Title: A Pikachu Called Green

Genre: Adventure/Friendship

Rated: T(?)

Summary: When Green looked nothing like himself…

Character: Green/Blue (I don't care) & Red

Disclaimer: As everyone has known, it never belongs to me

I'm trying yet another new game from my Fire Red (which have transparent tape all over it now…) and I have a male Ivysaur around level 21 and a female pikachu (again) around level 20 and a useless Magikarp standing in level 17 (that is after knocking him cold several times). It miraculously holds on. For how long, only God knows…

6th Poke: Thoughts, Tickets, and Creeps on Ship

As Green, I'd never left a day without my daily portion of thinking. Yeah, I've said that Pikachu is not a brainiac or nerds and they do tend to do stupidly cute things that probably what has caused me to do it as well in front of Red. But as human, you sure do need to contemplate once at a time, right? That's to keep your thoughts in order and what has earned me the calm thingie on my name. Blue told me I think too much and will never ever try to take risk. I take risk and thinking is what has kept my sanity caged in. So Blue is wrong. Red said that he finds me…cool cause he can't 'think' too much or his head might goes 'off'. That's just him, being stupid like he always does.

"Green?" I jerked up, blinking dumbly at Red who was staring at me with twisted eyebrows and puzzled expression all over his pale face. "Pi-ka…" tilting my head to the side, I answered him innocently. No, he hasn't just caught me lost in thought. Convincing Red with another cry that I'm still alert and definitely not sleeping like his face accused me of, I fidgeted under his gaze. We're on our way toward the so-called Nugget Bridge or whatever Misty told us as we left her house.

"Oh, and Red, here you go!" a pokeball was thrown in which Red barely caught as it slipped past his gloved hands. I have to make a leap to catch it and landed roughly to the ground. Groaning, I heard a laugh coming from Misty (as far as I know, Red never giggles with high-pitched voice…). It is irritating and it took every inch of my will not to jump and bite her. Sourly, I bounced toward Red, back to his waiting shoulder and gave him the freaking pokeball. He received it, eyes widened, "What is…this?" he asked as stupidly as he can be. I felt the urge to do a quick face palm, but fiddled with my pendants instead. "He seems to want to go with you, I can't say no…"Misty pursed her lips, a tone of sadness pressing through her cheeriness. It must be an important pokemon to her. Why would she give it to Red? After a few minutes of pause, Red shook his head, "I…can't accept this" he shoved it back to Misty as the gym leader reflexively received it. "He'll be happier with you, I know that!" she pushed it back to Red. "I can't accept it freely and you've already done us a favor by letting us rest in your house and that's enough…" Red pushed the pokeball to Misty again. Looking from my perspective, it's like two kids shoving toys they don't like back and forth between them to make sure that the other kid is the one who gets it.

"…But…Argh! Okay, we'll make an exchange!" Misty clenched the pokeball inside her balled fist, "…let's just trade! Any water-type will suffice!" she placed the pokeball to Red's palm, making sure that his fingers curled around it firmly. Another hand was held in front of Red, expecting the trade for it. Red gave a sad look as his hand rummaging the inside of his pocket and fished out a pokeball. "Ummm…would you mind a magikarp?" Red tipped it carefully to Misty's open hand. Misty darkened a little, but received the pokeball with a forced smile on her face, "A Gyarados is not too bad…"

That was the last conversation that we made with her. The pokeball that she's given rested peacefully inside Red's pocket. We haven't seen what pokemon is waiting inside and Red does not want to rush things. The Nugget Bridge is just ahead and I've already seen several eager trainers ready to greet us with call for battles. In which I couldn't find more disturbing. Now that you mention about eager…Red is weirdly eager today. He's eager for battle. For what reason? To grow stronger? Or is it just a simple amusement for him to do it? Trainers in Nugget bridge were all a pushover, except, maybe for the invincible Sandshrew the last kid owned (in this case, invincible for me, but weak for Vyi). All of that aside, the last person does not bother us with battle and that's good. He gave us a round, precious looking gold-materialized stone. That must be worth bucks. "You're pretty strong…" the man said, his eyes darting between me and Red, "…why don't you do yourself a nice deal and join us?" I snorted at this. Pfft…you're asking a stupid, twelve year old boy to your organization? What sort of a desperate person are you? "Come on, kid, you'll make a great Rocket leader!" so you're in that pitiful excuse of grownups bundled in a team? "…the pay is not too bad, and we're going to dominate the world!" dominate the world? Are you high? I don't think boozes are legal around here. Alcohols sucks anyway…don't ever touch any… "Sorry, I don't want to…" was Red polite answer. If I were him, I would definitely blow a gasket and kick this guy butt.

