Oh My, Mummy!

~Chapter 2~

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Summery:

Misty, is a famous Kanto archeologist, and being only 16 years old at that! She takes an excavation job that many people are afraid to do, and in doing so...she has maybe got into more than she bargained

for...

I don't register the pain until I've been lying on the ground for about a ten seconds.

Sitting up, I groan, and look up at the elevated sarcophagus, where a DEAD person should be, but instead, I see a young boy staring back at me. His raven colored hair sticks out around his head in a shaggy way, his eyes are as dark as night with a piercing look, his face is youthful, with two Z markings on his cheeks, and his skin is slightly sun-kissed. Neither of us move for a moment, and he takes a step forward. I scream, and grab one of my tools and throw it at him.

"MUMMY!" I shriek, and back up. Well, he IS covered partially in wrappings, so the title should work...

"OW!" a deep-ish voice exclaims. "That hurt!" I peek at the mummy with one eye, and notice him crouching on the ground, holding his head in agony. I slowly open both eyes, and look at him with wide eyes.

"First thing I see when I wake up is someone trying to assassinate me!" the boy grumbles. "Guards!"

Silence.

He frowns, then turns to me.

"Who...are you?" I manage to say without stuttering. He walks towards me, and I get to my feet in case I need to fight.

"I'm the King, who else would I be?" he says, his eyebrows raised in annoyance.

He gives me a once over, before smirking.

"You're cute," he says. "Who are you?" I turn Tamato berry scarlet, and point a finger at him.

"Listen here, buster," I say. "I'm an archaeologist here, and I'm excavating this tomb. And you had the NERVE to come back to life!"

"Back to life!?" the boy scoffs. "As if, I just went to sleep!"

I deadpan.

"No. Really. You were a piece of stone mere moments ago," I say. He rolls his eyes.

"Prove it." I cross my arms and stalk over to his coffin, and point at the inscription. He rubs his arms while reading, and his expression creases into confusion.

"I don't understand this..." he murmurs, then turns to me. "But it looks like you woke me up! You know what that means?" I frown.

"Eh..."

"You're my savior, so when you kissed me, I woke up!" I punch him in the gut, my face burning.

"Don't bring that up!" I snap. "Freakish mummy..." He winces, and looks at me.

"What's wrong? All the girls from my time would've loved the chance to kiss me, so why are you so angry?!" I turn away.

"Was...that maybe your...-?"

"DON'T SAY IT!"

"FIRST KISS!" He says enthusiastically, which earns him another hit in the solar plexus. Doubling over, he groans.

"Owie..." I cross my arms.

"Serves you right," I grumble, looking away in embarrassment. If I had known this would happen, I would've have kiss the statue in the first place. He straightens up.

"Well, besides that, may I ask the name of my beautiful savior?" I glare at him for a moment, then sigh.

"It's Misty." He smiles.

"Nice name, I am King Ash!"

"Please leave off the King part," I say, sweatdropping. Ash shrugs.

"I guess since I am in a different time period, my title has ceased to exist..." he murmurs, looking sad. I suddenly feel guilty.

"Ah...well, why don't we get out of here, I can show you around..." I frown. "But..."

"But?" Ash asks, eyebrows raised.

"I think we're trapped in here..." I mumble.

"Really? No we aren't! Look!" he says, and walks over to his coffin. "The way out is right here!" He pushes a block that had previously been hidden by his body in the sarcophagus, and an opening appears. I blink.

"Where does that lead?" I ask. He grins, and holds out his hand.

"To paradise!"

~.0.~

I deadpan.

"Paradise? This is the desert," I state. "Where have you been for the past hundred plus years? Oh wait..you were somehow turned to stone and left in a burial." Ash crosses his arms over his bare chest.

"Yeah, thanks," he mutters. "But a long time ago, this used to be a beautiful oasis." He leans over my shoulder, and points.

"See, where those dunes are? There used to be rolling hills of tall grass where many bug type pokemon lived. Right across from that were several trees that surrounded a small lagoon."

His hands paint the landscape, and right before my eyes, I feel as if I can almost see it. Then I blink, and it disappears. I turn around, and Ash grins at me.

"Now, we need to find some food, I'm STARVING!" I chuckle quietly.

"Well, you have been asleep for almost a thousand years..." I say. "I guess I could help you with a little bit of supper."

~.0.~

We are almost at camp, when I remember Ash is wearing nothing but a skirt, basically, and won't put down his scepters. I make a face. I'll need to sneak him in somehow, and get him to wear one of our uniforms.

"Hey," I say. "You stay here for a moment, I need to check something." Ash shrugs.

"Okay."

I tiptoe into camp, and steal into the men's tent to grab a uniform. Pushing the flap up, I peek inside, and look around for anyone. Seeing that the cost is clear, I step forward, and head to the wooden chest where the clothes are kept. I pass several bunks where bags of chips and messy bedsheets are strewn, and stop at the end of the tent.

Prying open the lock, I push the lid up, and deftly pick through the clothes until I find something good for Ash to wear.

"What are you doing?" a voice asks, and I spin around.

Ash stands there staring at me.

"YOU," I hiss. "I told you to stay back there!"

"I got bored." I growl.

"Put these on," I say, holding out the clothes, "and wear them like I do." I turn around, and in a couple minutes, Ash says he has them on. I look at him, and see how it is on perfectly.

"At least you aren't stupid," I say. "Now, we need to leave this tent..."

"...I wonder where Misty went?" a voice drifts from outside.

I admit, I panic.

Grabbing Ash, I shove him under a bunk.

"What-?"

"NOW." He obeys, and I roll under one on the opposite side of the tent. The voices enter the tent, and I hold my breath as they rummage about their possessions.

"Where'd my drying underwear go?"

"I dunno, you probably lost it again, or a pokemon stole it."

"Shuddap!" The two disappear, and I let out a quick sigh. We both get out from our hiding places, and exit the tent.

"Misty, what was that about?" Ash asks.

"Well, I don't really think anyone would believe you are an ancient king from a thousand years ago who just HAPPENED to come back to life about half an hour ago, so no, I'd rather you not be caught in only a skirt!" I snap.

And anyway, they would ask how he was brought back, and I want to leave out the kiss part of the story as much as possible...

I rub my forehead.

"I see..." I hear Ash say. "If that's the case...I won't keep it a secret!" I whirl around.

"WHAT?" Ash smirks.

"I'll keep my King-ly-ness a secret, but only if you let me court you."

I turn red.

"WHAT!? WHY!?" I exclaim. "And for your information, 'courting' is called dating now." I turn away, my face burning.

"Well, will you accept my terms?"

I shake, and hope he doesn't see it.

I take a deep breath, and blurt-"YES! I WILL!"

Hmmm...I have enough ideas to make it have one or two more chapters...but I dunno...it might be hilarious to just end it here! XD

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~Misty