Egoshipping Strawberry

I'm back with the next chapter, a day later than intended, so let's get on with it!

Disclaimer: I don't own Pokémon

Chapter 5: And the Bad Luck Continues...

Monica looked at her red lap in shock. "You did not just do that!" she yelled at Misty, who was compensating whether she should throw water on her scolded skin or not.

Gary just watched and passed his girlfriend a napkin.

"Sorry!" Misty said again as if it would reverse what she had just did, though deep down, she thought it felt right. 'That's what you get when you mess with a Waterflower.' She thought to herself.

Monica stormed off to the bathroom and left her boyfriend with her now, new nemesis.

Gary shuffled over to Monica's seat (which is next to Misty's).

"And your bad luck continues." Gary commented, which lightened up the mood a little. Misty just gave him a glare, but not a really unwelcoming one.

Gary gave her a gentle shove. "Lighten up." Gary said as he reached out for another small dish that had some prawn tempura on it.

"I just scolded your girlfriends legs, shouldn't you be worried or something?" Misty asked in a worried tone that deep down, it was really telling Gary to grow up a bit.

Gary sighed and put his chopsticks down. "Misty, the worst that's gonna happen is that her legs will be red for a few hours or few days top. It's not exactly life threatening."

Misty had to admit that he had a point there.

But soon, Monica's heel's could be heard clicking out of the restroom direction and Misty decided that she didn't want to stick around anymore.

Misty stood up from her seat and grabbed her personal belongings. "I'm going now, see you later." she said as she bolted towards the door before Gary could interject in anyway.

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After Misty had left the restaurant that she could probably never face again, she strolled along to the park near her house. The sky had a nice pinky tinge to it and it wasn't exactly cold out either. It was a relaxing way to end a somewhat embarrassing day.

She sat on the green seat of the swing and started to sway her legs back and forward until the swing was moving higher and higher upwards effortlessly.

The park was on a raised part of Pallet Town so form where she sat, she could see the town pretty well... Including the restaurant.

"That was humiliating." Misty commented out loud to herself as the swing descended backwards, allowing Misty to stop it with her feet.

"What was?" asked a voice from behind.

Misty immediately twirled round to see who it was. Her first thought after realising it was Tracey was: 'Thank God it's not a stalker.'

Tracey then replied as if he had read her thoughts, "Don't worry, it's just me. You can put your guard down now."

"My guard was never up." Misty countered as she stood up.

Tracey had to laugh at that one before he put on a girly voice and started to imitate Misty, "Oh Trace, I think that guy over there is stalking me!" he was flailing his arm all over the place, which earned him a slap across the back of his head form Misty.

She shook her head disapprovingly. "What are you doing in this neck of the woods anyway?" she asked him.

Tracey decided that he should stop mocking Misty and answer her. " I was picking up some herbs from the small shack on that hilltop and I was now heading back to the Oak mansion to have dinner. Care to join?"

Misty thought about it but before she could reject his offer, her stomach sounded due to the lack of food she had eaten from the Japanese restaurant.

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Oak Mansion...

She followed Tracey (or more like was dragged, depending on how you look at it) into the Oak mansion and due to not being able to see a flamboyant red car, she concluded that Gary was still not back yet. She mentally wiped her forehead and took a seat on the couch that Gary had taken up early that day.

Tracey left her by herself and went to fetch her some water. But before he had returned, she heard the sound of a pair of house keys at the door and immediately assumed it was Gary, which was correct but what she didn't expect was to find Monica standing that closely to him.

Misty could feel the tension build up inside her. Maybe it had something to do with the death glares that she was receiving from Monica.

By the time the couple had made it into the living room, where Misty was, Tracey had still not returned with that one small glass of water for Misty yet. Misty could feel herself getting really warm due to being in the same room as the two people that she didn't really want to see. 'Where on Earth has Tracey disappeared to?' she mentally asked herself.

She was saved by the footsteps that could be heard from the other doorway that was further away from the main entrance, which is where she really wanted to go to.

Within seconds, Professor Oak's appearance could be seen by the door followed closely by Tracey, who was holding a tray of drinks. He put the tray down on one of the round table beside Misty's couch and passed her the glass of water. All the remaining glasses had some form of alcohol in it and to be honest, Misty wasn't exactly fond of alcohol.

Great, now Misty was in a room full of people that she either one, embarrassed herself in front of. Two, broke something that was very valuable to them or three, have recently started to slowly regain a crush on. What could be worse?

"What brings you here?" Gary asked. He had one arm around Monica and the other was holding a glass of red liquid.

"Uh, Tracey dragged me here for dinner. But I didn't get to tell him that I already ate." Misty replied.

Gary and his grandpa looked convinced but Monica on the other hand...

"Really?" Monica queried as she sat forward on her seat.

"Yeah." Misty said , luckily for her, her tone was still stable and wasn't showing any cracking or fear after all, the woman was pretty intimidating. "why do you say that?" Misty asked.

"No reason." she replied.

Now Misty really wanted to know what Monica was playing at.

"Okay then, let's all gather round the dinner table then." Professor Oak announced.

Gary and Monica stood up. "No thanks, we've just eaten." Gary said.

Misty noticed that Gary's hand had moved from being round Monica's shoulder to her waist, and deep, deep down, she knew she was jealous.

"We'll be upstairs if you need us." Gary said as he walked towards one of the doors that lead them to the hall, which had a staircase that would take them to the bedroom.

What they were going to do up there was something that Misty did not want to progress her thoughts further into.

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The next day, seven thirty a.m.

Misty got up bright and early and went for a walk. She couldn't bare the humiliation and bad luck that she had experienced in the past few days since moving here. But never-the-less, Misty was going to try and make today turn out well... Or at least better that the past few days.

She had somehow found herself automatically walking towards the direction of the strawberry farm that she had accidentally stumbled upon on her last walk.

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We'll that's another chap so until next time. Later

*silver-hedgehog