"Kid, I'm telling you to join then you have to!" he grabbed Red's hand and yanked him. I hung helplessly to Red's vest, crying in surprise. Red tried to yank his hand back and shook off the grab, but the man doesn't let it. From the corner of my eyes, I saw something gleaming from the man's rear. What the hell is that? I squinted for a better view. Something…glinting, under the light of the sun. Is that a…A knife? What is this man trying to do with a fricking knife? Cutting grasses? He's not…trying to- "Pika!" swinging from Red, I bolted at the man, kicking the (evil) man's middle with the biggest strength my small legs could suffice. He was surprised by the attack and the impact pushed him back. It did release Red from him and at the same time, granted the man an opening for him to grab my leg. I was hanging upside down, screaming wildly at the man while he cursed several words I don't think kids would like to hear.

"Hey!" Red shouted, anger replacing his usual flat tone, "…let him go!" he lurched for the man, dropping the three of us on the ground. I was sandwiched between them, red faced due to blood surge. Breathing fresh oxygen is one of my issues right now. The man groaned, pulling his hand from his rear and showed us a…another nugget. "What's with you guys! I only want to offer you this if you want to join!" he yelled. Red shyly pulled away from the man, apologizing while trying to fend me off the man. About time, Red…I'm almost out of breath. A slight tinge of blush appeared on both of my already reddened cheeks when I saw the nugget in the man's clutch. So it's not a knife?

Oh, the result of acts you do without thinking

But in the end he did challenge us into battle. Red, being Red, forgets about it real quick and just finished him off. The man was sent into another fit of cursing. Heh, you've picked the wrong guy to fight with…nah, picked the wrong pikachu to fight with. Examining both me and Vyi's aftermath result, Red headed over back to Cerulean and said that we have to be healed completely. So, for now, we left the man with his potty mouth alone.

Red was right about healing. The next route holds battalion of trainers ready to jump in to combat. I could almost see a rabid look in each of their faces when Red came with both me and Vyi trailing close behind him. They must be here for days, waiting for any trainers to come to their field. By the time we're out of it, I was panting and Vyi was wheezing, but he still as cheerful as he always does. Oh, and Vyi is no longer a kind-looking small bulbasaur. He's now a tougher built Ivysaur. Yaay for that… Though, he retains his old trait of calling me with "Little guy" (and as he's grown in size, it somehow rings true) and cowers in fear when faced with foes bigger than him. Red can't be more satisfied, judging by his never-fading grin he's put on.

We're walking toward a lone house lies in the end of the route. Bill's house. Rumor said, he's a real true blue pokemon maniac. Someone who will do anything to satisfy his admiration toward pokemon. It's somehow sounded scary and gross inside my head. What kind of person Bill is? I wished he does not like Pikachu, or even that he likes them, I won't end up being experimented on by him. Without knocking like his mother should've taught (it's called proper manner), Red went through the door, greeting whoever lives inside. There's no answer. Papers are scattered all across the floor, books placed carelessly on every corner you've never thought of before. A dubious looking machine lies on the back of his house, making strange grinding sound and bleeping. Is this house just got deserted by its owner because he's suddenly gained his sense that this is not normal? I leapt to the floor, standing beside Vyi who was trembling from his eagerness to explore and poke things here and there.

"Ah, you there!"

