I Can Has ROFL Nyao? Or, The ROTFLMAO of the Catgirl

[Black Aeronaut]

This.  Sweet spirits above and below, THIS.

"Hey, Misty!" Ash called as he left the trees by the river they'd set up near. "You know how you're terrified of bugs?"
WHANG!
Misty handed Brock back his dented frying pan. "What was that, Ash? I didn't hear you."
"Ugh… I was trying to help…" Ash rubbed his aching head.
"Well, I don't need your help! I have it under control!"
Brock spoke up. "Hey, look, a Beedrill."
Misty started, ran in a random direction, and fell in the stream. Ash sighed, and went to haul her out.
"Misty, you need help. Now, either I try my therapy Aura technique on you, or…"
Misty hmphed. "I'll take the other option."
"The
other option is that Squirtle gets you over it with sheer distilled
awesome. Possibly involving ripping open dimensions, rock music from
nowhere, and punches."
"…I'll take the Aura technique."
Squirtle put his sunglasses away sadly. "And I was so hoping I could deliver a Dimensional Therapy Punch, as well…"

From Chapter 11 of Ashes of the Past: http://www.fanfiction.net...793/11/Ashes_of_the_Past