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Ash: If Misty Sees this, She's going to think I'm an idiot.

Paul: And that would be news to her how?

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Pokemon the OS-

ポケモンタワーでゲットだぜ！ Capture at the Pokémon Tower!

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“I see Ash is here,” Violet purred in Misty’s ear as she passed by her with another plate of hors d'oeuvres for the snack table.

Misty flushed, but pointedly schooled her expression into something more aloof. “He is,” she stated matter-of-factly. “He’s a Champion and World Monarch, and perfectly at home at your stupid, pompous, ‘high society’ party.”

Violet smirked. “And that’s, like, the only reason you invited him?”

“He also happens to be my best friend,” she added uselessly as Violet’s grin continued to widen with every excuse. “What?” she finally snapped.

“Oh, nothing,” Violet laughed, waving her off and placing her plate on the table. “Just tell him I’m glad he could make it. If you aren’t too…busy.”

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Ash was never the biggest fan of these types of events.

In fact, he was fairly certain his publicist was going to faint when she heard he willingly went to a party all on his own without needing to be bribed, but having Misty there definitely made it all at least a little more tolerable.

The Cerulean sisters had gone all out, transforming the gym’s covered aquatic battlefield into a ballroom filled with twinkling lights, lively music, and delicious snacks. Nearly everyone in attendance sported tacky headbands or goofy glasses displaying the new year and a fancy glass of their drink of choice, dressed to the nines for the occasion.

Even Misty had been talked into wearing something elegant, form-fitting, and sparkly, her hair let down and curled ever so slightly at the ends where it barely brushed her shoulders.

Not that Ash paid any attention to that kind of thing or anything. She just looked so different when she looked all girly, was all.

He took a swing from his drink to cool off, feeling his face flush. Obviously he was just warm because of all the people.

Misty came click-clacking back over to him, her own face looking as red as his felt, looking flustered and uncomfortable (though Ash was pretty sure the latter was due to the heels she had been complaining about all night), two freshly filled flutes of bubbly champagne in her hands. She handed one to him, shaking her head at his raised, questioning eyebrow.

“Don’t ask,” she grumbled, as Daisy clinked a glass somewhere across the room.

“Okay, everyone!” she announced. “It’s like, almost midnight!” She pressed a button on a remote, and the Jumbotron above them came to life, showing the dark sky around the grand entrance to the Indigo Plateau. The people around them began to count down.

“10, 9, 8…”

Ash nudged Misty with his elbow, offering her a weak smile, which she thankfully returned, even though it didn’t reach her eyes. She seemed distracted, which considering the circumstances, meant that whatever was weighing on her mind must have been a doozy.

“7, 6, 5…”

He saw her take a deep, shuddering breath, and he frowned at the sight. “You okay?” he asked. She nodded, giving him a strained grin and a dorky thumbs up that did weird things to his heart.

“4, 3, 2, 1!”

Fireworks exploded around the Indigo Plateau as the whole room erupted into cheers.

He met her eyes and smiled. “Happy New Year, Mist,” he told her. She returned his gaze, her eyes wide for just a moment before suddenly hardening in determination.

“Screw it,” she replied, and before he could wrap his head around what was happening, she had grabbed his collar and pulled him towards her, their lips crashing together in an eager and fervent kiss.

It took Ash’s brain a moment to catch up, his whole body suddenly alight and his heart pounding against his chest, but as soon as he was able figure out what was happening, Misty was already pulling away.

“Happy New Year, Ash,” she whispered in his ear, then spun on her heel and disappeared into the crowd.

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“I like him.”

Misty jumps, startled by Daisy’s sudden appearance behind her in the kitchen, and clutches her shirt over her now rapidly beating heart. “Jeeze, where did you come from?”

Daisy rolls her eyes and leans against the counter to meet her little sister with a knowing smirk. “Like, don’t change the subject, I know you heard me coming.” When Misty stays tellingly quiet, she repeats herself, “I like him. I’m glad we got to spend some time with him this time.”

“What are you talking about? Who?” Misty tries, hoping playing dumb will end this conversation before it can begin. But Daisy has always known her better than she lets on, and has no problem being blunt when she needs to.

“Ash,” she says like it’s obvious, because honestly, it is. “I can tell you like him, so I wanted to let you know I approve.”

“I do not!” Misty shrieks, her face immediately burning.

