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ALSO: For you picky people out there. I am well aware my time zone changes don't work. I have one thing to say to those of you who would make a big to-do of it. It may sound rude, but I will say it; Deal with it.

Now. Onto the story!

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"Ash… Please… Don't leave me again." There were tears in Misty's' eyes as she held his shoulders, looking up into his eyes. Ash smiled and closed his eyes before pulling Misty into a close hug.

"Misty," he whispered into her ear. "I could never leave you. I love you too much."

Misty gasped in shock, hearing the words she had longed to hear for so long. Then, she started to cry. "Oh, Ash." She pulled back and took his head in her hands. Misty pulled his head down, and –

Beep, beep, beep! Misty sat up in bed as her alarm clock went off. Her hair was loose, reaching down her back. Her tank top was sweaty, and her heart racing. Groaning, she reached out and hit the button that turned off the alarm. She hated it when dreams ended right before the best part.

Throwing back the covers, Misty sat up in bed. Stretching, she remembered the last bit of her dream, lingering on the end, and daydreaming where it would go from there. She smiled languorously before standing up. Yes, it would go just like that. She turned around again to look at the clocks display. Time for her morning swim. Letting her mind wander along the pleasant tangent, Misty changed out of her tank top and shorts into her blue one piece. She wanted to save her bikinis for when Ash came.

Misty went through the routine by reflex, not really thinking about what she was doing. It almost seemed like fate had decided to bring Ash and her together at last. Why else would he be coming here? And on such short notice too. Although, she did wish Ash would call again. She wanted to talk to him. It had been so long, Misty had almost forgotten what his voice sounded like. If she didn't hear it every night in her dreams, that is.

She thought through everything they could do together this weekend. They could go shopping, go out to dinner, and maybe see a movie. Ash would probably like to train his Pokémon in a water environment, and there was none better to help him in that field than she. She was so filled with nervous energy that she finished all her morning swim a full ten seconds under her best time.

There was, however, the problem of getting any time alone with Ash. Really alone. Her sisters did live with her, here at the gym, and there didn't seem to be any getting rid of them. Worse, that slime ball Derick had broken Daisy's heart. If there was a time a sister needed her family's love and comfort, it was now. But dang it, who knew when she would get to see Ash again?

Misty climbed out of the pool on the shallow end, grabbing her towel and heading to the shower. She turned on the shower, warming up the water, and then went to check the time. It was 7 in the morning. Maybe I'll have some ideas after my shower, Misty thought as she went back into the bathroom.

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Violet yawned as she woke up. The sun was shining through her window and onto her face. I'm going to have to get some of those blackout curtains, she thought to herself as she went into the bathroom to brush her teeth.

She came out of her bathroom and went into the kitchen for a tall glass of orange juice. Like I say, nothing to wake you up in the morning like a cold glass of OJ. Wandering into the living room, she plopped down onto the couch and turned on the television to the news. Nothing out of the ordinary. A break in somewhere last night, a fire, the weather. Pretty normal stuff for Cerulean.

Turning off the television she went back into the kitchen for a refill of orange juice. On her way, though, she saw the answering machine blinking. There were two messages. Hmm, I wonder who could have called? All four sisters were pretty sound sleepers. The phone wouldn't have woken them up.

"You have two unheard messages," the mechanical voice said when she pressed the button. "First unheard message sent today at 5 AM from Derick." Violet pushed the delete button before the message even started. She had never liked Derick, even at the beginning. The fact that he called at five in the morning struck Violet as a little creepy, too.

"Second unheard message sent today at 5:10 AM from Derick." Again, she pushed the delete button. Two calls? At five in the morning? That was sure to be one of the tell tale signs of a stalker. She made a mental note to tell Daisy when she woke up.

Suddenly, Violet let out a big yawn and felt incredibly sleepy. She went back into her room and lay down on top of the covers, letting out another big yawn. Maybe I'll sleep for a little longer, she thought to herself, looking at the clock. It was still a little early, only 7 in the morning.

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Delia Ketchum was doing what she always did in the morning; cleaning. Her and Mimey enjoyed cleaning. You never knew who would pop up, and it would be such a shame for the visitor to think you a slob.

Finishing dusting the mantel and book shelves on the ground floor, she moved to the stairs while Mimey swept. I hope Ash is alright, she thought to herself, mopping the stairs as she went up them. He seemed so worried when he called, and he wouldn't tell me what was going on. It had been an odd request for sure. Three tickets to Celadon City. What would he be doing in Celadon City that was so urgent?

Let's see, who does Ash know in Celadon City? Hmmm… The only name that I can think of is the Gym Leader, Erika. She tossed out the idea. Please. Ash is so hopelessly in love with Misty that he wouldn't notice if another girl striped right in front of him.

Delia gasped. Of course. Misty! Come to think of it, I DID see Tracey drive to the Viridian Forest. Ash's Pidgeot is over that way. She let out a girlish giggle. He's probably pulling out all the stops trying to get to Misty. Maybe one of her sisters gave him a call about a 'boyfriend.' Delia adored Misty and her sisters. They were so young and full of life. Misty dropped by for the occasional visit, to see how she was, and to just talk.

Now that the mystery of her sons' behavior had been solved, she was able to continue cleaning with a peaceful mind. She let out a yawn and set her mind back to cleaning. Now it's time to do the bedrooms, she thought to herself as she walked to her bedroom.

She walked through the doors and her eyes immediately went to a picture she kept next to her bed. Her previous good mood went away. It was a picture of her and her husband on their wedding day. Picking up the picture, she lay down on her bed, looking at it. She closed her eyes, holding the picture to her chest. Maybe I'll take a little nap, she thought to herself. It was 7 in the morning.

