Okay, I'm changing the setting on this to complete, but not because I'm done with it! Each story in itself is done, so I might as well hit complete. And plus, the In-Progress sign annoys me, I don't know why. But I always feel like throwing my computer when I see it. Probably because of the countless fanfics I read that turned out to be incomplete when I thought they were over. Very frustrating. I'm not continuing my last two on shots, nuh-uh! I like them open ended. Use your imaginations, people!

Okay, this is EVAN AAML's idea. And I thank him for submitting another one. Of course, no one else wants to submit. Fine. Be that way. I've got lots of ideas! Okay, maybe not. But you could try and send some in, huh?

Okay, this is moderately icky. I keep hearing all these really great songs that fit these couples perfectly (darn you Pandora, darn you But I'm trying. I've got others that are better. This ones not one of my better ones. It's not as long as you think. It's just a lot of dialogue.

DAML & AAML

"I hate watching sports on TV, and unless I'm surrounded by people I like, I'm not fond of actually being at the games without a DS, a Stephen King novel, or lots and lots of food. Sadly for you, I hate everyone here excepting Gary and Misty. I will either complain loudly, or someone has to give me the aisle seat so I can leave and come back as I please. Will the fight for that seat continue?" Natty smiled.

"All yours, everyone grumbled, shifting into their seats as the baseball game began.

"When will you all learn that I own you in this world, though where I come from, I am nothing. I just really need my power fix every once in a while," she sighed dreamily. "And it pays to put myself as a kid from a filthy rich family and pretty much own the entire world. Thank you, Uncle Giovanni. I love my matchmaking schemes."

"What about matchmaking?" Gary turned to her sharply. She gave an innocent smile. "What did you do? Natty, you've been going all over the region, setting up couples of all sexual orientations and race-"

"I'm equal opportunity and proud of it. Racism is wrong, insert the weird hold-hand-to-light test thing here. And I know you disapprove, but it's who I am. And you just have to deal with it, like I deal with your cockiness."

"You don't think she's really going to try and pair us all up?" May whispered nervously. "What if I end up with Drew, or even worse, Ash?"

"Really, that'd suck," Misty giggled. Ash frowned at both the girls. "Oh, calm down Ashy-boy. We're just teasing. We'd be lucky to have you," she kept her face serious until the final words, where May went ahead and laughed again with her.

"And people wonder why I hate girls," Ash muttered. "They're all too busy telling me I'm adoreable like a teddy bear and acting like I'm a two year old instead of being a sexy strong sixteen year old. Which I am."

"Sorry, that's Gary," Misty patted his shoulder sympathetically. "Hey, well, at least we can root for the Electabuzz so Casey doesn't kill us."

"The Electabuzz? The Electabuzz suck. They haven't won anything major in over thirty years," Drew scoffed. "Their pitcher can't hit the nineties, not even high eighties. He throws at eighty four tops. Their best batter hasn't gotten a single homerun for two season, not even a grand slam. And they look like they're fast asleep whenever they're in the outfield. They have to be the worst team in the league. The Turtwigs (I made a team up, so shoot me) aren't the best team around, but they're still way better than the Electabuzz are."

"Okay, the Electabuzz are not that bad. Last time I checked, the Turtwigs lost every game last season. So it's a mediocre team against the worst team in the league. I'm pretty sure the Electabuzz have the advantage this time. I bet they'll be winning come half time."

"I'll bet on that. The Turtwigs will be on top before the half-time show. Which is going to be really disappointing."

"I'll agree with you there. But what will we wager with? I have no money with me. I only have savings money and backup money for the gym. I can't waste it on bets. I can't be your servant or anything because I've got the gym to take care of. And if you've got some weird outfit you carry around at all times for embarrassing bets, we could use that."

"Shoot, I really wanted to bet too," Drew sighed, running a hand through his hair. "It's not often you come across a sure thing and someone to bet the opposite way."

"Why don't you wager a kiss?" Natty put in. "If Drew loses, he has to kiss May. If Misty looses, she's gotta kiss Ash, and I mean on the lips, because I know you'll cheat." She glared at Misty, then blinked at Drew. "You wouldn't have thought of it. You don't look for loopholes. You're a really bad liar, I've seen you lie. You suck. Oh, and you guys have to take the negative. Agreed you two? Shake hands."

