Love Is a Many Blundered Thing (May/Drew)

[Juny]

There will be no more shipping. Someone, get a moderator to close this thing!

Sorry, but may I ask what the hell you're talking about? O_o

[Esperon]

And here we have my little review to your lubbly fic ^^ There's lots to like here and I don't believe you when you say you're not that good at english and stuff...cos this is good!

Chapter 1 + 2

Her parents had tried everything to get her over this hate and fear, even quasi-accidentally pushing her off a cliff and having a Gyarados save her (which was, May found, the stupidest idea ever because it made everything worse).

Pushed her off a cliff? LOL!

"We are going to take a look at this little ice cream shop, which seems to have a lot of customers. Oh, there is a line… Let’s interview some customers while we wait for our turn!” She tapped the man in front of her on his shoulder. “Excuse me, sir, what do you think of this little booth?”

oooo that would be embarrasing to be present at!

“Unbelievable!” Drew jeered. “Your weirdness has no limits!”

Great little line

That feeling changed drastically as soon as the last participant was announced: Drew. May’s smile faded when he came up the stage, grinning more self-confident than ever. The audience (mainly the girls) screamed and squealed when he flicked his green hair. “Masquerain, go!”

I can feel the hottness vibes from here...

Chapter 3

“If you say so, Mary.”

Love the little Mary thing running though

Chapter 4

Ash gazed at her. ”Is that really possible?” he asked.

yep, true to Ash statement...

Chapter 5

Bill, in bright orange pyjamas

Sexy...

She was silenced by a dark-green coat that landed over her head and shoulders.

AWWWWW that's so sweet!! And I seem to be the fourth person to quote that...interesting as only 3 other people have reviewed at this point!

I love this fic and can't wait for the next chapter

Could you add me to the PM list please?
Thank you and happy writing!

[Juny]

Yes, it has been a while, but I'm back! For now anyway. I'm very sorry it has taken me so long to typ something I've had written out since the last chapter, but I can hardly read, write or do anything at all due a very bad headache - it gets worse especially behind the pc, so typing was a bit of a problem (or reading and reviewing other people's fics, for that matter. I am reading them though, don't worry ^_^; ).
ANYWAY. I didn't re-read this chapter after I finished typing, because 1) I was already glad I finally finished it and 2) I've got a feeling it won't do me much good. Personally, I'm not a 100 satisfied (I know I never am, yes) because there are things which I feel would have been better written diferently or just left out, but I needed them as a buil-up for the next chapter; In the hope it will come out before we're all dead.

I still hope you'll enjoy reading, and thank you all very much for your patience ^_^;

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Chapter 6

The further the sun disappeared behind the high buildings of the city, the more crowded the streets seemed to become. More and more trainers left their rooms and hotels, dressed up in festive clothes. The many coloured lights at the carnival illuminated the busy streets and the long lines in front of booths and attractions. That a lot of them had suffered some serious fire damage earlier was almost unnoticeable, even to those who knew.

Even though she was only looking at it through the window, May felt excited at the sight of it all. She couldn’t wait to go – but first things first, and she still had to get ready. It had taken her over twenty minutes to pick the right clothes – she hadn’t brought too many, not counting on a party like this – and finally decided on a rather simple, yet cute short yellow dress. The top was tight and low-cut, and the skirt was pleated. It was definitely not May’s favourite dress, but it was good enough for tonight.

She got up and walked into the bathroom, grabbing a brush and running it through her hair. Then she grabbed small, yellow elastic and put her hair up in a ponytail, with the exception of a few strands of hair. She glanced at her reflection in the mirror and smiled. Perfect!

When she left the bathroom, she heard Max pounding at the door. “If you’re not done within ten seconds, I’m leaving without you!” he yelled.

“Wait!” May yelled back. She quickly stepped into her shoes and ran to the door. “All done,” she said with a broad grin as she opened it.

Max sighed. “Great,” he said. “Ash and the others are waiting for us at the Pokémon Centre. Now hurry up!” He turned and walked down the hallway, off the stairs and disappeared out of sight.

May closed the door and locked up. Then she hurried after Max and caught up with him downstairs. “Keys,” she said, throwing them into the air. “I don’t have any pockets, so you keep them.”

