OH MY GOD! (Looks completely horrified) I'M SO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING!!!! May I mention one thing, right now, and it's that I'm super lazy. I may be super lazy, and a really crappy writer, but I will not let a story die. I will finish what I started, even if it sucks!

SO I'M REALLY, REALLY, INSANELY SORRY THAT I DID NOT UPDATE FOR WHAT, TWO MONTHS!? Feel free to shoot me now…. (Puts on blindfold)

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The Sunday List Of Dreams

Chapter 7: Strawberry Aphrodisiac

I continue simple moves,
You continue my continuations,
I am you, and you are me…
I repeat, you repeat.
If you want - be silent,
Wait until it stops.

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"Man, that was good!" Ash sighed, patting his belly cutely, grinning childishly at the group that was situated by him, sitting against a large round table cloaked in white.

"I can't believe you ate that much…" Misty stared at Ash, horrified. Ash turned and grinned at her cheerfully. She turned a bit red and coughed to herself. May could barely contain her laughter.

"So, what should we do now?" Dawn slurped on her now almost empty soda, as they all leaned against the contemporary styled chairs in the restaurant, casually, contemplating what was next planned in their day. Misty just happened to turn to notice the fact that May had quite the scary look on her face. She was grinning, in an almost maniacally way, and Misty gulped nervously.

"I know what we can do." Everyone turned to May. She suddenly smiled broadly, "Go shopping, of course!"

Immediately the three girls could hear the blatant protesting of a mixture of Max, Ash, Brock, Drew, and Paul's voices, with silly excuses and completely cold, unconcealed voices that said 'no' in a harsh way. Tory simply sat, smiling at the commotion.

"May, you're an absolute shopaholic." Misty retorted, sipping her water quietly.

"Yeah, but do you have any better idea of what to do?" May responded, smirking.

"W-well…" Misty sweatdropped at the triumphant look on May's face, and quickly replied with, "Well, remember what happened at our last big outing?"

There was a contemplating look on May's face, as she pressed her index finger gently against her chin, nose and eyes pointed upwards, blinking a few times. She grinned easily.

"Yeah, wasn't that a lot of fun?"

Misty shuddered, as everybody (save for Dawn who snickered in response) simply blinked owlishly at the conversation that had settled in front of them.

"But you bought such cute clothes!" May protested.

Misty sneered, "That you forced me to buy, and try on, and go through another sixty dresses all in the middle!" She turned to everybody else, Dawn's loud slurping filling their ears, "I swear, it was truly sixty dresses," she turned to May again, "But I'm probably off, it was probably more!"

Brock noted to himself, that it had probably been a completely hellish experience, and was thankful he wasn't a girl.

Through all the hell that Misty and May were raising, Dawn turned casually to everybody, slurping on her drink some more until it was empty. She smacked her lips a bit, licking off her lip any spare of the slushy that had managed to catch on the top of her lip, grinning cheerfully to Paul, who in turn looked away, in an almost nervous way. She sighed, and glanced at May and Misty. Dawn rolled her eyes, and turned to Max.

"This could take a while. I'm surprised you were able to survive living with her!" Dawn joked, grinning cutely.

"And--- hey, I heard that!" May shrieked, turning to Dawn and attracting the attention of the fellow clients in the restaurant.

Eventually in the end, May had won out, and the group had decided to enjoy themselves in the mall for a few hours. Misty had, surprisingly, enjoyed it. Maybe it was because they'd gone into a few stores that even Misty had to admit, had the cutest clothes with pokemon print on it. It was the end of the day now, and the sun was beginning to set slowly. The group said their goodbyes to Tory, before leaving La Rousse, via bullet train, and boarding back onto the ship, which was due leave for Alto Mare the next day.

May, Dawn, and Misty had said goodbye to the group of boys, as they gravitated towards their separate rooms, giggling to each other about the obvious facial expressions most of the boys had on, as they traveled through clothes quicker than you could say, "boo," although amusedly, most of the conversation rotated around Max's face.

