Brock 1

You traveled with Ash and Misty, you met at the Pokémon Center where you healed Pikachu.

A short time later, Brock, a boy, master and caretaker of Pokémon, especially rock-type Pokémon, joined them.

You had forged a special bond with Brock; generally, women rejected him because he approached them like a madman.

But not you. You liked him, and he liked you. What could possibly go wrong? Nothing.

They were the same age, 15 years old, 5 years older than Ash and Misty, but they looked practically the same age.

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Lately on their journey, they were having problems with a very annoying Pokémon that kept appearing to them.

A Jigglypuff.

He would start singing, and leave them asleep on the floor.

Today was no exception.

She began to sing, that high, delicate voice that, despite being tender, was unbearable.

Misty and Ash woke up first. A while later, though...you and Brock...

You were lying just on Brock's chest, and while he slept he hugged you around the waist.

Both were asleep, as if they didn't realize they were on the ground or that others were watching them.

"Hey! Wake up!"

Misty screamed, but Brock smiled in his sleep; it was no use...

Just like two teenagers in love... (Actually, they were...)