Max caught them and put them away. “I’m not planning on staying late. The second rounds are at the stadium tomorrow and I’d rather be awake by then,” he informed her.

“Even when you go to bed at two and wake up at six, you’re still chipper,” May said, but Max didn’t hear her.

“There they are,” he said, pointing at the end of the road. “Come on!” He dashed through the street and May followed, though in a slower pace.

Misty stepped forward. “Hey!” she greeted. “May, you look great!”

“Thank you!” May said cheerfully. “You look wonderful, too.”

Misty beamed. “Thanks.” She wore a short, blue-glittering top and three-quarter length jeans. Her orange hair hung loosely over her shoulders. May glanced at Brock and Ash, but like Max, neither had bothered to change clothes.

“Shall we go?” Brock proposed and the others nodded.

“Are we going to eat something first?” Ash asked. “I saved some place at dinner just for that!”

“I could eat,” May said, licking her lips, and Max gave a small nod in agreement.

“To the food stands it is, then,” Brock decided. He looked around as they entered the carnival site. “Which one?”

May sniffed, putting her nose up in the air. “Waffles!” She turned around on one leg, her arm stretched and pointing into the direction of a small booth with a few people lining up.

“They smell good,” Misty agreed.

“And I’ll bet you they taste even better!” May grinned. “C’mon!” She rushed over and closed up the line. The others followed her, in different paces.

“This smell makes me so hungry!” Ash said in a tone that implied both pain and delight.

“Pika-chaa!”

Misty rolled her eyes and looked away from him, but May could swear she saw her smile for a second.

When it was their turn, Brock stepped forward and paid the waffles for them. “Hey, I can miss those few bucks,” he said when they offered to pay him back. “Consider it a reward for getting so far –and, uh, hanging on,” he added with a small wink at May.

All beamed and ate their waffles in silence.

“What’s next?” Ash asked after a short while, cramming nearly half his waffle into his mouth.

Max’ eyes glistered behind his glasses. “The haunted house,” he said in a death whisper as he wiped his mouth clean with a napkin.

May emitted a strange squeal and nearly choked in a small bite. “Th-he haunt-ed h-house?” she asked coughing and Misty worriedly patted her on the back. Unlike Max, the haunted house was her least favourite attraction of all. She hated being scared, and hated admitting it even more. Unfortunately, she haunted house always scared the hell out of her.

“Oh, don’t be such a baby,” Max grunted, “again.”

May pouted, “I’m not!”

“Then don’t act like one,” Max said wisely.

“There, there,” Brock came between both in a tone that resembled a mother trying to calm a group of toddlers. “Let’s not fight now, shall we?”

May and Max grumbled a last few unintelligible words, but then nodded.

Brock smiled satisfied. “Now, who wants to go into the haunted house?”

“Me!” Max and Ash yelled in unison.

“Well, I don’t mind,” Misty said, slowly, her eyes moving unsurely between May and Ash.

“Then we’ll go into the haunted house,” Brock decided. “May, if you really don’t want to come, you can just stay outside and wait for us. Okay?”

“Fine, fine,” May sighed. “You just go, and I’ll wait ‘till you come out again. That’s fine.” She followed them to the big, scary-looking attraction and sat down on a small bench in front of it while the others entered. Bored, she twirled her hair around her fingers. Now that she thought about it, what exactly was the difference between now and the normal carnival? She glanced around. The normal carnival wasn’t this decorated and closed during night time, but those were the only differences she could spot. She shrugged and rested her chin in her hands. Funny.

“I see you are having a good time.”

May shrieked and jumped up. Angrily, she turned around to find Drew grinning at her. “Up until now, I was, thank you very much,” she snapped at him, “and don’t sneak up behind me like that!”

“You’re too easy to scare, Mary,” Drew grinned.

“What about it?” May snorted. “By the way, I thought we were beyond the Mary-nonsense.”

Drew shrugged. “Must admit it’s getting less amusing.”

May sent a glower his way. “It was never amusing to begin with.”

But Drew didn’t follow it up. “Where are your friends?” he asked. “You didn’t come alone, did you?”

May shook her head. “They’re in the haunted house,” she replied. “I don’t really like that place, so I’m waiting for them to come out again.”

