"Pikachu? Do you wanna be my friend?" I asked. Pikachu glanced at me.
"I'll leave you two alone," said Raichu as he ran off.
"Pikachu, do you not like me?" I asked. I was so cute. He couldn't possibly hate me. Could he? Suddenly, Pikachu ran off.
"Pikachu…!" I looked after him. Then, I put my head down. Pikachu did hate me. And I was crushed. My first and only crush had rejected me. No-one could ever replace Pikachu.
I was crying so much that I didn't notice two robot legs stamp down behind me until a hand picked me up and put me in a cage.
"Ha-ha!" laughed Meowth evilly, "Dat Shinx is goin' to be good use to da boss!"
I tried to thundershock my way out, but my sadness had made me weak.
"Pikachu…" I muttered sadly before passing out.