Yay! Finally finished this. Once again, I dun own Pokemon. Enjoy!

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An hour passed by. May was still out in the evening. With the sun still shining but halfway down. She seemed completely determined about the contest now that she knew Kelly and Harley were in it as well. She didn't like Harley's words but she didn't let them get to her head.

"Alright Beautifly, the contest is in a few days and we're nowhere near being ready," May informed the gray butterfly. Beautifly stared at her, agreeing with every word she mentioned. It was a few days. Three to be exact. She couldn't wait to win. Nothing is going to pull me down, she thought.

"Okay, so let's get started!" May cried, "Beautifly, use Silver Wind!"

"Beautifly!" it said, flapping its wings to release a silvery wind.

"Now use, String Shot!" May ordered. Beautifly followed May's orders and shot out a white string of a sticky silk from the top in a spiral move, making it look as if string was coming out of a silver tornado.

"Yes! It's going as planned!" May smiled at their work. Already, she felt she was winning the contest.

"Some appeal, May," said a familiar person. May turned only to find Drew standing under a tree with a usual smirk on his face. He took out his hand from his pocket and walked up to her. May folded her arms, displeased.

"Well hi to you too, Drew," May muttered in an angry tone, "Let me guess. You came to enter the contest too?"

"Maybe," he replied, "Maybe not."

"Either you're entering the contest or not, I'm going to win the ribbon," May said. Drew shook his head.

"For someone who isn't a great coordinator, you sure put pride in it," he added.

"What's that supposed to mean?" she cried, folding her arms, "I will win."

"Whatever you say," Drew said and placed his hand back into his pocket, taking out a couple of pink and blue cubes. May watched in confusion.

"You might need these then," he grabbed May's hand, placing the cubes onto her and hand closing it. May blushed red a little.

"What's this?" she said, looking at the cubes with a blank expression.

"Pokeblocks," he answered, looking at Beautifly, who looked back at him.

"Well then why are you giving them to me?" May wondered. Drew said nothing but replied with a shrug. He then began to walk away, acting as if he was bored and needed to entertain himself but farther away. May placed the Pokeblocks away in her Pokeblock case and back into her bag.

"Um, Drew," she called in a soft voice. Drew heard and looked back at her.

"Are you entering the contest or not?" she asked.

"I'm guessing," he answered and walked off. May watched him leave until he was no longer visible. She looked up at the afternoon sky. Mixed orange and brown, shined on the earth. The sun half way down, shone its rays, making shadows appear.

"Well Beautifly, looks like we got competition," she said, looking at Beautifly who blinked a couple of times, "So let's get to work!"

Night was approaching slowly. Which was enough time for Ash and Misty to continue browsing the streets of Orchardfield. But after walking for a few hours, both decided to eat dinner at a nearby restaurant. The place seemed good enough. Yellow walls shaped it up with 3 big wide windows on the left and on the right. Peach and white tables lined up in rows. At least 4 brown or hazel chairs spread around each table. The place wasn't full but it was enough to feel comfortable. Ash and Misty took a table by the corner of the restaurant. Ash sat across Misty, who sat across from him. Misty looked at the menu while Ash stared at the window besides them. Pikachu enjoyed itself with the ketchup bottle located at the center of the table. Misty looked up from the menu and stared at Ash.

"So how's the badges going?"

"Great!" Ash cried with determination. He took out the gray case that contained all the 8 badges he won.

"Wow," Misty said with amazement as she stared at the 8 metal badges. "So that means that you'll be entering the Mlinn Tournament."

"That's right!" Ash struck a winning pose, and I'll win for sure. I worked hard to win all of them and I'm not going to lose this time."

Misty gave him a smile. "That's great."

"Pika!" said the yellow mouse, smiling as well. Misty patted it on its head and turned back to Ash.

"Well, you do know I'm entering the Pokémon Contest. Right?"

Ash returned the case back into his pocket and looked up at Misty. "No way."

"Yes way," Misty confirmed. "I've been entering contests for a while and it seems great."

Ash didn't seem one bit happy about it. "Then that means you'll be against May. And Drew."

"You know Drew too?" Misty asked, un aware that Ash did know him.

"What do you mean?" Ash said, really unhappy. "Wait, then that must mean you know him? Green hair?"

"Well I just met him a few days ago," Misty admitted. "But he's really nice."

"Nice!" Ash cried. "I don't see how you find him nice."

Misty seemed confused. "Ash, what are you talking about?"

"Nothing," Ash said, backing up on his seat. "Just forget it."

"Okay, whatever," Misty muttered and turned to Pikachu. Both of them exchanged looks. Confused of why Ash seemed weird. On the other hand, Ash didn't seem to notice. He kept watching outside of the window, seeing people either walk to their homes or another shop.

"Hey! Aren't you May's little friend?" asked a voice that Ash recognized. He and Misty turned, only to find Harley walking up to them from the door.

"Harley?" Ash wondered in a rather bored tone. " What do you want?"

"Oh nothing," Harley giggled and say down next to him. Ash became a bit startled but kept it.

"Well today was great. Isn't it?" Harley then took notice of Misty. "And who's this wonderful girl?"

"That's Misty," Ash replied before Misty could introduced herself. She just smiled and nodded.

"Aw. That's just sweet," Harley exclaimed and looked down at Pikachu with a fake grin. But that even scared Pikachu.

