Well it's been a while since I last updated this one, almost four years now. But I was in the writing spirit and wanted to write something nonsensical so here it is.

Oh and if anyone was wondering for whatever reason I will be updating Katana on Friday so be on the lookout for that.

Also don't forget to send in your What If's in, I'm gonna try and update more often which isn't saying much since the bar is so incredibly low but I'm gonna try and raise it a bit!

What if Brock was successful with the ladies?

Rolling her eyes Misty looked at the clock, wanting to be put out of her misery at this point. It had been two hours that her and Ash had been waiting for him in the lobby of the Pokemon Center and yet, still there was no sign of him.

"Misty," defeated and hungry, even Ash himself was getting a little restless, "what's taking Brock so long? He's been with that girl in his room teaching her the methods of Pokemon breeding for hours now!"

"I guess she's trying to get some extra credit with professor 'can't keep it in his pants'," Misty sarcastically said as she folded her arms in annoyance.

"But every girl he teaches asks for extra credit! I can't imagine what horrible grades they must all have," Ash replied, figuring that all pretty girls must be terrible at school if they all needed Brock for extra credit.

"They're all getting D's Ash, just trust me on this one," Misty said as she buried her face in her hands, "remind me again why you decided to bring him along with us?"

"He said he wanted to be the best breeder in the world and that he could never be that while staying in Pewter City since his infinite amount of siblings and hobo father were huge cockblocks. Whatever that means," Ash explained as he came back to the present, oblivious to it all, "I just never thought that Pokemon breeding involved so much alone time with ever pretty girl he saw."

Disgusted with Brock's reasoning and behavior as a whole, Misty decided that she had had enough. Standing up from out of her chair absolutely steaming, she walked down the hall of the Pokemon Center and directly towards Brock's room.

"Wait hold up Misty calm down," Ash pleaded with his hot headed friend. "If you interrupt his class now then Brock will never have time to teach me like he promised!"

"Stay right here Ash, I'll just be a moment," Misty angrily replied as Ash stood down the hall from where Brock's room was.

Calming herself down a bit Misty took a deep breath as she could get the sinful sounds coming from inside the room. Completely blocking out the noises she calmly knocked on the door, hoping to have a nice, friendly conversation.

After a few seconds of no response, Misty smiled, her rage at a tipping point. She cautiously cleared her throat and once she did, she raised all kinds of hell.

Beating down the door to the point where it started to crack at the seams, Misty had had enough and was letting it all out. "BROCK YOU PERVERTED BASTARD YOU OPEN THE DOOR THIS INSTANT!"

Even though Ash himself was down the hall from this all happening, he could still feel his ears ringing thanks to Misty's concentrated rage. Worried about losing his chance to learn under Brock's guidance, he quietly watched on.

It seemed as though Misty's tone of voice was enough to get Brock's attention as the sounds coming from the room stopped and footsteps started to approach the door. Slowly creaking it open with nothing but his boxers on, there stood the Pewter City gym leader in all his glory.

"Can The Brock help you?" Brock asked, always referring to himself in the third person.

Although Misty was disgusted by Brock and everything about him, she still had to make sure not to maintain eye contact for too long. Those big brown eyes of his was all it took for women to fall for him, nobody was immune to its charming power.

"Why yes oh great one you can actually," Misty sweetly replied, laying it on absolutely thick. "If you could just, you know, not have intercourse with every woman you see and actually helped Ash with his training that would just be absolutely fantastic!"

Taking a deep breath of fresh air, Brock shook his head, "The boy is but a seed in the garden we call life. His roots firmly planted in the ground he tries to grow and cultivate life, but he lacks the discipline and strength it takes to transform."

Letting a few seconds pass to digest it all, Misty was ready to respond, "Yeah, none of what you said made sense, like at all. I could've chosen words at random from the English dictionary and it still would've made more sense than that."

"Brock I need you!" Ash yelled out from the end of the hall, "When can you teach me your Pokemon breeding skills?"

