A fiery red hair, cut and bomb shill girl was whiting for a fish Pokémon. That's when her fishing poll was tugging on something "yes I got a bit! And man is it big or something!?" Misty asked herself and put all her strength in one last pool. "GOT YOU NOW!" Then a boy and his Pikachu is pooled out in worrying for their safety. "Oh you pure things are you OK?" Misty asked. "Yeah thanks for saving are lives we owed you." The boy answers then was slapped in the face. "Good then try being more careful or I'll make you very sorry that you maid your Pikachu take to much damage GOT IT!?" Misty thread's him even if he's cute. "(gulp) got it. Sorry Pikachu I'll find a place for you to get help? Miss can you help me and Pikachu please?" He asked begging her with puppy eyes "well I don't know? (don't fall for it even if he's really handsome-must-not....OH FOR GET IT.) OK I'll help just no more puppy eyes please?" Misty said in defeat. "you well yes thank you so much." Ash said in joy.
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