A small tapping sound could be heard as the little yellow Pikachu ran out of the shop carring a bottle of ketchup in it's mouth. The store keepers were yelling, furious that the little pokemon escaped. Zane, the cute little Pikachu with a tuff of hair over his left eye ran into the forest in which he lived. The Viridian Forest was perfect size for this hyper little guy and he made his nest deep in a tree hollow. He was still young, but his parents had been killed by a flock of wild Fearow when he was just a baby. He had many friends to play with and was known throughout the forest as the troublemaker. His best friend Rage, another Pikachu, was often by his side. But Zane hadn't seen Rage today. He brought the ketchup bottle to the door of his friend's tree and scratched on it lightly. An older female Pikachu answered.
"Hello Zane," she had a beautiful voice. "Rage doesn't want to play today. He's had a bit of a bad day."
"A bit! Mom look at me!" A small Raichu wandered over to the door. Zane dropped the ketchup bottle and gasped.
"Rage? What happened to you!" He ran over to his side. Rage lifted up his paw and scratched Zane across his right eye. Zane fell backwards and stared at the angry Raichu shocked.
"Stay away from me Zane!" His mother gasped.
"Rage! Go to your room!" Rage glared at his mom.
"I don't wanna be friends anymore!" he yelled as he ran off. Tears ran down Zane's cheeks as he ran out of the tree hollow and into his own, leaving the ketchup behind and didn't talk to anyone for weeks.