“Oh please, it’s like, so obvious,” Daisy scoffs. “It’s fine, baby sister, he’s cute! And talented; it’s clear he’s going to go places as a trainer.” She pauses to smile at Misty a bit more kindly. “You guys are a good match for each other. Total power couple material.”

“You’re crazy,” Misty insists, though she knows she isn’t being convincing. “H-he’s just a friend.”

Daisy looks at her for a moment too long and shrugs. “Whatever,” she sighs waving her off. “Keep being in denial then. Just make sure you get some sleep before the ballet tomorrow.”

She goes to leave, but pauses at the door, turning to look at Misty once more.

“What?” Misty asks defensively.

“We’re going to make sure you look extra gorgeous during the show, just FYI,” Daisy says knowingly, with a wink. And then, just a bit more mischievously, adds, “I saw how he looked at you after practice today when you had your hair down.”

At that, she disappears back down the hallway, leaving Misty alone once again, gently running her fingers through her hair.

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“Anything You Can Do” - Pokeshipping Edition

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zt6NYRvTSS4

I didn’t make the video above - just ran across it the other day and thought it was cute. The basic scene fits them well. Then I thought - if 4Kids can rewrite “It Takes Two,” why can’t we tweak the lyrics to this show tune to fit the characters a bit better?

Misty: Anything you can do, I can do better. I can do anything better than you. Ash: No you can’t. Misty: Yes I can. Ash: No you can’t! Misty: Yes I can! Ash: No you can’t! Misty: Yes I can, yes I can!

Ash: Anything you can be, I can be greater. Sooner or later, I’m greater than you. Misty: No you’re not. Ash: Yes I am. Misty: No you’re not! Ash: Yes I am! Misty: No you’re not! Ash: Yes I am, yes I am!

Ash: I’m gonna be a master! I learn moves so much faster! Misty: I’m better in the water, and I’m so much smarter. Ash: I can chow down any food. Misty: Chow down to the max? Ash: Yeah! Misty: So can Munchlax.

Ash: Any move your team does, my team does better. Misty: My team does any move better than yours. Ash: They do not. Misty: They do too. Ash: They do not! Misty: They do too! Ash: They do not! Misty: They do too, they do too!

Ash (dia): Oh yeah? Why don’t you prove it! Misty (dia): You asked for it, Ash Ketchum! Time for our rematch! Brock (dia): Guys, do you have to do this now? Ash and Misty (dia): YES! Brock (dia): Well…do you have to be so loud? Ash and Misty (dia): YES! Ash (dia): In fact…

Ash: Anything you can say, I can say louder! Misty: I can say anything louder than you! Ash: No you can’t. Misty: Yes I can. Ash: No you can’t! Misty: Yes I can! Ash: NO YOU CAN’T! MISTY: YES I CAN! YES I CAN!

Ash (dia): That’s it! Time for the battle! Squirtle, I choose you!

Misty: Ha! Compared to your water types, mine are much better! Ash: My water types are better than yours! Misty: They are not. Ash: They are too. Misty: They are not! Ash: They are too! Misty: They are not! Ash: They are too, they are too!

Ash: I take on all the matches! I win all the badges! Misty: I’m the tough gym leader! Brock: I’m one unhappy breeder. Misty (dia): No cutting in! Ash: I’ll just win with Pikachu! Pikachu: Pi Pikachupi! Ash: You won’t battle Misty!?

Misty (dia): I love you too, Pikachu! Pikachu (dia): Pika pi! Ash (dia): Traitor! *EXPLOSION* Jessie (dia): Prepare for - wait, what’s going on? James (dia): Ooh, are we interrupting a lover’s tiff? Ash and Misty (dia): Take that back! Jessie (dia): You’re blushing again! Ash (dia): Grrr…Pikachu, Thunderbolt! Pikachu (dia): Pi-Ka-CHUUUUU! Jessie, James, and Meowth (dia): We’re blasting off again! Ash (dia): Now…where were we? Brock (hopeful dia): Getting back on the road?

Ash: Anything you can catch, I can catch quicker. Misty: I can catch anything quicker than you. Ash: You can not. Misty: I can too. Ash: You can not! Misty: I can too! Ash: You can not! Misty: I can too, I can too!

Ash: Anything you can train, I can train better. Misty: I can train anything better than you. Ash: No you can’t. Misty: Yes I can. Ash: No you can’t! Misty: Yes I can! Ash: No you can’t! Misty: Yes I can, yes I can!

