DAY 5: First times

First time worrying

"I almost got it!"

Brock, Pikachu and Misty all looked on worried when Ash was climbing a high tree to grab pokeball he accidentally somehow threw up there.

"Ash, get down!" Brock yelled. "I can use Onyx to grab it! Don't do it!"

"Don't! I got this!" Ash yelled.

Misty furrowed her eyebrows. This idiot boy...he was going to get himself...hurt.

Ash grabbed the pokeball, but his foot slipped.

They all gasped as Ash fell down from the tree. He fell from meters high into a bush.

"Ash!" Misty and Brock yelled and they ran towards him to see if he was okay.

"Are you hurt?" Brock helped him up.

"N-nah..." Ash looked at the pokeball in his hand. "I got charizard...plus, the bush broke my fall!"

"You idiot!" Misty suddenly screamed.

"What?" Ash said.

"You were almost dead! Don't you know how worried I was..."

"You were worried?" Ash quirked his eyebrow. "And here I thought you hated me."

"Just...shut up!"

Misty turned around and stomped away. Ash tilted his head.

What was her problem?

First time holding hands

Misty was nervous. And she normally wasn't.

But today was their first date. She and Ash had finally confessed to each other and today the teen both had some free time and decided to spend the day together.

They went to the amusement park. There they went on different rides and had fun like friends would...but now they weren't supposed to be friends anymore. According to Misty's research from the girl magazine, Ash should be head over heels by now.

And she had tried everything according to the rules. She tried to crack some jokes, which Ash found funny, fluttered with her eyes, which he didn't notice and tried to get him on one of the more romantic rides, which he refused.

They sat down on a bench after going on a rollercoaster.

Misty glanced down at his hand. Now she had to grab his hand as her last resort. If that didn't work, then it would all be in vain.

"I'm done..." Ash sighed. "Really, Mist, are there even any rides left?"

He saw how Misty was staring at his hand in a daze.

"Misty?"

Misty looked at him and smiled a little.

"Ah, right! Sorry, what were you saying?"

"I was...are you okay?"

Misty nodded. "Yeah, sorry for dozing off."

"No problem."

Ash grabbed her hand. Misty gasped and a blush covered her cheeks. She looked at Ash who blushed as well.

"Is there any ride you want to go on again?" He asked, acting as if this was the most normal thing for him to do.

"No...how about we go grab something to eat? Or...maybe you can let go of my hand?"

Ash blinked and stared at her. "You don't like it?"

"No...it's..." Misty gave his hand a squeeze. "...just that I like it a bit too much. Plus, this is so unlike you!"

"What?! I can be romantic!"

"Really?" Misty rolled her eyes. "Because I have been giving you signals the entire time!"

"So that's why you were being weird."

"Weird?"

"Yeah." Ash said. "Besides the good jokes, you were smiling and blinking really weird. I was about to take you to a hospital."

"Then...why did you grab my hand?" Misty asked.

"I might have read it somewhere. Plus, I like you, so I'm allowed to hold your hand!"

Misty laughed. "Of course!"

Ash laughed too. "Good! Then, let's eat!"

"Is that all you can think about?"

"Not only."

Ash blushed and looked at her with a loving gaze. A gaze that told Misty that everything was going to be fine with their relationship.

First time for 'it'

(A little bit nsfw, if you're uncomfortable, just skip this part)

Their lips crashed against each other. They fell down onto the mattress with a loud thud.

Misty moaned as Ash kissed her neck. After a few years of dating she was finally ready. Yes, she was already 19 and she would have wanted to do it earlier, but there was never a right time. Plus, Ash was gone for at least a year, traveling again.

"Misty..." Ash breathed out. His hand moved down and Misty moaned a little again.

"Ash..." She whispered. "You know that this is my first time..."

Ash stopped kissing her neck. He looked at her with a grin. Misty felt her heart explode from the way he always smiled at her. Ash put his hand against her and gently rubbed it.

"Don't worry. It's my first time too."

First time proposing

"Will you marry me?"

