Disclaimer: I own Pokémon, NOT!
Pikachu POV
Ash Ketchum, my Pikapi is my best friend and partner on his quest to become the greatest Pokémon trainer. He is not your typical trainer who catches different Pokémon and evolves them, no, he is different. Instead of this, he cares for his few Pokémon and makes them stronger by love. I should know because I am his first Pokémon he has ever had. Our journey together goes way back and I will never forget his heroic bravery of risking his own life for mine. Since then, he has done this many times in life and death situations.
Since then, I loved him with all my heart and still do, more than ever. The way he holds me, the way he cradles me, the way he strokes my fur makes me feel safe, warm, and full of love. When I feel sad, Pikapi always knows and comforts me with hugs and kisses. He soothes me with a soft voice, always reminding me of how much he loves me.
Pikapi always protects me from any harm standing in our way. If he sees me running from danger, he thinks only of me and makes sure nothing takes me away from him. I know that he will always be on my side. I run in fear of the evil and jump in Pikapi's arms. He hides me, he makes sure I am not seen by the evil. His grip on me is tight, but comforting and soft like a blanket. He was the blanket to hide from the monster.
To make sure I was okay, he would whisper to me that everything was going to be okay and to stay hidden until it was safe. When confronting the evil, Pikapi was fearless. He was willing to do anything to protect me, even if it meant leaving me so I could live. He always made himself clear that nothing can stop him from protecting the ones he loves most.
When he fought off the evil, he would double check his surroundings to make sure the environment was safe for me. When it was safe, he would gently take me out of my hiding place and cradle me to shush me and wipe every tear away from my face. He tells me that no more harm will come to me as long as he is with me.
Pikapi always understands my feelings, but always wants to make me feel happy and safe. He tickles my feet to lighten up the mood. My paws and feet are all dirty after running through the forest, but Pikapi doesn't mind. He kisses them and tickles all around, which makes me giggle. Pikapi just loves it when I laugh. It makes him feel great like he has brought joy into the world. He then vows to make it up for me after my traumatic experience with the evil that wants to take me away from him.
Pikapi smiles and walks along the forest to the nearest town. He looks and gazes at the town markets and ponders of which one to go to. He then sees a delicious piece of lemon cake with Pikachu decorations. Pikapi knew that I was hungry and if I was, so was he. Our stomachs were very much the same as our belly's grumbled for food.
Pikapi knew that lemon cake was my favorite but he also knew something else, my obsession with ketchup. He then goes to the market and buys me a giant lemon cake and a huge bottle of ketchup. Pikapi always lets me get the first bite and the largest slice. He gives me the ketchup bottle and I squeeze it with all my might, getting every ounce of ketchup out. Everyone at the market looked at me strangely; I felt embarrassed. But Pikapi reassured me by dipping his slice in the ketchup puddle. I felt relieved that he would eat something unusual just for me. We ate until our tummies were content.
He then took me to a field outside of town and put me down. He then playfully roared like a monster and said he was coming after me. Pikapi always knew how to have fun. I then tagged along and ran away from him as he chased me through the tall grass. I then found a rock where I hid behind as Pikapi came running over. I had to move quickly without him noticing. When he wasn't looking, I lightly tiptoed to the opposite side of where Pikapi was standing. Pikapi looked all around but couldn't find me, he almost looked worried that I was gone. I was almost out of his sight when my feet stepped on a twig that snapped out loud. Pikapi heard this and knew exactly where I was. He then ran after me and tackled me to the ground.
I was shocked by this and was somewhat frightened. Some tears began to roll down my eyes as the shock spilled out my emotions. Pikapi soon realized that he had scared me and rushed over and picked me up gently. He shushed me from my quiet cries and apologized. I then nuzzled his cheek as a sign of forgiveness. Pikapi then put me down and told me that he would let me be the hero who now chased the monster. I loved how Pikapi would find a solution to every situation. I laughed and I gave him an evil smirk. Pikapi fake screamed and ran for his life. I was having so much fun I squealed with joy as I chased Pikapi. Although he tried, he could never outrun me. I charged
at him using my Quick Attack move and knocked him to the ground. I then saw him try to slide away but I stopped him when he bumped himself into a corner.
