Hello, readers. Before you start reading this story, I have a few explanations and disclaimers that I'd like to make. First of all I do not own Pokémon. I own some copies of various Pokémon games and I have caught a bunch of the little critters, but I do not own the series itself. Secondly, this is not your average Pokémon story. It's not the story of a young boy or girl who dreams of being a Pokémon Master. It's about the Pokémon, themselves. You won't find Ash and his Pikachu here. This is the story of a different Pikachu (even though his name is Pikachu, too). Also, each of the Pokémon in my story has a gender. Plus, all of them talk. I mean, it would be hard to know what's going on in the story if all the characters could say were their names. Lastly, the reason I'm calling this story "Pokémon Red Series" is because I couldn't think of a better title. So I took it from the game "Pokémon Red". Well, if you read through all this, I congratulate you. On with the story!

Pokémon Red Series

Chapter 1: Pikachu, I Choose You!

Eevee peeked through the bushes to find Pikachu sitting calmly. He was probably daydreaming. Eevee felt bad because the news she was about to deliver was probably going to upset him greatly. She worked up her courage and walked slowly to Pikachu.

"Pikachu," Eevee said with a hint of nervousness, "I have to talk to you."

Pikachu tilted his head to one side, "What is it, Eevee?"

Eevee gulped and spoke again, "We've been friends for so long and we've become so close that we could tell each other anything, but I don't know how to say this, so I'll just say it."

She paused to draw in a breath and whispered, "Jigglypuff loves you."

Pikachu's eyes bulged and his pointy ears sprung up in terror.

"WHAT?" he exclaimed.

"Yes," said Eevee, "She told me to tell you."

"But wasn't Jigglypuff the one who used to sneak up behind and kick me when we were babies?" Pikachu asked while shuddering at the thought of being kicked by the balloon-shaped Pokémon.

"She can show her love in strange ways, can't she?" Eevee sighed.

"But I'm not ready for a girlfriend!" Pikachu said as he began to sweat.

"That would break her heart," Eevee frowned, "Believe me, you don't want to get her upset."

"Then I'll find a way to avoid her and not get her upset," Pikachu said in a determined voice.

"How?" Eevee asked.

"I don't know," Pikachu said as he stood up, "but I know someone who might."

Pikachu walked away from the bushes. Eevee followed, unsure of what Pikachu was thinking. Little did they know that a mischievous Meowth overheard their whole conversation.

Pikachu and Eevee arrived at a small, wooden clubhouse with signs nailed all over it. The signs read such things as "KEEP OUT!" and "NO GIRLS ALLOWED!" Pikachu knocked on the door.

Two brown eyes peered through a slit in the clubhouse door.

"Who goes there?" said a voice from behind the door.

"It's Pikachu."

"What's the password?" said the voice.

"Squirtle, knock it off." Pikachu frowned.

"That's not the password," said Squirtle, "You have to say the password or I can't let you in."

"OK, OK," said Pikachu, "Apple pie."

"Alright," said Squirtle, "You can come- wait. There's a girl with you."

Pikachu's yellow ears twitched as he became more annoyed.

"Squirtle," he said, "Eevee's my friend and she doesn't have cooties."

"Fine," said Squirtle, "Come in."

As Pikachu and Eevee entered the clubhouse, they found its innards to be rather pathetic. It was dimly lit and needed a fresh coat of paint. All that it had in the way of furniture was a large costume trunk in a corner. Squirtle sat atop the trunk as Eevee told him Pikachu's situation.

"You see, Squirtle," Eevee explained, "Jigglypuff told me that she's madly in love with Pikachu. The problem is that Pikachu isn't ready for her love."

"I don't want to hurt her feelings by saying I don't love her," Pikachu added, "What should I do?"

"What are you asking me for?" Squirtle said while rolling his eyes, "I'm not an advice columnist."

Eevee could tell that Squirtle wanted to take no part in helping Pikachu. She knew she had to take drastic measures in convincing the turtle Pokémon to give them a hand. She was going to use The Face.

Eevee turned her mouth to a slight pout. Her rabbit-like ears and fox tail drooped in sadness. She opened her eyes widely. Her eyes shined and bubbled.

"Can you help?" Eevee whimpered, "Please?"

"Fine," Squirtle gave in.

Eevee smiled. It was good to have big, bubbly anime eyes.

"So," said Pikachu, "do you have a plan, Squirtle?"

"I think I have an idea," Squirtle replied.

Squirtle got off the trunk and opened it. He dug through it, tossing out random objects. Finally, he pulled out a sombrero that was nearly as big as he was.

"You can wear this as a disguise!" Squirtle grinned proudly.

