Disclaimer: I currently do not own Pokémon, nor to any of my relatives (that I know of).
AN: I know it has been a while since I last updated, I got caught up with some school work I've been missing. And my creative juices have been overflowing, to many ideas has spilled out of my mind, none of them really relevant to this particular fic.
On With the Story…
Chapter 2 – "Get a Room"
May and Max entered the now empty lobby.
May glanced around, "Wow, where is everyone?"
"Must be really late," Max deduced, "Everyone must be asleep."
Brock trudged in slowly behind them, bearing and assortment of packages and bags, "I thought they paid people to do this job," he muttered darkly.
Max turned to him, "What was that?"
"I said, 'we should find out where Ash is…"
"Why don't you ask the receptionist?" suggested May.
Brock glanced at the desk discarded his parcels, "Good idea!"
"No Brock, WAIT!" Max realized his sister's error but it was too late.
But he was well into his pick-up line, "Good eve to ye miss. What is such a beautiful woman, such as yourself, doing behind a desk?" he took her hand, "Please allow me to assist you on this long lonely nigh...OW! Le-go!"
Someone grabbed Brock by the ear, saving the girl form further despair.
"Isn't enough that she has to work the night shift?"
"OW! OKAY! You can let go now Misty."
Max and May placed their purchases on the cart and rushed over.
"Misty!" May exclaimed.
"Hi May," Misty replied, still holding onto Brock's ear.
"Let me take that for you."
"Why thank you Max," she passed the ear to the aspiring trainer
Brock continued to sulk, "Why do I even have ears? All they've caused me is constant pain…"
May turned to face the gym leader, "I was wondering when we would bump into you."
"You knew I was coming?"
"Kinda."
"You knew she was coming?" Ash piped in.
"Well it is a 'Water Pokémon' festival after all," informed Max, finally letting go of Brock
Ash turned to his raveling companions respectively, "You ALL knew she was coming."
They nodded slowly.
"And why didn't you tell me?"
"We thought you knew what the festival was for," said Brock.
"First time I heard of it," Ash said as a mater of factually.
"We were going to tell you earlier, we saw a flyer in the last town while you were buying supplies," Max explained.
"We must've forgotten to mention it when you got back," May said sheepishly.
All the while Ash's face was growing redder with anger.
"Ahem…" they turned to the receptionist, "Excuse me, but you're going to have to vacate the lobby now, we're about to turn out the lights, good night," She gave a small bow and returned to the back room.
Max scowled, "Where's our room?"
"Well…" Ash placed his hand behind his head, "There weren't any rooms available when I got here."
"So we don't have a place to sleep tonight?" said Brock, dejectedly.
"No, you'll be staying with me and my sisters; my suite is more than large enough for all of us."
"Really? Kind of like a sleep over?" asked May excitedly.
"Yes, but," yawns, "we actually sleep," Max said.
Brock yawns, "I'm with Max, we should all get some sleep."
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Misty's sisters were already asleep, leaving 2 of the 5 other rooms vacant.
Ash rushed to the one of the rooms, "I call this one!"
"Oh no you don't!" hissed the girls.
"You should really let us have the rooms Ash," suggested May.
"Yeah, plus there would be a lot less arguments in the morning," added Brock thoughtfully.
"But…" as Ash was coming up with excuses, the girls silently slipped into the rooms and made themselves comfortable, "…so HA!"
"Alright… if you can get to it before they do," Brock conceded, he turned to the couch.
"Great! Mist, we go on three, 1… 2… huh? Where are they?"
"Inside already," Max informed, as he jumped onto the loveseat.
"Where will I sleep?"
Max and Brock pointed to the floor.
"Thanks a lot…"
Sorry for the really long delay. But as soon as your reading this I'm working on the next chapter (if i don't loose comp privilages)
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