67 with Pokeshipping ♡
“Little to the left… back to the right a tad… okay, there! Perfect!”
Pikachu sets the cardboard box down in the indicated space before glaring down at Ash. (“Why am I doing all this heavy lifting?!”)
“I’m too big to get up there.” Ash responds simply.
“What in Arceus’ name are you two doing?” Misty steps out into the backyard, hands on her hips. She’s staring at the massive fort Ash and Pikachu have spent the last two days constructing out of cardboard boxes.
“Fort Kickass!” announces Ash, Pikachu leaping onto his shoulder. “Whaddya think?”
Misty takes it in. It’s rather small – barely up to her neck – but she has to admit they’ve placed a lot of effort. There’s turrets, inner and outer walls, even a working drawbridge. It’s still childish and rather crude, but who is she to wipe that proud grin off of Ash’s face?
“I think I’ve been holding myself back from falling in love with you all over again.” she smiles, taking his hand so they can (to Pikachu’s dismay) properly christen the finished construction.