"Wait, wait! Don't you have to have our consent?" Ash complained. "And what if I don't want to kiss Misty? What if I'm…I'm madly in love with May!" He exclaimed. "Yeah, sure. That'll work. Or what if I can't kiss anyone because of my religion?"

"Ash, you celebrate Christmas, so you're either Christian or Catholic. Neither of those religions forbid kissing. Unless you've had some secret life as a priest we're not aware of, which I'm sure you don't. And if you and May were a couple, you'd both die. You'd be on the road, and have no idea how to cook. You'd find some mushrooms, eat them without even thinking of the consequences, then jump off a cliff screaming "Fearrow!" once the poison sinks into your system. Sorry, but you're both a little on the slow side. But don't worry, you're all stupid in your own way. Like when will you figure out that the hot dog vendors are actually Team Rocket trying to steal Pikachu again," Natty rolled her eyes at the hot dog vendors slowly reaching towards Pikachu with gloved hands.

"Well, James. We've been discovered!" They ripped off their costumes and opened their mouths to say the motto.

"I better hear, Prepare for Trouble and Make it Double or the sound of feet running away, because if I hear the new motto I will hunt you down, knock you out, drag you to a basement and amputate parts of your body slowly and painfully until you die," Natty snarled. "I'm matchmaking here, and your new motto is completely dreadful."

"Team Rocket's running off again!" (Sorry, but I've had 15 one-shots without mentioning them! This one-shot sucks.)

"So what does take the negative mean?"

"Nothing really. I made up the term," Natty shrugged as the two shook hands.

"Please let the Turtwigs wing. Please," May begged. "Oh, idea. Ash, come here. I have to talk to you." She grabbed Ash by the collar and dragged him out of the stadium.

"Why does everyone think it's okay to touch me? You know, if I touched you guys half as much as you touch me I'd be classified as a pervert. I didn't really mean it when I said I'm madly in love with you. You don't feel bad, do you?"

"No, Ash, don't be stupid. I know you love Misty. Besides, you're more like Max to me than anything," she waved him away. "But do you think we could get Misty and Drew to call off the wager? Just tell them all the bad that could come of it."

"No, because Misty won't call it off because that would admit being scared or being wrong. She hates both of those options. And if you tell Drew to call off the bet, he'll do the opposite to annoy you. If you tell him you lie the bet he'll say it sounds lie you want me to kiss you, you'll do your best to defend yourself, but we all now he'll win. Because Drew and Misty are the same person with opposite genders."

"Well, let's think of something else." They nodded and stood to think… Wow, this is taking longer than anticipated. Let's look somewhere else. How about…Misty, Max, and Drew back in their seats. (Which are floor seats because nobody wanted to go to the two worst teams playing against each other.)

"Can I place a bet too? Please!"

"Didn't May yell at you last time you started betting? She told me you got addicted to the math with the probability of betting or something. So you kept betting on a site called neopets or something under her name and lost all her money in the game."

"Bad day for probability" Max muttered. "Yeah, but that was a website! This has really statistics and numbers to crunch! You have to let me try!"

"Can't you do the math without the money?" Misty asked. Max glared at her with a 'what's the point' expression on his face. "You can ask May when she comes back with Ash. They've been gone for a while. Did someone asked them to multiply or something? Ho-oh." She sighed and looked back at Drew, the game was bad. She'd seen baseball games in the Major Leagues, the really good teams, but this was ridiculous! She could get better baseball on her street! "Hey, Drew? Do you think maybe we should change our wager?" Misty asked nervously, licking her lips. Drew shifted uncomfortably for a second.

"You mean call it off?"

"No!" Misty gasped. "Not that! I don't call off wagers! And I'm not afraid of risking it, because I know I'm going to win. But…it's not fair to Ash and May, is it? They have to suffer if one of us loses. Isn't that wrong?"

"It's not like we're raping them. It's just a kiss, right?" Drew glanced at Misty.

"May and I haven't had our first kiss yet. We were waiting, for the guy we like," Misty closed her eyes. "Listen, maybe I shouldn't tell you this. But May would hate it if the first kiss came out of a bet, especially if it was from…" she took a deep breath, "the guy she really, really likes. In that special way."

"May has a crush on me?" Drew asked. He looked at her with suspicion. "You're telling the truth, aren't you?"

