Chapter 2. Don't forget to love yourself.
Normal Tuesday routine for the little yellow slut type. Wake up. Check. Look at the time on his poke smart phone. Check. Have a quick peek at some disgusting poke porn until his penis becomes so charged with electricity that it lights up the bedroom. Check. Spunk on the floor. Check. He always finds twenty minutes in the morning for loving himself. Spending the other 23 hours and 40 in pursuit of happiness. Happiness in this case is a hole, not necessarily a wet hole, just something to screw.
Normal routine for Ash. Get woken by Pikachu's white splat land on his face. You see, Ash slept on the floor, he was the lower rank in this relationship. Pikachu has treated him like crap since day one. On that day, Pikachu knew how to get chosen, knew how to find himself someone who would become his bitch. He didn't zap Ash deliberately on that day, nor did he light up Misty's innards with his electric dick. No, he looked and acted like the Pokémon he looks like on the outside. Manipulation at its finest.
So I guess next it must be asked why Pikachu is like is this… No it mustn't. He wasn't abused, he didn't copy the behaviours from anyone. He just likes doing rude things with his yellow willy, and doesn't care too much for anyone. Well, that's not entirely true. While it's true he has three children he cares little for, and he has many sexual relationships with men and women, there is someone for whom he cares. Someone that makes him have a strange electrical buzz inside him. This buzz is heart. Yes, he has one just. Who is this person that can get a spark in an almost dormant chest? That's for later, dear reader.
Back to the morning routine…Pikachu washes his gammy bellend and squeezes out the last bit of unborn half-baby from his yellow fella in a nice warm shower. Ash on the other hand is given rags by Pikachu that he must clean his stained face with. They both time it so they meet in the kitchen. At this moment Ash always exerts a little authority, and tells Pikachu which Gym they will be going to, or what time they will meet Misty and the other guy. Pikachu needs Ash for this, Pokémon can't organise.
They finish up and leave to meet with the gang. Pikachu already has a stiffy thinking about Misty's snatch, which he knows about first hand, and imagining Brock's black beast, which he has smelt but never seen or touched. One day.