Thats for the feedback Fireditto. I didn't notice the gender change for Aipom, it is suppost to be female. Anyway, FireDitto, it is your lucky day. Your wish has come true. After getting back from a nine day trip to Hawaii, the next chapter is ready. LOTS of pokeshippyness. Just hope I didn't do anything insanly stupid, as I've not done anything this shippy before. Anyway, here it is.
Chapter 6
Secrets Revealed
The girl in front of them, sitting at a table in the food court, had teal hair pulled up into ponytails on each side of her head. She wore an orange tee-shirt with a large yellow star on it, along with a blue pair of pants. She had three Pokémon sitting on the table also. Two pink Ditto and then a blue Ditto. The girl looked up, saw Ash and the rest of the group, walked over, and smiled.
“Wow, a surprise to see you here! Long time no see. The last time we saw you was what, in Johto?” Misty exclaimed after seeing the old friend.
“Ya, it was in Johto, though I did see Ash on TV during the Hoenn league tournament and during the battle with Tucker in the Battle Frontier.” Said the girl. “And who might your new friend be?”
“Oh, that’s Dawn and she’s a new Pokémon coordinator. We just started traveling with her yesterday.” Misty answered.
“Nice to meet you Dawn, my name is Duplica. I want to be a Ditto Master.” Dawn giggled when Duplica mentioned “Ditto Master”. “What’s so funny? A Ditto master is a great thing. And these three Pokémon are my Ditto.”
Dawn took her pokédex out and scanned one of her Ditto. “Ditto, the transformation Pokémon. This Pokémon’s can reconfigure its cells to simulate another Pokémon exactly.” The pokédex stated.
“Why is that Ditto a different color?” Dawn asked.
“I found this Ditto just recently, out west from here, on Route 218. I had heard that there were Ditto out there if you use a PokeRadar, so I went out there, and after a bit, found this one. It’s a different color than normal, called a shiny Pokémon.” Explained Duplica.
“Well, I’m hungry, let’s go eat!” Ash interrupted, and for once, Misty agreed with him.
“Yes, let’s go eat.” Misty said. “I feel like a salad.”
“I always thought you were more like a carrot, or at least your head was a carrot. Anyway, I want a hamburger.” Ash told Misty.
“Well, I don’t care, I want a salad.” Misty shot back.
“Um, guys, you don’t need to argue over completely irrelevant things. We are in a food court. Misty, you can get your salad at one place and Ash, you can get your hamburger.” Brock said, trying to stop the arguing.
“Still get along the same I see. Someday they’ll figure it out.” Duplica mentioned to no one in particular.
“What do you mean, figure it out someday? I don’t get it. What are you saying?” Ash asked, a perplexed look on his face. Misty on the other hand, knew exactly what Duplica was talking about. She blushed, turned around, and told them she was going to find something to eat, hoping that no one had seen her blushing. Ash also went to find his hamburger, Pikachu following, wanting to get to the ketchup packets.
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Half an hour later, the group was done with lunch. Lunch had been calm, with Ash catching Duplica up with his achievements, showing off their PokeTechs, and Brock flirting with every pretty girl that walked by.
“Time to go shopping!” Misty exclaimed as she threw her trash away.
“Yes, let’s go!” agreed Dawn eagerly.
“I’ll join you, it’s been a while since I have been shopping at a mall.” Duplica added. The three of them started to walk off, but the guys jumped in the way to stop them before they got too far away.
“Hold on, first we have to figure out when and where we’ll meet. How about in an hour and a half and we meet right back here?” Brock proposed.
Everyone agreed, though Ash and the girls were thinking two different things. Ash thought an hour and a half was too long, they could be using that time to get to the gym in Oreburg City, and the girls thought that it wasn’t enough time to visit all the shops in the mall. The girls then walked off, talking and giggling, trying to figure out what store to go to first. Brock then pulled Ash off to the side of the food court, almost tripping of a chair on the way there. The first thing he did was make sure the girls were out of earshot.
“OK, spill Ash. What is going on between you and Misty? Are you finally getting together?” Brock questioned.
Ash was shocked by Brock’s sudden barrage of questions. He tried to keep his composure, but was unable to do so. “Well, err, I, um, no, not really, nope, don’t think so, err, I don’t know-“ Ash stammered.
“Ash, your making no sense. Can’t you string together a coherent sentence?” Brock asked.
