“Hey Misty, catch!” Iris yelled as she threw a giant beach ball at Cerulean’s gym leader.
Smiling, Misty lazily opened one eye and caught the ball when it was inches from her face. “Nice try Iris, but you’ll have to do better than that.” Iris huffed in annoyance and planted her hands on her hips.
“I meant for you to catch it,” Iris said, while pulling an apple out of her hair.
Misty moved the ball out of view to see Iris standing at the end of her chair. The dragon trainer wore a yellow one piece with straps going around her neck.
“Isn’t it a little odd for the birthday girl to be giving things out?” Misty smiled as Iris threw her hands u