Heading off again, the group was split into two. Keya and Mia were hanging
onto Ash's arms but Misty was still pretty lonerated while Brock laid back
and enjoyed the show. He didn't feel like playing a part in this just yet.
As long as things wouldn't get out of hand, he'd prefer to play the part of
a by stander rather than a guardian. for a while at least. If things got
too bad, then he'd step in. For now, he enjoyed the entertainment.
"So Ash, how about we stop, huh? I've made a picnic for us. Wouldn't it be so cool? Picnic for two," asked Keya, directing the last comment straight at Mia who rolled her eyes in return. Noticing Misty lonerated, she finally left to keep her company not noticing Ash's desperate looks her way. 'Better this way. She'll never win over my brother with all that bullshit.' She thought to herself, heading towards Misty.
"So. . . how's it going?" she asked, fumbling desperately for a topic to discuss. Misty faked a smile, "Great, just great. . ." she trailed off as she turned to see Ash motioning for them to stop. Mia sighed. If Keya didn't keep asking for breaks, they'd have been at the gym yesterday. Well ok, tomorrow morning at least. By her calculations, they'd reach the guy by next year with all the stops they were taking.
Walking past the two girls, Keya smirked triumphantly and began walking over to Ash who was huddled under a shady tree, watching Brock cook nearby. She whispered something into his ear. He, in return fell pale and Misty began to feel uneasy as Keya leaned over towards Ash, giggling and pushing him lightly onto the ground. Totally caught off guard, Ash let her control him for a while. Finding himself pushed onto the grass, he looked up into Keya's face. It was still as sweet as ever, leaning closer and closer towards him. . .
He was now directly under Keya as she moved closer. He could feel her hands running down his body, her lips pressing onto his. She began kissing him but he wouldn't return the kiss. Frustrated, she reached for his pants but before she could, a hand grabbed at her shoulder. Keya ignored it. Then she could hear the little worm calling for Brock. But she didn't care. Right now, this single motion would mean Ash's devotion towards her forever.
"Brock! Come on! Help me! The fucking bitch is to heavy for me!" Brock ran forward but Misty was faster. She caught Keya's arm before anything else could happen and pulled her into an upright position. Keya, frustrated, turned to see two people, all three girls with a look of pure dislike written on their faces. She raised an eyebrow at the little one and opened her mouth to say something. Before she could, however, a hand slapped her across the cheek with so much force she staggered backwards, glaring.
Brock ran to Ash's side. He noticed automatically nothing had happened and that Ash had refused the kisses. Nothing was wrong with him, Ash was just a little dazed by what was going round him. 'Poor guy's already attracting women but he has absolutely no idea that he's doing it,' he thought, putting Ash into an upright position. Seeing as he didn't have any water pokemon, Brock just dumped a bottle of cold water over Ash's head, leaving him wide awake. "What the fuck did you do that for?" he yelled, obviously furious and completely oblivious to the sight in front of him. Brock rolled his eyes, "Take a look for yourself." He retorted and walked back to his cooking.
Keya laughed drunkenly, "Ash doesn't like you, you know. He's only lying to keep you from getting hurt, and besides," she said, "he's mine!" she growled the last two words and lunged at Misty's face with her long nails. Misty put up her arms in defense and fell backwards from the force. Now the two were scratching at each other and trying to pull the other one off. Quickly thinking, Mia called out Girafarig for help. Using its psychic abilities, it separated the two girls and they floated in mid-air.
"Let me down you stupid little brat! Let me go!" Keya screeched, trying to move. "Ok, whatever you say," said Mia, an innocent look plastered on her face. She whispered something to girafarig and Keya was dropped onto the highest branch of a nearby tree. Whispering something else, Misty was landed safely onto the floor on her feet. "Thanks, Mia," she said warmly. Mia smiled back, "No prob's" she said, a cheeky grin across her face as she looked up. "Good job, darling," she said absent mindedly, patting Girafarig.
"So Ash, how about we stop, huh? I've made a picnic for us. Wouldn't it be so cool? Picnic for two," asked Keya, directing the last comment straight at Mia who rolled her eyes in return. Noticing Misty lonerated, she finally left to keep her company not noticing Ash's desperate looks her way. 'Better this way. She'll never win over my brother with all that bullshit.' She thought to herself, heading towards Misty.
"So. . . how's it going?" she asked, fumbling desperately for a topic to discuss. Misty faked a smile, "Great, just great. . ." she trailed off as she turned to see Ash motioning for them to stop. Mia sighed. If Keya didn't keep asking for breaks, they'd have been at the gym yesterday. Well ok, tomorrow morning at least. By her calculations, they'd reach the guy by next year with all the stops they were taking.
Walking past the two girls, Keya smirked triumphantly and began walking over to Ash who was huddled under a shady tree, watching Brock cook nearby. She whispered something into his ear. He, in return fell pale and Misty began to feel uneasy as Keya leaned over towards Ash, giggling and pushing him lightly onto the ground. Totally caught off guard, Ash let her control him for a while. Finding himself pushed onto the grass, he looked up into Keya's face. It was still as sweet as ever, leaning closer and closer towards him. . .
He was now directly under Keya as she moved closer. He could feel her hands running down his body, her lips pressing onto his. She began kissing him but he wouldn't return the kiss. Frustrated, she reached for his pants but before she could, a hand grabbed at her shoulder. Keya ignored it. Then she could hear the little worm calling for Brock. But she didn't care. Right now, this single motion would mean Ash's devotion towards her forever.
"Brock! Come on! Help me! The fucking bitch is to heavy for me!" Brock ran forward but Misty was faster. She caught Keya's arm before anything else could happen and pulled her into an upright position. Keya, frustrated, turned to see two people, all three girls with a look of pure dislike written on their faces. She raised an eyebrow at the little one and opened her mouth to say something. Before she could, however, a hand slapped her across the cheek with so much force she staggered backwards, glaring.
Brock ran to Ash's side. He noticed automatically nothing had happened and that Ash had refused the kisses. Nothing was wrong with him, Ash was just a little dazed by what was going round him. 'Poor guy's already attracting women but he has absolutely no idea that he's doing it,' he thought, putting Ash into an upright position. Seeing as he didn't have any water pokemon, Brock just dumped a bottle of cold water over Ash's head, leaving him wide awake. "What the fuck did you do that for?" he yelled, obviously furious and completely oblivious to the sight in front of him. Brock rolled his eyes, "Take a look for yourself." He retorted and walked back to his cooking.
Keya laughed drunkenly, "Ash doesn't like you, you know. He's only lying to keep you from getting hurt, and besides," she said, "he's mine!" she growled the last two words and lunged at Misty's face with her long nails. Misty put up her arms in defense and fell backwards from the force. Now the two were scratching at each other and trying to pull the other one off. Quickly thinking, Mia called out Girafarig for help. Using its psychic abilities, it separated the two girls and they floated in mid-air.
"Let me down you stupid little brat! Let me go!" Keya screeched, trying to move. "Ok, whatever you say," said Mia, an innocent look plastered on her face. She whispered something to girafarig and Keya was dropped onto the highest branch of a nearby tree. Whispering something else, Misty was landed safely onto the floor on her feet. "Thanks, Mia," she said warmly. Mia smiled back, "No prob's" she said, a cheeky grin across her face as she looked up. "Good job, darling," she said absent mindedly, patting Girafarig.