Ash: Any key you can keep, I can keep bettter! Misty: I can stay on-key better than you! Ash: No you can’t. Misty: Yes I can. Ash: No you can’t! Misty: Yes I can! Ash (off-key): No you can’t! Misty (pitch perfect): Yes I CAAAAAAAAAAAAN!

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While bored at work (again), I thought on Misty coming back to the show, how there are arguments for and against it, both for her character and for what it would mean for her deal with Ash, and how I’m definitely in the “she should’ve stayed” camp.

Then it occurred to me that, with three (rather big) changes, Misty’s prolonged and likely permanent absence could have been made just as sweet and moving as her return would be (IMO, of course, for all this.)

1. You know that line in BW that confirmed Ash as a perpetual 10-year old? It’s gone. Without that line, Pokemon’s floating timeline is still open to at least the possibility that the kids have aged, and would’ve reached adolescence by the end of the OS.

2. Bring Misty back…for an AG movie. Just one. Lucario and the Mystery of Mew comes to mind (mainly because it’s the only AG movie I know anything about), but any of ‘em could work. The important point is, she’s in one of the movies, and the movies are just a little more daring than the show at times. In this case, the flick would be more daring on romance. Something goes down between Ash and Misty. There wouldn’t be anything huge - no lip lock, no declaration of love, they wouldn’t even officially start dating. But by the time Misty heads out again and the credits roll, there’s an unspoken understanding: she’s my girl/he’s my boy.

3. From that one tweak to the movie comes a new quirk in Ash’s personality during the rest of AG, DP, and BW: whenever someone asks Ash about love and dating (which, let’s be honest, is hardly ever, so this wouldn’t even quality as a running gag), or whenever a girl gets attracted to him, he’s no longer the oblivious dolt (well, not entirely). Instead, he lets girls down gently. In response to the questions, he might not bring up Misty, or even answer with words at all. Instead, he just gets a small smile and draws a special fishing lure out of his pocket, or maybe a faded old handkerchief…(Again, hardly ever happens. Too much of this’d give you cavities.)

What these changes would mean for XY/Z, I don’t know. By the time I got this far in thinking, work turned busy.

Still bored, and I watched Lucario over the weekend, so some thoughts on how Misty might have fit into the movie:

(Spoilers if you haven’t caught the flick; I’d joke about how many years it’s been since it came out, but with how far behind I still am on the shows and movies, what room do I have to talk?)

(And, for what it’s worth: of the Pokefilms I’ve seen, I’d say Lucario is the second-best. It’s a distant second, but second nonetheless. And I love Mew. In general, but especially in this flick. Adorable.)

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“Okay, now slowly—slowly, whisk in the cocoa powder. Slowly, Ash.”

“I am doing it slowly.”

“Are you? That’s what slow looks like to you?”

Misty smirked behind her cup of tea as she took a victorious sip, the dulcet sounds of Ash, Tracy, and Brock clattering around the kitchen filling her heart with vindictive satisfaction.

“Not so easy, is it, Ash?” she called out to him mockingly from the living room. He simply huffed loudly in return.

It had been a tradition of hers, ever since she went back to the gym, to send Valentines chocolates to her boys, wherever in the world they happened to be.

While typically, she would simply melt down a few store bought chocolate bars and set them into the little pokemon molds she had gotten herself one winter, this year, since she knew she would actually be in Pallet Town and would be seeing them all in person for once, she decided to mix together all the ingredients and make the chocolate herself.

Brock and Tracy, the sweethearts, did her the kindness of at least pretending to her face that the chocolates were edible.

“Wow, Misty,” Brock began, wincing through the first bite. “These sure are…something.”

“Yeah,” Tracy agreed, forcing a pained smile. “You really shouldn’t have.”

“Really?” Ash asked, reaching into his own prettily decorated bag and pulling out a tiny luvdisc. (Yes, she had given Ash a luvdisc chocolate or two. It was a coincidence, shut up.) He took a bite and made a face. “Ew, what are you guys talking about? This is awful!”

Their resulting argument had been tame by Ash and Misty standards, and had ultimately culminated in Misty daring Ash to do better, since he was apparently such an expert.

Which brought them here.

“Okay, just like we practiced,” Misty heard Tracy saying, followed by a loud groan from Ash.

“Do I have to? Isn’t she mad enough at me already?”

