Me: Okay, I'm just gonna start now, or otherwise Ash and Misty are going to explode from crying.

*Ash and Misty are hugging and sobbing while empty tissue boxes are scattered everywhere*

Paul: Please!

Khoury: This is horrible for the environment…*Shakes head*

Me: I don't own Pokemon! And Ash is still OOC!

Ash's POV

I was swept away by another gigantic wave. The shore looked like a distant dream now, the people like dots.

At least I had Misty in my arms, though this wasn't my ideal way to die. I was hoping to pass on of overeating at an old age.

Oh well. I can't do anything about it now. I wonder what problem I have that Arceus can't stand…

Honestly, this is reminding me of a typical soap opera. I've seen how many shows like this (courtesy of my mom and Dawn); protagonists floating around in the ocean, fall in love, the end, etc., etc. etc.

…Like me and Misty would EVER fall in love…

But, you know, the worst, most painful, horrible, terrible thing of all right now is…

My Electivire Energy bar is soggy.

Horrors!

Seriously, is that all you can think about, now that you're probably about to die?

No, I can come up with WAY better than THAT.

Bye-bye world, I had a fun time with whatever little time I had on here, and I had a lot of fun with my Pokemon and my friends, and I honestly still wish that my mom gave me a strawberry cake for my thirteenth birthday.

I'm experiencing all of my worthwhile memories now in flashbacks as you do before you die, and I now regret the fact that I didn't make a will. Shoot.

I will not procrastinate from now on. I hope the food is good in heaven, and I hope that Misty has a great time up there too, and I'll wait for my friends.

I now realize how important life really is. A good one like I had is not given to everybody, and we shouldn't take life for granted. It truly is a gift. And I really miss Pikachu.

This is my last glance at the stormy sky, my last touch of the freezing rough waves, the vast sea, Misty's beautiful serene face (wait, WHAT!) and my last breath of fresh air as I slowly fade away to the oblivion…

Now THAT was good.

Thanks!

I don't know how long I had been sleeping or whatever, and I thought I had died, but I guess not, because a motor jerked me awake. It was faint, but I could definitely make it out. And it seemed to be coming louder.

May be it was a rescue squad…for us! I gotta thank my friends later…

It was getting steadily louder and closer, and I thought I could make out a silhouette at the horizon of a motor boat speeding toward us.

I yelled with a hoarse voice, "HELP! IT'S ME, ASH! AND MISTY TOO!"

Something answered. May be it was a bird or something, but to me, it really sounded like an "Ash, we're coming! Hang in there, and hold onto Misty!" but I'm probably just hallucinating.

Wait, you can't hear mirages, can you?

The motor boats came into view, its engine roaring and spray spitting out everywhere. Dawn was standing at the front of the boat on top of a seat in a dangerous position, scanning the ocean, as if looking for something (hopefully someone, as in me!) Her hair was swaying in the wind, and she looked worried. Piplup was also looking around on his vantage point from her head.

Paul was driving, but was keeping an eye on Dawn. I suppressed a chuckle. Drew was holding May back from going up to Dawn, probably because she was so clumsy that she'd slip on the wet deck and fall into the water and get in trouble like me and Misty.

I could see it turn into an argument, and finally May must have said something smart, because Drew blushed and stuttered a comeback. Dude, you lost.

Everybody else mus have been inside, because I saw a door. The deck was too tiny to fit all of them, and anyway, it was dangerous to be out in a storm like this. Dawn was seriously brave to be standing where she was…

Well, you're the one floating in the ocean right now, so I don't think you should be talking about "brave" and "dangerous positions"

Oh, shut up, it's not my fault I'm drifting here!

Actually it is, because YOU, my friend, dived back into the ocean to save your love Misty when you were perfectly safe on shore!

Yeah, you're right…don't call me "my friend"! And Misty is NOT my love! (emphasis on that…) Okay, well may be she KINDA (emphasis on kinda) is….anyway, I couldn't just leave my friend stuck drowning in a storm like this. And-

Look, MY FRIEND, all hope is not lost! We are saved!

I told you not to call me that! And what do you mean, "We are saved"? Oh…that's what you mean!