“Coharent what?” Ash replied.
“Oh, never mind, you can’t even pronounce it right. Anyway, I know you like her, and I know she likes you. You just need to tell her. Be like me, be brave, talk to her. Tell her how you fell.” Brock advised.
“When you say, ‘Be like me’, you mean get rejected?” Ash asked. Brock dropped his head, a sad expression on his face.
“No, not like me. I want you to do what I’ve never succeeded. You really should talk to her. There is nothing to be afraid of. I know she likes you too.” Said Brock.
“But what if-”Ash started to ask before Brock cut him off.
“Just do it. Find a good time and just do it. It will work out, you’ll see.” Brock said, trying to encourage him. Brock then slapped Ash on the shoulder to wish him good luck, but hit him a bit too hard. Ash hadn’t been expecting this, and feel to the floor.
“I can tell this is going to work out so well…” Ash said sarcastically as he got up from the floor and brushed himself off. But Ash decided that as much as Brock failed, he knew best in these matters of the heart. Ash, looking extremely nervous and fidgety, went to find Misty.
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“So Misty, how have you been?” Duplica asked, a big small on her face as she found another shirt she liked.
“Oh, not bad. I’m glad to be traveling again instead of sitting in the gym waiting for more challengers. Oooh, this shirt’s cute!” Misty exclaimed as she picked out a shirt from the rack. Dawn was over on the other side of the store looking at skirts. “I just don’t know what to do about Ash…”
“Oh, you mean how to tell him that you like him?” Duplica asked.
“Ya, I guess so. Ready to go to another store?” Misty asked.
“No changing the subject. So, you’ve admitted to yourself that you like him. Good. Brock and I talked about a way to get that step done when I meet up with you guys back in Johto. I guess that parts done then. You just need to find some time to tell him how you feel. Brock told me that he knows that Ash likes you back, but you two are just too stubborn to see it.” Duplica told Misty. She then reached over and grabbed Misty by the shoulders. “Just come out and tell him!”
“OK, I guess I probably should. He deserves to know, though but I’m afraid it will ruin our friendship.”
“Don’t worry about that. If you always worry about that, you will never be more then you are. I’m ready to go now. Dawn, are you ready?” Duplica asked.
“I guess so. I’m not finding much here.” Dawn replied.
The three girls left the store, talking and giggling. They went to the from store to store, looking at clothes. Ash on the other hand, had different things on his mind.
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Ash walked through the mall, looking for the girls. He stopped to look out a window, and a trainer came up behind him. He was a bit older then Ash, wearing a plain pair of jeans and a blue T-Shirt that said ‘Tough guys catch small Pokémon.’
“Hi, my name is Jeremy. Judging by that Pikachu on your shoulder, I’m guessing you’re a Pokémon trainer. Wanna battle?” The trainer asked.
A battle! Oh, I was trying to find Misty though. Brock thinks I really should tell her how I feel. But I wanna battle. Oh well. I can talk to Misty anytime, but this trainer battle is a onetime thing. “Sure, I’ll battle you. How about a one on one battle?”
“Sure, let’s go outside to have our battle.” Ash and Jeremy walked outside to start their battle. They stopped in a open field nearby.
“I choose you, Starly!” Ash shouted as he tossed Starly’s pokéball into the air. The small bird Pokémon took to the air, flying in circles about Ash’s head while waiting for Jeremy to release his Pokémon.
“OK, let’s start.” Jeremy said. He pulled a pokéball off of his belt. “Go, Pachirisu!” He then through the pokéball and a small squirrel Pokémon appeared in a flash of light. It had little yellow electric pouches like on its cheeks, similar to Pikachu’s. It also had a blue strip on its top that stretched from the tip of its tail to the front of its face.
“Never seen that Pokémon before. What is it?” Ash asked as he pulled out his pokédex.
“Pachirisu, the electric squirrel Pokémon. The electric sacks on its cheeks generate a large amount of electricity. This Pokémon enjoys hanging out around power plants.” The pokédex informed Ash.
“OK Starly, we can do this. It may be an electric type, but you’re the better Pokémon!” Ash said, encouraging his Pokémon.
“OK, you can go first. I won’t need more than one attack to finish off your Pokémon.” Jeremy told Ash.
“OK, Starly, use wing attack!” Ash ordered. Starly shot toward Pachirisu.
