Yeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaah………..I have absolutely no idea where that came from. Anyway, yes! It is me! I'm FINALLY updating this story after a LONG TIME! Now, be warned: even though I'm finally starting to update again, it may still take a while. I'm working on an original, non-fanfiction story (a different one than when I first started this story). By the way, just in case you wanted to know something about the original story, you can just say so in a review or message.

Now, it is time to FINALLY get back to this story! Here we go!

Chapter 6, possibly 7, because I am an idiot and cannot count

Ash's Perspective

Ash sat alone with Misty in her hotel room. Even though he had already spent a lot of time with her, it still felt good to just sit alone and talk.

"So, how long have you known Jake?" Ash said.

"Too long," was Misty's reply. "I mean, I hate to rant to you like this, but is just so annoying sometimes!"

"Oh, no, don't worry!" Ash said. "Go ahead, I can be your very own…er…rant-to person."

Misty smiled. Her smile was without a doubt the cutest thing that Ash had ever seen. Whenever she smiled, no matter how small of a smile it was, Ash would feel like jumping for joy…the only problem was that this meant Ash immediately told all of this to Misty, then face-palmed. He looked through the cracks of his fingers, expecting to see something, but definitely not this.

She was smiling even wider, and she was blushing as if Nick Jonas has just asked her out.

A/N: Blek. Nick Jonas. Blek.

"Oh…thank you, Ash," she said as Ash removed his hands from his eyes. "That's really sweet of you to say."

Ash just blushed and grinned. "You're welcome, Mist." Misty blushed even brighter at being called "Mist".

"Ash, listen…" Misty said slowly, not making eye contact with Ash. "I've been thinking…"

"Hey, do either of you know where the milk is?"

"!!" Misty yelled very quickly, turning around to face Jake, who was standing in front of an open fridge as if this were nothing unusual at all.

"Um, duh, I came in through the window," he said as if Misty had just asked him how many fingers he had.

"Well, get out!!!" Misty yelled at the top of her lungs.

"Oh, yeah, Mist, I wanted to ask you question-"


"Okay, yeah, whatever, Mist. Anyway, so I was in this online chatroom today, and some weirdo said that their tits urinated more than anything else on earth. So then that got me wondering-do you think that if you peed with your tits, then your vagina would make milk?"

"What!?! Jake-"

"And where would the baby come out? Would it come out of your ass? Maybe the bellybutton…"

"Jake!!!" Misty yelled. "That is completely disgusting and why the hell would you ask ME that question!?!"

Jake shrugged.

"Well, it actually is a pretty interesting question-"

"Ash, don't you start on this too!!!"

Two Pokehours Later

Still Ash's Perspective

Ash sat on the couch, flipping channels occasionally he would stop at something for a few minutes and then continue flipping. He wasn't really actually paying much attention to what was on the television. He was just thinking. What if Misty actually did love him? He was definitely getting suspicious. And what about Dawn? Did she love him? Ash really wished Dawn only thought of him as a friend, because it he didn't think he would be able to live with breaking somebody's heart.

"Ash?" Ash looked up to see Dawn standing next to the couch.

"Hey," he said. "What's up?"

"Ash…" Dawn said slowly, sitting down next to him, "if you could have anything you wanted…what would it be?"

"I would want my right hand to be a megaphone, and my left hand to be a bucket."

"I didn't ask you, Jake."

"You know, 'cause then I could sit on my bucket while I yell at people with my megaphone."

"Jake, get the hell out of here," Ash said. "Hmph! Fine!" Jake said and, like a toddler who had just been told to clean up his mess, left the room.

"Anyway…" Dawn said.

"Well…" Ash said, thinking. He wasn't thinking of what he what he wanted. He knew that better than anything. He was instead trying to think of something else to say that would have less of a chance of hurting Dawn. So he just decided to use his second most wanted thing. Of course this meant that he said so.

"The thing I would want second-most out of life would be the ability to lay eggs that hatched giant bags of skittles."

Dawn gave Ash a weird look for a few seconds and then said, "What!?! I mean, I can understand the skittles part, but why couldn't you just wish for a lifetime's supply of them?"

"Because," Ash answered, "I want to be able to lay eggs. I mean, wouldn't that be pretty cool? And if I didn't want to wait for them to hatch, I could just put them in a frying pan and make scrambled skittle-eggs."

"Yes, but I didn't ask what you wanted second-most, I asked what you wanted most."


"Ash," Dawn said, "I think I know what it is that you want. But, before you tell me what it is, just…let me tell you what I want."

"Okay…uh…what do you want?"

Dawn sighed. "I...have loved you, Ash. For a long time."

"Crap," Ash said, and winced. "Dammit."

Dawn waited for a few seconds, and then went on as if Ash hadn't said anything. "I don't think that you love me, and I'm not saying that you have to. It's not your fault at all if you don't. If it was possible to control love, I…I probably wouldn't be in love with you. But I am. I can't help it."

There was a silence for a few more seconds, and then Dawn spoke again.

"I know you love her, Ash. Everyone knows. You can't hide it."

"Well, this moment is just getting more awkward by the minute, isn't it?" Ash said, thanks to his little blessing.

"I know you don't love me, Ash," Dawn said. "But, please…at least let me do this."

Slowly, Dawn leaned over. She pursed her lips and closed her eyes, Ash doing the same. Then, finally, their lips touched. It wasn't a passionate kiss. Their lips stayed tight the whole time, and it only lasted a couple seconds. Still, though, that couple seconds was just enough time for about the worst thing that could happen to happen.


Ash and Dawn both pulled back from the kiss immediately to see Misty standing in the door way a look on her face that contained too many emotions to describe. Everybody was silent for a few seconds, all staring at each other, and then Misty just bolted. But before she left, Ash could have sworn he saw a tear well up in her eye.

Ash and Dawn turned to each other, both with the exact same expression of "Oh crap we're so screwed" on their face, and Ash actually said it out loud.

"I thought you said the door was locked," Ash said.

"I guess it wasn't…" Dawn said.

*Dramatic music and slow fade out*

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…And it's the end!!!!!!! DUN DUN DUN!!!!!! Don't worry, you guys, I'll find some way to resolve all of this! Just wait.

Anyway, it feels good to be back! I'd like to thank IanK24 especially for convincing me to get back to updating my stuff! And, now that I'm back up, I'll probably be working some more on ELI and my other stories too, not too sure about Wishful, though. I may just delete that, because I literally cannot think of a single thing to put next.

Again, if you want to know anything about my OS (Original Story) that I'm working on, just say so in the review. And, yes, I know Jake is really weird and random. That's why he's so awesome =D

Oh yeah, and one last thing: In your review, please ask me if I am a tree.

Oh yeah, and one last-last thing: At least write a review. I likes them. They're like pizza-there's no such thing as too many reviews.