Brock huffed. “Would you just trust us?”

Finally, the boys walked into the living room, looking haggard and covered in a fine layer of chocolate and powered sugar, Tracy and Brock on either side of Ash, probably to keep him from bolting.

After a long moment of just standing there, Brock rolled his eyes and gently pushed Ash in her direction. He glared at him, but quickly turned his attention back to her, his eyes wide and his face just a touch pink.

“I’m sorry I’m such a, uh,” he screwed his face up a little in annoyed concentration, “an uncultured troglodyte?” he said slowly, raising his eyebrow at Brock who nodded sagely.

Ash shot her a quick baffled look that made her bite her lip to keep from giggling, but turned his expression into something legitimately apologetic, and she felt her heart skip a traitorously tiny beat.

“I didn’t realize how hard it was to make chocolate, and I hope you’ll forgive me for being…whatever it was Brock said I was being, and accept these as an apology.” He handed her an endearingly messily wrapped bag full of ice-cube shaped chocolates, obviously not being able to find anything better in the Ketchum’s kitchen to help mold them. “You don’t have to eat them,” he stage whispered, “I tried one and it was disgusting.”

She did finally laugh at that, taking the gift and holding it protectively at her chest. “Thank you, Ash. Apology accepted.”

“Uh-uh-uh, Ash. Aren’t you forgetting something?” Brock asked knowingly.

Ash glared back at him and opened his mouth to protest, but after even Pikachu shook his head in pointed disappointment, he sighed, turning back to Misty, the redness in his cheeks evident even behind the cocoa powder, and before she could figure out what was happening, leaned over and quickly pressed his lips to her cheek in a quick kiss.

Misty knew she must have looked ridiculous, she could feel how red her face must have been glowing, and Brock and Tracy were both grinning like idiots at whatever expression she was making. But Ash looked pretty ridiculous himself, his own face bright red and his eyes wide; and that was enough to make her feel at least a little less embarrassed.

“Happy Valentine’s Day,” he mumbled, looking everywhere but at her, and then promptly speed-walked out of the room and up the stairs, followed by Pikachu, and his cap pulled over his eyes.

Brock and Tracy were both grinning at her when she looked back at them, so she shot them a look and crossed her arms, a smirk playing across her lips. “I suppose I have you two to thank for that?” she asked. Brock grinned.

“Never say we never did anything for you,” he sang, wagging his finger playfully.

“It’s the least we could do,” Tracy added sympathetically, “those chocolates really are awful.”

Misty snorted and popped a chocolate into her mouth, wincing at the bitter flavor and dry texture.

Somehow, it still tasted like victory.

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Of the few pokeshipping lines that are indisputably 4Kids additions, this may be my favorite. I have no idea what Ash said in the original, but whatever the line was, this should’ve been in its place. Why do I like this line?

 - It’s from Ash. Always nice to see cracks in the density that is his brain.

 - Earlier episodes had Ash stuck in a stunned stare when Misty changed her look. Here, he very calmly drops a line that basically says she’s pretty in her normal get-up. Tying in to earlier scenes and showing some subtle growth on Ash’s part; it’s a two-for-one deal.

 - The way Veronica Taylor delivers the line. There’s nothing teasing or mocking in Ash’s voice when he says this; he’s completely sincere.

 - The fact that it’s not a big deal. Ash isn’t embarrassed or bashful when he says the line, and Misty doesn’t blush or freak out when she gets it. By making it such a low-key, natural exchange between Ash and Misty, the dub made this a much more…couple-y moment than it would have been if a big deal had been made of it. No wonder certain fan magazines just went with the idea.

Plus, it’s hilarious to think that, without even trying, Ash Ketchum of all people proved himself smoother than Brock could ever hope to be.

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Pokemon OS Orange Islands-

ニドランのこいものがたり, Nidoran's Love Story

And just for fun, please enjoy Misty’s very heartfelt and passionate explanation of the contents of her fake letters that I’m sure in no way reflect her true feelings at all lol:

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There was something just a little different about this visit.

They had been sitting out of the Ketchum’s front porch, enjoying the crisp night air and getting caught up on each other’s lives since they had seen each other last.

Misty knew she had been doing a poor job of hiding what must have been a pretty obvious lovesick expression on her face, as even Ash had picked up on it and asked her why she was looking at him so funnily, but she was honestly finding it hard to care. Her Ash was home, bathed in moonlight and beautiful and passionately talking about his latest adventures, and maybe she was sick of hiding her feelings; maybe Ash was wonderful and deserved to know she knew it.