"Did you see him when you tried on that v-cut shirt, and a guy happened to look at you at that moment? Max looked murderous! Poor brother, having such a promiscuous sister." Dawn tsked, and May looked at her, completely mortified.

"What are you talking about?!" May cried in protest, as Dawn laughed easily and waved her off.

"Oh yeah?" May fumed, "Paul looked about ready to jump out a window when you tried on that red shirt!"

"What was that?!" Dawn hissed, and Misty laughed nervously at them, quickly intervening as Togepi yawned.

Misty couldn't help but be envious of the baby pokemon, wanting nothing more to go to sleep.

The girls had stepped into their room, still bickering as Misty set Togepi down on her bed. They stripped and changed into their pajamas, shorts and tanks, settling down on the floor, pillows and blankets strewn underneath and around them, tv on a random soap opera that happened to be playing, as they pulled two packs of strawberries (from the complementary fridge) and ripping off their smooth, green tops and biting into the aphrodisiac.

"You know…" Dawn started, "Strawberries are considered an aphrodisiac." She bit into another juicy, sweet red strawberry, groaning at how good it was.

"And you call me promiscuous." May muttered, grinning when Dawn gave a smug smile in her direction.

"It's only one depending on who's feeding it to you." The two turned to Misty, choking on small pieces of strawberry, Misty, who in turn, simply laughed at their faces.

"And you would know all about this, wouldn't you, Misty?" Dawn teased, and Misty gasped, turning red.

"I don't know what you're talking about!" Misty smirked at their faces.

"No, don't leave me---!" The sounds of the TV echoed, bouncing off the walls.

"Oh my god…" The sound of a moan came from the floor of the occupied bedroom.

"Right there…" Another groan, "T-that's perfect! Right there!" There was a high-pitched cry. (1)

"Oh. My. God!" Misty shrieked, jumping up from her position, May lying on the floor comfortably, as Dawn simply read a magazine, chewing on another strawberry.

"What?" May gasped, looking up at the TV.

"Oh my god, he's actually going to kill her!" Misty shrieked pointing at the TV. This caught Dawn's attention, whom threw the magazine aside in favor of the soap opera.

"What? He can't do that! He's her husband! What a jerk!" Dawn cried, pouting angrily at the TV.

"Misty," May whined, "Can you massage my back a little more? Please?"

"Oh, sure!" Misty sat back down, and looked at the TV.

"Oh, that's perfect!" May murmured, before looking up at the TV.

"I can't believe we can actually get into this." Dawn noted, popping a small strawberry into her mouth.

The ship had already begun to leave, earlier than they were expecting, as they could feel the boat gliding bumpily along in the water, like a new wooden rocking horse that swayed back and forth as the child played on it.

"Soap operas are pretty romantic, and kind of disturbing too." May noted, grimacing as the lights turned out in the room on the screen, and the painful screaming and gunshot could be heard reverberating through the room.

"Sappy, way too overly dramatic, but that's what makes it so amazing." Dawn noted, as Misty grabbed a strawberry and ate it slowly with one hand.

"I'm glad our lives aren't like that." Misty said, still enraptured with her strawberry.

"Yeah, we lead perfectly normal lives." May agreed, nodding her head.

"Are you two in denial, or something?" Dawn snorted, and there was a slight, pregnant pause. The three began bursting out in an insane laughter, as the TV continued to play a funeral scene, it's inhabitants cloaked in black, a strict contrast to the scene playing on in the real world.

Okay, I'm sorry that was so short! It was only about 4 pages long, just going into the fifth with the last sentence. I always try to type up my chapters at least 4 pages long, and this took me about 3 hours. But, I was attempting to multi task, as well…

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(1) I KNOW WHAT YOU'RE ALL THINKING! GET YOUR HEADS OUT OF THE GUTTER!

All right, so I know this was a really crappy chapter, and it was a huge filler… So I'll just mention the fact that the next chapter is called "Chapter 8: Alto Mare, City Of Water and… Love…?"

So, yeah, I like to leave you with something to think about at the end of every chapter… (Is lying)

Thanks for reading, and for sticking with this!