Egoshipping Strawberry

Another chapter because I've been having a good week so far. And because I don't know when I'll have enough time to type again. But it probably wont be too long.

Disclaimer: I'll go hi-jack the Pokemon company and kidknap the creator of Pokemon now. But until that's done, it's not mine.

Chapter 1: We Meet Again

He raised his arm to sheild his eyes from the blinding light that had reflected of the blue aquamarine heart necklace. The neklace looked extremely familiar to him and he was almost a hundred percent sure that he knew who was at the door.

"What are you doing here, Gary?" asked the girl who's voice confirmed his geuss.

"I live here."Gary said, "But as for you, Misty, care to explain?" he asked her, leaning against the door frame.

"Me?" Misty asked, pointing at herself. "I came for a visit." Misty wasn't about to tell him the real reason to why she's in Pallet Town.

Gary stepped to one side and allowed Misty to enter. "Well, judging by your reaction, you didn't come to visit me." he said.

"I didn't think you'd be here." Misty said, examinig the hallway which was wide and spaceous. She headed towards the sitting room that was on the left when you entered the mansion. "So where's Professor Oak?" Misty asked.

"In his lab." Gary replied as he followed Misty into the living room.

"Does he have any geusts over?" she asked trying to find out if Ash was here without mentioning him.

"No, but I do." Gary said as they both entered the living room. "Misty, this is my latest girfriend."

A girl with the body of a supermodel's stood up from one of the cream leather couches and approached Gary before planting a kiss on his cheek. His new girlfriend was almost as tall as Gary himself and had long brown hair with her flawless skin.

"Monica, this is my..." Gary choose his next words carefully, "... Friend. Misty Waterflower."

"Hi." Misty greeted, but all she got in return was a snobby grin. Misty decided to ignore it and ask Gary to get his grampa for her.

Gary left the room to retrieve his grmpa from the lab, leaving Misty and Monica in the sitting room.

"So..." Misty said, trying to break the silence, "How long have you and Gary been going out for?" Misty picked up a statue form above the fire place and pretended to look at it.

"A few days." Monica answered, "And it'll be longer than that if you stay away from him." she added as she walked closer and closer to Misty. "Just being clear."

Misty looked at her with wide eyes. "O...kay." Misty said with Monica standing right in front of her wearing a murderous look.

She was saved from hearing anymore when she heard Professor Oak and Gary's voice becoming clearer and clearer as they approached the room from the other door that Gary left from.

Misty let out a sigh of relief before she put the statue down back onto it's original place but her hand slipped, causing the statue to fall onto the floor just as Gary and Professor Oak entered.

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Misty's house...

It was now getting pretty late (around ten o'clock) and other than her new house being finished with the decorating, nothing else had went well: first there was the whole thing with the threat from Gary's girlfriend; then there was the broken statue inccident and although the professor said that it was no big deal, he still looked annoyed with his twitchy eye; then she finds out that the person who she moved here for had just left Pallet Town to go on another adventure just this morning.

This was clearly not her day.

Misty went up stairs to her new bedroom and climbed onto her bed and fell asleep without showering or even changing out of her light blue demin shorts and blue tank top.

Six hours later...

Misty slowly felt her eyes widen. She wasn't used to calling this place 'home' yet so it was natural of her to wake up after sleeping for a short amount of time. She looked at the small bedside table that held her Marill alarm clock and the lamp. It was only four in the morning but she really did feel like she can't sleep anymore so she stepped into her shower and mentally planned out what to do.

After she finished her shower, she knew what was her plan: a walk. That's right, she was going to go on a walk around Pallet Town at five in the morning (after she eats something), plus it wasn't even that dark anymore.

She opened her wordrobe and picked out a pair of three quarter length skinny jeans and a white t-shirt under a blue tank top- after all, the morning breeze was quite strong despite it being summer. Her next stop: the kitchen.

In her new house, the kitchen wasn't actually a room on it's own; it was an open kitchen that joined up with the living room, which in turn was joined to the small open space that lead to the front door. In other words, there was really only one room downstairs. To keep her house simple to decorate, al the walls were painted white and the floor was made of lamenated wood.

She opened the fridge and found some food in it; mainly fruits so she took an apple out and started to munch on it before she looked at the cupboards. Nothing. There was nothing in any of them so the next thing she had to do after her long walk was to wait till the supermarkets open- which was about eight a.m.- and do the grocery shopping.

But for now, she headed towards the door and left... Before she quickly entered again to grab her house keys and purse.

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Too bad Misty didn't own a watch. If she did, she could've worked out how long she had being walking for. But all she knew was she was not in Pallet Town anymore and she must've walked for a long time. She concluded that it must not be noon yet- judging by the positioning of the sun.

She looked at the scenery around her. None of it was familiar to her so she must've been lost but fortunatly for her, there was a some smoke in the sky and no, it wasn't smoke from a forest fire, it was more like smoke from a chimney so after she decided that it wouldn't do any harm to go there seeing as she's lost anyway, she followed the trail.

As Misty got closer, she couldn't help but feel a bit nervous. What if the owner was a rapist? Or worse. What if the owner was a seriel killer? But then again she did survive yesterday's bad day so it probably couldn't get much worse. She convinced herself that it was going to be fine before she saw a red convertible. "Since when do farmers drive such ostentatious cars?" Misty asked herself before she gently opened the gate and allowed herself to slip in.

The farm didn't appear to be as sleazy as she thought it would be. Out in the feilds was a herd of Miltanks eating some grass. Along from there was lots of crops and next to them was what looked like a person, possibly the owner?

Misty wasted no time and headed there first. He didn't notice Misty's presence until she tapped on his shoulder.

He turned round. "Hello there young lady." he greeted, "Are you here for our strawberries. They're the best in the region, you know."

Misty just looked at him. "I... I didn't know you sold strawberries here. How much is there in a box?"

"Depends on how you pick, young lady." he answered her.

Misty looked at him with a slightly confused expression. "What do you mean?"

"Well, here at Millie's Farm, we offer strawberry picking as a recreation." he said woth a very proud stance.

"Really?" Misty was pretty interested by the man's words. He sure doesn't look like a rapist or seriel kiler to her. "You must be filled with visitors then."

He nodded, "Yeah, we usually are in the afternoons. But we only use strawberry picking as a recreation due to slow business lately and it wouldn't be any good to let the farm shut down after my great-great-great grandma Millie worked so hard into making this place into something."

Misty nodded. "I saw a red convertible outside so I thought you must have a high income."

"That car?" he repeated before he went onto explain, "It's not mine. It is one of my old customer and now good friend's."

"Oh."

"He's out on one of the strawberry feilds at the moment." he said, pointing to one of feilds behind the farmhouse. "If you give me twenty dollars then you can fill this basket with strawberries... And your tummy too, if you like."

Misty took the basket and gave him a twenty dollar bill before she skipped off to the feild. She stopped when she saw the convertible owner's outline before she could clearly see who it was. She saw him sit on the grass that was on the far side of the feild from herself.

On the otherside of the feild...

Gary swore that there was someone staring at him. Perhaps another girl who was dying to talk to him?

He looked over and was blinded by a blinding light that must've been reflected by the sun. But to him, that was an indication to who was there. He looked up just to be sure and he was right, Misty was standing right there.

"We meet again..."

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Okay, my wonderful readers, don't forget to review and I'll plot and hi-jack at the same time. Later

*silver-hedgehog