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Ash: Misty

Misty: May

Brock: Harley

May: Paul

Drew: Brock

Dawn: Ash

Paul: Dawn

Harley: Drew

Paul and Ash were headed to the mall when Paul suddenly stopped walking.

"What did I just do…?" he said in his normal voice.

"You acted like Dawn!" Ash replied with a huge smile.

"No. I acted like an annoying, mental three year old who's sugar high."

"Is that supposed to be an insult to Dawn? Because if it is… I'll… whack you with my mallet!" Ash shouted in excitement and then quickly frowned. "Wait, I don't have a mallet. I've got to find Misty so I can use her mallet! I'll meet you at the mall, Paul!"

Ash ran off to find Misty while Paul just stood around with his hands in his pockets.

"How troublesome. I don't need to act like anyone. No one's around anyways," Paul muttered to himself.

"Hey, Paul!" came a voice from behind him; it was Harley.

Great! He just had to appear here! Paul thought as he turned to leave.

"I don't see you acting at all like Dawn," Harley stated and then swished his long purple hair. (A/N: Since he can't really flick it)

"Well, I'm going to the mall, so bye!" Paul said in a higher voice and then ran off.

"Those were some really good noodles," said Misty as she rubbed her stomach.

"Yeah, but I'm still hungry," Dawn pouted.

"Ash isn't hungry all the time."

"Yes he is! All he ever thinks about is food!"

"He thinks about Pokémon too! Food is second to Pokémon!"

"How would you know? !"

"Because I've traveled with Ash longer than you have!" Misty roared at Dawn.

"Well, I've travelled with him more recently! And I know that he's always hungry!"

"But Ash—"

"Why are you two fighting?" Drew asked, walking up to them.

"No reason," Misty quickly replied.

"Ok. Have you two seen May?"

"I'm May."

Drew rolled his eyes. "I meant the real May."

"She's probably just wandering in circles like what Paul always does," Dawn suggested.

"Oh, then it shouldn't be too hard to find her."

"You're not acting at all like Brock," stated Misty.

"Brock is a weird guy. If he's not cooking or saying smart things, he's off flirting with girls, and I don't wanna do that," said Drew as he put a hand up to his hair. He quickly realized what he was doing and put his hand down again.

"Why don't you want to do that?" Dawn asked.

Drew glared at Dawn, wondering why she, out of all people, didn't understand what he was trying to say. And then, he saw her name tag and remembered that Ash was clueless when it came to girls and romance.

"Never mind," he smirked and then turned so that his back faced the two girls. "You know, this whole idea of Brock's isn't working out too well. If this is how it's going to keep up, Slateport City will be destroyed before we know it," he stated before walking off.

The two girls grimaced; Drew was right, but they were trying their very best.

"Drew!" Misty yelled out and then ran up to him.

"Actually, it's Brock. But what is it?" Drew replied back.

"My name is May and I like to argue with you!" Misty said angrily. She hoped that was how May acted. She didn't want Slateport City to explode because they couldn't act like their own friends.

"That's a bit over-doing it, and plus I'm not even Drew. If you want to argue with Drew, go and find Harley," Drew smirked and then walked passed Misty.

Dawn, who was still standing nearby, gave a nervous laugh and then scooted away from them. "I'm gonna go…" she said slowly.

"Oh no you aren't!" shouted Misty. Dawn froze in her steps and continued to watch Misty try to start an argument with Drew.

"Why won't you argue with me? !" Misty yelled out to Drew.

"I told you. I'm Brock. Oh, is that a lovely girl I see?" Drew stated.

Misty clenched her fists. "GRASSHEAD!"

Drew's whole body stiffened, and he slowly turned around to face Misty. He could see a small smile coming across her face.

"May doesn't call me grasshead," he said slowly.

"Well, she should. It suits you," Misty retorted and crossed her arms.

"Carrothead," Drew countered.

"What? ! May doesn't have orange hair!"

"But you do."

"Shut up, grasshead!"

"I wouldn't be talking, carrothead! Your hair is so orange. It's not even a blond orange; it's pure orange!" Drew shouted, as he walked up to Misty.

"At least it's not green like yours! I mean, who has green hair? ! It reminds me of a Politoed! And grass!" Misty screamed out, marching up to Drew.

"It's better than yours! Your hair is messed up! It's sticking out completely to the side! How strange," Drew remarked and then flicked his hair, forgetting that he was supposed to act like Brock.

"It's better than having a mop on my head!"

Dawn, all the while, was starting to freak out and slowly made her way out of the little argument, which looked like it was turning more into a fight now. She didn't take more than five steps before she ran into someone knocking her to the ground.

