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W is for Window
In the quiet town of Pallet, there lived a family.
That family had four beautiful daughters.
The Waterflowers were quite wealthy.
Their first three daughters were beautiful and energetic, in fact they were known as the Waterflower trio of beauty.
Their youngest daughter however was quite sickly.
She had beautiful silky orange hair and a pair of bright cerulean eyes.
But she was so sickly that she could never go outside.
Instead she sat inside everyday with her Togepi looking out the large window.
Some believed that there was a ghost in the Waterflower Mansion.
She was so pale that she indeed looked like a ghost.
But whenever anyone ever mentioned this to one of the three eldest sisters, they would simply laugh.
One fantastic day, the Waterflower family left on their car to have a picnic. All except the young and sickly Misty went.
However, on that day, a tragedy struck. The Waterflowers were involved in a horrid accident leaving Misty by herself with their many servants.
So soon nobody recalled the youngest daughter, and whenever anyone saw her gazing out the window, they would only think of the rumored ghost of Waterflower Mansion.
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"Where is Ashton Ketchum?" Asked an elderly man.
A handsome raven haired male jumped out of the crowd and struck a pose, "Ash Ketchum!"
A Pikachu made its way out as well and hopped on the male's shoulder.
The elderly man nodded, "I see, you are free to leave now."
Ash pulled his visor over slightly and then grinned before running off by himself.
He somehow wandered over to the Waterflower estate.
There was a gate surrounding the land but the doors around the gate were wide open.
He walked in and found the path leading to the Waterflower Mansion.
Finally he got to the giant garden.
He continued to walk on until he found a circular area. There were stone tiles laid down and flowers surrounded the area.
There was also benches set around the area.
"Pikachu! Isn't this a great place to train?" Ash asked enthusiastically.
"Pika!" Agreed the lightning Pokémon.
Soon Pikachu was fighting against another one of his trainer's Pokémon.
They fought for a few moments more before stopping for a rest.
Ash sat down on one of the stone benches and leaned his head back to let the sunlight warm his face.
When he opened his eyes, he saw a pale figure in the window.
From what he could tell, the figure in the window was a female around his own age.
He could very clearly see her bright orange hair, it was long and flowed around her shoulders majestically.
But her flowing nightgown seemed too large for her.
She seemed very pretty, but very tired at the same time.
Every day he went there and every day he would see the stranger in the window.
After an entire year of Ash gazing at the woman in the window, she wasn't there.
Ash seemed worried. When he was about to knock on the door to ask of the window female, someone appeared.
She was silent but he had somehow sensed her.
He turned around to be in her presence.
Although she seemed to be fragile and looked like she could break at any moment, she also looked strong and noble.
Ash's eyes widened, "Window woman?"
Her lips curved into a smile which lit up her face and she laughed.
When she stopped, her head tilted, "Window woman? Is that what you consider me?"
Ash laughed, "Well I did see you through that large window," he had pointed to the window that he had often spotted her at, "And I have no idea what your name is."
"Would you like to know?" She asked, a hesitant note in her voice.
"Of course, I can't possibly call you window woman my entire life." Ash said.
"Misty, Misty Waterflower," She said smiling.
"That's a pretty name." He said nodding.
She looked at him expectantly and he jumped, "Oh! I'm sorry, I forgot to tell you my name! Ash Ketchum at your service."
Ash bowed down before looking up grinning cheekily.
Misty smiled and then she asked, "Why did you come here every day?"
Ash looked confused, "I don't know why, I guess you looked lonely to me, I thought that perhaps you needed a friend."
Misty frowned, "why didn't you come into the house then?"
Ash chuckled awkwardly and rubbed the back of his neck, "Well I was already trespassing on your property, I thought it would be too far to do that."
Misty laughed, "You could have stopped when it was raining? Why did you come even then?"
Ash stepped closer to her, "Because window woman, everyday that I saw you, I fell in love with you more and more. I wanted to know the woman and the story behind you."
Misty smiled and Ash took his warm reassuring hand and wrapped it around her cold frail hand."