they saw the spiky hair they knew exactly who it was. "BROCK?!"

They watched as Brock sat down on the sofa in May's apartment while May put in a DVD. She sat down next to Brock and they started to watch the movie. They waited a second and then saw the title screen. They were watching Titanic. David and Max knew exactly what was happening between Brock and May. So they decided to wait out the movie by thinking about all the good times they had had. They thought back to all the times that they had thrown parties, just the three of them, David, Brock, and Max. They reminisced about how Brock would try and get a date with every girl he met. Then David thought for a moment and started singing.

"I can see what's happening."

"What?"

"And they don't have a clue."

"Who?"

"They'll fall in love, and here's the bottom line. Our groups now down to two!"

"Oh."

"Ze sweet caress of twilight. There's magic everywhere. And with all this ROMANTIC atmosphere, disaster's in the air."

Max interrupted him. "Hey! I know this song!"

"So what?"

"So I know how this song goes."

"Whatever. Now can I continue?"

"Sure. But skip ahead to the end."

"And if he falls in love tonight, it can be assumed."

"His carefree days with us are history."

They both sang the last bit together just as the movie ended. "IN SHORT OUR PAL IS DOOOOOOOMED! WAHHHHHH!"

Max got up and got them some sodas. "Get ready David. This is where it gets good."

"How can you tell?"

"They just watched a three hour romance movie. Duh. And to prove it…"

David looked at the T.V. Brock and May were making out on the sofa. After five minutes of making out, May and Brock got up and walked into the bedroom. Max was about to change the channel, but David grabbed the remote. "I don't really wanna watch Brock and May do 'it'. So tough luck. Hey look! Bowling!" They settled back and watched bowling for a little while. Then Max grabbed the remote and switched it back. May and Brock were nude and fast asleep in her bed. "Oh man! I'm gonna be able to blackmail May!"

"You'd better not tell her that."

"Why not?"

"Because she'll probably kill you."

"Good point."

"Oh well. I'm going to go home and get some shut-eye. See ya around Max."

"Bye."

David got up and left to get home.

Back at the Ash Ketchum residence, Ash was eating some oatmeal for breakfast, while Misty was chowing down on muffins. After they finished breakfast, Ash did the dishes and they walked outside to their bikes. As they were riding to work Misty said, "By the way Ash, last night was amazing."

"I feel the same way. By the way, you never did give me a birthday present."

"You can be pretty slow sometimes Ash."

"What do you mean? Look at me! I'm about five feet ahead of you! If anyone's slow, it's you!"

Misty just laughed.

Chameleon Freak: Wow! That was a long chapter! It took me a week to write, so don't complain! Anyway, my guest today is May! Welcome to Inside The Author's Studio, May.

May: I'm glad to be here.

Chameleon Freak: So what questions do you have for me?

May: I just want to know what you're planning with Brock and I.

Chameleon Freak: I'm going to separate both of you and make it so you never see each other again.

May: THAT'S JUST WRONG! I'M GONNA KNOCK YOU UNCONSIOUS AND FINISH THIS STORY ON MY OWN!

Chameleon Freak: Ladies and gentlemen, six people have threatened to knock me unconscious during the same fanfic! It's a new world record! By the way May, I was using a little thing I like to call sarcasm. I was going to tell you how it really ends with you two, but since you've threatened me, and haven't ended this extremely long and dying joke, I'm just gonna say END OF DISCUSSION!