Day 3! This theme was "Getting along with the other's Pokemon," and Holly and I decided it was time to make Ash suffer a little bit lol. Don't worry, it's nothing bad...at least, not too bad. Hopefully you guys will get a laugh out of it, and of course make sure you keep an eye out for Holly's artwork on her Tumblr page, which of course is hollylu-ships-it.

Alright, enjoy everyone! I own nothing except the story.

Ash Ketchum loved Pokémon, since the day he was old enough to understand what a Pokémon was, he loved them and knew he wanted to become a Pokémon Master.

Misty Waterflower also loved Pokémon, particularly water-types as she grew up in the Cerulean City gym which specialized in the type, and she eventually became the official Gym Leader after taking over for her three older sisters who much preferred performing than battling.

In a manner of speaking, the whole world revolved around Pokémon, and the relationship they shared with humans on an everyday basis. With the help of Pokémon, mankind was able to achieve feats that would have been unheard of had Pokémon never existed. So much emphasis was always placed on this relationship, that it was the norm to see trainers bonding with the Pokémon they capture rather than just using them as a means to an end.

But Ash and Misty simply took the concept to a whole new level.

Their relationships with their Pokémon were second to none, there was rarely ever a Pokémon that didn't eventually warm up to these two trainers and the heart they had for their kind. Through their interactions, it was clear that these two trainers would gladly die for any one of their Pokémon should the situation call for it, and that's what set them above everyone else.

It was also a big part of what brought them together and made them best friends.

As a rookie trainer, Ash made the mistake of being ill-prepared and not knowing how to handle his unruly Pikachu, and that led to some foolish decisions that prompted a flock of wild Spearow to come after them. During the escape, Ash and his injured Pikachu met Misty, who didn't get a very good first impression of him - he did steal her bike after all - but eventually fell in love with the heart he had for Pokémon, and came to the stunning realization that she'd met a kindred spirit in Ash Ketchum, someone who loved Pokémon almost as much as she did.

Of course if you asked Ash, it would be the other way around, and an argument over who loved them more would immediately break out. It was just their way.

They owed their friendship to their Pokémon, who - albeit indirectly - led them to becoming friends in the first place, and that common passion kept them connected and in turn, influenced their Pokémon to also become the best of friends. Misty absolutely adored any water-types that Ash captured, and they adored her in turn. As for Ash, Misty's Pokémon saw him as almost on the same level as their trainer, they respected him and if something ever happened to Misty, Ash was always the first one they turned to for help.

Well, all except one anyway.

"Come on Misty, just this once!"

"No, you're crazy! You don't have any idea what you're getting yourself into and I am not going to risk your life just so you can prove a point! Do you have any idea how pathetic it is that I have to protect you from yourself?!"

"All of your other Pokémon listen to me!"

"All of my other Pokémon aren't Gyarados! He only listens to me and whenever Daisy or my other sisters try to tell him something, he gets angry at them!"

"Did you seriously just put me on the same level as Daisy as a trainer?"

"That's not the point!"

This argument had been going on for some time now. Misty was visiting Ash in the Sinnoh Region for a few days and things quickly got back to the normal routine. They would be happy to see each other, and they would promptly find something to argue about. The argument for this week? Ash being able to command Misty's Gyarados in a battle.

Naturally, Misty immediately balked at the idea, knowing how volatile Gyarados could be, but Ash just saw it as a challenge and insisted he use the Atrocious Pokémon in a battle against her while she used one of his Pokémon.

"Tell ya what, what if I told you I have my own water-type with an attitude? Would that change your mind?"

The redhead scoffed and rolled her eyes. "Who's that? Totodile? Gimme a break, the closest thing you have to a water-type with attitude is Squirtle, and he's still a total sweetheart underneath the sass."

"Betcha your Gyarados is too."

"Betcha he'd try to eat you, and I'd win that bet."

"You wouldn't let that happen to me."

"At this point, I'm tempted to let him try."

Ash smirked, if there was one thing he knew how to do besides train Pokémon, it was push Misty's buttons. "Close enough for me." he pulled a Pokéball off his belt and held it in front of Misty's scowling face. "So, you ready to meet my new water-type?"

Her expression morphed into one of curiosity. "New water-type?"

