Chapter 4
Is the truth coming out?
Ash stayed with Brock a few more days, and for some reason I did to. Even after the mental conversation I had had with whatever, I decided to stay until Ash got back to Pallet.
*Hey there sleepy head.* I heard Pikachu saying as he woke me up. *Come on wake up, lets go out and play.*
*Wha.* I said as I sat up. *What time is it? Is there even light outside?*
*But of course there is silly.* Replied Pikachu. *Now lets go out and play.*
This was a strange side of Pikachu. In the short time that I had seen him both as a Pokémon and as a human he really wasn't that energetic. But now, he was acting like my little brother. Waking me up at the crack of dawn just to go out and play. Stop doing that. Now I'm seeing my brother in a Pokémon.
*Can't we wait 5 more minutes?* I asked. *I'm still sleepy.*
I was younger than Pikachu. In Pikachu years, if there even is such a thing, and in human years. But yet he was acting like he was even younger.
*Unless you want me to shock you come on.* He said as he started towards the door.
I didn't like the thought of getting shocked to much. Even if it wouldn't of had to great of an effect. *Alright, I'm coming.*
When I saw Pikachu go over and try to wake up Ash I was tempted to go back to sleep. That is until I saw what Pikachu did to get Ash awake.
"Alright Pikachu I'm up." Said Ash as he stumbled out of his bed. "You don't have to electrocute me to wake me up."
*Hurry up.* Begged Pikachu. *Open the door so we can go out and play.*
"Good morning you three." I heard someone calling from the kitchen. "Breakfast should be ready in a few minutes."
At first I couldn't believe that he remembered the fact that I was here. But there could also be someone else here and he could just be talking to them.
'Are you still there?' I was hearing the voice of Brandi again. 'Get out of there and find away. At the rate your going your gonna be stuck like that forever.'
'And you know of away I suppose?' I asked the voice.
'Well um.' The voice said, faltering a little. 'Well look at the time gotta go.'
That has to be a psychic Pokémon just messing with me.
I pondered about that for a few minutes when I noticed that everyone was at the table eating. At first I wanted to go over there but what about this third person. If it wasn't me how would that look. And if it was me and I didn't go over there Brock could feel insulted. Luckily I got my answer in the form of a question.
"Hey are you gonna eat with us?" I looked up and say Brock looking down at me. "If you don't hurry the food will get cold."
That settled it. *For food of course.* I said as I followed him to the table.
When I got there I wasn't really sure what to do. My first thought was to get in the chair. Pick up a knife and a fork and start eating. But that's when I remembered that I was no longer a human and that I wouldn't even be able to hold the knife and fork. Score another for humans. My second thought was to wait for someone to give me the food in a bowl or something. That was what we always did at my house when we had Pokémon there.
That's when I noticed Pikachu. He was setting at the table in a booster seat eating some pancakes.
*They let you set at the table with them?* I asked him.
*But of course.* Replied Pikachu in between bites. *What did you think? They where going to give me a little dish to eat my food out of on the floor?*
I was a little embarrassed at this. Not the fact that that was what we did with our Pokémon, but because I had never thought of treating a Pokémon so much like a human.
"Hey Brock aren't you forgetting about someone?" Ash said as he looked down at me.
"Oh right." Brock said, I could of sworn he was blushing just a little. "Ill be right back."
Brock went into a small closet and came out with another booster seat. After he had put it down in the chair that I was next to I decided to get up in it and finally get some food.
"I don't think that's going to be enough Brock." Said Ash again, still looking at me.
And it wasn't, I could just barely get my hands on the table.
"Yeah, he is a little small." Brock said as he got up and came back a moment later with a large book. "There you go, that should be enough."
I have to admit that for my first time eating pancakes as a Pokémon it wasn't to hard. This had only been the second time in my entire life that I had eaten pancakes. The first was when I was over at my Grandparents house. My Grandma had made some homemade pancakes and syrup.
