Misty sat on her sleeping bag fuming; Brock could practically see steam coming out of her ears. She seemed to be contemplating somethingin her fit of rage. She settled her flaming cerulean eyes on their other traveling companion; Ash. Ah, of course that's why she's mad. Brock thought. Ash and Misty were almost always arguing to where their noses were practically touching, but oddly enough, Brock himself couldn't even think of anything, today, that the seventeen year old boy had actually done to the fiery red-head. Ash, of course, was oblivious to the daggers being shot at the back of his head as he trained with Pikachu off to the side. Maybe if they would actually just admit that they liked each other, things would be a bit less tense…then again it could lead to other things. I guess it'd be better than hearing them argue all day every day. Brock thought to himself while observing his younger friends.
"Alright Pikachu, use iron tail on that rock over there!" Ash shouted as the yellow, mouse like Pokémon jumped into the air as its tail glowed white, did a somersault and smashed the rock it was aiming at. Misty seemed to grow even more agitated and twitchy, but her eyes were glued to Ash. "Great job buddy! Why don't we take a break and go get something to eat?"
"Hey, Brock, is there any leftover rice balls in your bag?" Ash called over to the spiky haired gym leader.
"Yeah, they're just behind my sleeping bag."
"Thanks Brocko! Pikachu and I are really hungry!" Ash stated as he ran over to Brock's bag and pulled out the said rice balls but not before pulling out a book which made Brocks face flame immensely. Oh, great. I forgot about that.
"Brock… why do you have a book called How to Speak to Girls?" Ash asked with a quizzical look over at the older breeder.
"I- well, you see…" Brock started off stuttering but was quickly interrupted by Misty's scathing voice.
"Maybe you should read it, Ash."
"Why would I read it? I'm talking to you just fine and you're a girl!" He stated unaware of Misty's underlying meaning. Misty just huffed and rolled her eyes, going back to her previous state of glaring at the raven haired boy. Ash just shrugged and grabbed the food and sat next to Pikachu munching happily. Brock was one- happy neither of them pressed on about the book that he had in his bag (which he only read if necessary!) and two- felt bad for Misty, Brock new both of his best friends had feelings for each other but Misty was too proud to admit it and Ash was just too dense to probably understand what hormones were. Brock sighed, Maybe I should do something to help these two inexperienced kids with their love, after all I am Brock and I get all the ladies. Who am I kidding, none of them love me! He then proceeded to cry (anime style with two steady streams down his cheeks.) but he soon recovered as Misty got up from her seat with a 'ugh!' and stopped over to Ash, grabbing him by his collar of his vest.
"Mist, what're you doing?" A flustered Ash stammered and Misty just pulled his face roughly down to hers and kissed him right on the mouth. They stayed like that for a few seconds and Brock fell over, a bit over dramatically, and Misty released him breathing, "Better." While Ash fell over with a raging blush, a goofy grin on his face and just laid there on the ground not exactly sure what happened but knowing he certainly like it.
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