"Drew, I am. Listen, it's almost half time (A/N: Dang, that was fast. How long we May and Ash thinking?) and I'm not lying. The game's tied, but the Electabuzz have the bases loaded and their best batter up. Even if he bunts he'll get two points, I'm sure. I don't care who wins right now, I don't care if the Turtwigs somehow manage to win. It doesn't matter if I'm…" Misty took a deep breath in and out, she could do this, she could do this. "wrong." She shivered at the word. She hated being wrong. "But even they do manage to loose, May's first kiss shouldn't be like this."

"I don't know…"

"Drew, a girl's first kiss is really special. Maybe it's not as great for you guys, I don't know, I've never asked, but it's really, really important to May. Don't take that away from her," Misty begged. "I'm being really nice here, this is rare."

"Please encourage her behavior," Natty smiled. "In a previous chapter she threatened me with a paintball gun. Those things are unpleasant when you get hit."

"But what do I do if I lose?" He asked.

"Clean the gym pool for a week. It's covered in dirt and wet, just like a is from Ash will be. I think that's equal," Misty grinned. Suddenly the crowd erupted into cheers. Misty and Drew's attention returned to the game. "No freaking way."

Meanwhile…

"Ow, May, my head hurts. This is way harder than battle strategy."

"Think, Ash! We've got to figure out a solution before half-time! You can get a to dog after we get an idea."

"I've got an idea."

"Really, what?"

"I get a hot dog."

"Ash!"

"Fine! I'll kiss Misty if I have to. And if Drew tries to come near you, I'll set Pikachu on him. There!" Ash huffed. "Violence always works best. Pikachu, would you mind staying with May for a little bit, please? You've heard the plan."

You owe me ketchup, May. Pikachu said as he hopped onto her shoulder. Be happy I like girls. I wouldn't do this for just anyone you know, prevented true love from taking it's course. Even though Ash keeps making me intervene. He glared.

"I'm sorry nothing's happened with Misty to make you happy. I get freaked out and the first thing that occurred in my mind it to say 'Pikachu, thunderbolt!' Besides, now I can finally get my hot dog, woo-hoo."

"Ash!" Misty screamed. "Come on, we've got to find a closet or something where no one can sees us so we can kiss because I freaking lost! That batter has got to be the worst in the world! He hit it right to the pitcher's feet. He got all three of the basemen out! Casey needs to choose better teams! The Electabuzz suck! And don't even think about getting a hot dog, I know what you put on those things! Here's a piece a gum," she shoved a package into his hand and rubbed her temples. "Ugh I'm never betting ever, ever again. There's gotta be some corner."

"No, I have to see it. I need proof that you did it, as part of the bet."

"So does she," Natty shrugged.

"Huh?"

"She's got to see you kiss May. I guess you guys got so caught up in the excitement you didn't notice. The game's tied. The Electabuzz didn't score any points, but the Turwigs didn't gain any either. So you have to hold up your end of the bargain to."

"No, Misty and I changed it. I have to clean her pool for a week."

"No," Natty giggled. "You never shook on it. You never even agreed verbally! You've got to kiss her, just like Misty's got to kiss Ash. But if you want, I can find somewhere private for you. I know the perfect spot. None of you are afraid of heights, right?"

"But…damn," Drew sighed. "Fine, there's nothing I can do about it. Show us some place private." Natty went skipping off, the others trailing behind. "May?" Drew whispered to her. She looked up at him innocently.

"Yeah, Drew?" He looked both ways, then swiftly pulled her into a corner behind a Dippin' Dots vendor and gave her a quick kiss on the lips. She gasped as he pulled back, her face flushed. "What was that for?"

"Your first kiss shouldn't be from a bet. It should be something sweet from someone you like." May gawked at him. "Don't look at me like that! You know how I know." May suddenly frowned, and stomped out of the corner. "Don't kill Misty! She was just trying to help!"

"I'm helping too, I'm telling Ash," May sniffed.

"No, no! May! That's wrong! Misty and Ash have a delicate relationship! Come back!" May continued storming off. "Damn." He said, rushing off to catch up before May did.

"Drew, May? What's up? Why are you breathing so heavy?" Ash blinked as they came closer.

"Ash, May is about to tell you something that will upset Misty. If Misty finds out, I need you to control her, because if you don't, your little girlfriend is going to kill mine," Drew said between gasps for air. "I never run that fast, that's hard."

"I do that every day," Ash smiled. "Hey, wait. Misty's not my girlfriend."

"Yeah, but she wants to be," May tattled. "She likes you. She's got a huge crush on her."