I almost jumped at that! Vyi noticed it as well and quickly relented to his eagerness and sniffed around for clues. Red gave his cap a nudge down and looked around. It's actually me that found our culprit. A rattata was hiding by the messy desk, looking up at me with starry eyes. Wait, what starry eyes? I flinched away, carefully so the rat pokemon won't suddenly jump and showered me with such eyes. A shadow loomed over both of us. I looked up, finding Red which is a relief. Running behind Red, I peered over to the rattata who suddenly grew more interested on talking with Red. "I'm a rattata! Wait, NO!" he slapped both his cheeks "…I'm a human! Bill! My name's Bill!" his whiskers trembled funnily. A talking Rattata. Well, that could be worse… like talking Ursaring. "You see, uh, I was experimenting with my teleporting machine and suddenly it went haywire and I became this…" the talk-able rattata continued on, motioning his feet in circle, "…can't ya help? Just go over to the machine and pushed the red button as soon as I enter the machine!" he bristled pass Red to the machine, an expectant look on his face as he leered at Red. Standing up, Red did as the rattata said, humming at the machine which lies ridiculously high for me. Bill (Rattata) went inside. Red pushed the button, earning us a strange 'beep' sound. The suspicious looking machine shook lightly, making clatters and curious sound. Vyi is weirdly silent through the whole ordeal. He's too…fascinated? Wait, is that a quiver I see?

He's scared…

The machine stopped after a while. Automatic door slid open and a young man walked out, scratching the back of his head. "Wow, thanks, can't think what'll happen if you haven't come!" he smiled bitterly, probably the image rushed inside his head and it was not…good. Red nodded as his casual reply. "Anyway, are you here to see my collection?" I cocked my head to the side. Collection? You're not the type who caught pokemon and put them inside a jar of acid to dry them for collection, right? "There's a plenty in my PC, see for yourself!" now, that perked my curiosity. I quickly climbed up Red's legs, hopping to the table surface. The PC's desktop showed us a pokemon's picture. A brown pokemon with lighter cream furs acted as its scarf is staring back at us. It almost resembles a fox with pointy ears and bushy tails. Each ear has darker area in the middle which the brown fur framed around. Eevee. It's a…rather cute pokemon… Red's hand moved over the mouse, clicking for another picture. This one looks like Eevee, but red-colored and has additional furs as its manes. I thought of asking whether it's connected with the previous picture but shut it for good reason. They don't understand what "Pika" means, do they? Red clicked another. This one shows a similar, but now, it's yellow and has no bushy tails. And instead of fluffy fur, it gained sharp-looking ones. It's frighteningly depicts needles. There's a last picture in which without any further ado, Red clicked as well. The last one has no fur. It has hides instead of furs and it colored in blue. Its manes resembles that of fish just like its tail. Yet, it still stands in all-four.

"Those are Eevee and its evolution," Bill suddenly was horribly close, "…amazing, eh? How Eevee has the ability to evolve into three completely different pokemon?" I swore sparkles came out from his eyes. He must love these like his own child. "Evolution?" repeated Red, thoughtfully mused it to himself, "…it evolved into three different pokemon?" he mumbled. I want one. I want it. You're a pokemon, green, you can't own another pokemon…That's true…at least, let me write it in my list (of things I should do after I changed back). "Thanks for showing us, these!" Red pushed himself up, hoisting me back to his shoulder and hollered for the stunned Vyi to come over, "…if you don't mind…we'll be going" he pulled his cap down so it stays perched on his head. A habit he has been starting since we started the journey. "Hey, take this as well!" out of nowhere, Bill handed out a small piece of paper, "…there's a ship in Vermillion, called S.S Anne. They're going to hold a party or some sort in there. I'm not much a fan of party, so you can go instead!" shadowed by the cap, I could see Red's eyes flashes in horror. Oh, yeah, Red was not a fan either. Being around too much person over his limit will cause him…I don't even want to finish that. "Th-thanks?" Red hesitated, carefully folding it and tucked it to his vest's pocket. "You're welcome! Enjoy it!" Bill waved his hand.

Enjoy it your ass…

I literally can feel Red's shaking from head to toe. Already? But, we're only arrived at this enormous floating-machine called ship for arceus's sake! There are people, of course. Who'll call it a party without the presence of lots of people and their pokemon? Though it's rapidly reaching Red's quota of human he can tolerate. He can't take anymore than twenty people in the same place as him. This ship able to hold a hundred guests and does so for the party. If he can't take it, why did he go here on the first place? It's not like Bill will stalk us to see if we do it like he said or not. Poor Red can't be a bad kid even just once.