It was a cold and stormy night. After a day at the beach, Ash and Misty went back home when it started to rain. However, they managed to get lost and had to take shelter in a nearby cave.

"Excuse me?" Misty said. It was as if she just heard Ash ask if she wanted to marry him.

Ash pulled something out of his bag. It was a small wooden box. He opened it up to reveal a bright, shining ring.

He went down on one knee and said, this time more loudly; "Will you marry me, Misty Waterflower?"

"Ash..."

"I wanted to do it on the beach, but the weather kinda ruined it for me."

"Does it matter? Even if you asked me at the end of the world, you should know my answer."

Ash stood up. "And that is...?"

"Yes. A thousand times, yes."

"Really?! Yes!"

Ash grabbed her waist and twirled her around. Misty laughed.

They kissed and kissed and stopped when Ash reminded himself that he had to put the ring on her finger.

And that's how they got engaged in a cave. Unlike most people.

First time pregnant

Misty groaned.

She had a beergut. That was it. Her once toned body now had a huge gut. And all because her husband couldn't keep it in his pants.

Okay, it wasn't his fault.

But, did she want children?!

Yes.

Okay, but...

"Misty!"

Ash walked into the living room. He was holding two bags from the snackbar. His hair was a mess and with the new beard he looked a bit older than he was.

Misty looked away from the tv. She sat up from the couch and rubbed her back.

"With extra fries?" Misty asked Ash.

Ash nodded. "Yep. Just like you asked. Oh and I made sure to ask the neighbours to keep the noise down, I got Casey to help out at the gym, cleaned the pools, took Gyarados out to the lake where he had his fun and I updated your computer! Oh and..."

Misty gave him a sudden, but sweet kiss.

She pulled away with a blush on her face. "Where would I be without you?"

"Single."

"Oh ha-ha." Misty rolled her eyes. "But really...thank you. I love you."

"I love you too."

First time falling in love

"Oh! Oh! Hey, I got a bite! Oh, wow, I really think this could really be a big one!"

It was a nice day. Misty Waterflower had just embarked on her adventure to become a water pokemon master! She was going to show her sister that she was talented too!

She was out fishing. At first nothing much happened, as it was very lonely and quiet, but suddenly she got something. So she pulled her line back, hoping to catch something big. But instead it was a boy and his Pikachu.

"Nah, it's just a kid. Oh and a Pokémon. Oh, are you ok?"

Misty jumped down and looked at the pokemon in the boy's arms. It looked badly injured.

"Yeah, I'm ok." The boy said.

"Not you!"

Misty gave him a slap. The boy wanted to respond, but before he could complain Misty talked further.

"Look what you done to that poor little thing. Is it breathing?"

The boy nodded slowly. "I, I... I think so."

Misty looked at the boy. He had raven black hair and brown eyes. He seemed genuinely worried for his Pikachu. Maybe he was a good guy after all...but was what it that Daisy always said? Good guys finish last or something?

Whatever.

Misty sighed and said: "Well, just dont sit there, it need a doctor right away. There's a medical center not to far from here. You've got to get moving now!"

"You mean a hospital?"

Misty rolled her eyes. "Yes, for Pokémon."

"Ok, can you tell me, which way do I go?"

Misty pointed down the bike road. She knew the nearest center because one day ago she had just cycled past it on her brand new bike.

"That way." Misty said.

The boy suddenly looked over his shoulder and back. His eyes were frantic.

"They're coming back! Run!"

They?

Misty wanted to ask him, but the boy ran to her bike, put his Pikachu in the bike's basket and jumped on.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Misty yelled.

"I'm borrowing this!"

"Wait, hey, that's my bike!"

The boy looked over his shoulder as he started to cycle away and yelled: "I'll give it back someday!"

Misty planted her hands on her hips.

"Oh you..."

She smiled a little. She didn't knew why, but her heart was pounding a bit faster than usual. That boy was a whole lot different than the boys from her old school. He was quick thinking and a lot more arrogant.

Maybe this journey wouldn't be so lonely.