Misty gives in

Try as the gym leader might to resist, something about the words spoke to her. For all the claims that she was just a tomboy that wasn't interested in feminine stuff, something about being a housewife called out to her right now.

"That's right. This is what I wanted." Misty told herself, the thought of ever going back to her old clothes fading from her mind. She had been such a silly goose in that regard. Hopefully, her sisters wouldn't get word of this. Though, they could also use their own spouses as well.

"You like girls." the screen announced and Misty nodded. That made perfect sense. Of course she was the sort who was into girls. Why would anyone want to marry a boy.

"I like girls." Misty thoughts, images of girls dressed just like her flooding the screen. Her thoughts turned to that of anyone who might be a perfect fix here...