“Pachirisu, stand your ground.” Jeremy ordered. His Pachirisu braced itself for impact. Starly flew down toward Pachirisu, and hit it right in the stomach. “Perfect. Now Pachirisu, use discharge!”
Pachirisu crackled with electricity, and Starly was shocked with a huge amount of energy. Starly fell to the ground, while Pachirisu looked fine.
“Well, it looks like my Pachirisu wins!” Jeremy said, a grin spreading across his gleeful face. But then his grin started to fail, as Starly struggled back up to its feet. “You’ve lost, call your Starly back before it gets really hurt.”
“Starly, are you alright?” Ash asked his bird Pokémon. Starly had managed to get back on its feet. “I think you should rest. Starly, return.” A beam of light shot out of the pokéball, made contact with Starly, and started to absorb Starly. But right as the Starly was absorbed into his pokéball, the beam broke and Starly reemerged.
“Starly, star star ly starly.” Starly chirped.
“You want to keep battling?” Ash asked it. Starly nodded its head to confirm. “OK, Jeremy, looks like this battle isn’t over yet. Starly, use double team!” Starly duplicated itself a few times and all the copies started circling over Pachirisu’s head.
“You can’t trick us, Pachirisu, thundershock them all!” Jeremy ordered. Pachirisu let out a large amount of energy, shocking all the copies flying around him. They all disappeared. “Pachirisu, the real one isn’t there, look out.”
Ash smiled, and then looked up toward the sky. “Starly, use endeavor.” The bird Pokémon flew down toward Pachirisu at high speeds, and impacted the squirrel Pokémon. Pachirisu was knocked back hard, but got to its feet. “Starly, finished it. Use wing attack.” Starly flew toward the injured Pokémon, and got a direct hit. Starly then landed on the ground, breathing hard. But Pachirisu wasn’t as lucky. Pachirisu fell back, knocked out.
Starly began to glow though, and then turned completely white. Starly grew in size, and the little tuff of feathers on grew larger. “Starly, great job, you evolved into Staravia.” Ash took out his pokédex, and scanned Staravia.
“Staravia, the Starling Pokémon. This Pokémon lives in large flocks, but different flocks don’t get along with each other very well.” The pokédex stated.
“Good job, you tried hard.” Said Jeremy. He then returned his Pachirisu to its pokéball, and then walked over to Ash and Staravia. “Great job, your Staravia is a great Pokémon. Maybe all battle you again someday.
“Your Pachirisu is also great. I hope to see you again someday.” Ash replied. Then, he looked at his PokeTech, then pulled out Staravia’s pokéball. “Staravia, return. Glad to meet you Jeremy, but I was supposed to meet my friends fifteen minutes ago!” Ash then ran off toward the food court.
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“Why does that twerp have to win all the time? For once, I would like to see him lose.” Jessie complained. “I wish the boss would send us some reinforcements to help capture that Pikachu. Maybe would should ask him.”
“Do know what the boss would do to us if we asked him to send us help. He won’t even give us anymore money.” James then walked over to the nearest phone. “It worth a try. The worst he can do is fire us.” The trio walked over to a pay phone, dialed the boss’s phone number, and then waited for the inevitable thrashing.
“What is it?” asked a gruff voice from the other line when he picked up. “What do you three fools what now?”
“Well boss, we wouldn’t mind for a few grunts to come out here and help us catch that Pikachu. Then, we will have a very powerful Pikachu on your side.” James asked. “Please, most excellent, evilest, smar-” but he was cut off.
“Enough sucking up. I’m sending some members of Team Rocket out there. Report to Veilstone City immediately!” The boss informed the trio. With that, the boss hung up the phone.
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“Ash, where have you been. Your twenty minutes late. Did you forget how to tell time?” Misty scolded.
“I was in a Pokémon battle with another trainer, and I lost track of time.” Said Ash. But then, the group heard a grumbling noise coming from Ash. “I think we should get some more to eat.” Brock and Misty fell to the ground, and Dawn and Duplica sweatdropped.
“We don’t have time to eat, Ash. You just ate two hours ago anyway. If we don’t leave for Oreburg city soon, we won’t be able to get there before tomorrow evening.” Brock reminded Ash. Dawn, who was looking down at the ground nervously, finally decided to speak up.
“I thought we were going to the Pokémon contest in this city?” Dawn asked. “I want to be a coordinator, so I need to participate in contests, and there is one in this city tomorrow days.”