Maybe she wouldn’t hide it, just this once.

He paused a retelling of some battle he’d had against a particularly powerful alomomola, to stare at her again, looking just a touch self-conscious. “Seriously, is there something on my face?” he asked, but Misty just giggled.

“I’m just happy you’re here,” she told him sincerely. “I missed you.”

Ash’s eyes widened, understandably surprised by her honesty. Missing each other was one of those things they didn’t admit out loud, and she had just broken that unspoken rule. “You did?” he asked.

Misty nodded. “Of course, doofus. I always miss you when we’re apart.”

Ash seemed to take a moment to process that information, and, to her delighted surprise, a gentle blush bloomed across his cheeks. “Oh,” he murmured, suddenly looking timid. “I—I miss you too,” he admitted.

“Oh yeah?” she asked cheekily, feeling emboldened by his reaction.

Ash eyed her wearily, catching on to her subtle fishing, and smirked playfully. “Yeah, it’s too quiet out there without your constant nagging.”

“How dare you!” she gasped, pretending to be offended and lightly smacking him in the shoulder while he laughed. “We were having a moment!”

“I know! I know! I’m sorry! I couldn’t help it!” He reached an arm around her shoulders and pulled her into him in a cozy little side-hug of apology, which she allowed him to do with little argument, enjoying the warmth of his body next to hers.

“You’re lucky I love you,” she told him quietly, her face burning as she internally prayed he would think she just meant it in a friendly, casual way. Thankfully he just hummed, resting his head against hers and holding her just a bit tighter.

“Yeah. Love you too, Mist.”

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strangles you with the red string of fate

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Misty was mad at him for some reason.

Not that it was unusual, Misty was mad at him more often than not, but try as Ash might, he couldn’t put his finger on what he could have possibly done lately to make her so mad.

He, Tracy, and Misty were taking it easy in wake of the whole Lugia situation, riding Lapras to a quiet and peaceful beach on an island a ways away from Shamouti to recoup before starting off again to get his Orange League badges. They had hardly spoken during the ride there, or in the few hours since they arrived, so Ash had no clue what he had done to deserve the cold shoulder from her, but he was going to find out.

He saved the world, after all. Talking to Misty had to be easier than that.

“Why are you so mad at me?” he asked her bluntly, standing stubbornly between her and the water, which she had been spacing off and staring at for the last ten minutes. She glared at him in response.

“I’m not mad at you,” she grumbled.

“Why are you lying?”

“I’m not lying.”

“Usually you can’t shut up about how much I annoy you, why are you hiding this one?” he countered, and felt a very short, stunted surge of victory when Misty’s eye began twitching. He was wearing her down.

“Just. Drop. It,” she bit out, but Ash ignored her and continued.

“What? Did I eat your bagel or something? Step on your foot? Maybe I—”

Misty let out a stifled shriek in annoyance and shot to her feet, glaring at him with an intensity he hadn’t seen from her in quite a while. “You want to know why I’m upset?!” she demanded. “I’m upset because I saw you and Lugia get attacked. I saw you fall into the ocean. I saw your unconscious body floating in the water, and I pulled you back to shore, not knowing if you were going to wake up. Sure, it all worked out in the end and you saved the day, but for a few, terrifying minutes, I had no idea if you were okay, and every time I look at you, I see you half drowned, floating in the water, and it makes me physically sick.”

She took a deep breath, and Ash’s heart hurt when he realized she was holding back tears. “Mist… I didn’t realize—” he started, but she held up a hand, cutting him short.

“Don’t you dare apologize to me, Ash Ketchum,” she scolded. “You saved the world, just like you were supposed to. This is just something I need to…” She bit her lip, trying to work out the correct words, and finally settled on, “Process.”

He didn’t like it, but he nodded, and she physically relaxed at the sight.

“Good. Thank you. Just…” She sighed, running a hand through her bangs. “Just try not to do anything to get yourself killed for at least a few days, okay?”

Ash grinned. “I can try.”

She smiled softly. “That’s all I ask.”

A moment of pleasant silence passed between them, broken only by Tracy calling them over to help him get lunch prepared, and as they walked over, Ash paid particular attention to his footsteps, making sure not to slip or fall.

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