“Why doesn’t that surprise me?” Drew wondered sarcastically and May scowled.

“Anyway,” she continued, breathing rather heavily, “What are you doing? Did you come alone?”

“As a matter of fact, I did,” Drew replied carelessly. “I’ve found that going to people events alone is a lot less obliging – and certainly less tedious,” he added.

“So you come alone because you find other people tedious?” May gaped at him.

“Certain people, indeed.”

May took that as a personal offence, shot him a death glare and then faced the other way. “You could as well have stayed in your room, then,” she grouched. “I don’t believe this is any different than the carnival at any other time.”

Drew cocked an eyebrow. “Oh, but it is,” he said, though May heard a very cynical undertone in his voice. “Didn’t you know? There are…” he considered for a while, “some tables with cheap candy and punch at the square and I believe there’s some kind of karaoke going on, but I have no idea where. Thank God for that.” He rolled his eyes. “Really, the whole reason they’re doing this is because they’re afraid it won’t be festive enough for a festival.”

“Ah.” May nodded slowly. “So that’s it.”

Drew nodded. “Well, I don’t really have time to chat anymore, so I’ll see you around.” And he disappeared as quickly as he showed up.

May blinked and looked around to see if there were any fans stalking him again, but nobody seemed interested in following him at all.

“We’re back!”

May shrieked again and leaped in the air. Max came running up behind her.

“Oh, hey guys,” May said weakly. “Had fun?”

“Loads!” Max exclaimed. “You really missed something there!”

May managed a stiff smile. “Perhaps,” she said. Her eyes trailed off to Misty, who looked pale and shaky, Ash, who was trying to keep a straight face but failed blatantly and Brock, who tried his hardest to ignore them.

“Misty, are you all right?” May asked. “You don’t look very well.”

“Many… bugs,” Misty croaked. “And spiders ‘nd stuff… Awful.”

“She doesn’t really… like bugs,” Brock explained at the sight of May’s puzzled look.

Ash was still laughing. “You looked so funny!” he roared.

Misty glowered and hit him rather hard with her fist. “Shut up.”

Rubbing his head, Ash snorted one last time. “Sorry.”

May giggled. “What next?” she asked.

“We figured we’d let you decide,” Max said. “Since this was our choice.”

“Oooh!” May beamed. “Can we go on the Ferris wheel next?”

Max couldn’t restrain and groaned. “That’s for little kids,” he moaned.

“If you put it that way, you should love it,” May snapped at him. “My pick, remember?”

“That’s what we all decided,” Brock said warningly, as Max had opened his mouth in objection.

“I really like the Ferris wheel,” Misty said. Her cheeks were regaining some colour and she had stopped shaking. “The view is always so wonderful.” She bended over and picked up Pikachu.

“Exactly!” May squealed. “It’s great!”

“I still think it’s only for younger children,” Max muttered as they walked, loud enough for May to hear it.

“Then you think wrong,” she said simply. But all the comments on her being childlike worried her unwillingly. Was her mother right, did she really act immature? Did all others think so, too? It would be nicer if they just told her…

She swallowed and shook her head. Nonsense, may, she convinced herself. You’re fine the way you are, and you know it.

“May, let’s go together!” Misty said cheerfully. “Girls only?”

“Sure,” May accepted happily. “I’d love to!”

The street broadened into a small square. Long cords with coloured lights criss-crossed high over the wooden tables in the middle, filled with plates with weird-looking candy, bowls filled with a red liquid and small plastic cups.

May giggled. It was indeed nothing more than Drew said it was. She tore her look away from the tables and followed Misty to the Ferris wheel on the other side of the square. They closed the short line, followed by Ash, Max and Brock.

“Hey, Misty could you give Pikachu back?” Ash asked, tapping her on the shoulder.

“If Pikachu wants to go back to you.” Misty looked at Pikachu, patting it on the head.

“Chaaaaa!” Pikachu closed its eyes in delight.

Misty grinned. “No, don’t think he does,” she said. She put down some money for a ticket and hopped aboard one of the Pokémon-shaped capsules. “See you in a while!”

“Hey!” Ash called after them, but Misty ignored him and looked the other way, s******ing.