"Ow…" she muttered quietly and then looked up to see who she had bumped into. "May! It's you!"

"Leave me alone," May stated and then walked toward Drew and Misty. Dawn quickly got to her feet and shouted after May, "I wouldn't go by them if I were you. They're kinda… arguing…"

May didn't listen to Dawn's warning and marched right up to them.

"Your clothes don't even match, Drew!" Misty screamed right in front of Drew's face.

"You're in my way," May said nonchalantly as she went in between them and pushed them both off to the side.

Drew smirked and crossed his arms. "So there you are."

"What do you want?"

"May, I don't see how you can put up with Drew! He's so annoying!" Misty screamed and then stormed off.

"Wait! Misty!" Dawn yelled and grabbed her before she could go off any farther.

"This is pointless now! I don't want to do this anymore!"

"I agree with Misty," Drew stated, nodding his head.

"Hey look, you two finally agreed on something," Dawn pointed out

"But we can't just stop…" May started, but froze as she noticed that someone tall and mysterious was standing beside her. She turned her head to see Harley with a bright red rose in front of his face.

"Harley? !" May yelled in surprise.

"Hmph. Here," he said throwing her the rose. "Now, don't get the wrong idea. You and everyone else may think it's for you, but it's really not. It's for your Beautifly." He swished out his long hair again and then smirked. "I only say that because I can't think of any other good reasons so I can give you a rose."

Drew growled at his words. He noticed Harley glaring at him and turned to face the other way.

"I don't… like flowers," May replied and threw the rose onto the ground, surprising Harley. Then, he remembered that May was acting like Paul and that Misty was the one who was acting like May. He ran up to Misty and handed her a red rose.

"Here, for your Beautifly," he said with a wink that only May and Dawn could see.

Misty violently took the rose from Harley's hand and sniffed it. "Thanks, Drew, but you know I'm not even carrying my Beautifly around with me at the moment."

"Oh, well doesn't that tell you something?" Harley said, ending in a high pitched voice and then looked over at Drew and May who were both lightly blushing.

"What does that tell her?" Dawn asked, trying to look as confused as possible.

"You'll understand when you're older," Misty said playfully.

"Misty! Hey Misty! Can I borrow your mallet?" Ash shouted as he ran toward the rest of the group.

"Go ahead."

"Great!" Misty handed Ash her mallet and Ash immediately whacked Harley on the head, making him go unconscious. Everyone stared at him as he fell to the ground and then gathered around in a small circle.

"Sorry, but are any of you guys getting tired of this too?" Ash said crossing his arms. Everyone nodded in agreement. "We should stop now, because I don't think I can handle being Misty any longer," he added with a sigh.

"Yeah, I don't really like being May. Drew is way too… ugh," Misty said with a shudder. Drew raised his eyebrows at Misty and then settled himself, for he understood how hard it was to act like someone else too.

"Where's Paul and Brock?" asked Dawn.

"Here," came a low voice. Everyone turned to find Paul coming toward them dragging Brock behind him. "I found him at the mall trying to shoplift."

"Ok, I admit that this all sounded a lot better in my mind," Brock stated.

"So can we stop now?" asked Misty.

"Yeah. I officially end it!"

"What? ! So I had to act like a happy little troublesome girl for nothing? !" Paul exclaimed.

"Pretty much! Isn't that awesome? !" Dawn squealed.

"No."

"You guys are ending it already? !" came Harley's voice. He got to his feet in an instant and pulled out what looked almost like a joystick in his hand, but there was a red button on top of it. "You know what this means!"

"No!" everyone screamed, well everyone except for Paul who already started walking away. Before anyone could stop him, Harley pushed the red button. Everyone shut their eyes tightly while placing their hands over their ears, bracing themselves for the worst. They waited for about a few seconds before slowly opening their eyes again, only to discover that the whole place was full of colorful confetti. It was falling from all over the sky and quickly filled up the streets.

"Umm, I thought you said Slateport City would be destroyed?" Brock asked in confusion.

"Yeah!" Harley responded. "Destroyed by confetti!"

The entire group sweat dropped and walked away from Harley who was enjoying all the confetti in the air.

"That was really weird…" Ash stated.

"Well, the good part is that no one got hurt," Misty said, trying to cheer everyone up.

May sighed, "I think it's time we go get our Pokémon back from the Pokémon Center, Drew."

"I'm with ya," Drew agreed and followed May back to the Pokémon Center.

A/N: Yeah, the idea sounded better in my head haha XD Sorry it turned out so lame, but it was just a little something for fun! I couldn't think of any more things to add in and there was a bit too much characters; it started getting a bit repetitive D: so yeah the end.