Pikapi knew I was having fun and wanted the game to go on for my enjoyment. He then pretended to beg for mercy as I stood before him. The smile on my face then turned evil as I slowly walked up to him. I let my feet drag in the mud so Pikapi would know that I'm coming for him. Pikapi heard this and looked intimidated with every squish my muddy feet made. I also made a few little evil giggle noises as I wanted to scare Pikapi back. Although he was probably just playing along, he made himself look upset and scream in fear. Because of this, I tried to make myself look scary by putting dirt and mud on my face to get rid of my cute yellow fur. Pikapi then saw me coming closer and made himself lay down for me to walk up on him. I gave a great evil laugh as I saw him do this. I then slowly walked on him, being as stealthy as possible. My Pikapi did not flinch nor try to get up, he knew what I wanted to do, so he surrendered to my cheeky game.
Pikapi acted frightened, but I could tell he liked what I was up to. I went on him and felt my feet on his soft red jacket which became brown as the mud dripped off. I then discovered Pikapi's face acting terrified. To intimidate him more, I lightly stepped on his face that made a tap sound as I smudged the mud on his cheeks. Pikapi liked the little sounds I made from my quiet pika sounds, to my pattering feet. Pikapi was at first confused about what I was up to, but then he realized what that was for. My cheeks then began to spark volts of electricity and I jumped into the air. I let out a big yell, saying my name and releasing a little thunderbolt that made Pikapi twitch and laugh. I didn't make my Thunderbolt attack to big, I didn't want my Pikapi to get hurt. All it did was give him a little zap which he was used to.
Pikapi laughed and he gave me a giant hug. Pikapi loved that I had fun and actually liked my thunderbolt. We hugged, Pikapi commenting on how cheeky and sly I am, but still so adorable. He was right. When we stopped and took a look at ourselves, we were nearly covered in mud and dirt from head to toe. Pikapi then picked me up and ran into the forest again where he found a little steam of water. He then set me down and opened up his backpack where he got out soap, and a sponge. He then gave me the sponge and said to get ready for a bath. What can I say, Pikapi was always prepared.
Most of the time I normally don't like taking baths; but only if Pikapi does it, will I enjoy it. Pikapi loves to give me a bath, he knows just how to do it. He is very gentle with me and makes me as comfortable as possible. He then sets me in the chilly water and pours water on all the dirt. I started to hug the sponge as the water was really cold. Pikapi noticed that I was shivering and he patted me on the head and rubbed soap all over my fur. It was a great feeling with Pikapi gently stroking my fur which somehow gave warmth to my body. I giggled a little as it tickled when the mud came off me. I used the sponge to rub against myself to remove anything else.
When it was time, Pikapi lifted me up and onto the grass with water dripping down on the ground. Because of the freezing water, I was shivering which Pikapi instantly observed. He then got out a huge fluffy towel and picked me up in his arms. He then gently wrapped the towel around me and held me tight to warm me up. I felt so relaxed now that my Pikapi would protect me from the cold. I still saw that poor Pikapi was still dirty. I wanted to help him so I tried touching his face with my wet paws and feet trying to clean the dirt off his face. He then understood what I wanted, so without hesitation, he took his clothes off and jumped in the creek.
I laughed at how he made a big splash. I wanted to help Pikapi like he helped me feel clean. I came over to him and rubbed the sponge all over the dirty spots, removing any dirt on him. Pikapi laughed as it probably tickled him. When he was all clean, I gave a noise of approval and he got out and dried off. He then lifted me up and told me that they should head back home as the sun was already setting from all the excitement.
Pikapi made sure I was clean and spotless on the way home. He really cared about my hygiene and liked that I was this clean. When Pikapi opened the door to his house, he had made a special Pikachu bed for the both of them to sleep on. I took one look at the bed and squeaked with happiness. Pikapi knew I would like it and set me down on the soft mattress. He then came to my level and laid with me, cuddling up to me and making sure every single blanket was covering me. Pikapi wanted me to feel the most relaxed so I could go to sleep. He then whispered about how much fun he had with me and that he loves going on fun adventures with me by his side. I felt the same way about him.
Pikapi wanted the best for me and didn't want me to cry at night, so he sang. He sang a quiet lullaby to me as my eyes got heavy. He closed me in tighter to his arms and singed to me with his eyes focusing on me. Pikapi then whispered in my ear "You're the best, my favorite little Pokémon, buddy. I love you". This put me right to sleep as I laid on his arms, in comfort with nothing to fear.
Pikapi is more than my best friend, he is something very special that I always love. Pikapi wouldn't let anything happen to me, he was always there when I needed him most to protect me, to care for me, and to love me. So in my opinion, Pikapi is a human boy unlike any other, he loves me as if I were his child or little brother. He would risk his own safety to save mine. He always tries to give me joy in a world full of evil, and protects me from it. I love Pikapi, more than everyone would know.