“He’s a pro at overreacting,” she told May, shaking her head.

“Well, you did take his Pikachu,” May chuckled.

Misty shrugged. “He knows I’ll give it back soon enough,” she said. “Pikachu loves his trainer above all. Besides, I’m a water Pokémon trainer. Water-type Pokémon and electric Pokémon don’t get along too well.” She put Pikachu on her shoulder so it could enjoy the scenery. “I really love the view from here.”

“Me too!” May stared out of the window. “Doesn’t the carnival look dreamy?”

“Sure does,” Misty agreed. “We did a pretty good job decorating, didn’t we?”

“Yeah.” May kept silent for a while to fully enjoy the scenery. Then she asked, “Where are we going to next?”

“Well, Ash and Max were going on and on about something fast and spinning,” Misty recalled. “I think they had a name for it, but I kinda forgot.”

May let out a deep groan. “Those things make me so nauseous,” she complained.

“I’m all right with them.” Misty put her hands aside so Pikachu could jump on her lap. “Either way, that’s where we’ll probably go next. I’m sorry.”

May sighed and shrugged. “It’s okay,” she mumbled. “I’ll just wait outside again.”

“Afterwards, we’ll do something you like again, okay?”

“Okay.” May got up as the door opened and jumped on the ground, followed by Misty and Pikachu. They stood back a bit and waited for the guys to get out of the next capsule.

Max was the first of them to set foot on ground. “Boring,” he said, “but the view was nice.”

“You can see the entire city from up there,” Brock said. ‘We really did do well on the decoration.”

“Pikachu!” Ash called as he picked up his yellow friend. Happily, Pikachu hopped on his shoulder.

“He wanted to go back to you anyway,” Misty grinned.

Ash glared at her first, but then cheered up. “Okay, now to the Octopus!” he cheered.

“Yeah!” Max nodded enthusiastically. “That’s the kind of attraction I like!”

May folded her arms. “Oh, please,” she snickered, “you always got sick in those things.” It was quite a relief glances didn’t kill.

“That’s ages ago,” Max told her angrily. His cheeks turned a faint shade of red.

“Two years at most,” May said sweetly. “I’m sure you remember. You threw up three times.”

Max turned away. “Shaddap,” he mumbled. “At least I got over it. You-“

“Cut it out, guys,” Brock came between both as May was about to defend herself. “This is your third fight today. Are you always like this?”

May shrugged. “Normally a little less fierce,” she admitted.

“Then please let this have been the last fight today,” Brock sighed. “I’m sure everyone will enjoy this evening a lot more if we all just act friendly with each other.” He reminded May so much of her dad she had to hold her laughter; neither Brock nor Norman could be very intimidating.

Judging by his expression, Max was thinking the same thing. “Alright,” he s******ed. “Let’s go.” He and Ash left to their big, spinning attraction, soon followed by Brock and Misty.

May sauntered after them in a slow pace. She held still in front of a huge machine in the shape of an Octillery, only with many more arms and a cup at the end of each arm. The line was quite long and Max, Ash, Misty and Brock joined in.

May looked around for a bench to sit on, but the only one she saw stood rather far away and was already taken. She sighed and leaned her back against a lamppost. Not quite as comfy, but good enough. For the time she’d had to wait, anyway…

Suddenly, a cold hand grabbed her shoulder. May let out a small screech and nearly tumbled over. She quickly turned around to yell at Drew, but he wasn’t there. Three girls from around her age stood behind her instead. May blinked. “Uhm, excuse me?”

The middle girl stepped forward. She had very pale, blonde hair at shoulder length and ice-blue eyes. She wore a rather skimpy, frilly dress and sandals that might have belonged to the ancient Romans. “Are you May Maple from the Petalburg gym?” She didn’t even bother to make it sound like a friendly question.

“Well, yes,” May stammered, “why?”

“We’re the Drew Fan club,” the blonde girl said. “I’m Kaci, the president.” She spoke in a strange accent, though May couldn’t make out which one.

“Drew’s fan club?” May looked puzzled. “I always thought Ayumi was the president.”

Kaci pulled her hand through her hair. “Not that pathetic club,” she said.

“We’re the real fans,” the girl with short, chocolate-brown hair and a short orange dress said.

