AN: Hey everyone! My new pokemon fic! There're gonna be lots of chapters
because the festival in it is 4 days and then there are like the things
before the actual thing. No flames please! I included May, but I HATE HER!
She gets on my nerves so bad even though she's sort of better looking than
Misty... in her own special way. But Ash and Misty together are a cuter
couple to me. I didn't include Max or many of the pokemon because I forgot
like, what they are... because I don't have sapphire or ruby... but IF I had
the game or if I liked Max, they'd be in here for sure. And I forgot May's
age so I just made up the ages so that everyone was older.
Ash: 17
Brock: 21
May: 17
Misty: 18
Ash, May, and Brock were traveling back to Pallet town for the annual Festival of Flowers. May was excited that Ash had invited her, hoping that this little invitation showed that he really loved her, not Misty, who she had met when they passed through Cerulean city. May didn't like Misty of course and vice versa. But the main reason that May didn't like Misty was because it seemed like Ash like Misty as more than just a friend. But during the festival, May hoped to change all of that by impressing Ash with her style, class, and grace. The only problem was she had to find some. (AN: Sorry for the diss!)
As they were walking down the road, May tried to flirt up a storm with Ash, but as usual, it failed. Brock just walked beside Pikachu and talked to him. Well, it was sort of a one sided conversation.
Ash: Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you guys. I invited Misty to come to the festival too. She just had to finish up some stuff at the gym before she came. Otherwise, she'd be walking with us.
May: What?!
Ash: Is that a problem?
Ash looked like he was hoping that she didn't mind. May just brushed it off and put on a smile, thinking that she was going to get Ash's heart in the end.
May: No! I just wasn't expecting her, that's all.
May cursed under her breath, nibbling on her nails. They continued walking until they got to Pallet Town and then to Ash's house.
Delia: ASH!!! HI HONEY!
She ran out the door and squeezed Ash in a hug.
Delia: Hello May! Hello Brock! Come inside! I made cookies!
May grinned. If she and Ash got married, then her kids would love their grandma. They followed Delia in the house and sat at the table where the aroma of sweet cookies floated to the air. They inhaled all of the cookies within two seconds. Pikachu licked his paw happily, trying to get the cookie residue off of it.
Ash: Thanks mom CHOMP CHOMP these are reallySNORT CHOMP good!
Delia: Your welcome baby.
She left the room to go bake some more cookies.
Ash: So at the festival, each night there's some special event. It's really fun. Last year, there was this huge party on the last day and some girl and guy were crowned king and queen of the festival. But on the other days there were games and stuff like that. So when Misty gets here, I guess we could go out to dinner then tomorrow go to the festival. Is that good for everyone?
May/Brock: Yeah, cool.
Just then, as if it was on cue, the doorbell rang. Ash jumped up to get it. May prayed that it was a police officer letting them know that Misty had died in some freak makeup accident or something. But no. It was Misty, alive and well.
Misty: Hey Ash!
Ash: Mist!
He gave her a hug. Brock stood up and walked to the door, but May sat there, looking uninterested.
Brock: Your hair looks great!
Misty had cut her hair to just above her shoulder and highlighted it with natural blonde and brownish colors. But her hair was still the Misty orange that they knew.
Misty: Oh, hi May. I didn't see you. You're so little!
Misty gave her a glare and May returned it. Misty may have developed from a scrawny kid to a curvy woman, but May hadn't. She was still sort of scrawny, but at least she didn't have to wear band-aids as a bra.
Ash: So do you guys want to get something to eat?
Misty: Oh sure! I'm starving! Where are we going to go?
Ash: I was thinking that we could go to that new Chinese food place down the road.
Brock: Great! I love Chinese food!
May: Yeah, it's pretty good.
Everyone heard little snores. Pikachu had fallen asleep on the chair.
Ash: I guess he must be tired from our journey! Just let him rest.
Misty: Okay, let's go.
Ash: Hey mom! We're going to eat!
Delia: Okay, be back soon!
Everyone walked out the door. May hung back and walked next to Brock about 10 feet behind Ash and Misty. May watched as Misty clearly flirted with Ash. But what was this? Ash was flirting back?! May bit her tongue and cursed Misty out in her mind. Misty dropped her purse and May hoped that her capris would rip in the back because they were so tight. But they didn't and Misty walked on. After a while, they finally reached the restaurant. Ash took care of getting the seats. The restaurant was very cool. It had paper lanterns and colorful seats. Everyone seemed to be having a good time. They took their seats at a pink booth. May dove in front of Misty and sat next to Ash. Misty gave her a look that said, "I will get you devil bitch. I will. Ash is MINE!" Misty sat down next to Brock, across from Ash.
Ash: What do you want to eat Misty?
