Here's the second part of Separation, Strangeness, and Smeargles! I sincerely apologize for the insanely long wait. First, I had to deal with a second, much longer project. Then, Super Smash Brothers Brawl came out, so I had to play that. After that, I started reading some fanfiction, so that sidetracked me. Finally, I had to reestablish my will to write. So, my remaining fans, I apologize profusely for the wait. Also, as of now, I will double my efforts for story coherency! Now….

Pikachu's Wish

(By Si Fron)

Chapter 4: Strangeness, Separations, and Smeargles, part 2

Pikachu's chase after Burk wasn't so much a chase as it was an embarrassing set of events centering around an encounter with his newest and greatest threat yet: The Stairs. He wasn't quite used to his new body yet, but he figured he could do it. How hard could it be? The answer: HARD!

His first attempt to climb them was the way he would normally do it (on all fours.) Unfortunately, his body wasn't quite as adapted to running on all fours like a regular Pikachu, so he ended up with a face full of staircase. After struggling to get up, he realized it was going to take a while if he tried to practice. After vowing he would conquer them properly on a later date, he did the one thing any kid would love to do before their parents saw that glint in their eyes: he climbed onto the banister.

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Three of the church's crew had climbed halfway up the tall spiral staircase when a strange yellow blur slid by on the banner at speeds exceeding ridiculous and yelled, "CHUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!"

All three of them were confused by it and almost immediately came to a conclusion. The first one had a bit of an ego and thought he was shown a sign from some powerful deity. He would eventually become the leader of a separate church on a later date. The second one had mental problems and dismissed it as a sign that he needed to take his medicine. The third and most rational one had figured an oversized Pikachu had managed to get in through the roof and made a mental note to buy some max repels when he got the chance.

Eventually, our blurred hero hit the knob at the end of the banister (he was facing backwards, so he only managed to receive a sore bottom, thankfully) and flew into the door facing the stairwell.

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A preacher was practicing his lines for today's sermon, but he just wasn't feeling the spirit of it all lately. It had been 10 years since he joined and, much to his shame, he was begging to lose his faith. His once 

powerful voice was becoming a drawl. His drawl was so bad, his Houndour had fallen into a solid sleep, and it was usually pretty alert.

Preacher: … And so miracles can happen. Most of the time they are ordinary things that are made extraordinary, but on truly spectacular occasions, they can come in the most bizarre…

Just then, our now semi-furry protagonist crashed through the door on the backstage. The preacher turned around just in time to see his Houndour give a good flamethrower to our hero's behind. It sent Pikachu soaring through the rafters and out of a hole where a beautiful piece of stained glass usually stood. (Thankfully, it was being cleaned today.)The preacher took in a great breath and his voice boomed once again as his faith soared high into the sky, renewed by an event that only Arceus or his creator could do.

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Meanwhile, across the street, a little boy, who looked like Konohamaru from Naruto, was making quite a fuss. His mother looked strikingly like a certain unlucky character from the same series.cough-Tsunade-cough

Little boy: But I really, REALLY want a starly!

Mother: Sigh Look, I'll tell you what. If a strange…. Pikachu-like creature flies out of that church and lands in our pool; I'll convince your dad to get you one, okay?

Little boy: Promise?

Mother: On my honor.

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Then, as if fate had cursed her (Which it had), our Pikachu pokemorph flew out of the church and, in a neat arc, splashed into the swimming pool. He quickly got out of the pool and scrambled to a nearby van that had started up near the church. The driver, (Burk, of course) gladly let Pikachu in before he could cause any more trouble and sped off.

Little boy: Yah! I'm Going to get a Starly!

His mother merely went in, told her husband to go find a Starly, and collapsed on the couch.

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Burk: Let me guess you had some questions, tried to climb down the staircase, and ended up getting soaked and crisped?

Pikachu: Sarcastically Gee, how could you tell?

