Pokeshipping One-Shots

•She's Not His Type At All [S]•

Idk I just feel like this describes Ash and Misty's relationship somewhat, yknow?

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She's got tangled hair and cigarettes
Cursing like a sailor on the ocean in her eyes

Misty Waterflower, or more commonly known as The-Future Misty Ketchum by Brock, was Ash's best friend. Well, to him she was. Maybe she secretly wanted more, but she had to suffer through the pain, right?

Ash knew he wanted more as well. "I c-can't.." he told himself for the millionth time. "She's.. not my type at all... right?"

But she's not my type at all

Five star dinner with a t-shirt on
Laughing too loud and a bit too long
And I think she's not my type at all
(The first line is probably something I'd do tbh XD)

"She's just... not my type," Ash told himself again. It doesn't matter how much my heart races as she walks towards me, how my face turns red as she bumps into me, or how much I wish I was with her.. she isn't my type, not at all.

She's got pieces of me, wrapped around her fingertips
Started slow but moving quickly to her heaven

Ash knew he just had to admit, he was starting to doubt that Misty "wasn't his type." He knew, but didn't want to admit it, they were meant for each other. They were soulmates.

No she's not my type at all
No she's not my type at all

She's got a plastic ring on her left hand from her boyfriend
And a chip on her shoulder from her mom
And she's not my type at all
It's all so right
It's all so wrong
Probably be gone by the end of this song

"I can't do this anymore..." he told himself. "It's killing me.. I need to be with her.."

And she's not my type at all
She's got pieces of me, wrapped around her fingertips
Started slow but moving quickly to her heaven

No she's not my type at all
No she's not my type at all
No she's not, no she's not, no she's not
No she's not my type at all

"She's not... she can't be.. aren't we.. friends?"

I am something else
When she says my name
Heaven bound, I lose myself

He hated to admit it, but, as Misty spoke, Ash couldn't but help but almost not pay attention. It wasn't logical, how he could get lost in such beautiful eyes.. "We aren't meant for eachother!" Ash told himself again as he banged his head against the wall in his room.

But she's not my type at all
No she's not my type at all
She's got pieces of me, wrapped around her fingers
She's got pieces, wrapped around her fingertips
Started slow but moving quickly to her heaven, heaven

No she's not my type at all
No she's not my type at all
No she's not my type at all

"I can't do this anymore!" Ash slammed his hands down and pushed himself up, as he marched down the stairs and outside where Misty was.

"Misty," Ash said as he grabbed her arm and pulled her up. Misty blushed a bit, but hid it well with the confused expression on her face. "She's not my type at all."

With that, he just kissed her. Misty, on the other hand, was shocked but on the inside, her younger-self was fangirling hard. (I'm talking your fav ship becomes official)

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This actually wasn't the songfic I meant to publish but eh i wrote it and haven't even started the other so umm yeah anyways hello it's now summer I'll be updating most days, I'll be notifying you when I'm going to not have wifi for a long time :)