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I'd rather like to see ash with that girl who was flirting with him to make misty jealous from the pokemon 2000 movie...they'd be awesome...Then Misty, then May...And one of the gym leaders/other people that liked him, then someone else, then NUrse joy and then dawn....It makes him a pedo...he's like 20 now i think...

 

also I would love to see broke with the rich girl who actually loved him....you know the episode with the bedrill chasing him in the forest and some girl came outta a limo and something about a snorlax towards the end.

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Actually Ash hasn't aged in the series. It was proven by the creator. :/

 

And no. Dawn hates Ash, another reason why PearlShipping sucks. But that girl from the 2000 movie, 2000Shipping is one of the better Ash shippings.

 

But I do not know about that Rich Girl. Care to explain more?

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[spoiler=Chapter 1]

*9 Years Later*

A rain storm has been terrorizing the little town of Myzville for a whole week now. The strong wind destroyed homes, the continuous rain created floods, and the bitter cold air caused illness to spread. Everyone was completely miserable.

 

“Damn rain,” I murmured as a plethora of droplets of water came down on me.

 

"Keep working you slow poke!" Tybalt screamed.

 

I grunted. Slow poke?! I work faster than you! If you're not the boss of me, I would've killed you by then! Here I am again, talking to myself. Someday, I'll scream at you for real.

 

"Yeah that's right! Don't talk!"

 

I looked at my hard day's work; five swords, fifteen axe heads, twenty pairs of forks and knives, and twenty- five horseshoes. For the first time, I had finished every single assignment Tybalt threw at me. Looking at my body, I saw cuts and bruises. It looked as if I tripped on a bed of sharp rocks.

 

"Hey oldster. I finished everything you asked me to do."

 

The old man turned around with a surprised face.

 

"Impossible!"

 

"Look for yourself."

 

I smiled as Tybalt looked through my work. Seeing his surprised face was priceless. He double checked, he triple checked, and he checked for the fourth time. There was not single missing item.

 

"Well...I guess you can go home now."

 

As soon as he said the word, I sprinted out and headed to my house. The rain drenched me, but I ignored it. I almost slipped as I ran through a path of mud. The little hut that is my house was right there, just a few yards away. My hand could almost reach the door knob but suddenly, I tripped in a pile of wet, dirty mud. The door of the tiny house opened, revealing a girl in her teens wearing a pink dress.

 

She looked out, but no one was there. "I swear I heard someone. Must have been the wind." The girl was about to close the door, but a voice stopped her.

 

"Wait! I'm over here!" I slowly got myself up and looked at myself. I was completely covered in mud.

 

"Primerio? Primerio, is that you?" The girl started off with a giggle, but then she began bursting with laughter. "Oh look at you! I almost thought you were a monster!"

 

My face was red, but the mud covered it. "Oh hi Millena."

 

Millena continued to laugh. "Come on inside. I'll get you cleaned up."

 

I walked into my house expecting to see my parents, but they weren't there. Millena looked at me from the other room. I think she read my mind because she answered the question in my head.

 

"Your parents are away. They left town as soon as you went to Tybalt. They said they're leaving to work on a more, how did they put it, suitable area. They'll come back once the storm dies," said Millena as she prepared a hot bath for me.

 

"It's always about work for them. They always say they want the best for me, but I don't think they understand."

 

"Understand what?"

 

"That money can't buy happiness."

 

"Nice proverb. Your bath will be ready in an hour."

 

"An hour?!"

 

"You want to take a bath in cold dirty water?"

 

I gave her the look, signaling my answer.

 

"I didn't think so. Patience is a virtue, my friend."

 

Friend. That's all she thinks of me. I wish I had the courage to tell her that I love her, that I loved her since we first met. I had tried several times to take a deep breath and tell her the truth, but no words ever came out. I even tried writing her a letter admitting my love for her, but the letter was burnt.

 

“Primerio…Do you hear that?”

 

“What? Huh?”

 

“I said do you hear that?”

 

“I don’t here any-“

 

The sound of screaming stopped me. I could also hear the stomping feet of several horses. The screams became louder and louder. Then, the door burst open.

 

“The village is under attack! The village is under attack!”

 

 

 

I think I should stop there. What do you guys think?

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