“No, I already have a trainer.”Ī blink, and those wide eyes scrunch in the sort of attempted sympathy of someone who really doesn’t understand what the problem is but is trying to be kind. It takes a second, with how bleary his thoughts are, to register what she’s saying. Pikachu blinks at the sewaddle, who blinks innocently back at him. “A human town? About four days travel from here. He keeps off the road, for the most part- no need to make himself an easy target- and keeps an ear out for the sounds of an engine. One foot after another, c’mon, you’ve got this. If Ash were here, he wouldn’t be in this situation in the first place. If Ash were here, he’d be curled up on his shoulder and they could keep each other entertained, debating tactics and talking about battles they’ve seen, strategies they hope to use, reminiscing on old friends and old adventures. He must have been making his way along for hours now, and his paws hurt. Pikachu is exhausted and hungry, and not at all in his best shape. His oblivious captors snore on obliviously.įind the road, follow the trail, and find a Nurse Joy, or an Officer Jenny. I’m coming Ash, he thinks, and stumbles out. However, he eventually manages to slide his tail between the gaps.Ī simple iron tail, a big wrench using some leverage, and the ball opens. They’re finicky, especially when trying to open them from the inside, and by the end of it his claws are sore and bruised. But Pikachu actually isn’t an idiot, thank you very much, and starts working at the clasps. Team Rocket falls asleep, content that Pikachu will stay trapped. Looks like he’s taking the long way home. It’s a far cry from the summer sun some hours ago: they must have gotten further out than Pikachu had thought upon first waking up. The stars in the night sky are poking their way out of their hidey holes, bright and winking. Or, he i s coming, he’s just taking his sweet time with it. The engine of the stolen van beneath their feet begins to thrum. Jessie and James and Meowth keep hollering. Cuts and bruises are making themselves known from his previous battle- which he had won, thank you very much- and making his stay just that much more unpleasant. It presses in too close, like a pokeball, like a vice. Pikachu contemplates the sweet sounds their yelling might sound like when they blast off into the ozone layer. Meowth cringes and backs up quick, and maybe something in Pikachu’s eyes gives way his intent because Jesse and James go back to celebrating, too. I’m going to fry you when I get out of here. His vision is a little blurry but he makes his point pretty clear. Pikachu glares back at them, unimpressed. “No getting away this time, busta! You're goin' straight to da boss!" Meowth grins, Jessie and James’ faces squished next to his whiskers. “We caught Pikachu!~~ We caught Pikachu!~~ We caught Pikachu!~~” That said, he’s about three seconds away from blasting them out into outer space because they will Not. Weird, because sometimes they really pull through when you least expect them to, swooping in to help when things get out of hand with Ash’s more… grander antics. It must be incredibly down heartening to spend your days constantly failing in your goals, even if said goals are not all that good or kind. Weird, because he sort of pities them, sometimes. Weird, because when you know someone for long enough, it’s rather hard to completely hate them. Pikachu has a weird place in his heart reserved just for the Team Rocket trio. Stats: Published: Words: 4947 Chapters: 1/1 Comments: 61 Kudos: 535 Bookmarks: 134 Hits: 2636 'holds up all powerful rat and a ten year old child'.rightfully so because Ash fights gods as a past time.honestly though all my pokemon fics are just ash and pikachu being best buds.Satoshi | Ash Ketchum & Satoshi no Pikachu | Ash Ketchum's Pikachu.Pocket Monsters | Pokemon - All Media Types.
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