I glared at my moronic trainer, unable to believe that I battled for a kid this stupid. But the bigger question to answer was how we kept winning the battles that we fought. Maybe, I should contemplate this later but for now I, Pikachu knew my duty.
"Hey Pikachu, buddy you out there? I'm locked in here." Yes Ash had some how locked himself in a out house. I'm not quite sure how he did this, but I'm pretty sure he did something to screw up the lever that locks the door. So thus Ash is now stuck in the H.E. double hockey stick hole called an out house. And here come the part were Ash yells out the plan.
"I left my belt on the table. Release Charizard from his Pokeball. Then tell him to rip off the door"
"Pika pi! pika pi pi chuuuuuuuu pika! Chu chu pika chuuuuuu pi chu pi pika?" translated that means "bad idea! Charizard wont listen to you. If he decides to do flame thrower then you can kiss your gluts goodbye... How will you sit down?"
When Ash didn't respond I knew he didn't understand and thought I said consider it done or something along those lines. So I meditated on the Pokemon arsenal I had access to. Lets see all Ash's Pokemon except Charizard were playing with Misty, Brock, and their Pokemon at the lake, which is about two miles down. Not good. After trying several things to get Ash out and two hours of Ash yelling get Charizard I was running out of ideas. The more time that went by the more frustrated I got. Frustration equals really cranky Pikachu.
After about two hours Ash yelled "get Charizard!"
"Pika! Chu chu pika!" translated "fine! I'll get your ----censored----- Charizard!" and with that I opened Charizard's Pokeball and told it to rip off the door of the out house.
Of course it didn't do anything for a while so I resorted to begging. Charizard glared at me then got an evil smile. Well after that I knew what was coming and I knew that there was no talking Charizard out of it.
"Piiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiikaaaaaa! Chu chu chu pipipichu ka pika" translated "You're on your own Ash; everyone for himself!"
Thankfully Charizard waited until I was at a safe watching distance before touching the outhouse. At first the flames merely melted the plastic but then it hit the tank full of crap and, woosh, it looked like some one dropped a bomb. Poor, stupid Ash was in the middle of that.
..Much Later
Misty looked lovingly down at me in Ash's hospital room. She pet me behind my ears for a while then said,
"It's okay Pikachu they're mostly 2nd degree burns; he should be fine soon." She paused for a quick second and then carried on. "Unfortunately, he will be in a lot of pain when he sits because the burns on his butt are 3rd degree." I sighed. Didn't I tell him that he could kiss his gluts goodbye? If he would have just listened to me. Oh well.