Pumpkin Fights—Chapter 3.
Disclaimer: If I owned Pokemon, I'd make Misty use her mallet a whole lot more often on Ash.
Summary: Many things in life are rather unexpected. Only some of them are ever foreseen, and almost all of them are rarely wanted. What happens when Misty meets by accident Gary Oak, there are many ways two personalities can clash with violent and usually fun outcomes. The distance between love and hate is very, very narrow.
Author's note: Thanks for those that reviewed. I've got good news. This story is drafted almost completely. I just have to sharpen it up, and put all those details that make a script style fic, become a narrated story. Heh. So expect new updates soon.
Chapter 3
Pikachu was settled on her head for a change, she tried to look up ahead without falling flat on her face as she always did. The contrast of the pokemon's yellow fur with her orange spiky hair was rather cute. "Pika…" The rodent sighed dejectedly. Ash, walking to her right dropped his heavy backpack for a brief second. "I'm beat" Brock just threw his hands up. "Me too"
The heat was unbearable that day, it somehow seeped through the three branches just to annoy them further. There was a thin layer of sweat covering everyone's forehead. Ash sighed again "Hey Mist, Brock-o, Why don't we spend a day in the beach, it's so hot today"
'Trouble…' Misty cursed to herself. 'Disagree Brock, please disagree…' Brock just shrugged and sat down a brief instant. "Seems like a good idea—" Misty shook her head vigorously. "No!". She opened her eyes wide and blinked a couple of times, witnessing as the boys were staring at her expectantly. "I mean…" She started "I mean, No? I mean, We've lost so much time already, I feel so guilty over making you guys take 5 days crossing a forest that could have been over in two days..."
Ash and Brock exchanged a look. "Yeah but..." Ash started
"The least distractions, the sooner we'll get there!" Misty offered. "Think about it, Pokemon center, new trainers to fight with, a brand new shiny badge… Lots of girls to look at" The last part of the sentence addressed at Brock with a grin.
She had them pretty much convinced. None of them actually said anything, but she could actually see them drift off to their usual day dreaming. Brock hugged his backpack tightly as Ash snagged his pokedex out of his backpack as if calculating where he would be a few years from now. "If I make it into the tournament before the deadline and get to the third round with my best pokemon intact…"
Misty shook her head in dismay, a slight grin tugging at her lips. "Alright, get up you lazy, we have some walking to do"
"Alright!" They both yelled upstanding. Somehow with renewed energy, they began to walk faster. With Pikachu still lying on her head, she let out a small chuckle
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It appeared to be late at night, but she wasn't the one with the clock—Brock was. He was the mature one, a friend and somewhat of a father figure to both Ash and her. So how late or how early it was, she really couldn't tell. The moon was high up the sky that night, almost unreachable, but the lake seemed like an open sea, it kept on raging as the waves pounded into the sand. What useless times of insomnia. Always striking at the worst possible time. Her first insomnia attack was at age of 9, that one ended up badly. The last insomnia period ended up in her resolve to leave her house; the gym, her sisters.
She always considered herself to be a strong woman. If that word could be applied in that particular age. However, her weakness was her own mind. It acted against her most of the time. Over thinking stuff, analyzing everything. It ripped her away of her optimistic view of the world.
He had probably taken another road anyway. Not like she was in the beach looking for him. She was restless, and being a water pokemon trainer, she was rather drawn to water. Okay, so maybe… Just maybe, she had hoped to have someone to talk to, but she had been dreaming, there was no civilized talking with Gary Oak. Of course, she didn't know him too much, but guys like him didn't deserve the benefit of the doubt, or did they?
Something hit her over the head, she turned around only to find a pokeball on the ground. "Oh sorry, I thought you were a weedle or something" She winced, recognizing that voice way too quickly for her own liking. "Like you'd need a weedle, Oak". He shrugged taking a seat in the sand next to the rock she was sitting on. "Maybe I do, since I'm a researcher now"
Misty was absorbed in her thoughts and he mumbled something under his breath trying to draw her attention. With all those years of having the cheerleaders around him, he wasn't very used to someone not paying attention to him. Especially when that someone was a girl. He cleared his throat loudly yet Misty kept on looking at the waves crash against the rocks because of the strong wind.
