Sorry this chapter is a little late, my mom broker her hip last Sunday so I was taking care of her all week and just found time to work on this now! Hope you enjoy though!

"Ash?! Where are you?!"

"Up here, Brock! On the roof!"

"The roof?"

"Brock?! Is that you?!" Misty was suddenly at my side, squinting into the darkness below us, "You have no idea how glad I am to hear your voice!"

"Misty? Are you up there too?" Brock was understandably confused, I knew this because suddenly he was shining some bright light up in our eyes, and he had a very perplexed look on his face. "Oh yeah, there you are. Hey guys!"

"Brock!" Misty lit up, though I wasn't sure if it was because she was happy to see him or that he was shining a ridiculously bright flashlight in her face, "I'm so glad you came looking for us! Quick, get the ladder!"

Brock didn't move, though. Even with the light he was still hard to see clearly, but I saw a hand go to his head to give it a confused scratch, "Why the heck are you guys on the roof?"

"It's a long story," I sighed, "The ladder should be over in the Professor's supply shed, it shouldn't be locked, but if it is, there's a spare key behind the bush!"

"How do you know that?" Misty asked.

I shrugged, "Gary and I played around here a lot when we were kids."

"So let me get this straight…" I wasn't sure, but I think Brock was grinning. Brock grinning was bad. "You two left to go help the professor with chores, and somehow, thanks to a series of undisclosed circumstances, you ended up stuck on the lab roof."

Misty and I nodded.

Oh yeah, even being far away and in the dark, I could tell Brock was definitely grinning now, "That is hysterical!"

"It is not!" Misty fumed, grabbing a pebble and chucking it down at him, "You get us down from here right now!"

Brock quickly dodged the pebble and continued grinning up at us, "You know, I don't know if I want to do that."

"What?!" Misty shrieked.

"Brooock! This isn't funny!" Brock wouldn't just leave us up here, would he? No. Brock had a mean side, but he wasn't that mean.

"I don't know, Ash. I think this is quite funny!"

Or maybe he was.

"Brock!" Misty was absolutely steaming, I could feel the heat her face was giving off, "You will get that ladder and get us down from here or so help me, Ho-oh, I will kill you!"

"You know, telling him you're going to kill him probably won't encourage him to help us down…"

"I don't care!" She turned back down to Brock who was still grinning back up at us with that stupid grin, "Brock, I'm serious! Stop joking around and get us down!"

Brock just kept on grinning, so I knew any argument was worthless, "Nah, I think I'll let you guys just hang out there until tomorrow. It'll be good for you!"

Suddenly, Misty was chucking things down at him. Sticks, pebbles, broken shingles, anything she could find went flying down from the roof in Brock's direction. Of course, Brock was able to get quickly away, laughing the whole way back to my house.

My warm, sheltered, lovely house.

"Can you believe him?!" Misty exclaimed, pointing in the direction of Brock's laughing, retreating silhouette, "I can't believe him!"

I simply shook my head; I could believe him. Brock was usually Mr. Nice Guy, but he also could be evil if he wanted, and this gave him a golden opportunity, "I wonder if he'll ever come back."

"If he knows what's good for him he wont, because I'm going to murder him!" She sat back down next to me with a huff, "You can even testify against me in court, I don't even care, it would be worth it."

I chuckled to myself a little. Not gonna lie, it was nice having Misty's anger not directed at me for a change, "Nah, I'll say it was self defense or something. Jerk deserves it for leaving us up here."

We sat quietly for a while as Misty cooled off and I watched some of the Zubats circling the area looking for something to eat. It was actually pretty peaceful, until all of a sudden, Misty let out an aggravated sigh, "What's wrong, Misty?" I asked.

She looked away sheepishly, "I have to go to the bathroom."

I felt my face blush a little, so I hastily looked away from her, "Oh, well…um…heh."

She rolled her eyes, "Yeah, I know."

This was so embarrassing, and I didn't even know why, "You could just…go." I gestured to the edge of the roof.

"Right. Easier said then done, Mr. I-have-a-Y-chromosome."

I wasn't sure what a chromosome was, or why me apparently having a Y one had anything to do with anything, so I shrugged, "Well, I don't know what else you could do."

She let out another long sigh, "I am going to kill Brock."

There you have it! Sorry it's so short and lacked a lot of romance, but I'm working on it, I promise! Don't forget to review! I love to get reviews, or else I don't think anyone is actually reading! Haha! Have a great day!