"Who was that," asked Dawn through clenched teeth.
"Oak. I was finding out when the next plane to Kanto leaves." Gary told everyone like a tour guide.
"Oh thank god!" May shrieked.
"Hold your horses. We don't get to leave for a week." Gary said holding back his urge to whack everyone with shoes.
"Ugh." Misty groaned as she looked down at the other girls who were collapsed on the ground.
"You do know that the ground is filthy, don't you?" Max told his sister in a matter-of-fact sort of tone. That instantly got them up.
"Great, thanks sooo much Ash." Misty switched topics. "We're in a region called Tokyo with nowhere to sleep, and the next plane to Kanto doesn't come for a week! Normally we stay at a Pokémon Center but I don't see any! In fact, I don't even see any Pokémon!" She complained while looking murderous.
"You're right Misty." Brock said while thoughtfully scratching his chin. Max was getting rather worried about the whole situation, but after searching the inner confines of his mind for a few minutes, he recalled some useful information.
"There are these things called Motels." Max interrupted the current debate on why Misty wouldn't sleep in a tent with the other girls. Everyone turned their attention to the youngest of the group. "You stay at them just like you would a Pokémon center, only they cost money and aren't as nice. Let's look around for a big sign." He informed the group.
"I see one!" May exclaimed.
"May, that's a taco," Ash sighed, Gary whacked him over the head with his shoe.
"No it's not!" He screamed.
"Yeah, I see it too. Just a little ways away." Ash said again.
"For the last time stop having conversations with yourself." Gary spouted getting extremely irritated.
"I see one, it's not a taco." May sighed.
"I see it too." Misty said. So they hurried off to it. Once they were there, Brock went in to make the arrangements while everyone else waited outside silently. It was just barely decent.
"Okay, we're all set." Brock announced as he came out. "The two-bed rooms are the best deal, so we are getting three." He led them into the hallway and resumed speaking. "Out of the rooms we have, room 15 has the least bugs in it so Misty, you'll be staying there." He assured her.
"Thanks Brock." Misty told him.
"Ash, how would you feel about sharing a room with Gary?" Brock said as he scratched his chin. Then the breeder got a menacing look from both the people in question.
"No way, I'd sooner share a room with a Rock!" Gary growled.
"What!" Dawn said with tears in her eyes.
"As I suspected. I guess you and I will be roommates Gary." Brock said as he held Dawn away from Gary. "Dawn, May, will you share a room with Misty?" He asked the three mentioned.
"Okay." May agreed.
"Awwww, I wanted to room with Gary." Dawn said all pouty.
"There is absolutely no way!" Misty objected. "They're worse than a Loudred! They'll keep me up all night giggling!" She shouted.
"More like Gary screeching in pain from Dawn's overwhelming 'love'." Max said.
"Looks to me like you're the only loud one here Misty." Ash snickered.
"Oh shut up." Misty glared.
"Is that why you don't sleep in the tent?" May questioned.
"One of the reasons." Misty responded flatly. Max then whispered something into Brock's ear.
"Well, since Max would like to be with May, and Dawn and May are inseparable, then I suppose the three of you will share a room." Brock told everyone.
"You two can have the beds; I'll probably just stay up and do research on this Tokyo." Max told his sister and her friend.
"If they're in room 16, and Gary and I are in room 17, then that leaves—" Brock was cut off.
"Are you insane?" Ash and Misty both had a horrified look on their face. "WE WILL NOT SHARE A ROOM!" They screamed in unison.
Their faces were as red as a Sizor’s.
“You two should be happy to spend some quality time together.” Brock grinned somewhat perversely.
“Brock!” The two in question growled. Brock took a deep breath.
“You two have slept in the same room plenty of times.” He pointed out.
“True, but somebody else is always there.” Misty said mildly coolly.
“Geez, it’s not like you have to share a bed or something. This isn’t a love hotel!” Brock said while May covered her sibling’s ears. This was fairly normal, as was censoring certain books he wanted to read. Sure he loved knowledge, but May wasn’t about to let him read The Miracle of Life, by some dead German dude. Her thought process was interrupted by Brock’s screams of pain.
“Fine.” Ash said through gritted teeth while Misty put her mallet away. This saved Max the trouble of saying something, as when the three of them were fighting, he was the undeclared peacemaker of the group. Misty handled all Ash related fights that she wasn’t fighting in too. The group discovered that the hallway had become freezing so they said their goodnights and went to each of their rooms. Misty opened the door, wary of any bugs that could be lurking in the shadows. The colors were gross, but the room seemed to be clean, bug free, and comfortable enough.
“Piika.” Squeaked a certain mouse Pokemon upon crawling out of hiding. This was accompanied by the chirping of Togekiss as she was released from her pokeball. She managed to circle around their heads a bit, only possible because of being a bit of a runt. Togekiss then tackled her mommy to the ground, just as she did the day she flew to Cerulean to rejoin the trainer who raised her.
