Hey everyone! Here is chapter 5! Sorry it's a little late, and a little short, but I hope you all still enjoy!

Misty looked like she wasn't sure what to do or what to say, and I really didn't think the question was so complicated. How do you see me? Nice? Weird? (Though that was a given) Like a best friend? A little more…?

I noticed her look down and away from me, so I smiled reassuringly and put my hand on hers.

"You can tell me anything, Misty. We're best friends."

I guess I didn't help reassure her much, because her head shot up and she started staring at me with wide eyes and her mouth hanging open like a Gyarados. (I was going to tell her that, but decided that would probably make her angry) I quickly took my hand away and noted not to do that again.

She was back to looking down and sad again, and I almost put my hand back on hers, because I would rather her look at me all shocked then all sad, but she pulled it away and started ringing it together with her other hand.

"Oh Ash…I…" She bit her lip and glanced back at me, but sighed and looked away once again, defeated, "I think we should be getting to bed."

This time, it was my turn to look away, "Oh. Yeah, I guess it is getting pretty late, huh?"

She nodded, "Yeah."

We started trying to get comfortable; I tried using my hat as a pillow, it didn't help much, but it was better then nothing. I thought I should offer it to Misty to use, but when I looked over, she was already using my jacket as a half pillow half blanket and was settled with her back to me.

"Misty?"

"Yes Ash?"

"…Is how you see me…good?"

She paused for a few moments, "Yes Ash. It's very good."

I smiled and settled with my back to her myself, "I'm really glad to hear that," finding a comfortable position, I closed my eyes and let sleep take me, "Goodnight, Misty."

"Goodnight Ash. Sweet dreams."

By the time I woke up the next morning, Misty was already awake, munching slowly on the other granola bar. She looked deep n thought, but when she saw me stirring, she smiled widely.

"Morning, sleepy head! Here," she handed me the other half, "have some breakfast!"

"Thanks," I took it and gulped it down, much to Misty's disgust, and sat down next to her, stretching, "What time is it?"

She shrugged, "I'm not sure, not too late though. I would guess maybe seven, eight o'clock at the latest."

I nodded. I guessed we weren't going to talk about the night before at all, and I figured that was for the best. I didn't want to chance saying the wrong thing, and being stuck on this roof for who knows show long with Misty being upset with me again. If she wanted to talk about it, I would let her bring it up.

I put my arms behind my head and leaned back, "You think Brock is gonna come get us down today?"

"Ugh, I sure hope so. I don't see how even Brock, in good conscience, could let us stay up here any longer."

"Maybe if we tell him we're out of food he'll feel pity on us?"

Misty giggled, "Or at least being us something to eat!" She closed her eyes blissfully; "Your mom was going to make cookies today. That sounds absolutely magnificent!"

That reminded me, "I wonder what he could have told Mom?" I contemplated out loud, "Where could he possibly tell her that you and I have been all night?"

She shrugged, "I don't know. Brock is way too clever like that."

I nodded, "I mean," I chuckled, "the only person we both even know who is still in Pallet Town right now is-"

"Well, well, well! Look what mess Ashy-boy has gotten himself in this time?!"

"…Gary."

Great.

Haha! Now we're throwing Gary into the mix! Should be fun, Gary is always a fun time.

I start work in July, so I'm going to cross my fingers and hopefully get as much finished before then that I can!

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