P is for Pokemon

by PooglesBiggestFan

A set of short stories, each told from the perspective of a different Pokemon with a different life style. I write one every month, so I'll try to update this often. However, as they're only half a page to a page written, don't expect anything great.

14. Pichu pet

P is for Pichu.

P is for pet.

2-9-08

Yeah, so what? You know you want to give me that stupid old lecture too, how Pokémon are useful for battling. Well, I'll let you in on a little secret, I'm a baby Pokémon! Babies aren't fighters. So, at least until I evolve, I'm perfectly happy living here.

My owner is only 7, she's way too young to be a Pokémon trainer. I figure that by the time I evolve, she'll be old enough to start her Pokémon journey. For now though, I'm perfectly happy simply riding around on her shoulder. I help her when she goes out to the grocery store (I add things to the cart that she 'forgot' to put on list), I support her during her little league baseball games (I'm the best cheerleader Pokémon in town), I'm her map when she's out on a bike ride (and we don't get lost that often), I protect her from bullies (my shock might not be much on other Pokémon, but it sure does a number on humans!), I help her with the dishes (I'm the perfect size for a dryer) and I'm her plushie at night (I'm extra cuddly).

The two of us have been training recently so that I'll be at a high enough level to fight when I evolve. Of course, our training is limited to rocks, logs, sticks, leaves and the occasional other baby Pokémon pet from another kid in town.

I'm afraid though, most of the time she and I spend the whole day playing. But, that's what kids (and baby Pokémon) are meant to do!