“Oh, I forgot. OK, I guess we can stay in Jubilife City until your contest. Is that alright with you, Brock?” Misty asked.
“Ya, that’s fine. Though Dawn, I think you should work with your Piplup’s combination attacks, you’ll need some sort of appeal.” Brock told Dawn.
Ash on the other hand, was not so happy about this arrangement. “But I want to get the Oreburg City so I can get my first Sinnoh badge!” Ash complained. He looked at Brock, and then turned to Misty, and then Dawn. “Contests aren’t as fun to watch as battling in a gym battle anyway.”
“Don’t be so rude. Dawn is part of our group now. Besides, you went to May’s Pokémon contests.” Brock pointed out. Brock then got in real close to Ash and whispered in Ash’s ear, “Did you tell Misty?”
“No, not yet.” Ash replied quietly. Misty then walked up to Ash and Brock. Brock pulled away and Ash blushed slightly.
“Well, I better head out. I have another performance soon, so my Ditto and I better get home. It was great to meet up with you guys.” Duplica told the group. Ash, Misty, Brock, and Dawn waved goodbye to Duplica as she set off. After walking about fifteen feet, she remembered something and turned around to face the group. “And Misty, don’t forget what we talked about!” She yelled toward Misty. Duplica then turned, and walked out of site, heading toward the nearest dock.
Ash then turned to face Misty. “So, what was Duplica talking about?” Ash asked.
Misty blushed a some, and then turned away for a moment to regain her composure. “Nothing, just girl stuff, like makeup and clothes. Stuff you wouldn’t care about.”
“Sure… ” Ash didn’t believe her, but let the topic go. “Well, we should head out toward Oreburg City for my next gym battle. Let’s go!” Ash exclaimed, punching his hand up into the air. Ash, Brock, and Misty started walking toward Oreburg City, but Dawn didn’t move. She was looking up toward the sky, watching something intently.
“What’s that?” she asked. She was looking toward a large group of helicopters flying overhead, heading north-east. The helicopters were a pure black color except for a large red symbol on the side.
“Looks like a group of helicopters. Where are they going?” Brock wondered.
“Ya, ya, boring. Let’s go, I want to get to my gym battle as soon as possible!” Ash said, pushing Brock and Dawn along.
“Actually, it is time for my contest!” Dawn reminded Ash. Ash faces sunk with despair, know that Misty and Brock would side with Dawn. “OK, let’s go. The contest is over back near where we got the PokeTechs. Let’s go guys. I need to train a bit tonight before the contest tomorrow. Come on Ash, let’s go!”. The group set off toward the Pokémon center to stay the night.
On their way there Brock had an idea. “How about we all enter the Pokémon contest! It would be really fun.”
“Sounds like fun! I’ve never been in a contest before!” Misty exclaimed. “I could use Caserin, that would be a good Pokémon for a contest.”
“OK, I’ll do it too, though I don’t know what Pokémon I will use.” Ash said. “Oh well, it can’t be any harder than the last one I did in Kanto.”
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“Misty, can I talk to you?” Ash asked Misty later that night. They had got two rooms at the Pokémon center, one for the guys, and one for the girls. Ash had gone up to Misty’s room, extremely nervously.
“Sure, what is this about?” Misty asked.
“Ya, tell us Ash.” Dawn told him, shutting the door and looking at Ash with a questioning look. Ash looked surprised when he noticed that Dawn was in the room, she was on top of the bunk, hidden by the door until she closed it behind Ash.
“Wow, Dawn! I didn’t know you where in here!” Ash exclaimed. Now he was extremely nervous, fidgeting with a pokéball on his belt. “Well then, Misty, can I, um, well, can I, well, what I mean is, can I, um, well-“ Ash stammered.
“Oh just get on with it Ash, I have a contest tomorrow and I need my sleep.” Dawn complained. “Just get on with what you were going to say.“
“Well Misty, can I talk to you, a-a-al-alone?” Ash asked. He was fidgeting so much, that he accidently knocked the pokéball off his belt. Ash reached down, picked up the pokéball, and when he stood back up, his face was bright red with embarrassment.
“All right, Dawn, could you leave for a moment?” Misty requested. “Maybe you can go talk to Brock about a good strategy for your contest tomorrow. Brock watched May in lots of her contests, so he may have some useful insight.”
