Sooo, you remember the long chapter I offered you? Well, here it is! :D It's like...more than both last chapters combined. So yay ^^

Nutcracker

"I've, like, officially decided. We're going to have a holiday water ballet!"

Daisy's announcement caused Violet and Lily to cheer joyfully, and Misty to simply roll her eyes.

"No thank you," the red head spit out.

"Like, why not baby sister?" Violet pouted, folding her arms.

"Because you guys always make me the frilly, pretty girl, and you know I hate it!" Misty snapped, gripping the sides of her seat, "In fact, I'm certain you only do it because you love to watch me get ticked off."

"That's like, so not true," Lily narrowed her eyes, "if we like, really enjoyed watching you get all angry, we could just call you a runt."

"HEY!" Misty leapt up, glaring intensely at her rosy haired sister. Lily simply smirked and flipped her tresses.

"Okay you two, that's enough," Daisy sighed, "I, like, haven't seen this much fighting since Misty and her boyfriend. What's his name? You know, like, the black haired boy?"

"His name is Ash, and he was never my boyfriend!" Misty growled, her cheeks glowing a furious red.

"She's totally lying," Lily snickered.

"You still want some of this?" Misty held up a shaking fist, instantly silencing Lily.

"Misty, you're like, fifteen now!" Violet barked, "Don't you think you should, like, cool it with the threatening to punch people?"

"If you're insinuating that I should act like a lady, then no," Misty lowered her balled up hand.

"Pay attention!" Daisy rapped on the table, and her three younger sisters all sunk into ashamed quiet. "Now, yes Misty, we would like for you to play the lead."

"Of course," Misty grumbled.

"But not because we like seeing you all girly!" Daisy added, "You, like, work the best as the lead. The Pokémon like you the most."

"That's true," Misty shrugged nonchalantly.

"So you're going to play the beautiful girl whose like, transported to a magical…"

"Wait," Misty interrupted, "what is this play even about?"

"Oh, right!" Daisy giggled nervously before reciting, "The show is about a girl who, on Christmas morning, finds herself in a strange world, where she falls in love with the nutcracker prince. But the evil snow queen doesn't want them to be together, so she sends her two sidekicks after them, along with her Pokémon. She nearly succeeds in killing the nutcracker, but the young girl is able to save him at the very last minute!"

"It's so romantic!" Violet squealed, clapping her hands.

"So, I'm the girl?" Misty reiterated.

"Yes," Daisy nodded, "I'll be the snow queen, and Violet and Lily will be my sidekicks."

"What about the nutcracker prince?" Lily tilted her head.

"I'm not sure," Daisy knitted her eyebrows.

"Oh, I know!" Violet raised her hand, "we could, like, get Tracey to do it!"

"NO!" Daisy cried, "I like, do not want Misty all over my boyfriend."

"We could always use Dorian then," Violet suggested.

"Not my boyfriend either," Lily warned darkly.

"Well we need, like, someone to do it," Violet frowned.

"But who?" Daisy sulked. Suddenly, the doorbell rang, and both Violet and Lily jumped up excitedly.

"I bet its Dorian!" Lily sighed dreamily.

"No, he's all the way back in Johto by now," Violet replied smartly, "it's totally like…a hot celebrity who wants to meet us!"

"Dorian is much better than a gorgeous celebrity," Lily batted her eyelashes, "well, most celebrities anyway…"

Daisy sighed and headed towards the door. Misty sat back; feeling relieved to see that at least one of her sisters was beginning to act like an adult. After a moment, Daisy could be heard shrieking excitedly, causing Misty to raise an eyebrow, and Violet and Lily to stop arguing.

"I, like, found our prince!" Daisy cheered running back quickly. Violet and Lily began jumping up and down, and Misty leapt up.

"How did you randomly find the right guy?" Misty blinked, "I thought you were going to answer the door!"

"I did. And that's, like, where I found our prince!"

"Why are you referring to me as a prince?" The voice of a young man could be heard murmuring. Despite the low level, Misty's eyes widened, and her heart began to race.

"Please don't tell me who I think that is," Misty quivered, hurrying past her sister. Indeed, she found herself face to face with the person she thought it was, and her face returned to its former blushing state.

"Hey Mist," Ash smiled kindly. Pikachu jumped up onto Ash's head, and gave a little twitch of the ears before flying into Misty's arms.

"Hi Pikachu," Misty whispered disbelievingly.

"What, nothing for me?" Ash frowned.

"Ash, what…how…why?" Misty shook her head.

"It's the holidays, so I decided to come home," Ash shrugged as if it was no big deal, "and I knew that this time, I had to come visit you! So, what's with all this 'prince' talk?"

"You didn't ask him?" Misty hissed quietly back at Daisy, "you just automatically assume he'll take the part?"

"Kind of," Daisy shrugged.

"Ask me what?" Ash blinked, suddenly appearing over Misty's shoulder.

"Ash!" Misty yelped, jumping back, "don't do that!"

