Third Person POV
It was dinner time at the Ketchum's house. Delia Ketchum just finished cooking and sat down at the table across from her son, Ash Ketchum. As they started to eat, Delia started to ask Ash about his training. In response, Ash said, "It was good mom. How was your day?" while surprisingly not chewing his food while talking.
"Mine was good too."
The rest of the meal was silent. As they started to clean up, Ash reached for the ketchup bottle that was on the table to discover that it was not there. Thinking that he knocked it over, he started to look around for it.
"What is it Ash?" asked Delia.
"I can't find the ketchup bottle" Ash replied.
Ash then looked over at Pikachu to ask for help, only to realise that Pikachu was the culprit, as he had the ketchup bottle and was licking the ketchup off the lid.
"Pikachu, can I have the bottle?"
Instead of giving over the bottle, Pikachu did not exact opposite and tightened his grip on the bottle. Ash decided to try again.
"Pikachu, may I please have the ketchup?"
This time, Pikachu just ignored him and continued to lick the ketchup off the lid.
Ash was pretty much begging Pikachu at this point. "Please Pikachu, please hand over the bottle."
Pikachu just looked up at him with glassy eyes that gave off the vibe that he would cry if he had to give up the ketchup bottle.
Ash finally gave in and said with a sigh, "You can keep it Pikachu."
After this occurrence, Ash just let Pikachu keep all the ketchup bottles since he knew that Pikachu would thunderbolt him if he didn't let him.
Compared to the form of this drabble that I have on Wattpad, I changed some parts if this significantly. I guess I kinda revised the original form of this, like I did with A Fateful Day. See you in the next oneshot.