“Ya, he even competed in a contest of his own once.” Ash added.
“OK, I’ll go talk to Brock.” Dawn said. She walked out the door, and closed it behind her. She then knelt down, and pressed her ear against the crack between the door and the frame around it.
“So, what’s this about Ash?” Dawn heard Misty ask. “And Dawn, could you PLEASE stop listening through the crack in the door?” Misty requested.
“Fine, though I imagine what is about to go on in there could be extremely interesting.” Dawn said, and walked away.
“Anyway, what is this about Ash, as Dawn said, what is this about?” Misty asked. Ash looked toward the ground, then turned to the door. He reached for the doorknob, shaking with nervousness.
“Ah, this was a bad idea, bye!” Ash said starting to turn the doorknob.
“Not so fast, I want to know what you were going to say. Go, Corsala! Use spike cannon to seal that door!” Misty ordered as she grabbed a pokéball from her backpack and tossed it toward the door. The pink and white Pokémon appeared, then turned white and shot some spike cannon shots toward the door. Ash had to remove his hand from the doorknob so it didn’t get blasted with the attack. The spikes stuck in the door, sealing it shut. “Know, what where you talking about Ash?” Misty asked in a somewhat mocking sort of way and with a look on her face that made Ash squirm even more than before.
“Well, I, well, Brock, he wanted me to tell you that, he really likes you.” Ash told her. He then realized what he had said. “I mean, not Brock. He wanted me to tell you that-“ Ash started, to correct himself, but halted before he could finish. “The thing is, Brock thought that I should tell you that I-” Ash stammered, but stopped before he was finish. Ash was now very scared, afraid that what he was about to say would ruin his friendship with Misty.
I wonder if he wants to tell me that he likes me! Misty wondered, her excitement building.
After all this time traveling together, will it finally happen?
“Go on Ash, what is it your trying to say?” Misty asked, now completely serious and her voice dripped with curiosity.
“Well, it’s that I well, I guess that, I, um, what I mean to say is-“ Ash stammered. He then gulped, gathered all of his courage, and started again. “What I’m trying to say is that I really like you, more than a friend, more than a best friend. I really like you Misty, infact, I think I'm in love with you.” Ash finally got it off his chest. The ball was now in Misty’s court, and Ash waited for her to respond.
“Ash.” Misty said, unsure how to continue. She staggered from the shock of hearing Ash actually confirm that he liked her like she liked him, and grabbed the side of the bed for support.
This is a dream come true! Misty thought, her mind spinning.
He told me that he loves me. I have looked forward to this day for a long time.
“If you don’t like me that way, just say so and forget that this conversation even happened!” Ash blurted out after Misty not saying anything else.
She isn’t saying anything! Maybe Brock was wrong. WHY, oh why did I listen to Brock about this? He may think he knows a lot about love, but he has NEVER gotten a girl to like him.
“No, it’s not that I don’t like you, I just didn’t know what to say. But I have feelings for you also, and even though you can be a royal pain with a skull thicker than a Cubone’s, I really like you too.” Misty said, tears starting to form in her eyes.
“Why are you starting to cry?” Ash asked her, a confused look on his face. Misty had started to cry silently, though her face wasn’t a sad face.
“Ash, these are tears of happiness.” Misty told him, and then took a step closer to him. She reached out and took hold of him. She then pulled him closer, and the two of them hugged. Ash and Misty just stood there, holding each other in their arms. They just stood there in each other’s embrace for a few minutes.
“OK, I want to know what’s going on!” Dawn demanded impatiently as she opened the door with a bang. She then saw Ash and Misty hugging each other, and stepped back. “Oh, I think I am interrupted something.” Dawn then backed out of the door, but the damage had been done. Ash and Misty blushed bright crimson, let go of each other, and backed away. Ash then turned and walked out the door, extremely embarrassed. He and Misty didn’t say anything to each other as Ash left. A few minutes later, Dawn reentered the room.
“So, what happened?” Dawn asked. She climbed up to the top of the bunk bed and sat down on top of her bed. Misty didn’t say anything, and proceeded to lie down on her bed. Dawn decided that it was probably better to not say anything more. Misty just laid in bed, and long after Dawn had drifted off to sleep, Misty finally went to sleep, her mind spinning with thoughts of what had happened just a hour before.
