Just a short little thought that drifted across my mind! These are good warm-ups for my writing xD Anyway, hope you enjoy!
It would be strange for one to say they enjoyed the shattering of glass.
For people, the crashing and breaking of glass was a symbol of destruction. Precious and valuable items being knocked of their stoop and smashed to pieces on the floor.
For pokemon, it was loud and scary. An unnatural sound to those who were from the wild, ringing in their ears and causing them to cringe and run in fear.
But for Pikachu, breaking glass wasn't scary or destructive.
It was a symbol of freedom for him.
Yes, countless times had he been whisked away from his trainer and friends, and shoved into a glass capsule by the despicable Team Rocket. Pikachu hated being trapped inside, the clear walls surrounding him suffocatingly close as he watched his closest friend chase him down. They never bothered to put air holes inside it, making even breathing a challenge. He felt panicked, trapped, like a Feraligatr locked away in a tiny cage.
But through all the pain and fear, Pikachu could never ignore the joy that came from being trapped like this. His pokemon friends fighting to free him, the rickity rockity-ness of the balloon and Team Rockets panicked squeals, the sight of his determined best friend and trainer, and most of all, feeling himself slip through their fingers and into the air as they released him, blasting off once again.
Once again Pikachu felt the familiar drop through the air, feeling the capsule around him hit the ground and shatter into a million pieces. Pikachu watched as the shards of glass danced across his vision, light refracting through as it soared around him, clinking and clanking. Like thousands of tiny stars they shot in every direction, releasing Pikachu from his imprisonment and out into freedom once more. Sometimes it would sting, but Pikachu didn't care. He would brush it off and leap to his feet, looking for his favorite part of all.
He spotted Ash running across the field towards him with open arms, eyes sparkling with joy at his release.
Pikachu sprang from his current spot, hurrying into his open arms.