"You're lying because Misty told Drew that you like him, and he did something to give it away. Did you kiss? You did!" Ash said triumphantly when they began to blush. "Wow, that's the first time I've ever gotten anything right. That feels good."

"I'm not lying, Misty really does like you."

"Sure she does," Ash laughed. "Maybe you did get a hold of some of those mushrooms Natty was talking about. I've traveled with Misty for I don't know how long, shoot, there's a lot of stairs, where's Natty taking us? She doesn't like me. Friends help friends, and we argue. That's all." He looked ahead and then began to whisper. "And everyone knows and like her, and they say she likes me back, but I don't think she does. Besides, I really don't think someone like her would end up with someone like me. She knows she can do better, after all, she got a million offers in the Orange Islands."

"But she didn't stay with them, did she? She stayed with you!" May consoled him. "She does like you! I'm not lying. You took all the fun out of it, Ash. Why do you have to be an idiot? Couldn't you make fun of her for it or something?"

"That's not nice."

"She betrayed my trust. I don't like it when people do that. And they do it a lot. Like Harley and Max and my parents and you a few times, Brock did once, Ash did accidentally, now Misty did too, and this one girl in my first grade class-"

"May, I don't want your life story," Ash cut her off.

"Alright, here we are. Go ahead guys," Natty said, leaning against a pillar. "We're in the nosebleed section, you can't go any higher. There's no one around for about fifty rows down. Start making out." She silently beckoned Ash to her side.

"May and I kissed back there already," Drew said, more to assure Misty than to get out of the bet.

"We could do it again though, to prove it," May suggested with a shy smile. They closed the distance between them to give a little peck that slowly developed into something more. The bet forgotten, passion took over, leaving poor Misty in the background to scream 'I got it! I understand! Stop! At least get a room!'

"Ash, have you ever thought about taking a chance?" Natty whispered.

"What? No! What if she doesn't like me? What if I'm not her type?" Ash groaned.

"Yeah well? What if all the that ever like you aren't the kind of girls that you like? What if you find out you've met the right one and screw it up? Are you going to always think you're a failure? Are you going to give up? You can't live your life always worried about what if, Ash. I mean, what if you die tomorrow and you never even lived?" Natty scoffed. "Go for it, Ash. What's the worst that could happen? She won't like you? It's better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at also do it, and don't be a pansy!"

"Fine! Don't hurt me! I will," Ash said, stumbling away from her and into Misty. "Uh, Mist?" She ignored him, still yelling at the new couple. "Mist? Misty! I've got something to tell you!" Ash frowned. He'd gotten the silent treatment once from her and learned that it was the worst thing he would ever experience. Ash was used to being the center of attention, whether or not he wanted it. He did not like being ignored any more than Misty liked being wrong. "MISTY!" He shouted. He grabbed her by the shoulders and brought her lips to his until he felt the need to breathe, his body pleasantly tingling.

"Ash?"

"Could you pay attention?" He fumed. "I was trying to tell you that I had a crush on you because it's better to have loved lost then loving to love and you're supposed to kiss me to fill out the bet, aren't you?"

"Ash," Misty said, slamming him up against the wall with a force that almost knocked the breath out of him. "I told Drew, and I'll tell you, I don't care about the bet. I care about a girl's first being special. And I guess you really made it that way, didn't you? I'll never forget that. But could the second kiss be a bit more romantic, and nicer…" she blushed, "and longer?"

"Sure, Mist." And there was two second kisses, side by side, pretty passionately too.

"Hey, Gary, check out the screen," Natty whispered to her boyfriend. He glanced up to see the two couples on the screen, 'congratulations' scrolling at the bottom.

"How many people did you tell to look at this game at home?"

"How many people do you know?" Natty smirked. "And if any body missed it, I TiVo'd it at home." She looked down at Max, who was thoroughly grossed out. "See that? Do you want to keep betting if that's the side affect?"

"No. No more bets."

"Good boy."

Well, I hate that fic. I think I like my more serious ones better. How 'bout y'all? The next one has more graphic scenes, for all you crossing your fingers for a make-out scene out there. The next one's another sweet sixteen, but it's May's. I think it'll be cute, maybe.

Gibberish: You should review, because I'm unhappy. I have to read "All Quiet on the Western Front" and, personally, I'm getting sick of him talking about his cruddy life. Lots of people have it worse! Like POW's. And he's just really boring. I don't care about beans or shoes. Stop talking about beans and shoes! He better get into that one kill scene soon...