Today was day one. The day I finally get to stretch my paws and get a trainer. Being the adorable Pikachu that I was I decided I could catch more flies with hunny. In other words I did not stay in my pokeball to show off my adorable cuteness. There I sat as fluffy as ever as a boy walked in.
"Ok gramps lets get this over" the kid named Gary said. It took him about two seconds to walk past me. It's ok I didn't want a meany like you anyways. I was going to get the sweetest kid ever.
But then kids started walking in and forgetting I was there. First bulbasaur, then squirtle, and later even charmander. Trainers to be came and pokemon left. But me? I stayed because no one likes Pikachus.
The man who stays at the lab looked at me with sad eyes. "No this year my little electric friend."
"Pika" I tried to say while holding back tears. This was it... I was done... I couldn't stand it anymore. I didn't have the skills to be wild and obviously no one loved me. I would rather die.
"I've come for my first pokemon!" a voice shouted.
The mummering continued for a while until someone picked up my pokeball.
"I'm afraid all we have left is this one, Ash."
My cage was opened and I leaped out in freedom. This was the first glans I got of my trainer.
He was a short boy in his pj's of all things. But his expression is what captured my heart. He was strong. I don't think he knew it then but I could sense that he was different then every ten year old that came that morning. He wasn't perfect but at least he was mine.
Of course I played hard to get for a while and yeah it didn't take Ash two hours to mess everything up and almost get me killed. But I loved that kid be cause he chose me... even if it was by default.
~Pikachu
Hay I'm your writer here. I just started watching Pokemon (yes I'm 16 and yes I apperntly had no childhood). Anyways as I watch the show I will be posting a small diary entry of Pikachu's pov of the episode. This of course was the first of many. Enjoy.