Misty: I think I'll just have sweet and sour chicken...(AN: Which is SO GOOD! You should try it sometime! Heh!)
Ash: Cool, can I share it with you?
Misty: Sure...
May: But Ash, won't she eat it all?
May shot Misty a glance of triumph.
Misty: Aren't you confusing me with you?
Misty smirked back. Ash sat oblivious to the argument. He sat at the edge of the seat and tickled Misty's ankles with his toes (He's wearing flip flops). She giggled. They ate dinner and talked about the festival. The first night, there was an obstacle course, the second night there was a water gun fight, the third night, there was a midnight trail ride and finally, on the last night, there was the big dance. By then, it was sort of late. They left the restaurant and walked back to Ash's house in the same way that they did before.
Misty: Wow, it's chilly out here.
Ash put his arm around her shoulders. Misty blushed a deep red and leaned her head on his shoulder. May was steaming with anger as she stomped the ground next to Brock.
Brock: Uh, May? Are you feeling okay?
May: Fabulous Brock. Just fabulous.
Brock: whispering Does this have to do with Ash and Misty together?
May: Yes...
Brock: whispering Well, they've been best friends for a long time and...
May: whispering And what?
Brock: Never mind...
May: What? What is it?
Brock: No, it's not important...
They got back to Ash's house. Misty stretched her arms up into the air which made her shirt come up, which revealed... a bellybutton ring?! Misty?! Brock was surprised and so was Ash. Was this still the same Misty that he knew? Or had she changed to some clone of Britney Spears (AN: Who I now officially hate because I got tickets to her concert and SHE CANCELLED IT! ARG! I mean, I know that she hurt her knee, but I mean, she could continue it later! Okay, back to the story)? Then Ash thought about the dinner conversation. She was still the same in how she acted, well minus the constant mallet attacks.
Misty: I'm sleepy. I'm gonna go to sleep... Can I use your bathroom?
Ash: Sure, you know where it is.
Brock: Yeah, I'm gonna go to bed too.
Ash: I'll just be here watching TV for a while.
May: Yeah, me too.
Misty/Brock: Good night!
Misty and Brock walked up the stairs and to the bathroom. Ash sat on the far end of the couch and May sat right next to him. He seemed uncomfortable.
May: Oh Ash, it's so nice for us to be alone for once.
Ash: Ahuh...
May put her hand on his knee and Ash brushed it away.
Ash: I'm gonna go to bed... See you in the morning.
He stood and rushed to the bathroom. May sighed and put her head in her hands. She'd just have to try harder. She was thinking that she would have to get Misty away from him and then flirt and wear a great outfit... May yawned. She walked up the stairs and fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.
AN: You like? No flames on the reviews please!!!
Ash: 17
Brock: 21
May: 17
Misty: 18
Ash, May, and Brock were traveling back to Pallet town for the annual Festival of Flowers. May was excited that Ash had invited her, hoping that this little invitation showed that he really loved her, not Misty, who she had met when they passed through Cerulean city. May didn't like Misty of course and vice versa. But the main reason that May didn't like Misty was because it seemed like Ash like Misty as more than just a friend. But during the festival, May hoped to change all of that by impressing Ash with her style, class, and grace. The only problem was she had to find some. (AN: Sorry for the diss!)
As they were walking down the road, May tried to flirt up a storm with Ash, but as usual, it failed. Brock just walked beside Pikachu and talked to him. Well, it was sort of a one sided conversation.
Ash: Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you guys. I invited Misty to come to the festival too. She just had to finish up some stuff at the gym before she came. Otherwise, she'd be walking with us.
May: What?!
Ash: Is that a problem?
Ash looked like he was hoping that she didn't mind. May just brushed it off and put on a smile, thinking that she was going to get Ash's heart in the end.
May: No! I just wasn't expecting her, that's all.
May cursed under her breath, nibbling on her nails. They continued walking until they got to Pallet Town and then to Ash's house.
Delia: ASH!!! HI HONEY!
She ran out the door and squeezed Ash in a hug.
Delia: Hello May! Hello Brock! Come inside! I made cookies!
May grinned. If she and Ash got married, then her kids would love their grandma. They followed Delia in the house and sat at the table where the aroma of sweet cookies floated to the air. They inhaled all of the cookies within two seconds. Pikachu licked his paw happily, trying to get the cookie residue off of it.
Ash: Thanks mom CHOMP CHOMP these are reallySNORT CHOMP good!
Delia: Your welcome baby.
She left the room to go bake some more cookies.
Ash: So at the festival, each night there's some special event. It's really fun. Last year, there was this huge party on the last day and some girl and guy were crowned king and queen of the festival. But on the other days there were games and stuff like that. So when Misty gets here, I guess we could go out to dinner then tomorrow go to the festival. Is that good for everyone?