As Burk, continued driving, Pikachu tenderly rubbed his poor tail and asked Burk



Pikachu: Anyway, I'm curious about something. Actually, I'm more than curious, I'm being driven insane! Why did the Arceus piece glow? You said it only glowed if it was wished upon, and there were no pokemon touching it. Why am I a pokemorph? And how the heck did this all start anyway?

Burk sighed.

Burk: I might as well start with the last question. About 1500 years ago, our city was founded as a small village in neutral zone of 2 warring kingdoms. Both kingdoms were dying, and both needed what the other had. As expected, they were constantly warring with each other. The kingdoms both greatly abused their pokemon and treated them cruelly. The village was always under constant pressure to choose a side. But since we didn't choose between 2 evils, we were constantly attacked. WE loved our pokemon too much to allow them to end up with such a fate, so we carried on. Eventually, the kingdoms collapsed and the war ended, but the cruelty continued. The town struggled to help the poor pokemon, many people getting hurt in the process. After a miraculous 750 years of not giving in to the cruelty, Arceus turned his head to the town. He broke off a piece of one of his arms and gave it to the town, along with a letter. The letter said

"To all of those who can speak the pokemon language, I shall grant you each one wish that comes from the depths of your soul.

The deity Arceus"

Pikachu: Wait a second, did he mean that if a person spoke the pokemon language, their wish could also be granted?

Burk: Yes.

Pikachu: Why?

Burk: Because, back then, it was a symbol of great affection towards the pokemon. Since they loved their pokemon so, it was only natural that they would go to great lengths to understand them. Eventually, a few of them were able to communicate with the pokemon. But instead of abusing this new power for their own wishes, they let the pokemon have the wishes instead. They also guarded their secret closely, making sure no one else found out about the Arceus piece, the letter, or the ability to communicate with pokemon. When their secret began to leak out, like all secrets do, they decided to form another church for Arceus. That way, any rational person would assume we were fanatics. Plus, if anyone was foolish enough to steal from the church, they would be struck down on the spot.

Pikachu: Has that happened before?

Burk: Only three times, although two times were sheer accidents. Anyway, the artifact has retained its powers and it has remained that way ever since. Aha, we're here.

The vehicle had pulled to a stop in front of the trail that most travelers took when they went through the woods.



Burk: Chartreuse should be here looking for that Starly again. While I go look for her, why don't you listen to some music while you wait? I would advise against leaving the city limits, seeing as the wish that's granted is messed up as soon as you exit nowadays.

Before Pikachu could ask any more questions or let out a "Huh?" Burk disappeared into the woods. Our thoroughly confused pokemorph sighed and looked at the vehicle's clock. It was 7:55. Pikachu wondered about how the heck so much happened in so little time. He then gave up, knowing that he would probably never have that particular questioned answered.

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??'s POV

Sigh

First I fail my master by losing the rectangle and now I'm lost in a place that I do not recognize. This just is not my day. If only I could use my art to help my master. Yeah right, like my art could just come to life… yeah, that's not a bad idea! If my art could turn into actual objects, I would be able to help my master out. I could even have it find master and bring me to him! I would be able to replace master's rectangle and even give him free food! But, it isn't possible.

Sigh I wish that could be true.

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Huh? What's with my tail? Its paint is different. Hmmm…

Gasp No way….

Maybe wishes do come true…

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Sorry folks! As I said earlier, after I was finished with my paper, I had to do a model, map, AND paper on an ancient wonder, which consumed my time. Then Brawl came out and I HAD to play it. (It was awesome by the way.) Then, my will to write this story was suddenly overridden by a Naruto fanfiction craze and I wasn't able to finish this after that until I unblocked the writer's block by writing a chapter of a story in a different fandom (which is currently posted.). So again, I beg for forgiveness and I profusely apologize to whatever readers I have left.

Also, I will explain why the necklace is able to grant wishes from a distance next chapter, so, for the umpteenth time, SORRY! cries in shame

Later!



(Author runs away from the horde of angry readers.)