"Sorry," Ash apologized sheepishly, "I was just curious. 'Cause it kind of sounds like you were talking about me."

"We were," Misty sighed, "but don't worry. It's nothing important. Just ignore it."

"But Mist…" furrowed his brow.

"Ignore it!" Misty cried again.

"No, this will be perfect!" Lily suddenly appeared, a devious smile appearing on her face.

"What would be perfect?" Ash wildly shook his head, obviously confused.

"Lily, shut it," Misty warned quietly.

"Ashy," Lily cooed, "it would be, like, amazing if you played the role of the nutcracker prince in our holiday ballet!"

"A ballet?" Ash scrunched up his nose, in a way that Misty found absolutely adorable, "that's…so girly."

"Oh, you won't like need to wear a tutu or anything like that," Lily laughed, "just dress up like a very handsome prince."

"I don't know…"

"It'll be awesome!" Violet now came into sight, "you'll probably get, like, a bunch of fans! You could totally be famous."

"Well, that would be kind of cool," Ash mused, "and having to sign autographs and stuff would be good practice for when I become a Pokémon master." Misty rolled her eyes. He still acted like an immature ten year old. "I've made up my mind! I'll be your prince!"

"Really?" The three oldest sisters shrieked in unison.

"Sure," Ash shrugged, "it can't be that bad."

"Great!" Daisy grinned excitedly, "You're perfect for the part of Misty's love interest."

"Well I… WHAT?" Ash cried.

XXX

The day of the show, Ash and Misty stood several feet away from one another, glaring intently into each other's narrowed eyes.

Misty's hair extensions were in, and curled much tighter than usual, so her ginger hair swirled marvelously at the sides of her face. She wore a pink swim suit with a short, poufy pink skirt over it, and her feet were covered by soft pink flats. A pink ribbon was tied into a bow near the top of her head.

Ash, meanwhile, wore a silver crown in place of his usual battered hat, a regal red and black jacket situated on his top with bright silver buckles. His jeans had been replaced by black pants, and his sneakers by black water shoes designed to look like loafers.

"Almost done Ash," Daisy announced in a sing song voice, appearing in an elegant white dress flanked by silver snowflakes. She began to rub dark red paint onto his cheeks, into perfectly round circles.

"EW! I don't want to wear make up!" Ash shrieked, jumping away from the confused blonde.

"Come on Ash," Misty snickered, "you won't look like a nutcracker without 'em!"

"She has, like, a point," Daisy nodded slowly.

"Fine," Ash grumbled, moving back towards Daisy.

"Daisy, hold on," Misty blinked, "you never told Ash and I how the play ends. I mean, I know I kind of save his life, but how?"

"Oh, right!" Daisy clasped her hands together, spinning to look back at her youngest sister, "you kiss him."

"WHAT?" Ash and Misty screamed in unison. Misty was leering intensely at her sister, and Ash's cheeks were turning even redder then the freshly applied paint.

"Yeah, you kiss him, and that's how he's saved!"

"Daisy, no!" Misty stomped her foot, "you did NOT tell me I had to kiss him! I won't do it!"

"You have to," Daisy narrowed her eyes, "it's how the play is written."

"Daisy," Misty groaned.

"It's not bad," Daisy rolled her eyes, "here, let's practice!"

"Uh, practice?" Ash winced.

"Kiss him," Daisy pulled at Misty's arm, "right now."

"EW! No way!" Misty yanked her arm away, "especially not with YOU watching!"

"Fine, I'll turn around," Daisy rolled her eyes, but turned her back towards the flustered teenagers.

"Then how will you know if we kiss?" Misty furrowed her brow.

"Trust me, I'll know."

Ash looked towards Misty, who huffed.

"We're not kissing," Misty whispered to Ash. In turn, the raven haired boy stepped forward and pressed a small kiss on Misty's cheek.

"EW!" Misty screeched, rubbing furiously at her cheek, "oh, gross! Gross!"

"That's how I know," Daisy turned back around, snickering happily. Ash smiled sneakily, and Daisy skipped away, calling over her shoulder, "five minutes you little lovebirds!"

"What was that?" Misty hissed.

"She never said we had to kiss on the lips," Ash chuckled, "what's the big deal with kissing on the cheek? It doesn't mean anything, right?"

Misty gaped at the young man, who in turn shrugged and followed off in the same direction Daisy had. Once he was fully turned around, he let a joyous smile grow on his face. Behind him, Misty blushed and allowed her own grin to flourish.

"Oh Ash," Misty whispered to herself, gently touching her cheek, "you have no idea how much it means."

He's so dense XD Tomorrow's the last day of school before break! YES! I'm so done with 2010, at least as far as school is concerned, so I'm quite happy :P Break means lots more fanfic reading and writing for me, which is good because I'll be able to get my two main stories back on track :D

Until tomorrow, my good AAML fans! Remember to leave reviews, because they're super awesome ^^