Here is your very long awaited chapter. I know it's short. I'm working on it though. Promise.
Misty
I sat in my chair, seatbelt fastened as tight as it would go, clutching Togepi so he wouldn't hop out of my arms. He didn't seem worried about the flight, which had been smooth so far, but I just couldn't help but remember crashing into an island (twice) in a blimp while Ash and I were traveling through the Orange Islands.
We'd made it out alive both times, but still, they'd been traumatic experiences. I wasn't sure if the phrase "third time's the charm" really related to flying in blimps. I just knew that my track record with them was as bad as I could get.
The clock seemed to be moving very slowly. I grumbled in my seat, wishing the blimp would go faster... but not too fast.
Togepi crooned in my arms and I focused my attention on him. "Are you excited?"
His singing increased.
"Yeah." I nodded. "Me too. It'll be different seeing everyone. I mean, I get all those letters from Brock and Ash, but Brock is always talking about all the fun things they've been doing with Max and May and, well... I've felt left out, you know?"
Togepi squirmed and turned to face me, frowning.
"Awe." I smiled. "I didn't mean to make you unhappy. I love being with you, Togepi, even without Ash and Brock. I'm sure we'll have fun this weekend. It'll be just like old times, right?"
Togepi smiled and began chirping again.
"Why don't you take a nap? We'll be there in about an hour." I stared out the window, looking at the clear blue sky, still checking to make sure storm clouds or anything out of the ordinary wouldn't cause us to fall out of the sky.
Togepi yawned and the crowned points on his head came together so he was lying curled comfortably in his shell-like body. I leaned back in my seat, feeling worried about more than turbulence and the blimp crashing.
Ash's letters had been pretty short and it seemed like he avoided mentioning Max and May much. I'd been wondering why...
I stopped myself from thinking about May and instead chanted mentally to myself, "Brock said she was ok and hinted that Ash never showed any interest. She's fine. She's just Ash's friend."
Still, my mind wandered over to that possibility of him forgetting all about me. What if we started fighting the minute I got off this stupid blimp? What if he decides not to write anymore? What if he doesn't actually miss me and he's just writing back because he thinks I'll hunt him down and kill him if he doesn't?
Grimacing, I stared at the clock again. Two minutes had passed. I almost swore.
This was going to be a long hour.
Alright Pokeshipping fans- please don't spazz out and demand I write more. I promise I *am* working on it. For those of you who don't know, I actually write novels now and am in the process of trying to find an agent and get published, which takes up a lot of time and means I can't write fanfiction since I'm working on a trilogy (plus a prequel). So I hope you will be understanding that I completely forgot about this project.
I started writing this five years ago and didn't think it would be very popular. I also didn't think life would get so busy and I would be prioritizing a lot of other things above Pokemon writing- things that deserve priority. But I totally feel for you. A story I obsess over gets an update like once a year. I've given up on that one. But don't worry- I'm finishing this. It's not much longer, but one of my biggest pet peeves is when someone commits to something and doesn't follow through with doing it. I posted this so I need to follow through, don't I?
So stay tuned for a new update that will happen relatively soon. Like the next month soon. Thanks for being patient with me!
-Flips
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