Um…. Nothing to say…. R&R!

Ages ~

Ash ~ 21

Misty ~ 22

Brock ~ 26

*Just want to point out this was written a year ago, but it’s still good, just osrry if it’s a tad outdated ^_^;;*

Proposal

~ Part 2; insanely heroic ideas ~

Misty gasped and reached over to pull Ash’s arm. “Ash! It’s Team Rocket!”

Ash didn’t answer her. He was too busy mentally kicking himself for picking this restaurant, at this time.

“Ash! Ash, are you in there?” She whispered fiercely at him. “Ash! We have to get out of here so we can get our pokemon!”

‘At least Misty is thinking straight…’ Ash thought to himself, totally ignoring Misty. ‘Why me?’

“ASH!” She hissed through her teeth smacking his head.

Ash finally snapped back into reality, but only because a loud, annoying scratchy voice was blasting through a speaker phone from someone standing on a table across the dimly lit room.

“Ladies and gentlemen! Please stay calm! We are only here to steal your pokemon, jewels, money, and pretty much everything but the clothes from your back!” Misty gasped and her hand immediately went up to hold her necklace. “Phones on the table in front of you peoples! Let’s move it! If everything goes well, no one will get hurt – much.”

Even from across the room, Ash could make out the rocket’s grinning, evil face. He could clearly see the blue hair, the black outfit, and could definitely recognize the annoying voice. “Butch…” Ash growled through gritted teeth. Out of the corner of his eye, he could make out their waiter, who had also taken off his uniform and Ash could now see it was James, with Jessie standing beside him. “Misty,” Ash said in a low voice, never taking his eyes off the rockets. Misty turned to Ash with worry in here eyes. “Please don’t freak out, but that’s Jessie and James over there at three o’clock, and butch at twelve.”

Misty’s eyes widened and she tried her best not to freak out. “Ash, we have to get to Brock and Pikachu!”

“I know.” He nodded. He was trying his best not to think of why exactly they were here in the first place.

“How, you’re the one with the usual insanely heroic ideas, so think of one!” Misty cried.

Ash reached over and gently put a finger to her lips. “Hush, Misty, we don’t want to draw attention to ourselves, Team Rocket will never let us out of their site if they know we’re hear.”

Misty silently nodded. Her eyes were wide with fear and she asked, “What about James?”

“Crud.” Ash muttered under his breath. “Alright Misty, we’re going to get you out of here as soon as possible, then you run and find Brock and Pikachu, even better, the police.”

“How exactly do you plan on doing that?”

“Don’t be so picky! I’m making this up as I go along.”

“Wonderful Ash,” Misty mumbled. She looked into his brown eyes and leaned over to kiss him. “Be careful, alright? I love you.”

Ash gave her one of his victory smiles. “You know I’m always careful. I love you too.”

As silently and as quickly as he could, he got out of his seat and crouched down to the ground. He looked up at Misty, into her beautiful cerulean eyes, desperately hoping this wasn’t going to be his last time, “Go when no one is paying attention. Be careful!”

Misty smiled and winked at him. “’Course.”

Ash crawled around on the ground, avoiding the rocket’s site. He heard a light screech and sobbing. He quickly turned his head to make sure it wasn’t Misty. He sighed in relief. The rockets were starting to take everyone’s stuff, they weren’t to Misty yet, but they were getting closer. He turned back to move to the corner of the room, opposite the front door, and stopped dead his crouch. There in front of him, was a rocket, obviously someone he’d never seen before, but a rocket non-the-less. He couldn’t always count on all of them being as stupid as Jessie and James. Fortunately for him, the rocket’s back as turned to him and his attention seemed to be focused on something other than his duties. Ash thought quickly and scanned the area around him for ideas. There! Ash quickly jumped into a nearby chair with a couple. They stared at him oddly, but didn’t say anything. Ash smiled politely, then turned his attention back to the rocket. He was eyeing them suspiciously. Ash grinned nervously and turned to look at the couple, pretending to know them.

After a few seconds, Ash saw the rocket leave out of the corner of his eye. As soon as the rocket was out of sight, Ash crouched down again. He was almost there! He couldn’t see Misty anymore, which meant he was almost at his destination, he only hoped he wasn’t too late. There it was! The corner of the room, and lucky for him, the table was empty. Ash leaped onto the table, making all the noise he could to get everyone’s attention. He turned to face the rest of the room. All the rocket’s attention was turned on him, along with the guests. He could see their faces were etched in fear, especially the woman whose purse was currently being searched by a rocket.

“HEY!” Ash cried.

All eyes were on him. He searched desperately with his eyes to see if Misty was there or not. She was almost at the door!

The rocket closet to him stared, but then shook out of his daze and shouted up at Ash, “WHAT DO YA THINK YER DOIN’ UP DER?!”

Ash glared and didn’t move a muscle. “I won’t let you steal any pokemon.”

“YOU!” Ash’s head jolted over to the corner by the door. He openly gasped. The shout wasn’t meant for him, it was meant for Misty who had made it to the door, but was caught by a rather rough looking rocket about ten feet from the door. “RUN MISTY!” Ash cried out desperately.

There. That’s all for now! Mwhaaa! IS that a good enough cliff hanger for ya?

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