Yo! Here's a little shorty for yall, hope you enjoy and review!(:
After a long day of traveling, Ash, Misty, and Brock had made camp by a nearby lake for the night. Brock was currently cooking dinner, the delicious smell even enticing some wild pokemon to poke their heads out from the woods. Misty was currently training down by the lake with her Staryu and Corsola.
As Ash lay with his back to the tree, he absentmindedly stroked the curled up Pikachu in his lap, watching the orange sun set over the horizon and paint the twilight sky a multitude of warm color. Pikachu cooed softly, nuzzling his head up against Ash's hand as he stroked him. Ash hummed in contentment, his warm brown eyes turning down to Pikachu.
Words really couldn't describe how lucky Ash felt to have such an amazing and true friend. Never in a million years would he have guessed that his best friend in the world would turn out to be a pokemon, a lovable fluffy Pikachu to be exact. Growing up, he had always been into the tough and cool looking pokemon that appealed to him. He remembered the night before he got to choose his first pokemon, he could picture himself yelling commands at a huge, tough Blastoise. He never thought that his first pokemon would have turned out to be a little Pikachu.
And he wouldn't have it any other way, either.
Smiling nostalgically, Ash remembered how cautious Professor Oak was about giving Pikachu to Ash.
"I think I should warn you, there is a problem with this last one..." Professor Oak added nervously.
But as Ash gazed down at Pikachu, he found no problems, no flaws. This was a pokemon that fought for him, protected him, stayed by his side, and ultimately brought a smile to his face every day. Sure, Pikachu didn't like him on the first day they met, but their experience together with those Spearows really helped them understand eachother. And from that day on, they were stuck together like glue. A lucky stroke of fate had brought these two together, and nothing could ever tear them apart. And no other Charmander, Bulbasaur, or Squirtle could ever replace him. He grinned, scratching Pikachu on his head.
"Chaaaa!~" Pikachu cooed, nuzzling his hand as his cheeks sparked happily.
Ash chuckled, bringing Pikachu close into a tight hug.
My little buddy.