“The others are just drooling nuts,” the girl with bright red, nearly pink hair in a short yellow top and skirt finished.

May looked at them with big eyes. “Oh,” she said. “Okay then.” She forced a smile on her face. “Is there anything I can do for you?”

Kaci looked back at her coldly. “Don’t play innocent,” she said curtly and May’s smile faded. “As of recent, we noticed your claws in our Drew. What exactly do you think you’re doing?”

“Eh?” May’s eyes widened. “I beg your pardon?”

“Oh, please.” Kaci swished her hair over her shoulder. “Stop the innocent act already.”

“We know you’ve been getting awfully friendly with him lately,” the pink-haired girl said.

May blinked and gaped at them in horror. Where did they get those ridiculous ideas? But somehow, she couldn’t get a word over her lips.

“He doesn’t have any time for little girls like you,” Kaci told her icily. “He has his own business to worry about, and they don’t include babysitting you.”

May’s face, which had lost nearly all colour, now started to turn red. “Just wait a second!” she exclaimed. “I’ve never done any of those things! I’ve never asked for any attention! We’re not even friends – I hardly even know him! He’s the one coming to me, not the other way around – and don’t talk to me like I’m some sort of little kid!”

Kaci folded her arms and swung her hair in her neck. “We’ve asked you to give the innocent act a rest already!” she snarled and May felt a sudden urge to step back. “We’re letting you off with a warning this time, but if we ever notice you pull something on him again, we’ll be back.” She turned around and stalked off, followed by her two friends. “What a waste of time, talking to such a girl,” May heard one of them say as they disappeared between the other people.

She just stood there, motionless. She now recognised the girls; they had been with the fan group chasing her and Drew a few days ago. But she couldn’t understand how they could think all that, even if they saw them together that day… She also hung out a lot with Ash and Brock, but no one ever made a problem of that, even though they were much friendlier with each other. Much more than she and Drew, anyway. And what about Ayumi? She was always hanging around Drew and clinging on to him… Did they harass her like this as well? But even if they did…
“How can they say such things?” May whispered hoarsely. Her throat felt awfully dry. Maybe she just needed to drink something. But she didn’t have any money on her… Then she remembered the free punch back at the square. Punch might not be her favourite drink in life, but for the moment, it would do just fine.
She swallowed and made her way to the middle of the square. Not many people seemed to have touched the punch yet. Only one bowl was slightly emptied.
May grabbed a plastic cup, filled it with the red liquid from the closest bowl and bolted it down in one gulp. She gasped. Not bad at all. Why so many people seemed to have avoided it, she couldn’t grasp. Sure, it tasted a little dry, but it was also very sweet. Only the smell… May reckoned she recognised it, but couldn’t recall wherefrom. She shrugged. It wasn’t really important. This was great stuff. She even had the idea her thoughts and worries from earlier were fading away.
She filled her cup again, and again, and again. With every gulp, more worries seemed to fade away. And that wasn’t all that changed. A warm, happy feeling spread slowly through her body, making her feel as if she could do anything. But her movements seemed to become less controllable than before and for some reason, the carnival seemed nearly twice as crowded. She shrugged it off. Such weird stuff… She put her cup on the table and tried to take a step to the left, but tripped over her own feet and fell over. Luckily, someone caught her before she hit the lamppost and she just hung there, trying to understand what had just happened.

“What exactly are you doing?” May vaguely recognised Drew’s voice.

“Hi there!” she said, strangely slow.

Drew frowned and put her back on her feet. “What’s wrong with you?” he asked. “You’re acting strange, even for you.”

May started giggling and nearly fell over again, but managed to stay on her feet with help from the table. “I’m great!” she said, slurring her words. “In fact, I don’t think I’ve ever felt this good before!”

Drew took a few steps back as she spoke. “You smell an awful lot like alcohol,” he stated.

“Alcohol?” May looked at him with big eyes. “No way!’ She grabbed her cup from the table and wanted to take a refill, but Drew snatched it out of her hand.

“Please say you haven’t been drinking the punch,” he groaned.

May blinked. “It’s good stuff!” she said in protest.