May/Brock: Yeah, cool.
Just then, as if it was on cue, the doorbell rang. Ash jumped up to get it. May prayed that it was a police officer letting them know that Misty had died in some freak makeup accident or something. But no. It was Misty, alive and well.
Misty: Hey Ash!
Ash: Mist!
He gave her a hug. Brock stood up and walked to the door, but May sat there, looking uninterested.
Brock: Your hair looks great!
Misty had cut her hair to just above her shoulder and highlighted it with natural blonde and brownish colors. But her hair was still the Misty orange that they knew.
Misty: Oh, hi May. I didn't see you. You're so little!
Misty gave her a glare and May returned it. Misty may have developed from a scrawny kid to a curvy woman, but May hadn't. She was still sort of scrawny, but at least she didn't have to wear band-aids as a bra.
Ash: So do you guys want to get something to eat?
Misty: Oh sure! I'm starving! Where are we going to go?
Ash: I was thinking that we could go to that new Chinese food place down the road.
Brock: Great! I love Chinese food!
May: Yeah, it's pretty good.
Everyone heard little snores. Pikachu had fallen asleep on the chair.
Ash: I guess he must be tired from our journey! Just let him rest.
Misty: Okay, let's go.
Ash: Hey mom! We're going to eat!
Delia: Okay, be back soon!
Everyone walked out the door. May hung back and walked next to Brock about 10 feet behind Ash and Misty. May watched as Misty clearly flirted with Ash. But what was this? Ash was flirting back?! May bit her tongue and cursed Misty out in her mind. Misty dropped her purse and May hoped that her capris would rip in the back because they were so tight. But they didn't and Misty walked on. After a while, they finally reached the restaurant. Ash took care of getting the seats. The restaurant was very cool. It had paper lanterns and colorful seats. Everyone seemed to be having a good time. They took their seats at a pink booth. May dove in front of Misty and sat next to Ash. Misty gave her a look that said, "I will get you devil bitch. I will. Ash is MINE!" Misty sat down next to Brock, across from Ash.
Ash: What do you want to eat Misty?
Misty: I think I'll just have sweet and sour chicken...(AN: Which is SO GOOD! You should try it sometime! Heh!)
Ash: Cool, can I share it with you?
Misty: Sure...
May: But Ash, won't she eat it all?
May shot Misty a glance of triumph.
Misty: Aren't you confusing me with you?
Misty smirked back. Ash sat oblivious to the argument. He sat at the edge of the seat and tickled Misty's ankles with his toes (He's wearing flip flops). She giggled. They ate dinner and talked about the festival. The first night, there was an obstacle course, the second night there was a water gun fight, the third night, there was a midnight trail ride and finally, on the last night, there was the big dance. By then, it was sort of late. They left the restaurant and walked back to Ash's house in the same way that they did before.
Misty: Wow, it's chilly out here.
Ash put his arm around her shoulders. Misty blushed a deep red and leaned her head on his shoulder. May was steaming with anger as she stomped the ground next to Brock.
Brock: Uh, May? Are you feeling okay?
May: Fabulous Brock. Just fabulous.
Brock: whispering Does this have to do with Ash and Misty together?
May: Yes...
Brock: whispering Well, they've been best friends for a long time and...
May: whispering And what?
Brock: Never mind...
May: What? What is it?
Brock: No, it's not important...
They got back to Ash's house. Misty stretched her arms up into the air which made her shirt come up, which revealed... a bellybutton ring?! Misty?! Brock was surprised and so was Ash. Was this still the same Misty that he knew? Or had she changed to some clone of Britney Spears (AN: Who I now officially hate because I got tickets to her concert and SHE CANCELLED IT! ARG! I mean, I know that she hurt her knee, but I mean, she could continue it later! Okay, back to the story)? Then Ash thought about the dinner conversation. She was still the same in how she acted, well minus the constant mallet attacks.
Misty: I'm sleepy. I'm gonna go to sleep... Can I use your bathroom?
Ash: Sure, you know where it is.
Brock: Yeah, I'm gonna go to bed too.
Ash: I'll just be here watching TV for a while.
May: Yeah, me too.
Misty/Brock: Good night!
Misty and Brock walked up the stairs and to the bathroom. Ash sat on the far end of the couch and May sat right next to him. He seemed uncomfortable.
May: Oh Ash, it's so nice for us to be alone for once.
Ash: Ahuh...
May put her hand on his knee and Ash brushed it away.
Ash: I'm gonna go to bed... See you in the morning.
He stood and rushed to the bathroom. May sighed and put her head in her hands. She'd just have to try harder. She was thinking that she would have to get Misty away from him and then flirt and wear a great outfit... May yawned. She walked up the stairs and fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.
AN: You like? No flames on the reviews please!!!