“I’m going to walk down to the bathrooms and change into something less wet.” Misty said, grabbing some sweat pants and a tank top from her bag (which were quite warm due to its yellow occupant).
“Kay.” Ash shrugged and contented to removing his jacket and changing his shirt. He would have liked to change jeans as well, but his other pair had recently procured a gaping hole in the crotch.
“Eeeeaaaaeeeagh!” Someone wailed. Misty rushed in panting, slamming the door behind her, talking incoherently. Ash had been peacefully drying his hair with the discarded shirt, not yet wearing the new one.
“Misty, what’s wrong?” Ash ran over and asked worriedly.
“Cah… Cockcock… Cockroaches! Three big fat cockroaches!!!” The red-head cried with panic in her eyes. Ash fell over anime style but quickly got up. He felt the need to comfort her, so he hesitantly placed his hand on her shoulder. Any other kind of bug, and he’d make fun of her. She simply could not stand them. When she was four she liked bugs—until her sisters thought it would be funny to fill her bed with cockroaches.
“It’s okay. You can change in here, I’ll go wait in the hallway.” He smiled warmly, then picking up the dry shirt. Misty moved out of his way. Just as he was pulling the door open, she spoke.
“Ah- Ash?” Misty stuttered.
“Yeah?” He stopped and turned around.
“I really don’t want to be in here alone…” She mumbled, blushing slightly and shuffling her feet, clearly still freaked out about the bugs.
“But Pikachu and Togekiss are here.” He said, looking over at the Pokemon who were chatting happily in the corner. “You’ll protect Misty, right buddy?”
“Piikaah.” Pikachu smiled.
“Besides, it’s super cold out there.” She added, both teens trying very hard not to turn extremely red.
“Oh…” Said Ash, that being the only noise he was currently capable of making. “Are you sure?” He managed to get out.
“Yes, you can go stand and face the wall.” Misty quietly told him. Ash obliged, and Pikachu scampered over too. Togekiss stayed by the beds, making an effort to remove something that she had just discovered on her back.
“Ash?” She said, sounding a bit happier.
“Hmm?” The boy responded.
“Thanks.” Misty told him warmly.
“You’re welcome.” Ash blushed.
“Oh, and one more thing.” She said with a sickly sweet tone.
“What?” He asked.
“TURN AROUND!!! AND IF I CATCH YOU PEEKING, YOU’LL NEVER LOOK AT ANYTHING AGAIN!!!” Misty screeched, almost loudly enough to wake up all of Tokyo. Ash quickly turned around, somewhat fearing for his life.
“Okay” He squeaked.
“I’ll let you know when I’m done.” she told him completely normally. He heard the rustle of her squirming out of her shirt. This made his cheeks turn a tad pink as he stared down at his feet.
“Deep breaths Ash, deep breaths.” Ash thought to himself. The trainer clenched his teeth when came the noises of unsnapping, zipping, then stepping. Ash swore that his heart beat was just as loud. Misty then pulled on her sweat pants. He heard the sound of her stuffing her cargo khakis and T-shirt into her bag.
“Ow!’ Misty yelped moments later. Ash came very close to turning around to see what had happened, but his eyes quickly met a menacing Pikachu. Static emitted from his cheeks.
“Biigaa.” Pikachu growled.
“Um, are you okay?” He asked her, his voice shaking.
“Oh, um, yeah. Just having some difficulty with a new bra. Ha, heh.” Misty chuckled nervously. Ash blushed fiercely, balling his fists so much that his nails dug into his palm.
“Stupid hormones. Whoever invented those things anyway?” The teenage boy thought angrily.
“Okay, I’m done!” She announced mysteriously cheerily. Ash turned around.
“Um… you’re sorta scaring me.” He hesitantly told her.
“Oh, sorry… it’s almost that time of the month again. Soooo. Yeah.” Misty said, her face bright red.
“Please don’t kick me there so hard I get a bruise again… please.” Ash asked her, grinning of embarrassment.
“Ha. Sorry I forgot to warn you last time.” She said, just as embarrassed. Then Ash began swaying, and fell over.
“Ash, how many times do I need to tell you to go easy on the sugar. You just end up crashing later in the day.” Misty told him worriedly.
“That explains why I started feeling weak after the fight with Brock.”
They crawled into their beds, Pikachu joining Ash, and Togekiss returning to her pokeball.
“Chuuuuu.” (goodnight) He yawned.
“Goodnight.” Ash told the others.
“’night you guys.” Misty nearly whispered.
“123456789.” Togekiss responded. Ash woke up a little later, and switched to his other side. There he saw Misty sleeping peacefully.
“She looks so… beautiful.” He mouthed before drifting off and having a dream about two princess held captive by an Alakazam and two knights in shining armor coming to the rescue. The only problem was that he was the princess.