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"Everything. That's what Misty was to Ash. Everything. Sure, "everything" stretched to include Pikachu; his friends; his mom, even. But that day, Misty was all that Ash saw. In her beautiful, pristine white, mermaid-style gown and blue-tinted veil. Ash had had enough money to replace her bike long before viridian city. He just didn't want her to leave. In the beginning, she was just a crazy girl following him around and yelling profanities at him. But as time passed, they got to know each other. Traveling partners became friends. Friends became best friends. Best Friends became girlfriend/boyfriend. Couple became engaged, and then they were married. Now, years later, they have two darling children, both soon-to-be Pokémon trainers themselves-"
"Hey, that's us!" a little boy's voice cried out. A tall man with tanned skin smiled at the boy.
"That's right. You and your little sister," Brock said.
"Awesome!" the eight-year-old cried, hugging his seven-year-old sister. Another man, not quite as tall, appeared with a pikachu on his shoulder.
"Did you thank Uncle Brock for the story, guys?" he asked, kneeling down to ruffle up his son's bright orange hair.
"Thank you, Uncle Brock," the boy said, and let go of his raven-haired sister to hug Brock, his aquamarine eyes shining.
"Sure thing," Brock chuckled, and nodded to a woman who had just entered the living room with them. "Hey, Misty. When did you get back?"
"Just a few minutes ago. Hi, kids!" She knelt down, and wrapped her arms around her two children who had run up to her.
"Mommy! Uncle Brock told us a story!" the little girl told her.
"Oh, did he now?" Misty smiled at Brock and mouthed, "thank you." She stood up, shaking back her own orange hair and kissed her husband's cheek.
"Hey, Mist," said husband greeted. "How was the battle?"
"Easy," she winked. "No, he beat Azumarill with some sort of Kalos/Unova grass-type. But hey, he was on his last Pokémon too."
Ash nodded. It was part of a gym leader's job to accept defeat.
"Well, I should be heading off now," Brock said regretfully.
"Are you sure you can't stay?" Misty asked, and picked up her seven-year-old daughter. "I'll put the kiddies to bed, and we can talk for a little while longer."
Brock smiled. "Alright. Maybe I CAN stay a while."
"Goodnight, Uncle Brock!" Ash and Misty's son called as he walked next to his mother. Brock waved to the yawning boy, as the little girl fell asleep on her mother's shoulder. As Brock excused himself to grab his water bottle, Ash smiled. On the first day of his journey, Pikachu was everything to the ten-year-old. On his wedding day, Misty was added to "Everything." On his children's entrances to the world, they were everything he had imagined and better. His family. That was his world, his everything.
Aw, PokéShipping! Cute. Yay for Uncle Brock!
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