Drew sighed. “It’s pure junk,” he said. “More than the half of it consists of pure alcohol and sugar. The fact that everyone around is avoiding it like the plague should’ve tipped you off, but I guess even simple hints like that don’t work for you.”

“Do they?” May looked up at him, deep in thoughts. “I don’t remember.”

“That’s because you’re stinking drunk.” Drew put her cup back on the table. May tried to grab hold of it, but he stopped her again.

“Hey,” she said, “that’s mine!”

“You’re not drinking one more drop tonight,” Drew told her strictly. “Or you’re gonna end up in the hospital due to alcoholic poisoning.”

“But I’m thirsty!” May reached for the stack of plastic cups but tumbled over again. Drew caught her and pushed her back up.

“Then get yourself some water,” he said. “Alcohol doesn’t help against thirst anyway.” He glanced around. “Where are your friends?”

May shrugged. “Dunno,” she said. “Around.” Her eyes grew even bigger than usual and she backed off. “But I can’t be around you!” she said fidgety. “No, no!”

Drew raised one eyebrow. “What are you talking about?”

“You don’t have time for little girls like me,” May said earnestly. “You’ve got your own business to worry about, not including babysitting me.” She giggled dumbly and stared around.

“And who said that?” Drew asked, frowning.

May tried to remember. “A girl,” she said slowly. “With a really weird name. What was it again?” Her head hurt as she attempted to recall the name. “Something with Ka… I think…” She suddenly felt very tired.

Drew let out a deep groan. “Kaci?” he asked and May nodded. “That girl is as big an idiot as they come.”

May still giggled softly. “Oooooh.” She yawned and blinked. “I’m sleepy.”

“Oy!” Drew grabbed hold of her shoulders to keep her from pouring in at the spot. “Stay vertical,” he said, “or things might get a bit nasty. Where’s your hotel?”

“Somewhere around,” May spoke with a thick tongue. “I thought.”

“There are more than ten hotels around here,” Drew sighed. “I guess you don’t have any keys with you?”

“Max has the keys,” May knew, “but I don’t know where he is.” She drifted about on her legs.

“I figured,” Drew said. “And you’re sure you have no idea where your friends are?”

May thought for a while. “No,” she then said. “I’m really… tired…” She yawned and sunk through her knees.

“Hey! May! HEY!”

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I hope you liked it Please let me know what you think!

[Genkiness]

that was a really awesome chapter!
o_O may got drunk? can she sue somebody? xD but it really was a nice touch to the story.
ooh! another fan club! they sound pretty hard core... scary, really. lol.
and hurray for drew's random pop ups in the story! lol.
can't wait for the next chapter!

[Jo-Jo]

This wasn't May's night, was it? At least now she knows the faces of the girls who'll probably be sending her death threats for the rest of her life. Her getting drunk was so cute. Poor Drew's going to have to carry her. ...heh.

The title of this fic still rox my sox. XD

[Garden.of.secrets]

Wow, this really is a great fic!
I'm addicted!

Squee, May gets drunk!


Haha, this May reminds me a lot of myself, except for the fact that she doesn't like pokemon. >_>;

Fwee!
Anyway, I love the story.
Keep up the awesome work!

[shadow_shipper]

like a lot of fics on this site, I've been reading it before I registered...

I have the strangest feeling that she's going to wake up in Drew's hotel room

More than the half of it consists of pure alcohol and sugar.

what's the other half ? xD
I MUST KNOW !!! lol


great story so far !

[CuteDrew667]

wow Juny I can't believe I haven't commented this yet. I remember before I got my CuteDrew667 account reading this and due to lack of account, i couldn't comment.

I loved that chapter the best! May getting drunk and what she said to drew was brilliant/ Boo! I was hoping Drew would take her back to his place. Could i be on the PM list please?

Can't wait for updates!

[flygonrulz]

I've just read this and it's great! I love the discription and the fact that it IS pokemon but ISN'T the traveling is good. Very nice idea! Loved this last chappie. Here's me and all the other contestshippers hoping Drew will take her back to his room. *jumps around*

[aipom_fan]

I really like this fic. It has tons of description. Yet it was wierd when May gets drunk.