Dawn had spotted me, and was shouting something. Drew threw a life ring and I shakily grabbed it. Paul hauled it and I was dragged through the water, bringing Misty along behind me. When I came close enough, May hoisted me up onto the boat and Dawn buried my face in a fuzzy yellow towel.

It felt so good, just to have my head in that warm towel forever-it soaking away all the cold, worries, and pain.

"Pikachu!" Pikachu bounded up to me and came onto my shoulder and nuzzled it's self into me cheek. "Chhaaaaa…." At least Pikachu was okay. Misty however, was another matter.

We were all ushered inside. But nobody pounced at us like they usually do. They just stayed silent, with Zoey finally breaking the silence and asking the million-dollar question that everyone was probably thinking-

"Are you guys okay?"

All hell broke loose and something snapped. I'm sorry, and I don't mean to be mean to my friends, but seriously, after drifting in a super cold ocean for hours with my best friend dying at my side and NOTHING TO EAT, this was NOT the kind of reception I wanted.

"Shut up."

Everybody suddenly became quiet and looked at me. I never, unlike the rest of them, really yelled or anything. Well, I did a little, but that's not the point. They weren't used to me being the one in charge. They haven't exactly seen my…serious side yet…

You, have a serious side?

I sure do!

Misty broke the awkward silence, by as if on cue, gasping for air. Everybody was freaking out when Marina pushed on her chest. She spat out some water, and usually we would've looked on in disgust, but now it was serious. Misty's life was on the line (again, this is a very soapy matter).

The color still didn't return to Misty's fragile glass face and her mouth was pressed into a tight line. She had her arms over her chest in an X as if she was about to die. And maybe she was. But I should think positive…right?

"We need to give her air. All I did is get the water out of her. Someone has to do the-"Marina gulped-"the mouth-to-mouth kind. And I can't do that, because it would be…you know…gay..."

All the girls immediately stepped back and Lyra remarked, "Even though we love Misty, this is for the boys."

All of us boys were glaring at Marina and Lyra before Gary declared, "Ash should do it." I stepped back in my shock.

Oh, don't be so dramatic, this is the chance you've been waiting for!

But I didn't see me doing this in front of my friends…and I DEFINITELY did NOT see me doing this to save Misty's life.

"Wait-what?" Please repeat!" I wheezed.

"Ash should do it because Misty is his best friend, and she would freak out less if you did it, compared to one of us and anyway you like her and she likes you back, this is the perfect scenario!" Paul said, going over each word slowly as if I was a toddler.

You practically are a toddler.

I will choose to ignore that comment.

I felt the blood rising to my face as everyone stared at me and were edging me to do it. I can't deny that I WANTED to do it, but this was different!

Luckily, I was saved by the bell as Misty's breathing became steady, and she slowly opened her eyes. She groaned and rubbed her eyes as she slowly sat up.

"Ugh. That freak wave was totally unexpected." Misty had a coughing hack, and I felt really bad.

"Misty…" I trailed off, not really sure on what to say.

Oooh, my little boy is rendered speechless! He is at a loss of words to the girl he loves!

Oh, shut up! And I'm not your "little boy". I already have a dad…even though I don't know who he is. He disappeared. But I'll find him someday!

"What happened? I remember me and Ash were in the water and then this giant wave like this high came, and-" She started gesturing with her hands and ranting. I filled her in on everything, with everyone else butting in and editing.

"I'm so sorry I had to put you through that, Ash…I didn't know…" Misty looked up at me with these big watery cerulean Lilipup eyes that were impossible to withstand. I melted to pudding (You know, it'd be nice to have a bowl of that right around now…) at the sight of them.

"Just be careful next time."

That was when we all broke down and we both clung onto each other and sobbed and laughed (at the same time) on the whole boat ride home. Everybody soon joined in and started crying and giggling in this giant man-hug-except Paul who was driving, but I'm positive he shed a tear (and cracked a smile) too.

Me: I'm crying now, this is just so SWEET! I think.

Misty: Aww, Ash that was so nice of you!

Ash: Thanks!

Paul: My pride and ego has been deflated…I cried! And smiled!

Me: I know, I'm so evil!

Drew: Took you long enough to figure that out…

Me: GTG, so bye!

Lyra: Hey, you can't just leave like that!

Me: I just did! R&R plz! And check out my PokeShipping Day one-shot, Musical Messages!

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