WOW! A new story! It's been like, years! Well I felt inspired, and I don't think I can finish this thing without the comments from the readers! Hope you enjoy and keep posted! I'll try to update frequently!

Misty was glaring at me. Okay, she had been glaring at me for a couple of hours now. I really didn't see what the big deal was; I do stupid stuff like this all the time.

Okay, so she glares at me every time I do stupid stuff like this.

"I'm sorry."

"You said that already."

"Well, I am."

"Will 'sorry' get us down from here?"

"Probably not."

"Then stop saying it."

I sighed. I was trying to be nice, I was trying to apologize for being an idiot, and she wouldn't even listen!

I picked up a pebble and tossed it, it took a while for it to hit the ground. I winced. Misty kept glaring.

"You know," I offered hopefully, "The Professor will probably be making his rounds here soon. I'm sure we'll be able to get his attention. He'll get us down."

"Ash, you said that an hour ago when you kicked the damn ladder down in the first place. Guess what? He hasn't done rounds. He left an hour ago. He is NEVER going to do rounds."

"I'm sure he'll do them some day…"

Glare, "Shut. Up."

Another sigh. I didn't want to admit it, but Misty was probably kinda close in the Professor never doing rounds thing. He and Tracy were going to some Pokemon convention for smart people all weekend. Something about the effects the economy has on Pokemon feeding patters, or something boring like that. I didn't think they were gonna leave until later in the day, but I guess they decided to leave early.

"Brock and Pikachu will notice we're gone soon. And my mom! Once they realize we never came back from Professor Oak's, they'll come looking, and we'll get their attention and-"

"Why on Earth would they look up on the roof of the lab for us, Ash?"

"If we get their attention…"

Misty brought her knees up to her chest and groaned, "How long do you think it will take them to realize were gone?"

I shrugged, "Hopefully before sundown." I put my hands on my arms, "It's suppose to get kinda cool tonight."

"Don't even joke about being up here all night!" I realized then she was wearing significantly less clothing then I was, and I felt kind of guilty for all of the complaining I hadn't done yet. She has that kind of effect sometimes.

I should probably tell you what is going on, huh? Well, it all started when Professor Oak called my mom and asked if she would send Brock, Misty and I over to help out with some chores. Brock was in the middle of making dinner, so just Misty and I went.

Of course, in hindsight, we probably should have brought some Pokemon, but Pikachu and Togepi were both taking a nap, and we didn't think we would need them just to do a few easy chores, so we left our pokeballs behind.

Turned out, the Professor wanted us to go up to the roof of the lab because a Pidgey had clipped it's wing on the windmill and fallen on the roof. We climbed up this taaaaall ladder, which had to be almost 10 stories tall, because it went up to the roof of the lab. It was nuts.

The Pidgey was taken care of quickly, but while we were up there, the Professor realized how many broken tree branches and leaves had gotten stuck up there from a storm we had a few days ago so he asked if we would clean it up a bit for him.

Of course we agreed, so Professor Oak got us some big black garbage bags, and Misty and I got to work. He told us that when we were finished, to just take down the ladder and put it on the ground and he would put it away before he and Tracy left for the conference.

We had been cleaning for around fifteen minutes when I noticed a particularly large stick by the ladder. Long story short…I knocked down the ladder getting this extremely large and stubborn stick.

Misty heard the ladder fall, and turned to me with this terrifying look on her face. Like, I'd seen her look terrifying before, it's not all that of a rare occurrence, but this…this was bad. She asked what that sound was was, I told her it was nothing, she asked me if that sound was the ladder falling, I said maybe, she said she would kill me, I screamed like a little girl.

Sometime between Misty punching me in the head and screaming at me for being a "moronic, brainless little…", Professor Oak saw the ladder on the ground, figured we had finished and left, put the ladder away and apparently left with Tracy to the conference. Once we realized this, Misty preceded to yell at me a little more until we got to where we are now; sitting, glaring and waiting.

"You know Misty," I said after some time, "This is one of those situations that seems bad now, but someday, we'll be able to look back on it and laugh."

"Or I can throw you off the roof and laugh now."

This is going to be a long night.

There you have chapter 1! Hope you enjoy so far!