[Duelsoul]

Awesomeness, you finally updated ^-^ Oh May's going to have one hell of a hang-over in the morning and god knows where she's going to wake up X3 You certainly have a way with words, I was hanging off each of them, or maybe I was overly eager since you hadn't updated in so long. Anyways great work and I look forward to further chappie

[csisps_26]

Wow... nice fanfic. But no updates since 2006? Aww... please ... any updates? I like the way you put in the rose parts & May getting angry and all...

[csisps_26]

Good story! I liked the jacket part a lot. And May's blushing . Do update, yeah!

[Ayra]

Now this is good! Very few grammar and spelling problems. PM me when the next chapter is out.

~Ayra~

[MapleRoses]

There will be no more shipping. Someone, get a moderator to close this thing!

UH? spam?

But before she could make a proper decision, Drew had noticed her standing behind him and approached. “May?” He sounded surprised. “What are you doing here?”

“You’re calling me May?” May noticed she sounded at least as surprised as he did. “That’s a first.”

First, indeed!

May felt her face glow bright red and quickly turned away. “I don’t need your sympathy,” she said, cheeks colored fire-red.

“I’m not giving you my sympathy,” Drew pointed out, “I’m giving you my coat. Now be a good girl and shut up.” He ignored May’s glaring and turned to face Bill, who seemed to have something to say. He gave a small nod to let him know he was listening.

xD
He's a kind jerk, though

Drew grinned. “I’m afraid I’ll see you somewhere at the fair tonight,” he said. “Until then, see you.”

“Let’s just hope I’m not that unfortunate!” May shouted after him as the automatic doors to the hotel closed behind him. A deep sigh left her lips. His attitude was definitely still the same as ever, she concluded, though it felt like he slightly eased on her. She also felt she couldn’t really hate him anymore, maybe for that reason. Hmph! He still was a jerk.

*laughs*
Absolutely right, he'll always be your jerk.

“Two years at most,” May said sweetly. “I’m sure you remember. You threw up three times.”

Max turned away. “Shaddap,” he mumbled. “At least I got over it. You-“

WOW! he threw up three times?

“Well, yes,” May stammered, “why?”

“We’re the Drew Fan club,” the blonde girl said. “I’m Kaci, the president.” She spoke in a strange accent, though May couldn’t make out which one.

“Drew’s fan club?” May looked puzzled. “I always thought Ayumi was the president.”

Kaci pulled her hand through her hair. “Not that pathetic club,” she said.

Uh...
Does Drew really have so many clubs?

“What exactly are you doing?” May vaguely recognised Drew’s voice.

“Hi there!” she said, strangely slow.

Drew frowned and put her back on her feet. “What’s wrong with you?” he asked. “You’re acting strange, even for you.”

'the caring Drew' moments has come!

“You don’t have time for little girls like me,” May said earnestly. “You’ve got your own business to worry about, not including babysitting me.” She giggled dumbly and stared around.

“And who said that?” Drew asked, frowning.

May tried to remember. “A girl,” she said slowly. “With a really weird name. What was it again?” Her head hurt as she attempted to recall the name. “Something with Ka… I think…” She suddenly felt very tired.

KACI!

[rocketship]

OMG, I LOVE IT. is there gonna be more? if so please tell me when its gonna be out.

[Jaguar297]

Awesome fan fictions! I'm going to keep on reading them!

[MayfanxD]

Wow, so many new replies? The last time I read this fic there wasn't anything new at all. Anyhow, I really would like to read what is going to happen to poor May. Not only because she's drunk, but because of this creepy fanclub. Pretty please with honey, Juny

[Drew'sBaby]

Aww! I was super psyched for the next part then it just stops! lol. Your an amazing writer, great job! I can't belive poor Drew has to come to the rescue! Like in many other fanfics May gets drunk, lol. You portrayed all the characters very well and made the drunk scene original. I havn't seen that in awhile anywhere! Great job again! Finish soon!

p.s could you add me to the pm list? plz?

[Lexiebee88]

OMG!!!! just woooooowwwwww!!!! REVIEWS!!!!

i like the idea of the festival, very nicely done!! may gets drunk??? wowwww id be so scared if one of my friends got drunk. every1 is IC and the only thing i dont like is that ummmm rnt u going to finish??? seriously?? pleeeeeezzzz finish sometime soon!!! i dont think i can handle it!!!