Voilà! Here is chapter 5! Thanks to everyone who reviewed; this is for you!

~Misty's POV~

That was really nice, actually! I stretch, and smile as the first thing I see is the ocean. The sand is a lot more comfortable than I would have thought! Then I turn, and my smile widens as I see Ash. "Morning, Ash," I say.

He turns around to me and smiles back. "How'd ya sleep?"

"Great! I-" Then I get another look at him. His face is pale, and though he is clearly happy (as always) there are dark shadows underneath his eyes, and it's almost like he's swaying on his feet. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine." He yawns.

"Did you not sleep well?"

"Oh, no; the sand was really soft," he tells me, and I can tell he's not giving me the right answer. But I don't really need to push him for it, so instead I rub my eyes and sit up completely.

"Well, then. I guess we should find some food, huh?" His tired eyes light up at the mention of food, just as I suspected. "Let's go!"

~Ash's POV~

I don't want her to worry about me; that's why I don't answer her correctly when she asks, even though I'm totally drained. Besides, she seems preoccupied with finding food; that's something I can agree on! We decide not to split up, because that's when bad things always happen in stories.

This island is weird, though. It seems pretty big, especially for a deserted heap of land in the middle of the ocean. There are a bunch of huge rocks separating us from the other side of the island, and we can't see over it, but it doesn't seem like there's anything there. I try to climb over the rocks, and fall right off, almost knocking into Misty! We both try again and again, but we just can't get up the rock wall.

So instead, we will use the sea and sand as our shelter.

~Paul's POV~

I never, never thought I'd ever say this in my ENTIRE life. But I will: I am so embarrassed. I can't believe I fell asleep. That is the absolutely stupidest thing I have ever done. Fallen asleep, when I ought to have been watching out for May. Or anyone else. Stupid!

She's assured me that it's alright so many times, but really. Really? For one of the most important parts, we have no way of knowing what time it is. Absolutely none, because May didn't pay attention. It wasn't her fault; it was my fault for falling asleep and ruining it. We have to wait for at least ten hours until the sun MIGHT be SOMEWHAT close to setting. That's a horrible estimation, a horrible thing to depend on. And for all we know, we might not make it until then. The sun is bright and hot though, and feels so nice after that cold last night; we're both in the water, making use of the sun while we have it.

"Paul..."

"What." Can she not see that I'm not in the mood?

"I...I...never mind." I think I scared her. Whatever; not my problem. There's silence now; the only sound is the lapping of the waves and the cry of a Wingull overhead-

I jerk my head up, eyes scanning for the Pokémon. There! It's flying to my left. I point it out to May. "We have to follow that Pokémon. It's got to be flying somewhere." She nods and starts to kick off. Finally, we might be getting somewhere.

~Dawn's POV~

Oh...my...goodness. I'm panting, and lying on my back. That has to be the most exhausting thing I have ever done. The thing is, our trunk had no way for us to be on it and swim at the same time. Plus, you know, I'm not exactly a good swimmer. So what we did was, I took off my scarf and boots, tied them to the top of the trunk, and both Drew and I jumped off and started to swim, pushing the trunk with us. I wanted to ditch the thing, but Drew told me not to. Anyway, swimming the mile or so AGAINST THE CURRENT was like the hardest thing in the world. I've hardly ever swum before, so on top of pushing the trunk and swimming himself, Drew had to teach me too!

And I thought I was tired!

Anyway, we swam all yesterday. When the sun set and my limbs aching, Drew told me to keep going. Seriously? Is he absolutely crazy? But I did as he said, and we pushed on until I couldn't even see his face. We both slept for a good while, our heads right above the trunk, awkwardly draped over it.

But we've made it! It's the next morning, and we have just swum a lot faster. To make matters even worse, Drew actually fell off the trunk while we were swimming, and bonked his head. He wasn't knocked out or anything, but that means he was forced to grit his teeth and keep going. Without him, we both know it would have taken a lot longer for me alone to try.

"Hey," he says suddenly, though his breathing is ragged.

"Hey," I reply.

"I can't believe...we're actually...alive!" he gasps. I know exactly what he means.

"We're alive!" I repeat, and he says it again after me. We burst into laughter. I have absolutely no clue what's so very funny, but I can't stop laughing. For some reason, it's just like I absolutely have to. He laughs along with me. I think it's relief.

"Why...why the heck are we laughing?" he asks me.

"I have no idea!" I choke out, and we just look at each other. But seeing his - precious, May says - hair wet and dripping and his skin pale sets me off again. He does too; I know I look worse with m long hair. It takes us a long time to stop laughing. Never mind; I doubt it's relief; I think we're crazy from no food or water (and hardly any sleep, at that) coupled with the fact that we just got BLOWN UP that is throwing us off. I relay this to Drew, who nods.

We just lay panting for a long while, until finally Drew speaks up again. With two words, he manages to sum up exactly what I'm thinking: "This sucks."

"Oh, absolutely. Stuck on an island with no food, water, shelter, Pokémon, or any idea of where we are."

I groan. "This was not what I was asking for when I got on a cruise ship!"

~Drew's POV~

Well, besides being exhausted, hurt, and likely crazy, there's a good dose of confusion and awkwardness. Like, from Dawn. I know it's a wild assumption to make, but when a girl is blushing after you've just saved her life and her head was resting on your shoulder? I'm not saying I don't like her at alll, or that I like her like THAT - c'mon, I haven't even known her for a week! Barely two days, at that! So, it's just awkward.

Honestly, it is. She's acting normally now, and I really think she'd be a great - no, fantastic - friend, and trust me, I don't have many. But I don't want to give the wrong message...It's a real head-scratcher.

Anyway, we've just gotten up and are examining the island from the edge that we landed on. It's large, and there are trees! Not very tall or large (or many of them at that) but they're trees.

~Dawn's POV~

"This is good. Where there are plants, there is food. And where there is food, there is water," Drew tells me, and I put my hands on my hips. "Yes, I am aware of that, Drew."

He rolls his eyes. "Whatever. Just saying, because we haven't eaten or drank in nearly a day, so..."

"Well, then! Let's see what kind of food there is-"

"Not yet."

"Why not? I thought you said you were hungry!"

"And if there are wild Pokémon that live on this island?" I grumble at that. Whatever yourself, Drew; I'm hungry!

~May's POV~

Paul has been beating himself up about falling asleep all day! Sure it's all silent, but still, I wish he wouldn't feel so badly about it; it was the best thing for both of us for him to get some rest. I try to tell him this, but he doesn't seem to listen - or want to listen. I sigh out loud. We've been chasing that Wingull for at least four hours, probably more, and my legs are tired of kicking. But the Pokémon is still going! Honestly; this is so...ugh. This is NOT the relaxing cruise ship ride Drew and I were promised, let me tell you that!

Ooh...and there's our Drew-and-Dawn-problem...Wow, seems like everyone's on a different place, huh? Some PokéShipping from Ash's part on the island, safe...And Paul and May? Are they on a wild goose chase? (Or should that be a wild Wingull-chase?)

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