Me: Yes! I'm back!

Drew: I'm not going to die, am I?

May:...

Me: Leave him. He read this fic by Pikachu's Friend - Mistyfur where he dies and he can't get over it.

May: Riiight. Kinda weird.

Me: I know. Do the disclaimer Drew.

Drew: So you're promising I won't die?

Me: Eventually, you will die. But not in this fic.

Drew: Well...

Me:JUST DO IT!!!!!

Drew: Alright alright. She doesn't own pokemon, on with the story.

May skipped happily up to Drew.

"Guess what? Ash, Misty, Dawn and Paul are coming over! Isn't that great?"

Drew put down his magazine and raised an eyebrow.

"First of all, who are Dawn and Paul? Secondly, what?"

"Well, Dawn travelled with Ash after me, and Paul was Ash's rival at the same time as when Dawn was around.

"Do you know what they're like?"

"Not a clue!"

"Well, if they're escaped prisoners I'll protect you, no doubt about that."

May smiled and kissed his gently.

"Hi, you must be May!"

A blue-haired girl stood in the doorway to the pokecenter. She was smiling at May. May screamed.

"DREW! THIS MEAN GIRL IS SCARING ME!"

A familiar navy-haired boy dashed up to her.

"May, it's okay, this is Dawn." Ash calmed May down. Then she giggled.

"Sorry Dawn!"

"S'ok!"

"Hey, wanna come up to my room and we can do each other's hair?"

"Sure!"

Misty appeared in the doorway.

"By the looks of it, you two need as much help as you can get! Count me in!"

The three girls ran upstairs giggling.

A purple-haired boy came in with his hands in his pockets.

"You must be Drew. Pathetic."

"Right back atcha, Paul."

"You like May."

"I know. So does she. We like each other. Very good, Paulie waulie. Have a cookie."

Ash sat down, confused by the meanness. A box fell out of his pocket, small and velveted.

"Hang on...is that box what I think it is?" Drew said slowly, and he and Paul drew identical boxes from their pockets...

Upstairs...

"Um...May? Misty? Dawn? Can you come down?"

May glanced towards the door, where the muffled yelling was coming from.

"You come up."

Drew's voice muttered dark words, and two pairs of feet stomped up the stairs. Another pair pattered behind them. May, Misty and Dawn sat down on the long sofa. Drew and Paul came in, followed closely by Ash. The first and the last sat down on the floor, but Paul remained standing until Drew literally dragged him down. He nodded to Ash, who took a deeeeeeep breath. And another. And another.

"ASH!"

"Sorry." He gulped, and took out the little box. His cross-leggedness shifted to a kneeling position, and he said;

"Misty? Em yrram uoy lliw?"

Everyone stared at him. He gingerly read his hand the other way around.

"Misty? Will you marry me?"

Everybody caught their breath. Misty picked up the little diamond ring and examined it in the light. Then, ever slowly, she put it on the windowsill behind her and kissed Ash passionately.

"Is that a yes?" Ash asked hopefully once they broke apart.

"What do you think?" Misty said softly. Ash looked sad and turned away.

"She said yes!" Drew said disbelievingly. Ash perked up and grinned, then he winked at Paul, who looked at Dawn, who simply said:

"Shut up Paul."

and surreptitiously put the ring he was holding out on her finger. For the first time, Paul smiled, and Dawn kissed him.

Drew looked at May, and she said:

"I decline."

Everybody gasped simultaneously. May fell back laughing.

"You should've seen the look on your face! Give me that ring."

Drew growled as she fitted the ring on.

"That wasn't funny."

May smiled smugly.

"Oh yes, I think it was."

"C'mere, I'm gonna get you."

And the joy that flowed through each and every one of those six hearts tonight was enough to light a city of no electricity. Yes, even Paul.

Me: Aw, my first fanfic! Finally finished.

BTW, I need some ideas because when I get writers block I- well, ask for ideas. I need help in Chinese Whispers, May and Drew's Fifty Kids and Babysitter. I'm sorry if I'm making a gloomy ending (no flames please) but HELP ME!!!!!!!!!

Thank you,

THE END