Okay, so this one is really short. Like...reeeally short. But I didn't feel like it needed to be that long, especially considering what it's about. Don't worry, I have some later chapters that'll make up for it (day 9 ended up being like...INSANELY long.) So no worries. Everything is compensated in the long run :P
"You know something, Mist? Your eyes are so pretty."
"Sh…shut up Ash."
"No! I mean it. Your eyes are insane. Like…they're so green."
"Really?"
"Yeah. I…I could look at them all day."
"Wow. Well…I like your hair."
"No you don't."
"I do! It's messy. But…it's hot. Like your face."
Misty smirked, and Ash burst out laughing.
"Wanna make out?"
Misty's eyes grew wide, "what?"
"Let's kiss," Ash shrugged.
Misty leaned forward, tilting her head ever so slightly. Ash remained still for a moment, but he soon leaned in as well, eyes closing slowly. Their lips touched, and Misty moaned appreciatively. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and Ash moved his around her waist. He pulled her even closer, up until their bodies were touching. Misty giggled quietly, and soon fell over, knocking Ash down so she was lying right on top of him.
"I think I love you," Ash slurred.
"Me too," Misty mumbled, resting her forehead on his.
From the doorway, two pairs of eyes watched the scene before slowly withdrawing.
"I guess it was a good idea," Tracey mused.
"Of course it was," Brock chuckled, eyeing the bowl of egg nog resting dormant on the table, "we needed to do something to lower their inhibitions. It's the only way we'll ever get their true feelings out."
It's like I said last chapter. Sometimes I wonder if the only way these two will get together is through the poking and prodding of others (namely May and Dawn) or, the case presented here: lowered inhibitions. Of course, I'm hopelessly romantic and prefer far more...intracite forms of realizing loves, but I suppouse that sometimes I have to be a little more realistic :P
Also, let me just say: it's insanely fun to write drunk Ash and Misty XD
Egg Nog