"Traded my Aipom to Dawn for it, since Aipom loved contests so much...as for who I got in return, well, you'll see for yourself, if you let me try to use Gyarados."

Misty glared at him for a few moments, until finally with a resigned sigh, she pulled Gyarados' Pokéball off her belt and placed it in the exuberant trainer's hand. "All I can say is it's a good thing we're at the Pokémon Center, Nurse Joy may have to sew you back together again like Frankenstein."

"I knew you'd come around!" Ash quickly handed Misty his Pokéball and ran a few yards away so he could call out the water-dragon. "This is gonna be awesome, I've never commanded a Gyarados before!"

"And you still won't have after this!"

Ash glared over his shoulder for a moment before smirking down at the Pokéball. "We'll see about that, why don't you just see what you can do with Buizel?"

"Is that its name?" Misty looked down at the Pokéball for a moment before smiling and giving it a toss. "Well let's see what's inside!" the ball opened up and out came a small weasel-like Pokémon with its arms crossed and a scowl across its face. "Aww, it's so cute! And it actually looks pretty strong! Ash can we trade? I'll give you Psyduck!"

"Not a chance! Besides, if Buizel keeps getting traded around he's probably gonna get a compound or synapse or something!

"You mean a complex or a syndrome?"

"Whatever! The answer is no!"

"Oh fine." Misty pouted and bent her knees to get closer to the water weasel's level. "Hi there Buizel, nice to meet you!"

"Bui..."

The redhead's reverie was extinguished when she saw the water-type didn't exactly appreciate the compliment. "Huh, looks like Ash wasn't kidding when he said this water-Pokémon had an attitude."

"Good luck over there Misty!"

"Don't need it!" she called back. "There's no water-type that I won't eventually be able to handle, that's part of being a water-Pokémon master!"

"Didn't know you'd gotten that title already!"

Misty sneered at that. "Just call out Gyarados already and make sure you're facing the other direction so you can run for your life!"

"Don't need to!" Ash smirked and wound up his throw, "Alright Gyarados, I choose you!" he tossed the ball and out came Misty's most powerful partner with a mighty roar. "Whoa, that's awesome!"

"Pika..."

"Hey there Gyarados, it's me Ash!" the dragon looked down at the trainer below with a glare, which Ash seemed oblivious to. "How's about you and me team up in a battle? I bet together we'll be unstoppable!" Gyarados' glare intensified, and this time even Ash could tell something wasn't right. "Uh...Gyarados, why're ya lookin' at me like that?"

"Pikapi...pika chu!"

"Uh oh..."

Meanwhile, Misty was preparing to take a different approach with the disinterested Buizel. "Alright, so this guy's not responsive to affection, so maybe..." she screwed on a determined expression and turned the small water-type to face her. "I can tell you're a proud water Pokémon who respects strength." she leaned in closer. "Now look me in the eyes, and tell me what you see!"

They stared at each other for a few moments, neither of them blinking as they studied each other's stances and got a feel for the other's power. Finally, the water weasel cracked a smirk and nodded at Misty, acknowledging her prowess as a water-Pokémon trainer. "Bui bui."

"That's what I like to see, now put 'er there!" She held out her fist to Buizel, who quickly extended his paw and pounded it against the redhead's clenched hand. "I can tell you and I are gonna get along just fine Buizel...as for Ash and Gyarados on the other hand..."

"Misty! HELP!" Both Misty and Buizel turned to see Ash and Pikachu running for their lives with Gyarados chasing them down in rage. "Call him off Misty, call him off!"

"I thought you said you'd be just fine Mr. Pokémon Master!"

"Very funny!" Flames rained down from above and the black-haired trainer screamed in terror. "Hot! Very hot! MISTYYYYYYYYYYY!"

"Well..." she looked back at Buizel and sweat-dropped. "He can't say I didn't warn him."

"Bui bui..."

"Don't worry Buizel, I'll go help your ding-dong of a trainer now." More flames caught her attention and she sighed in resignation. "I just hope he learned his lesson...hang on Ash, I'm coming!"

A/N: Gyarados will listen to no one but his master. Misty on the other hand can handle just about any water type. Poor Ash. Let's meet back tomorrow, shall we?