"I can do this…I can do this…" he chanted to himself countless time, closing his eyes shut and crossed his fingers together like someone's praying. Yet, I knew he purely is scared for the hell of it. Almost robotical, Red trotted around, shifting uncomfortably under the gaze belongs to people that walked along the hall. It's not the happiest place to be, up, perched on the gloomiest person in the whole entire ship. Yeah, I understand that Red is afraid. It's only his reason that bemused me. We went throughout the ship, kitchen, upper deck, and all. Every single nook and cranny. Red relaxed a bit by the end of our small tour, but his eyes still locked onto everyone that he judged as suspicious in the area.

DING

My heads flicked upward, to the sound that seemed to come from above us. Ears twitched around to find the actual source of the sound, I quickly identified the speaker in the corner that suddenly grew quite. The air weirdly intensified, tightening my inside. All my instinct screamed from within to stay away from this place. Something bad will be occurred. But, where? Where the hell will it? My furs stood up, low growls started to come out from my throat. "Saur…" Vyi has gotten it as well. His eyes sharpened, muscles tensed. It's happening to the other trainer's pokemon too. They were all acting alarmed. The big and strong-looking ones growled, while the cuties cried sharply. The trainers simply stood by their side, confused and baffled. Red is the one who's not. The fear of people has dissipated from him somehow and he stared fixed at me and Vyi, slightly transfixed, yet he sees how serious this actually will turns out.

To the passengers of the S.S Anne, please, come out from your respectful cabins and stand on the corridor. Stay calm, this is not a training. I repeat, this is not a training. Avoids upper deck and grab your life vest that will be handed out by our crews. Stay calm and let kids and women receive it first.

There's a single reply. A woman's scream of horror. Thus it broke everyone's will to stay calm. Kids crying, adults hustling around, younger adults shouting. I pushed my ears against my cheeks hardly to at least, contained the terrible voice they are making. My head spun, it's so hard to stay concentrated on the actual problem that we're about to face with all this screaming. Vyi was helpless too. He grabbed onto Red, unwilling to let go while he's snarling in fear and rage. The pokemons in the ship know it. But seeing their trainer panicked has caused most of them to panic as well. A sandshrew curled beside its trainer, shaking wildly. A Clefairy and a Jigglypuff broke into tears while hugging to each other. A Growlithe barks, shooting unnecessary balls of flames to nothing in particular, incredibly they're not hitting any of the passengers nor other pokemons. Still, it's a chaos. Utter chaos. I've never seen something like this in my entire life before. Short life aside. Surprisingly enough, Red is calm, despite the whole trouble circled around him. He gently picked Vyi to his arms and narrowed his eyes to the stairs leading to upper deck. With a swiftness I never guessed he would have, he was on a mad dash, running straight toward the path we've been warned. Dodging everyone who has relapsed and was frozen in the spot or the one who's been running in full panic, Red pierced through the crowd and impossibly swiveled and turned to avoid crashing onto anyone. We reached the stairs, harmless. I was totally scared by it. Vyi was feeling it too, turning into a heap of useless trembling lump of buds and greens. My instinct screamed for the last time, it's started to form tears from the corner of my eyes. Heck, I'm crying. What's with me? Without panting or minutes to catch his breath, Red climbed up the stairs. It took every single of what left to be braveness inside me to bite down my fears and shake off my tears. It's not the time to be sniffing like little kids. I have pride. It will not allow me to shed tears.

The light flashed, blinding me for seconds. When the blur images became clear, I wished they hadn't. "What in the world-" Red's voice trailed off. Vyi has lost himself, buried deep into Red's chest, crying loudly. This time, I agree with you, Red…I really agree with you.

Stop! I honestly ran out of ideas! What happened to them?

What should happen to them? ARGH… I need something epic…gosh, it's hard…I'm sorry for them both *bows*. Believe me, Green started to sound softer inside my head while Red chirped talkatively.