"Where's May?" he added and pretended to look for her in the restaurant.

"I don't know," Ash replied, becoming bored by the second. A click came to Ash's head. "Oh great. I just remembered I have to find her!"

"Really?" Misty and Harley looked at him.

"Well isn't that sweet!" Harley cried and placed both of his hands on his face. "I didn't know you liked May?"

Ash paused for a second. "What?"

Harley looked back at him with an odd expression, "You know. You obviously care about her."

"Well of course I do care. After all, she is my friend," Ash folded his arms, yet confused. "Anyways I'll see you all later."

"But Ash," Misty said, knowing that they just came here and now Ash headed to the door and out. Misty, Harley and Pikachu blinked for a couple of seconds.

"Wow, your friend is dense at love," Harley confessed.

Misty shrugged, "Well that's Ash."

"It's been a while since Ash and May were gone," Max looked at the door in lobby. Both him and Brock sat there, waiting for Ash and May to come back. "I'm worried about them."

"Don't worry," Brock said, trying to cheer him up. "I'm sure they'll get here."

Before Max could say another word, Drew appeared after the automatic doors opened. With Roselia next to him, they headed upstairs. Roselia turned and saw Max and Brock watching them. Without telling Drew, it pretended to ignore them.

"Maybe Drew knows where May is," And with that, Max ran up to him.

"Hey, Drew," Max said, causing Drew turn to him with curiosity.

"Oh, hey." he said, placing a hand into his pocket.

"Do you know where May is?" Max asked in a forcing manner.

"Nope," Drew replied and began walking up the stairs. Max seemed quiet for a moment.

"How do you not know?" Max yelled. But Drew just kept walking up the stairs. Max still followed him. "I mean you're always stalking her!"

Drew stopped walking and looked back at Max with a face of denial.

"It's true too," Max stated, causing Drew to turn pink.

"Well then call me a stalker or whatever. But I think what you're saying is a lie," Drew said with his normal calm voice. "You know. Fake, not true."

"I know what you're saying!" Max cried and folded his arms with an angry face. Brock appeared from downstairs, staring at both boys with a stunned face.

"Well," Brock began, with Drew and Max turning to him. "Have you really seen May?"

Drew shrugged, "Well I have. But she's everywhere so—"

He stopped and walked off. Max and Brock watched him disappear in a room.

"I really don't like that guy," Max turned away.

"Well, you know him," Brock informed.

"Can't believe my sister likes that guy," Max said and walked down the stairs. Brock hesitated, confused of what Max said. But he decided not to say anything but follow him.

May walked through the empty streets of the city at night. A lot of people left home or back to the Pokémon Center. Most of the stores were closed already. The place was almost dark enough not to see. But May decided to head to the Pokeblock Shop. But she looked down at the flavored Pokeblocks that were in her hand. Why did Drew give them to me? May though. She felt liking feeding them to her Pokémon, but she wasn't sure if they were good enough for them.

"You might need these then." His words were into May's mind and she couldn't get rid of them when she looked down at them.

"This could be a trick!" May said, clutching her fists. "Or he probably thinking I can't make my own Pokeblocks. Well newsflash Drew! I can so make my own blocks and they do taste good!"

But May then denied the last words she had said. Her Pokeblocks weren't good to all of her Pokémon besides Munchlax. May sighed, disappointed. But that's why she was heading to Kelly. She stood in front of the shop, surprised that that it was still open with the lights showing off the place inside. May came closer and opened the door with caution.

"Kelly?"

The place seemed deserted. But everything was still there. A ceiling fan kept swinging around and around. May came in and closed the door. "Kelly?"

"Who is it?" cried a girl that appeared with berries in her hands. It was Kelly. "Oh hi May!"

Kelly went back into the room to place the berries away and returned back out the door. "What brings you here?"

"Oh I just though I would come here for—" May paused. "Um some help with Pokeblocks?"

"Sure no problem!" Kelly leaped into the air, scaring May a bit. "Grumpig, looks like we should get to work!"

With that said, she grabbed May's hand and dragged her into a room with white walls and a hard tan floor. No windows were there. A couple of tables stood there, holding a machine on each.

"Just make yourself at home, May," Kelly gave a grin to her and moved to a closet with multiple baskets filled with berries, held on shelves. She took a basket with pink berries.

"So what'll you need?" Kelly asked, placing a few berries into the machine and closed the round lid.

"Well, actually, I need some advice about making them. I mean I tried and tried, but none of the Pokémon like it except Munchlax. So I was thinking maybe you would help me and—" May was interrupted by Kelly placing her finger over May's lips.

"Relax," she stated. "You just need to work harder on them."

"But I did try. Harder and harder but nothing," May yelled. Kelly just shook her head. "Then you have to do the hardest you can ever do."

May looked down, ashamed at herself.

Kelly sighed, "But since you came all this way... let's get to work!"

"Grumpig!" cried the purple pig.

"That's awesome. Thank Kelly," May cried with joy.

"Hey, what are friends for," Kelly said and handed May a berry from the basket. Both of them took tries and turns at mixing the berries. They spent the rest of the night making a couple of Pokeblocks. With Kelly's advice May seems to get back her determination. Not sure of winning the contest anymore, but she didn't let all her rivalry remarks take control any longer.

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Yay. Now for chapter 4. >>