About three things I was absolutely positive. First, I had a pokemon. Second, there was a part of me - and I didn’t know how dominant that part might be - that wanted to be the very best, like no one ever was. Third, Gary Oak was unconditionally and irrevocably a douchenozzle.
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How old are you?
“ten”
How long have you been ten?
“…”
HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN TEN
Misty looked at Ash, his breathing still heavy from carrying her on his bike as fast as he could through the long grass outside of Pallet Town.
“You’re eyes are impossibly huge and black,” Misty said. “Your hair is… incredibly pointy, and doesn’t need product. Your face changes size and shape based on your feelings… and sometimes you speak like - like you’re from the 90’s. You never spend money on anything; you don’t go to the bathroom.”
The silence hung there, thick and heavy like a Snorlax blocking the bike path.
“How old are you?” Misty asked, not sure if she wanted to know.
“Ten,” Ash replied, with a slight smirk and an almost amused tone.
Misty new that wasn’t true. Ash wasn’t like the other boys her age. He wasn’t even like her older sisters who ran the gym in Cerulean City. He was wiser and his passion was genuine.
Ash didn’t just want to catch them all, he needed to. He was going to be the best there ever was no matter how long it took, which gave Misty this nagging in the back of her mind. She had to know for sure.
“How long have you been ten?” she asked. Her voice weak, knowing full well the answer could change everything she thought she knew.
“A while…” Ash said. His voice trailing off, as if he were losing himself in a flood of memories.
Misty let out a faint gasp. She knew now. She was certain.
“I know what you are,” she declared, as if whatever had been holding her back from accepting the truth, finally let go of her hand and let her fall right down the Diglett hole.
Ash eyes were alive now, flickering like the flame on a Charmander’s tale.
He stared right into her and said, ”Say it… out loud. Say it.”
Misty’s heart was pounding louder than the thud of a Marowak’s bone club attack.
Despite the now eerily silent meadow, she could barely be heard as she whispered, “Pokemon Trainer.”
Wook shrieking as Teuk approaches him in a gorilla mask. Yesung laughs until he collapses on Shindong :D
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shfly3424: 인도네시아콘서트하고왔습니다~~ 공항에서우연히만난마릴린혁과 슈퍼주니어 영광입니다요~~
[TRANS] I came to do SS4 Indonesia~~ I’m honored to have met by chance Marilyn Hyuk with Super Junior at the airport~~
(credits: @mimilovemicky)](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m39pxlzWkY1qzaeexo1_1280.jpg)
shfly3424: 인도네시아콘서트하고왔습니다~~ 공항에서우연히만난마릴린혁과 슈퍼주니어 영광입니다요~~
[TRANS] I came to do SS4 Indonesia~~ I’m honored to have met by chance Marilyn Hyuk with Super Junior at the airport~~
(credits: @mimilovemicky)
JOON SUNBAE’S WORDS OF WISDOM
JOON: STOP! It is officially forbidden for trainees to go out with each other. NO! You can only take pictures like this. The most dangerous situation is while out drinking.
- “Oppa~”
- Don’t make any nasal sounds.
- Don’t tilt your head more than 30 degrees.
- Don’t pretend to be cute.
Just don’t do anything.
I want to go here. Like, now. Kai, teleport us!~
![MODEST PRINCESS JOONIE ☆
JOON: Can I see how I look? [-camera screen turns for him-] JOON: Looks good… This is troublesome. Because I look good in anything.
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Congratulations Princess, you have taken us to a new level of narcissism. ♥](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m21s3wXSkQ1r4p861o1_500.gif)
MODEST PRINCESS JOONIE ☆
JOON: Can I see how I look?
[-camera screen turns for him-]
JOON: Looks good… This is troublesome. Because I look good in anything.————————————
Congratulations Princess, you have taken us to a new level of narcissism. ♥
