...id" vibe, and made sure that's what everyone thought. No one would suspect the pervert that resided in his mind. One morning, the boy decided that things would be different – Well, that, and puberty was beginning to hit. He already knew all he needed to know (he wasn't innocent by any means,) so that wasn't the problem; the problem was getting Misty's shorts off.
"Good morning, Ash." Misty said, snapping him out of his mental planning. He shook his head, snapping back to reality and smelling the pancakes Brock was preparing for breakfast. He looked at Misty, giving her his usual smile.
"Mornin', Misty." He said, nodding at her. He looked over at Brock, seeing the older boy distracted by cooking. He turned back to Misty, having an inner war about when this idea was going to be put into action.
Well, he did still have morning wood, so why the hell not?
"Misty, I need to talk to you. Can we go for a walk?" Ash asked, not surprised by the blush on Misty's cheeks. Any time the two were along, she would get nervous and blush constantly. "It won't be long, I promise."
"O-Of course, Ash!" Misty stammered, nodding her head. "Let me just go put Togepi with Pikachu and we can go." Misty placed her egg-shelled Pokemon on the ground, watching as it happily waddled over to Ash's electric mouse. She turned back to Ash, smiling. "Let's go."
Ash let her deep into the forest, keepin...