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The entire Slate house was asleep, exhausted from their previous days playing. Lola and Flint lay next to each other in their large bed. Nine children exhausted the parents. And the nine children were exhausted from exhausting their parents. It was, after all, only 7 in the morning. All sane people were still asleep at 7 during the summer.

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Far to the West of Kanto was Hoenn. On the western side of the region lay Petelburg City. There, the morning still hung around. Very early morning, in fact. In the house next to the Petelburg Gym, three family members slept, unaware of the outside world. Norman and Caroline in one room, Max in another. Max was having a funny dream. Not funny ha-ha, but funny weird. He was dreaming that there were Paras on his ceiling, letting their Spore fall down on him, making him even more tired. He looked at his clock, then rolled over and fell asleep. Two was far too early to be waking up.

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On the other side of the world, far to the East of Kanto, the Sinnoh day had been under way for a long time. It was already five in the afternoon. Johanna had just finished shopping for dinner. She found her prize Glameow taking a nap on the couch. She yawned while looking at the sleeping cat. You know, she thought to herself as she walked to her bedroom. That doesn't look to be a half bad idea. She lay down and closed her eyes. Just for a half hour or so, she told herself as she drifted off to sleep.

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Jane looked at her watch. It was, in Cerulean, 9 in the morning, two hours after the beginning of the abductions. If everything had gone according to plan, all targets should be on their way to Sinnoh. Once she got the call, she would begin the next phase of the plan.

She yawned as she went over the manuscripts. The computer had woken her up early in the morning. Seemed like Ash had decided to try and give Misty another call when he was in the air. Jane laughed at the image she had in her head, of Ash meeting Misty, and her perfectly fine. The boy could be so gullible. It was beyond her how Jesse and James had had so much trouble with him. It seemed like they could dress up, say they ran a pokemon day care, and then run off with the loot.

Just then, the phone rang. Jane picked it up. "Hello?" she answered.

"All persons listed are now in the air to the Sinnoh base."

"Excellent. Keep the Paras using spore so they stay asleep until they're locked up. What did you do with their pokemon?"

"All pokemon are in their balls and have been loaded into separate containers on separate flights from the people. They will be fitted with collars and put into the testing rotation."

"Good. Anything else to report?"

"No ma'am."

"Then deactivate the sleeper cells and tell them the new activation phrase. Dismissed."

"Yes ma'am." The line went dead. The wheels were turning on Patrick and Jane's convoluted plan. The next phase would need some preparation. It would let them stew in their juices for a bit. Jane almost giggled in anticipation.

Patrick groaned. "Jane, stop that. I'm sleeping. Come back to bed. It's too early to do evil."

Jane rolled her eyes at Patrick. "It's never too early to do evil." She had a malicious glint in her eye as she said it. "Everything is going according to plan. Not a single hitch yet."

"That's good. So when do we get to kill them?"

Jane laughed. "Soon, Patrick. Soon."

Patrick groaned. "Soon for you means in a week. Minimum."

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Misty couldn't help but let out a giddy, girlish giggle every time she looked at the note. Her sisters had left it for her on the kitchen table. It read:

Misty,

We know how much you're looking forward to seeing Ash again. Now, we know you don't want your big sisters around to ruin the mood. I mean, we ARE extremely beautiful. No sane woman would want us around when they're trying to win the heart of a man. So, we've decided to take a road trip. Believe it or not, it was all Daisy's idea. She thought a trip to Fuchsia would be a nice escape from the 'Derick' incident, and give you a little privacy at the same time.

Just remember, now that we're not around, you have to be responsible. Keep the gym clean, no parties, et cetera. You know.

Also, we won't be around to tell you if you're going to do something stupid. Just don't do anything you'll regret later. Particularly nine months down the road.

We love you. Have fun! And don't lose Ash to those other girls who hang around him. We actually like him.

Your sisters,

Violet, Lily, & Daisy

Misty was a little offended that her own sisters thought she would do… that… with Ash. Honestly, they were hardly even fifteen. It did make Misty wonder what her own sisters had done at this age, though.

Actually, she really didn't. Putting that thought far from her mind, Misty planned what to do until Ash arrived. She still had all of today and most of tomorrow before he arrived. She had cleaned almost everything from top to bottom, stocked the fridge, bought a few new clothes, and even cleaned up her mermaid outfit and the showgirl outfit that magician had given her. She was more than ready for anything.

So… Now what do I do? Wandering into the kitchen, Misty pulled a cup from the cupboard and filled it with water. Taking a gulp, she looked around and found, to her horror, that there was a very fine layer of dust on one of the counter tops. Violet, she thought menacingly. When she gets back, I'm going to kill her. It was her job this week to take care of the kitchen.

Misty sat down her glass, pulled out a rag, wetted it under the sink, and began washing everything down once. Once it was all sparkling again, she rinsed out the rag and set it back in its place over the faucet neck.

Picking up the water again, Misty made her way to the Pokemon pool, where she kept all of her pokemon. She was surprised to find, upon entering, that they were all asleep. How odd, she thought as she took a head count. All were accounted for, except for her sisters. They probably took them with them to Fuchsia. Misty decided to come back later, when they were all awake, to feed them and play with them.

Well, she thought as she finished her water, Looks like there's nothing to do now except…wait.

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AN: Sorry it's so short guys. I had a bit of a writer's block. But! Now you get a glimpse of Patrick and Jane's plan. And next chapter, will Ash beat May to seeing Misty in Cerulean City? Will he be able to stop the war that is to come? How will Misty react to Dawn AND May, at the same time? Who knows? I sure do  Thanks for reading. Please review and recommend! Penguin King, out ~