*Hey don't just stand there.* I heard someone saying to my side. *Have some fun while you can.*
I looked over at the Bulbasaur and watched him walk away. Ash and Brock had released there Pokémon out by a small pond. Surprisingly I was glade for a chance to have a little fun. My entire life the only times I had fun was those few minutes when me and my little brother would go outside and play before breakfast. I was also a little fascinated at all the different types of Pokémon.
After a few hours of playing, and after Brock had given us all some food. It was time for Ash to leave, but before he left I listened in on a conversation that they where having, surprisingly, about me.
"So what did you think about that little Pikachu, Brock?" Asked Ash.
"It reminded me a little of your Pikachu when we first started our journey together." Replied Brock.
"Yeah, it did remind me a little of my Pikachu." Concurred Ash.
"And you say that its been following you around." Asked Brock.
This is getting a little strange.
"Yeah," started Ash, "ever since this accident."
"Accident?" Questioned Brock. "What accident?"
Ash looked as though he was getting a little teary eyed at that question. But it did show that he had cared a little for me before I, whatever happened to me.
"There was this young trainer that had come to ask me some questions." Started Ash. "And then everything went wrong. I decided to let him and his friend stay over at my house. And then. . ."
"Go on Ash." Replied Brock.
"They killed him!" Yelled Ash. "They killed that young trainer!"
"Who killed him" Asked Brock.
"Those three in Team Rocket." Replied Ash.
"Is this the same Team Rocket?" Asked Brock.
"Yes! Jesse, James, and Meowth." Replied Ash, I'm not sure but it looks like he may be fighting back tears.
"I see." Was all the Brock could say.
"And after the explosion, we found that little Pikachu, barely hanging on to life." Said Ash.
This is getting sad. Didn't Team Rocket kill people everyday? I thought that Ash had seen death in his life. But now I'm beginning to think that he hasn't.
Drat I've missed some of the conversation.
"I don't know." Responded Ash. "Is it even possible?"
Is what even possible? Blasted thinking.
"Well maybe I should keep an eye on it." Replied Ash. "Just in case."
Dang it, I missed the best parts. Note to self, next time people are talking about you don't think just listen.
Is the truth coming out?
Ash stayed with Brock a few more days, and for some reason I did to. Even after the mental conversation I had had with whatever, I decided to stay until Ash got back to Pallet.
*Hey there sleepy head.* I heard Pikachu saying as he woke me up. *Come on wake up, lets go out and play.*
*Wha.* I said as I sat up. *What time is it? Is there even light outside?*
*But of course there is silly.* Replied Pikachu. *Now lets go out and play.*
This was a strange side of Pikachu. In the short time that I had seen him both as a Pokémon and as a human he really wasn't that energetic. But now, he was acting like my little brother. Waking me up at the crack of dawn just to go out and play. Stop doing that. Now I'm seeing my brother in a Pokémon.
*Can't we wait 5 more minutes?* I asked. *I'm still sleepy.*
I was younger than Pikachu. In Pikachu years, if there even is such a thing, and in human years. But yet he was acting like he was even younger.
*Unless you want me to shock you come on.* He said as he started towards the door.
I didn't like the thought of getting shocked to much. Even if it wouldn't of had to great of an effect. *Alright, I'm coming.*
When I saw Pikachu go over and try to wake up Ash I was tempted to go back to sleep. That is until I saw what Pikachu did to get Ash awake.
"Alright Pikachu I'm up." Said Ash as he stumbled out of his bed. "You don't have to electrocute me to wake me up."
*Hurry up.* Begged Pikachu. *Open the door so we can go out and play.*
"Good morning you three." I heard someone calling from the kitchen. "Breakfast should be ready in a few minutes."
At first I couldn't believe that he remembered the fact that I was here. But there could also be someone else here and he could just be talking to them.
'Are you still there?' I was hearing the voice of Brandi again. 'Get out of there and find away. At the rate your going your gonna be stuck like that forever.'
'And you know of away I suppose?' I asked the voice.
'Well um.' The voice said, faltering a little. 'Well look at the time gotta go.'
That has to be a psychic Pokémon just messing with me.
