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“Nostalgia”
Another themed Pokeshipping fic from @fairrytype‘s Pokeshipping Discord. As with the last two, it’s set in the continuity of that Discord’s group fic. Necessary context: Brock regularly does karaoke with a band, and since May, Dawn, and Miette all live in Kanto, they sometimes go out with Misty. One of those times involved Misty and Miette doing a duet.
Woah, we're half way there Woah, livin' on a prayer Take my hand, we'll make it I swear Woah, livin' on a prayer...
Misty shoved her palms down as hard as she could over her ears, but the sound still made it through. May was biting down on her lip, Dawn had her hands clamped down around a whimpering Piplup’s ears, and Miette was cringing. They were at a table well in the back of the bar, out of the lights and out of view from the stage. Not that Brock would’ve been looking for them anyway; he was in the moment, dancing up and down the stage with abandon as the band played on.
“Er...the crowd seems to be having a good time,” May offered. “Crowd” was a generous term in Misty’s opinion. There were less than twenty people in the audience, including them. But it was true; everyone seemed happy.
“That one guy really likes it,” said Dawn. She pointed to a table near the front, where a heavyset bald man and his Haunter were leaning against each other for support in their laughter.
“Yeah, but are they laughing with them, or at them?” Misty quipped.
“Mon dieu,” sighed Miette. “Why could zey not let us go first, Ondine?”
Misty raised an eyebrow and smirked. “Who said I’d sing another song with you?”
“You wound me, Ondine.”
“You know,” said May. “We could put together a big karaoke night with the boys. Drew won’t like it, but he and I are pretty good at ‘A Whole New World.’”
“I’d never get Gary to go for that,” Dawn sighed, with Piplup adding in a gruff chirp.
“And you don’t want Ash anywhere near a microphone,” said Misty. “Trust me.”
“Ooh, good point.” May winced. “I still remember him trying to carol at his mom’s Christmas party two years ago.”
“Not to mention the one time I took him to karaoke was a disaster.”
“You took him to karaoke?” Dawn asked.
“After he got back from Alola. Before we started dating. I don’t want to talk about it.”
“Oh?” Now it was Miette with the raised eyebrows. “He made a fool of himself zen, Ondine?”
“Something like that...”
“Misty,” Ash whined. “I thought we were going for ice cream!”
“’When we’re done,’ I said,” Misty shot back. “We ate dinner, and now we’re doing karaoke. We’ll get ice cream after.”
“But I don’t wanna sing.” Ash crossed his arms and sunk down in his chair, a pout on his face. Atop his head, Pikachu sighed and shrugged.
“Hmmph. Fine, Mr. Pokemon Master - be that way. Just sit there and listen to my song then, and we can go.”
“Don’t pick anything too long!”
(”I’ll agree with that,”) Pikachu yawned. (”We need to get to the ice cream before I pass out.”)
“Boys,” Misty growled. She pushed herself away from the table and made her way to the stage at the back of the restaurant. The karaoke box had been dominated by a group of school children earlier, but there was no line left anymore. Misty grabbed the microphone off the stand and started scrolling through the song list.
“No...no...ew, now...hmmm.” She rested a finger under the forth title down. It’s - well, its us. And after that little incident at the pizza place, maybe he’ll pick up on it...
Misty glanced up toward their table. Ash was still sulking, but he was looking back at her. The rest of the diners were busy with their food and talk. It was almost like having an audience of one. The thought made Misty’s stomach churn a little, but she popped in her coins, pressed the button, and started on the cue...
Why you gotta hug me Like that every time you see me? Why you always making me laugh Swear you're catching feelings
I loved you from the start So it breaks my heart
When you say I'm just a friend to you 'Cause friends don't do the things we do Everybody knows you love me too Tryna be careful with the words I use I say it 'cause I'm dying to I'm so much more than just a friend to you
Mmm, mmm, mmm When there's other people around You never wanna kiss me You tell me it's too late to hang out Then you say you miss me
And I loved you from the start So it breaks my heart
When you say I'm just a friend to you 'Cause friends don't do the things we do Everybody knows you love me too Tryna be careful with the words I use I say it cause I'm dying to I'm so much more than just a friend to you
You-oh-oh-oh-oh You-oh-oh-oh-oh You-oh-oh-oh-oh You-oh-oh-oh-oh
You say I'm just a friend to you Friends don't do the things we do Everybody knows you love me too I tried to be careful with the words I use I say it 'cause I'm dying to I'm so much more than just a friend to you
A friend to you A friend to you A friend to you...
She’d closed her eyes to sing the song; when Misty opened them, everyone else in the restaurant was still minding their own business, but Ash was standing. There was a funny sort of frown on his face, and a knowing look on Pikachu’s. A promising sign...
“So,” Misty said as she walked back over to them. “Whatcha think?”
He stared at her a moment, and cocked his head at that adorable angle he always used when confused. “That...wasn’t bad.”
“That’s it?” Misty laughed. “‘Not bad?’“
Ash shrugged. “Whaddya want me to say? I kinda forgot over the years, but - you’re a good singer.”
“Aww...that’s sweet, Ash. And what about the song?”
“What about it?”
Pikachu slapped a paw to his face, and Misty struggled not to keel over. “Did...did you notice anything about it?”
“Um...was that a ukulele at the start? Those sound fun.”
“You...it didn’t make you think of anything?”
“Should it?”
Misty just stared at him. Atop his head, Pikachu mimed pummeling it. That’s definitely an option, Misty thought. Along with kicking, screaming, dragging him up to read the lyrics, or just flat-out telling him...
“Misty? Was there something in that song I should’ve gotten?”
“...No, Ash. Nothing. Let’s get that ice cream...”
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