Pokemon Fan Fiction / Pokemon Fan Fiction ❯ Dear Misty ❯ Why do you hate me so? ( Chapter 2 )

Dear Misty

Chapter 2

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*Attention: This story was written by Ash Ketchum and Aislin Oriel. Aislin Oriel wrote Misty lines and the rest was written by Ash Ketchum. This is the 2nd chapter of Dear Misty.

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Waitress - (walks up to the table) That will be $22.50 ( Puts 2 cups on the table)

Ash & Misty - Thanks! (Ash pays the waitress)

Waitress - You're welcome. (turns and walks away)

Ash - Where were we . . . (thinks to himself) oh yeah . . . we were talking about why we're so good together.

Misty - And I had just complimented you on your good looks.

Ash - How did you know you loved me when you were 12?

Misty - I don't know exactly, but I think I just kinda knew deep down inside.

Ash - It's just I get this feeling in my gut when I'm around you, and I don't know if it's stomach problem or if I love you.

Misty - Are you sure you're not hungry?

Ash - I don't think so, I just had a mint before I came to pick you up.

Misty - Then maybe you have indigestion.

Ash - Well then do you have any Tums™?!

Misty - (looks frantically through her purse) Um, anti-depressants, Midol™, female Viagra™... um, no Tums™. Do you want any of those though?

Ash - Do those Viagra™ work for men, too?

Misty - That would be regular Viagra™. I'm not sure what these might do to you. Maybe make your voice higher? Oh, that would be impossible.

Ash - Hey - (high pitched) I do not have a high voice. (in a deep voice)

Misty - Then why do you have to cover your mouth to sound like that?

Ash - I didn't want to throw up on you?

Misty - Oh! I have some Gravol™ in the bottom of my purse! Ha, I didn't see it before. (hands him one)

Ash - (blows the dust and lint off the pill) Um… down the hatch you go… (slowly swallows pill, then starts to look sick) Oh no… (he throws up)

Misty - Ash! Ewwww! My dresssss!

Ash - (muffled) I'm sorry, but I couldn't help it . . . (spits out a razorblade)

Misty - What the hell? Oh, that must have been the Pill that Turns into a Razorblade when Contact is Made with Stomach Acid™. Not Gravol™, silly me!

Ash - Why would you have that?

Misty - You never know when someone you hate will ask for medication.

Ash - So, either you are really deranged and sick or you hate ME!

Misty - NO, it was an accident. I guess I was mistaken when I thought I'd be able to tell them apart. Here. This one I'm 92% sure is Gravol™. (grabs a glass of water and drops it in , nothing happens) Here.

Ash - But how does that help me? You said it changes when contact is made with stomach acid. And I don't really trust it when you say you 92 % sure. So, (reaches into his pocket and pulls out a pok-e-ball) okay. Come out and try this.

(Chicorita appears)

Chicorita - Chica! (swallows pill) Chica-ri-rita! (I feel O-kay!)

Ash - Thanks… (returns Chicorita to it's ball) Now, can I have another?

Misty - Um, I think that was the last one. Do you still feel sick? Maybe you should go home . . .

Ash - No, I think I just need to see a doctor!

Anonymous Stranger - Did someone say Doctor? Hi, I'm Dr. A. Stranger. What seem to be the problem?

Misty - Well, he was felling sick and then he swallowed a razorblade.

Dr. Stranger - Well we have to get that out of him!

Misty - Oh, he's already vomited it up.

Dr. Stranger - Then he may have surfered severe internal damage. He could bleed to death from the inside!

Ash - (faints while mumbling) oh…. me… oh… my (wakes up) All repaired.

Misty - Good thing Dr. Stranger was here to miraculously heal you in time for you to wake up 5 minutes later. (hugs Ash) Huh, Where did he go?

Ash - I think he went back to the anonymous sex he was having . . .

Misty - Oh. That's too bad. We didn't even get to thank him.

Ash - Well I'm sure that someone is thanking him right now.

Misty - Did you hear me right?

(in the background can be heard the very enjoyable sounding moans of Thank you, Thank you…… THANK YOU!!!!)

Ash - See told ya!

Misty - I saw you run back there and say that.

Ash - I thought you wouldn't notice! Well, anyways it looks like our drinks are getting cold. (sticks his finger in the drink) Freezing.

Misty - Well, we are outside and it is winter. (now has a parka over her sundress)

Ash - Have we really been here that long? (looks down at his tank top and shirts and then at his bright red skin) OH MY GOD!

Misty - What happened to your pants Ash? Oh, no the doctor must have taken them!

Ash - Oh no, (through the magic of this story now has on his long johns and a orange mermaid sweater) We must go after him. (heroic super pose) (trips on his shoelaces and ends up face first in some man's crotch) Oh hi . . . BROCK?

Brock - Ash? Misty? What are you doing here? And Ash… Why are you wearing that bizarre outfit?

Misty - This was supposed to be our first date! Ash, you explain.

Ash - I got this bizarre sweater from Christmas and I really like it. Do you have a problem with it, because if memory serves you were the one who bought it for me! Now, if you don't mind we're leaving! (walks across the street to a corner store) Loser.

Brock - I only gave it to him because my little sister grew out of it…

Misty - I don't think he meant it a an insult, although it does it does look kinda funny.

Ash - (returns with a giant bottle of half full Viagra™) I'm sorry buddy here you have the rest.

Brock - Um, it's okay. Thanks? (hesitantly takes the remaining bottle and walks away)

Ash - Misty . . . let's . . . GO . . . HOME . . . So, we can you know have . . . SEX!!! (jumps around like a little kid on sugar)

Misty - Um, okay. I'm glad . . . we're going to have all the sex. (confidently but strangely)

(Ash & Misty get up from their table and walk the 2 blocks to Misty apartment)

Ash - So, here we are. So, Misty do you have any protection?

Misty - I have a strong-connection with the mafia, why?

Ash - Okay but since when do you have . . . Never mind, not what I meant. Do you have any, you know, protection? (points down) Because I don't want to deal with anything unexpected.

Misty - Like having a baby.

Ash - No, like and STD because everyone knows you like to get around.

Misty - Excuse me?!

Ash - Well, I talked to the guys, you know, Richie, Rudy, James, Brock, Gary, Tracey, Prof. Oak, and of course Santa Claus. And they all said that you were great in the sack.

Misty - I'm going to leave now. No wait, this is my house. You leave! (she points away)

Ash - Okay, I'm sorry maybe not Santa Claus and Prof. Oak but the others I did talk to.

Misty - That's not funny.

Ash - What? Everyone said you were only practicing for me. (has this love struck puppy dog look on his face) That's nice. I practiced with Nurse Joy, Officer Jenny, and May Oak.

Misty - Still think the 'you leaving' is a good idea!

Ash - Fine! But you'll want me back - you always do. (turns and runs away like a pansy)

Misty - Okay! That was weird.

AN: This story will self-destruct unless I get some more good reviews . . . Oh and I always love a few flames, they help tell me what to keep in next time.