Ash and Dawn: Together

Dawn's Revenge

The wind blew over the open clearing in the Kanto region as our heroic group of travelers take a rest to eat lunch and recharge from their long walk. Brock, the squinty eyed breeder from Pewter city, stirred the pot of stew that he had made for lunch, inhaling the mixture of seasonings and ingredients. Everyone who had traveled with him raved about his meals. May often laments that one of the down sides of traveling by herself was her inability to cook as well as the older boy could. Around him were scattered the pokemon: his, Dawn's and Ash's. All in various states of readiness for the meal he was preparing. Near the fire pit, Dawn was setting places for the dishes and silverware for the trio of humans to eat at. Placing a spoon next to each bowl, she could barely hide her hunger for lunch. Her growling stomach caught the attention of the would-be chef.

"Hungry?" he called over to her.

"What was your first clue?" she replied, patting her stomach.

"Well, don't worry. Lunch will be ready in about ten minutes."

"Ten minutes." she whined a bit, bringing a smile to his face.

"I don't know if I can last that long."

"Why don't you take a walk? Take your mind off your stomach, like Ash did."

"Speaking of , where is Ash?"

"He was hungry like you, so he's out there, just wandering around. He picked up that habit a few years back."

"It seems to work. Normally, he'd be here, drooling more than Mamoswine when he's hungry." she said fondly, casting a side ways glance at her giant pokemon, who was currently napping under a tree.

"Since we are talking about him, could you go see if you can find him? Don't want him to get back late and complain we didn't save him enough."

"Sure. Which way?"

Brock gestured with his cooking spoon in the direction of the nearby woods. She waved him a thank you before venturing into the woods in search of her friend. The woods weren't particularly dense or overgrown but it was thick enough that you could get lost in them if you tried and she knew Ash could and would get lost. As her bright pink boots crunched over the leaves and sticks on the ground, her ears caught a most unusual sound. Different from the various sounds of pokemon going about their day, it was a deep groaning sound. For anyone else, it would probably make people think that it was some new, undiscovered pokemon but for dawn, it was a sound she had gotten use to. Following the sound, she found Ash, asleep, back against a large tree that all but hid his body and snoring like a Snorlax.

She smiled as she rounded the tree quietly and looked down as him. His hat hung lopsidedly as his head tilted to the side and a line of drool flowed out of his mouth. Now, again, to anyone else, they would a tad bit disgusted at the sight but for Dawn, he was utterly adorable. She had been around him and his snoring so much that not only did he tolerate but she loved it. She loved watching ash sleep. To her, sleeping ash was the epitome of cuteness. She likened his sleeping form to that of a baby. A dirty, slobbering baby but a baby nonetheless. Part of her want to squeal over how he looked but she didn't want to disturb his rest. She knew he had a tough task ahead of him, with taking on the gym leaders of Kanto and preparing for his battles with the elite 4. She would've liked to let him sleep a bit more but lunch was almost ready and she didn't feel like listening to him complain. As she reached over to shake him awake, he began to mumble something. At first she couldn't make what he was saying, as it sounded like mumbles to her but soon words began to form from his mouth.

"Mmmmm...errrrrrr...Dawn...Dawn..." he slurred from his mouth. Dawn was surprised by this. He was dreaming of her. Despite their new evolved relationship, she never once thought that she was the subject of his dreams. Normally, when he did talk in his sleep, it mostly involved battles, calling out to dream Pikachu to attack his opponent with a thunder-bolt but she heard him. He was dreaming of her and judging by the ever growing smile and low dirty laugh, it was a very pleasant.