Jigglypuff was sitting in the grass, singing to herself when she noticed Squirtle, Eevee, and a Pokémon with a sombrero for a head walk by. She found this to be the perfect opportunity to ask where her beloved Pikachu was.

"Can you help me find Pikachu?" asked Jigglypuff as she walked up to the trio, "I was looking for him."

Pikachu started shaking in his sombrero. Eevee and Squirtle stepped in front of him.

"Sorry," said Eevee, "There's no Pikachu here."

Jigglypuff frowned slightly.

"Oh, I wanted to give him a kissy," she said disappointedly.

Then, Jigglypuff noticed the Pokémon under the sombrero. She perked up a bit with curiosity.

"Who's the guy in the funny hat?" she asked.

"Um… uh…" Squirtle said while trying to think quickly, "This is my new friend… uh… Alberto. He… um… comes all the way from Mexico. But don't try to talk to him because… um… he only speaks Spanish."

A large bead of sweat dropped from Pikachu's head. Eevee's eyes lowered. Jigglypuff was intrigued.

"Ooh," she said, "Can he speak some Spanish for me?"

Now all the pressure was on Pikachu.

"Bonjour, Mademoiselle. Comment ça va?" he said.

Squirtle nudged Pikachu in the ribs.

"That's French, dummy," Squirtle hissed.

Jigglypuff didn't seem to care. She loved the beautiful, muffled voice coming out of the hat. It was like music to her pink ears.

"He's so romantic," she sighed, "He reminds me of Pikachu."

"That's because he IS Pikachu," said a voice.

The four Pokémon turned around.

"Meowth!" they exclaimed all at once.

"That's right!" said Meowth as he struck a pose.

"What are you doing here?" Squirtle growled at the cat Pokémon.

"I'm doing a favor for Jigglypuff," Meowth replied.

Before anyone could stop him, Meowth yanked off Pikachu's sombrero. Now exposed, Pikachu froze in fear.

"Pikababy!" Jigglypuff squealed as her large eyes lit up.

"Yipe!" squeaked Pikachu.

"He's so shy," Jigglypuff sighed, "That makes him even cuter."

While Jigglypuff was talking, Pikachu took the opportunity to make a quick getaway.

"Wait!" Jigglypuff said when she noticed Pikachu running away, "Come back, Pikachu!"

Jigglypuff chased after her precious Pikachu.

Pikachu ran so fast that he didn't even stop to think where he was going. Soon he came to a hill. He ran up the hill as fast as his stubby, little legs could carry him.

"Slow down, Pikachu!" Jigglypuff called out to the love of her life, "How am I supposed to kiss you if you keep running away from me?"

Pikachu panicked. Jigglypuff was slowly catching up to him. Pikachu ran to the top of the hill, but stopped abruptly as soon as he saw what was ahead of him.

"Woah!" he exclaimed.

Pikachu was standing at the edge of a cliff. It was much too steep to climb down. Pikachu couldn't go down the same way he climbed up because Jigglypuff would surely catch him.

"This is it," Pikachu said to himself, "I'm cornered."

Noticing that Pikachu had stopped, Jigglypuff smiled broadly.

"Yay! I get my Pikababy!" she said joyfully as she bounced to the top of the hill.

"Stop!" Pikachu shouted to Jigglypuff, "If you take one more step… I'll… uh… I'll jump off this hill!"

Jigglypuff slowly thought over what Pikachu had said.

"Really?" she said quietly to Pikachu, "Say it isn't so! You really don't love me? Oh, Pikachu!"

Tears filled Jigglypuff"s sea-green eyes. She began to cry.

"Waaaaaaaa!"

Pikachu sighed as two large puddles of tears formed on both sides of Jigglypuff.

"Now I know what Eevee meant when she told me about getting Jigglypuff upset," Pikachu muttered to himself.

"Waaaaaaaaaaaaa!" Jigglypuff cried.

While looking at the crying Jigglypuff, Pikachu felt guilty. He knew what he had to do to make her stop. Pikachu walked over to Jigglypuff and put his paw on her back.

"Don't cry, Jigglypuff," he said, "I didn't mean it."

Jigglypuff's expression changed instantly from sadness to glee.

"Oh, Pikachu, I'm so happy!" she said as she pranced around, "You DO love me!"

Pikachu keeled over.

"I'm going to look at myself in the mirror for the next six hours!" Jigglypuff continued, "I have to look all pretty when we go out on a date!"

Jigglypuff skipped off happily. She started singing about how much she loved Pikachu and about how much he (supposedly) loved her.

Pikachu gulped, "A date?"
So, what did you think? Please review. Even constructive criticism is accepted. Just don't flame me, because I put effort into this one. I intend to write another chapter to this story, and if I get a lot of good responses, I'll write more. I'm also going to add more Pokémon as the story goes on.