Thinking for a moment Brock was able to come up with something perfect for Ash, "Ash my son, The Brock shall gift you one bit of advice so treasure it. Remember, always separate the sister away from her younger brother, the demon child will most certainly cockblock you."

"I still don't know what that word means!" Ash cried out, hopelessly loss, "But that may work, I'll have to test that theory to the max!"

"...You know cause Hoenn and Advanceshipping-"

"Yeah no we got it," Brock replied as he was getting a headache from this whole situation.

"Brock are you almost done?" A sexually unsatisfied voice called out from his bed.

"We need you back here," a different female voice said, her voice full of pent up...emotions.

"On my way ladies," Brock replied as he tried to shut the door but was stopped by the fuming gym leader that stood before him.

"You're not going anywhere Brock, I'm not done with you!" Misty was ready to make a stand, this would be the hill that she was willing to die on.

Grinning maniacally Brock just shook his head, "Oh Misty, The Brock understands now what the true problem is."

"I mean I literally just told you what the probl-"

"Shhh, no words," Brock softly said as he moved his face in just mere centimeters away from Misty's, leaving her no choice but to look into his entrancing eyes. "It's okay to admit that you're jealous of all these different women that enter and leave my room."

"W-what?" Misty stuttered, her cheeks beginning to blush red as she tried and tried but couldn't break eye contact with Brock's sparkling brown eyes. "No that's...ridiculous?"

Grinning, Brock knew victory was within his grasps, "Come on Misty, there's room for one more in my, class."

Breathing harder and harder as Brock moved the hair from her eyes, Misty began to move without any control of her body. Her legs began to shake as step by step she began entering his room, Brock's eyes maintaining eye contact with hers at all times. She knew if she took one more step it'd be too late, the door would be shut behind her.

Just when it seemed as though all hope was lost, Brock blinked. The split second of his eyes being closed was enough for Misty to regain her composure and do something she should have done a long time ago. She poked him in both eyes.

Letting out a cry of pain Brock fell to the ground, holding his face as the pain seemed unbearable at first. "God what the hell Misty that really hurt!"

"Class dismissed," Misty said as she got her one liner in, disregarding Brock's words as she was satisfied with the work she had done.

After a few seconds of writhing in pain, it slowly but surely started to subside as Brock stood back up, "What was that for!?" Brock yelled out in anger and shock.

Misty's eyes widened in shock as she looked at Brock's new look. His gorgeous, seemingly hypnotic eyes were no more, in fact she couldn't see his eyes at all anymore. They seemingly looked closed, not even Misty was sure how we was able to see through those slits he called eyes.

"Just get out of here," Brock cried, unaware to the fact that his womanizing days were all but over.

"Gladly," Misty happily responded as it took all of her power not to bust up laughing at Brock's new look. With the door shutting behind her she had finally done what no woman in history had ever done before, resist Brock's charm.

"Misty!" Ash yelled as he ran up to her, "what happened? I heard Brock screaming, is he alright?"

"Oh, Brock is just fine. He even told me he had time tomorrow to get some Pokemon training in with you," Misty confidently proclaimed.

Although happy and excited for that revelation, it didn't quite make sense to Ash, "But isn't he gonna be too busy teaching girls about Pokemon breeding like he always is?"

Relishing this moment, Misty shook her head, "I don't think that's gonna be a problem anymore."

Walking away from his door and down the hall, it was just quiet enough to hear the horrified shrieks coming from Brock's room.

"Stay away from me you creep!"

"Oh my god I think I'm gonna puke!"

"Curse you Misty!" Brock cried out in agony upon losing his ticket to any girl that he wanted.

Misty simply smirked as she walked away from it all, Brock's teaching days were over and throughout all of this, Ash was still as oblivious as could be.

And that was it everyone, I hope you enjoyed it. Don't forget to send in your ideas for other What If's and send in reviews about what you thought of this one.