Why do I always feel like returning to this place? I'll just get disappointed. But, here it is, what hopefully will be my comeback.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Pokemon. The plot of this three-shot is loosely based on an event from Final Fantasy 9, so I sort of borrowed the concept for this fiction. Otherwise, it's all good.
Comedy of Errors, Volume I
The Sinnoh Grand Festival, held in Canalave City, is coming to a close. Being an elegant Contest of sorts, the festival committee plans to end things with style. A special guest of honor will be arriving shortly, the winner of the Violet City Grand Festival in Johto.
Dawn, friend of Ash Ketchum and a competitor in said event, placed 16th, which is not bad considering it was her first GF. She, Ash and Brock are excited about the closing ceremonies, especially since they found out from Nurse Joy that the guest of honor was none other than their old friend May!
In Dawn's locker (or dressing, whichever is fine) room, the group of three(four if you count Buneary) are waiting. Ash and Brock are in their usual clothes, while Dawn is wearing the pink ribboned dress she always wore. Her last match in the Grand Festival, against a friendly rival Zoey, saw her wearing the same dress, which led Dawn to believe that it was her good luck charm.
Two knocks were heard from the door, and May stepped inside. Her friends gawked at her in surprise. May was wearing a beautiful, sparkling sapphire sleeveless gown that nearly touches the floor. Its accessories include silk-white gloves that reach up to her elbows, and an aqua ribbon decoration at the front area. She also wore a headband of the same color, slicking back her usual hairstyle.
"Well, what do you guys think?" May asked her friends, as she twirled in place to show them the front and back of her dress. "It's the officials' idea to have me wear this, so who am I to object?"
Brock and Dawn applauded in approval. "It looks great on you May," the latter complimented. "Right, Ash? Ash?"
Dawn whirled around, and then rolled her eyes when she saw what happened. Ash was now like a stone statue, rooted to the spot. The expression on his face was openmouthed, drawn to May's beauty, or that was at least what the other three present thought. In a comical fashion, Brock picked up a "statuesque" Ash in his shoulders, saying, "Well, I guess I'll have to talk some sense to him. See you girls later at the celebration."
As soon as Brock left with Ash in tow, May sighed, slumping to a seat next to Dawn. She then had both elbows on the adjacent table, and leaned her head on them in exasperation. "May, don't sit down like that, or you'll ruin your dress..."
"Well, it doesn't matter anyway," May said, staring out the door where Brock and Ash left. "I only dressed up like this to impress him. But, it didn't work..."
"What did you expect?" Dawn asked, taking a seat next to May. "I think Ash hasn't been the sharpest tool in the shed when it comes to attraction, and you know that..."
May sighed deeply. "True..." In order to get out of her depression, May asked Dawn, "You ever had any problems with something like this?"
Dawn tensed for a second; in fact, her face looked like she was frozen in shock, much like Ash was earlier. Before Dawn can answer May's question, however, a Contest Official appeared from the door, calling May by name. "Miss Maple, the Judges would want to talk to you about the ceremony. Please come with me."
May sighed and stood back up, and followed the Official out. "Well, duty calls. See you at the ceremony, Dawn."
As soon as May was gone, it was Dawn's turn to mope. "Whaddya know?" she asked herself with a sigh. "I am in a situation like May's... Unless," she added, after an idea lit up in her head, "unleass I do something about it..."
Buneary intently watched as her trainer spent the next ten minutes (and writing paper) writing a note, addressed to her crush. Dawn put it in an envelope after finishing, and, as a finishing touch, she put a heart seal (incidentally the same one she uses for Buneary). she forgot the detail of the sender/receiver notice on the actual letter, so instead she put it in the envelope.
"I'm pretty sure that you he's in town somewhere. Reggie once told me that they have a relative who was also a breeder somewhere here in the city. I don't know how, but will you please, PLEASE take this to him?" Dawn pleaded. "You can ask the others to help if you want."
Buneary saluted Dawn, indicating that she will fullfill the mission, and hopped out of the locker room. Dawn returned to a slump after her Pokemon left. "I wonder what's better: being a complete cold-heart, or being dense like you-know-who?"
"Ha-CHOOO!" The draft was enough to bring Ash out of paralysis. Unfortunately, Brock, sensing the sneeze, dropped Ash SMACK! to the floor. The impact, of course, have snapped him back to his senses. "Ow... Hey that hurts!"
"Eechh," Brock said, wiping the hand that he used to hold Ash. "When you want to sneeze, will you please warn me first?"
"Wha-" Ash started, openmouthed. He stood up from the lobby's carpeted floor, and brushed the dust off himself. "What are you talking about? And why were you carrying me in the first place anyway?"
"You were paralyzed in place, Ash. What do you think I'm supposed to do, leaving you alone like that?" Brock gave Ash a playful slap in the back of the head and then on the back. "It's not like it was the first time you saw her in a beautiful dress. Or, wait, is it because you did see her in a very beautiful dress?" Brock pretended to wipe a tear in his eye, but he barely managed to conceal a grin. "As your companion for so long, I have to say that I'm beginning to be proud of you..."
While the two were talking, they stepped out of the Grand Festival hall and into the street to stretch themselves. The Festival's closing ceremony will take place a little before an hour later, so they have plenty of time. They walked straight to the park where they left their Pokemon earlier to relax (Team Rocket turns out to be on a break as well, so no trouble spurned during the alloted time).
-Sorry if I didn't reveal the contents of the love letter. It's for two reasons: 1) due to not having seen Dawn's character personally (I still blame CN Phillipines' late broadcasting for this); and 2) I phail at love letters myself.
-The titular event of the fic, the comedy of errors, will only occur in the next chapter.