"You know we're researching the possibility of pokemon evolving without any sort of training or battling, just the right stimulation" Misty raised an eyebrow, as her eyes snapped back to Gary. "Are you having a serious conversation?" he seemed taken aback. "What, You think I can't? I'm surprised you can even understand a serious conversation!" He inwardly winced. He always had to take it one step too far, didn't he, he thought cursing to himself.
Her eyes visibly widened, offended. "I'm surprised you can even talk English properly, mindless jerk" He smirked, the air was a bit more hostile, but at the same time, more familiar. Instead of replying, he let some silence go by for a few moments.
"Misty?"
"Oak?"
He rolled his eyes still bearing the smug look on his face. "Am I the only one who finds this bickering amusing?" His eyes were fixated on her, so when her serious expression faltered and a tiny smile tugged at one side of her lips, he immediately grinned. "Didn't think so" He stated looking away. She let out a small chuckle. Over the whistling of the wind it was barely there. Standing up she rolled her eyes. "Well It's late. Or early in the morning. I should go". Gary, instead of standing up, leaned back into the sand. "Yeah, sure, try not to miss me too much"
"Oh no, you got it all wrong, see, people only miss the things they enjoy having around, you know, nice food, desserts, DVD collections…" her voice was fading out, in obvious mockery. Gary just laughed shaking his head in dismay. "Behold how the fantastic sisters are blatantly absent in that little list of yours."
Misty gaped. "I was getting there!" She said alarmed. Sure, her sisters were a major pain in the ass. She loved them nonetheless. Gary snorted. "You were getting nowhere"
Misty exhaled, clenching her fists again. "Yeah right, like you know the least of me, Oak, You keep on acting like—"
"Thought you were leaving?" He said putting on the most sheepish face he had in stock. Her sentence was left unfinished. Another second of silence settled in between. The grin plastered on his face almost faltered. He really had to work on his people skills these days, he thought cursing to himself.
Misty blinked a few times. "I was—I am!" She repeated more confidently. "Don't know why I keep wasting my time with you." With that, she turned around walking away.
Gary sighed, but perked up immediately. "Shall I answer that?" He yelled after her, not even sitting up from his position.
Still walking away, she avoided to turn around, and waved a dismissal."NO!" her answer, more like a threat made him desist in his remarks. He chuckled as he turned around to stare to the water again. "Sweet dreams pumpkin" he said barely audible over the sounds of the wind. Picking up a nearby pebble, he threw it at the raging lake.
The night had just gotten boring all the sudden.
Thanks to:
Maia's Pen: Thanks for liking my fic so far. They're still hanging from the hate part in the love/hate relationship, but since I've already drafted this fic to be only 6 chapters long, we're halfway there! XD. Thanks for liking the humor, I try my best, and update WTB! XD, You're killing me with the wait! Yeah, I know Ash and Brock were kinda dim-witted, but they will notice Misty's strange behaviour.
Carstar91: I'm a fast updater? It happens when I'm really into what I'm writing. XD believe me, with all my prior fics, many of them I deleted --, I was such a sloppy writer. But don't worry, updates wil be semi-fast. So thanks for reviewing!
Librastar Yes! I did review some of Kayley Laskitts fics. I love the way that girl writes egoshippy stories. I guess you spotted me over there or something. Thanks for reading!
MagCat I wish I could lay on the Gary/Misty thing more, but I have to focus on the hate part before the fluff. Don't worry, we'll get there.
Cuppatea Interesting name! So you're a gymshipper? Kewl. It's great you're enjoying my story as well. Be seeing you around?
Author's Note: We're halfway there, this is only 6 chapters long, and they are drafted, but not done. So I have to type them out, and Upload them. I hope you guys like them, I'm open to any suggestions, tips, comments, etc. Not giving out anything, but this: Next chapter's really more egoshippy than the prior ones.
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