Delia and her mother-in-law were cleaning the porch and sweeping the floor when they noticed Mrs. Krengly walking in through the gate with her youngest son Timmy beside her.

"Isn't that Sarah?"

"Yes, that's her. I wonder what she wants." Delia put down the squeegee, shoved away the buckets full of water and soap and dried off her hands with her apron. She stood straight when Sarah made it to the porch.

"Hey Sarah! How are you?"

"I am okay." Sarah looked down at her son Timmy. He looked really upset. "Timmy came to apologize."

"Apologize? What for?" Delia ruffled the boy's hair. "He's a nice boy and he doesn't play outside a lot."

"Come on, Timmy, tell Aunt Delia."

"Timmy! Come on. It's impolite. Give them back."

Timmy handed Delia a bag. "I'm sorry for stealing Ash's and his girlfriend's clothes, ma'am!"

Delia and George's mom instantly exchanged a look.

"I went back to the beach but they weren't there..." Timmy pouted. "I'm sorry, ma'am. I won't do it again."

"W-what girlfriend?"

Sarah blinked. Timmy grinned from ear to ear. "It's a reaaaaaally pretty girl! I saw them swimming! I was peeking from the cliff-"

Sarah gasped. "You went to the cliff?"

"No! I was just peeking!" Timmy whined. "I wanted to see how the girl looked like!"

"Oh, God! Those children! See, Delia? See? Look what's inside their heads! They already think about girls!"

Timmy stomped his foot on the ground. "But she was skinny and she had orange straight hair! Orange!"

Delia bent down and placed her hand on the boy's shoulders. "What else?"

"Oh, please, she's starting again." Ash's grandmother just kept cleaning.

"When she took off her clothes she had reaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaally big boobies!"

"TIMMY!" Sarah gasped and placed her hands over her face. She pulled her son behind her and told Delia, "I'm so sorry, Delia! He doesn't mean it in that way!"

Delia barely cared. All she did want is to know who this girl was. Ash was hiding something. She knew it. He went out way too much, and yesterday, he was back too happy than usual.

"It's fine, he's just a kid."

"You're lucky you have one son!" Sarah sighed and pushed her son forward. "Sorry for interrupting your chores. I'll see you around, Delia."

"Bye..."

As soon as Sarah left, Delia rushed toward George's mother. She almost slipped on the wet floor. "What are we going to do?"

"Nothing, of course. If he's met a girl, isn't that good?"

"I don't remember seeing any girl with orange hair in this town, Felicia."

"What do you mean?"

Delia gasped. "Could she be an outsider?" She looked down and started taking the clothes out of the bag.

"I don't think you're allowed to do that."

"Yes, I am. Ash is my son." Delia sat at the porch table and dumped the clothes on the table. She then started to pick up the girl's clothes.

Grandma was a little curious so she came to look as well.

"I'm sure her dad hasn't seen her leave her house yesterday." Delia blinked at the mini shorts. The tank top was elastic so it probably fit tight. "This is completely unacceptable!"

Ash's grandma put her hand over her cheek. "Oh God, where was your son yesterday, Delia?"

"They went to the cliff but... this!" Delia sighed. "I don't know. No one wears this in here. I've never seen a girl in my whole life wear this bit of clothes!"

Grandma picked up the shirt. "If you can call these clothes."

"What if it's a high school girl?" Delia gasped.

"I doubt that. Ash isn't the one to get in trouble."

"Sometimes I wonder if it's the total opposite!" Delia got up and started stuffing the clothes back inside the bag. "And what kind of girls would go with two men and jump off a cliff? This is suspicious! He was with Gary! Women don't go to the cliff!"

"You heard what Sarah's son said. A skinny girl with orange hair."

"And big breasts. Does it ring a bell?"

Grandma chuckled and patted Delia back. She started cleaning again. "Like father like son."

"And people think you're old and innocent." Delia made a face. "Say, should we ask Ash about this after he gets home?"

Grandma shook her head slowly. "Let's not interrupt the episode and just watch and see what happens next."

"Why should we wait for this Misty girl?"

"Sheesh, Gary, you're becoming annoying." Ash and Gary were standing on the cliff; once again, except that this time, they were wearing swimming trunks and they have kept their clothes in the cocktail bar. "She said she's bringing a surprise."

"A surprise?"

"She said so."

"Ash, I'm jumping."

"Hey."

Ash and Gary turned around when they heard Misty's voice.

"I said I'll bring a surprise and I kept the promise." Misty placed her hand on Leaf's shoulder. Misty was wearing a marine blue bikini bra and a black string, and Leaf's bikini was floral white with a strapless top.

Ash and Gary looked lost for a moment.

"Hello?" Misty laughed and waved her hands in front of their faces.

Gary pointed at his fiancée. "Where was this?"

"In my closet." Leaf walked forward and shoved the boys out of her way. She peeked down at the water. "I'm jumping first. I've never done this before."

"How did this even happen?" Gary looked puzzled. He glanced at Misty. "What did you do to her?"

"Nothing. This is your Leaf. She's always been like this." Misty thought Leaf wanted to wax for the sex; turned out she was trying to look hot in a bikini.

Leaf said she was dying to wear the bikini her aunt has bought her from Saffron city, and she's never been to the beach before and wore it because it wasn't 'allowed'. With Misty around, she took the challenge, and plus, it was just Ash, her childhood friend, and Gary, her fiancé. No one was going to see anything.

"Okay, this is weird." Leaf stood up straight and rubbed her upper arms. "Cliff diving looks dangerous. How do you do this, Gary?"

"Hey Leaf." Gary was enjoying the sight of Leaf in a bikini. 

"What?"

"This!"

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

SPLASH!

Ash and Misty rushed over to look down at the couple who have quickly swum to the surface. Leaf was shouting something at Gary they couldn't hear but he was just laughing. She was trying to get away so they presumed he was touching her under the water.

"That was fast."

"Did I sound like that too?"

"Even worse."

Misty stood up. "I'm not screaming this time, I promise."

"Promise?" Ash smiled and wrapped a hand around her waist, pulling the redhead close. 

"I always keep my promises." Misty blushed slightly at the body contact. She ran her fingers over Ash's soft belly (she poked it too), his arm, his chest, his side. She liked how small she was compared to him. It made her feel safe and feminine.

"Feet-first or head-first?"

"Feet."

"Dangerous."

"It's not fun if it's not dangerous."

"Nice nail polish, by the way." Ash smiled a last one before he and Misty stepped forward at the same time, their bodies united as they fell vertically in a fraction of second and dived into the water, barely making a splash.

—a fraction of second that was enough for Misty's lips and Ash's to touch.