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A little black nose hesitantly poked out from underneath a white table cloth, wiggling to test the air before quickly disappearing again.
Pikachu curled into himself nervously, retreating further underneath the shelter of the table. Voices buzzed all around him, causing him to flatten his ears for the umpteenth time again.
He had been hiding away from the massive party outside for nearly an hour now, refusing to expose himself again. Not while everyone at this party was out to get him!
Earlier that day Professor Oak had contacted Ash, requesting that him and his friends attend a conference at that town that night, discussing pokemon remedies. He needed to gather information from it, and He had told them that it would be good for Brock, him being an aspiring pokemon Breeder.
"Of couse we'll go Professor!" Ash exclaimed excitedly, "It sounds interesting!"
"I agree!" Brock joined in, "This will be a good experience!"
"Excellent!" Professor Oak replied happily. He paused for a moment, his mouth bending into a frown, "But I must inform you not to bring any of your pokeballs with you."
"Why not?" Misty asked, looking puzzled.
Professor Oak, not wanting to alarm them, quickly replied, "Er-Uh..Conventional purposes. You will understand." He glanced at something off screen, "I have to go now. You guys have fun at the convention tonight!"
After they were all set and ready, the trio set off towards the great hall the convention was being held. Ash, Brock, Misty...and Pikachu.
"After all," Ash had said with a smile as Misty voiced her concern, "He said pokeballs, not pokemon."
As they approached the entrance, a squinty older woman with glasses examined them, alarm flashing across her face before stopping them all in their tracks.
"No Pokemon allowed inside, sir." she instructed curtly to a surprised Ash, gesturing to the Pikachu sitting on his shoulder, "You Pikachu can wait in the shed over there."
Ash backed a step away from her as she advanced towards him, "What why? I thought this was a convention for pokemon remedies!" he exclaimed.
"Pika!" Pikachu added.
The woman's mouth pressed into a firm line, her patience thinning as more guests were arriving, "A convention for remedies for people with pokemon allergies." she corrected.
"What?!" all three of them blurted.
The womans alarm rose as a guest walked up, his nose contorting before he let out an audible sneeze. "I need to take your Pikachu at once, sir! Your affecting the guests!"
Her arms sprang out, making a grab for Pikachu who leapt to the Ash's shoulder. "Pikachu-pi!" he cried indigently as the lady made a grab for him again, dodging yet again.
"Hey!" Ash snapped, wrapping his arms around Pikachu protectively, "Leave him alone!"
"MY ALLERGIES!" the man moaned, breaking into a sneezing fit.
The woman bristled, "Then you leave me no choice when you become a danger to our other guests! Brutus!" she growled, looking towards a larger security guard standing near the entrance, "Confiscate that boy's Pikachu at once!"
"Pika!" Pikachu cried in alarm, his cheeks sparking. He sprang out of Ash's arms, bolting between the lady's legs and through the front doors of the conference hall.
"Pikachu, wait!" Ash yelped, darting past the lady along with Brock and Misty.
"After them!" the woman shrieked, pointing after them.
Pikachu weaved around multiple legs, screams bursting from people's lips as they hopped out of its way. Acting on instinct, he dived underneath a table covered with a white cloth.
It had now been an hour, and he still feared coming out. He could hear the frantic murmuring of many people complaining about their allergies acting up, as well as the big scary humans in uniforms looking for him. His eyes dropped to the ground sadly. Pikachu wasn't used to all these negative reactions the party-goers, people usually thought he was cute!
He thought of Ash and the others too, and how they had been grabbed by security guards and kicked out not to long ago. He flattened his ears again, remembering Misty hissing and spitting, and how Ash was calling for him frantically.
A surge of determination swelled in Pikachu's chest. He had to get back to his best friend and trainer no matter what.
Poking his whole head out boldly to get a good look, he scanned the conference hall for any means of escape. Pikachu's eyes glimmered with hope as he spotted an open window across the room.
A piercing shriek made him jump, "There it is!"
Hundreds of heads whipped around to face him, and Pikachu rocketed out from underneath the table. He ran as fast as his little legs could carry him, again weaving in between feet.
Loud thundering footsteps alerted him that the security guards were chasing him again. He felt a hand close around his tail, and in panic Pikachu released a powerful thunderbolt. Many people screamed and backed away, the guard releasing Pikachu's tail. Seizing the moment the security guard was down, he continued running, taking a huge leap of faith towards the table beneath the window.
PLOP! Pikachu landed in something incredibly squishy, and looking down he realized it was the cake. His paws slipped around on the icing of the cake as he tried to run to the window, coating himself in icing in the process. After difficulty scaling over the cake he finally was able to leap up to the open window, peering outside.
Joy washed over him as he spotted Ash near the front door, banging and yelling on it fruitlessly.
"PIKA-PI!" Pikachu cried, leaping down the windowsill and tumbling across the lawn. Frosting slicked the grass where he landed, creating a sticky smudge.
Ash's head snapped around, and immediately his anxious expression swelled into joy and relief, "Pikachu!"
Ash sprinted towards Pikachu, picking him up and hugging him tight, "I was so worried about you!" he cried, his expression becoming confused, "And!-…Why are you covered in frosting?"
There was a loud crash from the other side of the window, and they all turned to see the security guard scrabbling to get through, "YOU PARTY CRASHERS! GET BACK HERE!" he roared.
"RUN!" Brock hollered.
Without hesitation, the group ran for their lives towards the safety of the pokemon center. There, Ash gave Pikachu a much needed bath before laying back in exhaustion, Pikachu resting in his lap.
"Y'know, I think we both learned a lesson today." Ash sighed.
"Pika?" Pikachu looked up questioningly.
"Never trust Professor Oaks "conventions" again."
"Pikachu-Pi."