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The next morning, Ash woke up at the crack of dawn, the light filtering in through the window. Normally, Ash would be looking forward to the events of the day, in this case, the Pokémon contest. But in this case, only one thing was on his mind. Misty. How would she react to him today? Would she ignore what happened last night, would she ignore him, or would she talk to him about last night? Too bad Dawn interrupted when she did. Well, she would do what she would do, and Ash couldn’t think of a way to make things go his way if needed. Ash got out of bed, stretched, and walked down to the lower level to get some breakfast.
So, what Pokémon should I use for the contest? Ash wondered. Staravia might be a good choice, or Pikachu. Oh, I could use Aipom. I think Aipom would be a good choice for the appeal stage. Then I can use Staravia for the battle stage. As Ash walked down into the cafeteria, he saw Dawn was already up and eating breakfast. Ash walked over to the counter, grabbed a bowl of cereal, and went to sit next to Dawn. She looked up for a moment, and then looked back down at her breakfast. Ash and Dawn ate breakfast silently, neither of them talking. Ash was preoccupied with his mind jumping back and forth between thinking about Misty’s reaction to him today, and the upcoming Pokémon contest. Dawn was extremely nervous, having never been in a Pokémon contest before.
“So, Dawn, are you ready for the Pokémon contest?” Ash asked, trying to break the ice. Dawn looked up, looked at Ash for a second, and then started to twirl her spoon in her bowl of cereal.
“I think so. Piplup and I have been training for it, so hopefully I’ll win. But if I don’t, hopefully you, Misty, or Brock win.” Dawn said, still swirling her cereal. She felt bad about interrupting Ash and Misty last night.
Ash and Dawn heard footsteps coming over, and looked up. Brock had gotten up and was feeding his Bonsly as he walked toward Ash and Dawn to eat breakfast. “Hey guys. Glad to see you up. Is Misty up yet?” Brock asked, looking around to see if he missed her.
“No, she still up in the room. She hasn’t said anything to me since last night though. She’s just been lying on her bed, staring at the bottom of my part of the bunk bed. Ash, perhaps you should go up there and talk to her.” Dawn suggested. Ash nodded and silently got up and headed to Misty’s room.
Ash lightly knocked on Misty’s door, hoping everything would go alright. He then heard Misty’s voice come from inside. “Come on in.”
Ash opened the door and walked in. Misty was still just staring at the upper bunk bed, not moving at all when he entered. “Misty, what’s wrong?” Ash asked. A nervous feeling came over Ash, and he wasn’t sure what else to say. “Why don’t you go eat breakfast before the contest?” Suggested Ash. Misty didn’t say anything to Ash as she got up and walked toward the door. Ash followed her out silently, not knowing what was wrong.
Why can’t I talk to her? I told her I love her yesterday, and now we can barely talk to each other. Why? What did I do wrong? Ash’s thoughts raced, trying to think of a way to rectify this situation, but nothing came to him. This isn’t my thing. Brock is the one into girls, not me. Misty is the romantic, not me. Why did I have to get into this mess? Pokémon are much simpler then girls. I should just stick to Pokémon, as they have nothing to do with girls. Well, except for Latias, but that was different. Maybe someone can help me with Misty. Not Brock, he would probably have me do something that would scare away Misty just like all the girls Brock has ever liked. Who do I know that could help me? Of course! Ash raced to the video phone and picked it up. He then began to dial the number of the person that he hoped could help him. But the question is, would he help Ash. One the other end, a small girl picked up the phone.
“Oh, hi. Your name was Ash right? How is Misty?” The girl asked him.
“Ya, that’s right, my name is Ash. And I was actually calling about Misty. I was hoping to speak to your brother.” Ash told the young girl.
“Oh, he just finished beating a challenger, so he'll be free in a minute or two. I’ll go tell him your calling and he’ll be here soon. Just hold on.” The girl ran off from the video range of the phone, off to find her brother. Now the only question was, would he help Ash with his problem, or just try to make it worse.
Well, I hope that wasn't to corny. Never done anything like that before. Anyway, thanks for the reviews, and I hope to see more. So, who can guess who the person Ash called is? I don't expect it to be too hard, but lets see if anyone can guess. Penngrade, ya, I guess the holding hands is overused. And to FireDitto and everyone else too I guess, I just want to remind you that this is my first fic ever, so I'm still getting used to the writting process. But thats not to say to stop correcting me. It helps me see my mistakes so I can avoid them in the future.