Words couldn’t express how angry she was. All her life her sisters had put her down, made her feel like an outcast in her own family. She had hoped they’d matured some while she was gone, that they could at least respect her decision and be happy for her; apparently that wasn’t the case. Misty’s sisters didn’t try to stop her. They’d never seen Misty so pissed off, or at least not recently. Though they were disgusted by their little sisters reaction trying to stop her could be dangerous. It might involve getting their clothes wrinkled, breaking a nail, or worse, physical exertion. Misty stormed towards the bedroom she’d seen Casey disappear into. Kicking open the door Misty walked right in and grabbed Casey by the arm.

“It’s time to leave.” Misty growled

Casey looked up at Misty and sniffed. She used her free hand to wipe away at her tear soaked face, “What’s going on?” She finally managed to ask.

Too late, Misty was already dragging her towards the door. If Misty wasn’t in such a fowl mood she would have been shocked to see Casey was crying. The young Electabuzz fan pocketed her former friend, nearly dropping to the ground due to Misty’s jerky tugging.

“Misty don’t you think you’re over reacting? Okay, okay, he isn’t ugly. He’s deliciously cute. Now will you eat him?” The door slammed shut in Violet’s face “……………….. Damn.”

Daisy shook her head, “Misty’s always been something of a wild child. But this is too extreme even for her. Who would ever think of dating a piece of food, a sex toy?”

“Please.” Lily brought a hand up to her mouth as her cheeks bulged out slightly, “You’re making me sick.” Lily quickly ran off to the bathroom to vomit up her shrinkee meal. For once it wasn’t on purpose.

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“I can’t believe them! I honestly can’t believe them! Did they really think I’d……… oh I’m so pissed!” It was a long walk home.

Casey had quickly regained her composure but Misty was boiling mad. Since the limo hadn’t stuck around and the girls didn’t have the time or patience for a cab they decided to just walk the two miles to Ash’s home. Pallet Town wasn’t that large.

Ash was hurt by what happened. Not because of what Misty’s sisters said about him, he was a shrinkee, he was used to it. No, what ticked off Ash was what they said about Misty. He remembered them treating her like runt back when he first met them in Cerulean. Things clearly hadn’t gotten any better. It seemed like both their families hated the idea of Misty and Ash dating. Delia was finally starting to accept Misty but the Sensational Sisters would need a lot more than a few passionate speeches to get them to change their minds. He hoped Misty wouldn’t try to cut them off completely. Even if they were terrible people they were her family. He didn’t want her to loose them on account of him.

“Mist?” Asked Ash, who was still clenched in her right hand, “Are you going to be all right?”

Misty looked down at him, still looking quite angry, and brought the boy sky rocketing to her face. Any other shrinkee would have been scared shitless, but not Ash. Misty gave him a quick harsh, yet loving, kiss that covered his entire face. Ash felt a bit dizzy from the experience but overall he enjoyed it.

“Who needs them? I’ve got you right?” She asked Ash, “You’re all I need. They can rot for all I care.”

“Come on Mist.” Ash pleaded using his pet name for her, “Sure they were complete jerks but I’m sure that if you give them time they’ll –“

“No they won’t! They’ll never understand. Couldn’t they see that you’re different?” Misty started stomping her feet as if she wanted to crack the pavement, “They’re so full of themselves they can’t see other people for who they are.”

“But they don’t consider Ash a person, he’s a shrinkee.” Casey finally spoke up. Her voice was quiet and oddly emotionless.

“Ash is still the same, nothings changed since the accident.”

“His size has…. Or are you talking about his brain, his personality? Do shrinkees really change like that? I don’t think so, it’s just there size.”

Misty snorted, “If you believe that then why do you kill so many of them?”

Casey shrugged, “I’m big, they’re small. They taste good and they’re the only meal that’ll jump around in your stomach. They’re great to experiment with behind closed doors. Living dildos beat plastic ones, even if they can vibrate faster. And I’ve heard from friends that when it’s that ‘time of the month’ they’re really absorbent and a lot more comfortable than non living condoms.”

“So it wouldn’t bother you if it’s the same person mentally?” Misty asked, deep down she knew that there was really good chance what Casey was saying was true. It wasn’t like it had never crossed her mind before. Still, she was big and they were little. They couldn’t lead normal lives anymore and even magikarps were their potential predators. Some species of pokemon, such as the Dragonite, had the same level of and in some cases higher than normal of human intelligence. Yet they were still poached, nearly to extinction. So eating and using shrinkees really wasn’t immoral, they were like a new species. Still, Misty did find the thought a little disturbing.

“No, it doesn’t bother me at all…… At least, not usually.” Casey looked down at her pocket.

When they got back to house it was dark. Delia had already turned in for the night. She’d left out a note for them on the kitchen counter though. A very disheveled looking Sabrina had stopped by the house looking for them. She had to go back to Saffron city. She’d hunted down an extremely powerful, though young and easily angered, psychic. She’d decided to take him back to the gym for some ‘training’. She had wanted to say goodbye to Ash and co personally but they’d been out at the Sensational Sister’s show. She asked them to come visit her in Saffron when ever they get the chance.

‘Like that’ll happen.’ Misty thought. She’d be out around the world hunting rare water pokemon with Ash, probably no where near Saffron. Besides, she didn’t like Sabrina’s subtle flirting.

At the end of Delia’s message she had underlined something about a big breakthrough at Dr. Oak’s lab. Misty and Casey weren’t really in the mood to care. They were sure Ash’s mom would give them the details tomorrow.

Misty suddenly felt very tired. The day had taken a toll on her “Good night Casey. We’re going to bed.” Misty scratching an itch on her butt with her free hand then headed upstairs. If Delia caught them in a bed together, or Ash sleeping safely tucked away in one of Misty’s shoes, she’d probably through a hissy fit. But right now Misty was too emotionally drained to care.

That left Casey all alone…….. All alone except for Brad.

Casey breathed deeply; it was time for a talk.