I pondered about that for a few minutes when I noticed that everyone was at the table eating. At first I wanted to go over there but what about this third person. If it wasn't me how would that look. And if it was me and I didn't go over there Brock could feel insulted. Luckily I got my answer in the form of a question.
"Hey are you gonna eat with us?" I looked up and say Brock looking down at me. "If you don't hurry the food will get cold."
That settled it. *For food of course.* I said as I followed him to the table.
When I got there I wasn't really sure what to do. My first thought was to get in the chair. Pick up a knife and a fork and start eating. But that's when I remembered that I was no longer a human and that I wouldn't even be able to hold the knife and fork. Score another for humans. My second thought was to wait for someone to give me the food in a bowl or something. That was what we always did at my house when we had Pokémon there.
That's when I noticed Pikachu. He was setting at the table in a booster seat eating some pancakes.
*They let you set at the table with them?* I asked him.
*But of course.* Replied Pikachu in between bites. *What did you think? They where going to give me a little dish to eat my food out of on the floor?*
I was a little embarrassed at this. Not the fact that that was what we did with our Pokémon, but because I had never thought of treating a Pokémon so much like a human.
"Hey Brock aren't you forgetting about someone?" Ash said as he looked down at me.
"Oh right." Brock said, I could of sworn he was blushing just a little. "Ill be right back."
Brock went into a small closet and came out with another booster seat. After he had put it down in the chair that I was next to I decided to get up in it and finally get some food.
"I don't think that's going to be enough Brock." Said Ash again, still looking at me.
And it wasn't, I could just barely get my hands on the table.
"Yeah, he is a little small." Brock said as he got up and came back a moment later with a large book. "There you go, that should be enough."
I have to admit that for my first time eating pancakes as a Pokémon it wasn't to hard. This had only been the second time in my entire life that I had eaten pancakes. The first was when I was over at my Grandparents house. My Grandma had made some homemade pancakes and syrup.
*Hey don't just stand there.* I heard someone saying to my side. *Have some fun while you can.*
I looked over at the Bulbasaur and watched him walk away. Ash and Brock had released there Pokémon out by a small pond. Surprisingly I was glade for a chance to have a little fun. My entire life the only times I had fun was those few minutes when me and my little brother would go outside and play before breakfast. I was also a little fascinated at all the different types of Pokémon.
After a few hours of playing, and after Brock had given us all some food. It was time for Ash to leave, but before he left I listened in on a conversation that they where having, surprisingly, about me.
"So what did you think about that little Pikachu, Brock?" Asked Ash.
"It reminded me a little of your Pikachu when we first started our journey together." Replied Brock.
"Yeah, it did remind me a little of my Pikachu." Concurred Ash.
"And you say that its been following you around." Asked Brock.
This is getting a little strange.
"Yeah," started Ash, "ever since this accident."
"Accident?" Questioned Brock. "What accident?"
Ash looked as though he was getting a little teary eyed at that question. But it did show that he had cared a little for me before I, whatever happened to me.
"There was this young trainer that had come to ask me some questions." Started Ash. "And then everything went wrong. I decided to let him and his friend stay over at my house. And then. . ."
"Go on Ash." Replied Brock.
"They killed him!" Yelled Ash. "They killed that young trainer!"
"Who killed him" Asked Brock.
"Those three in Team Rocket." Replied Ash.
"Is this the same Team Rocket?" Asked Brock.
"Yes! Jesse, James, and Meowth." Replied Ash, I'm not sure but it looks like he may be fighting back tears.
"I see." Was all the Brock could say.
"And after the explosion, we found that little Pikachu, barely hanging on to life." Said Ash.
This is getting sad. Didn't Team Rocket kill people everyday? I thought that Ash had seen death in his life. But now I'm beginning to think that he hasn't.
Drat I've missed some of the conversation.
"I don't know." Responded Ash. "Is it even possible?"
Is what even possible? Blasted thinking.
"Well maybe I should keep an eye on it." Replied Ash. "Just in case."
Dang it, I missed the best parts. Note to self, next time people are talking about you don't think just listen.