Year of the Ships- Pikashipping
A/N- Per a request by Bluewolfbat, today we have a friendship Pikashipping story! This one was particularly fun to write. If anyone else has any request, feel free to PM me with them!
It's titled "Cuddle Buddies". Hope you enjoy!
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"Alright, so there's lasagna in the fridge you can heat up, but be careful using the oven, and Professor Oak's number is on the phone, and I have lots of emergency numbers for you to call, and I have clean clothes in the washer, and clean dishes in the dishwasher..." Mrs. Ketchum rattled off, pulling on a light blue jacket. Ash chuckled, smiling confidently.
"Don't worry, mom! Me and Pikachu'll be fine!" He said. "See ya later." He hugged his mom.
"If ANYTHING happens, and I mean anything, you call me right away, got it?" She said sternly. "Pikachu, I'm leaving you in charge. You've got more sense than Ash, unfortunately..."
"Hey!"
"Sorry, sweetie, but it's the truth." She said. Pikachu looked smug.
"Pika-pi." He said sternly. "Pikachu-pi-Pikachu" He laughed at the annoyed look on Ash's face.
"Thanks for the vote of confidence, Mom." He deadpanned. Delia chuckled.
"Sorry, sweetie. I'll see you later!" She pulled Ash into a hug, and kissed her son on the forehead. She walked out the door as Ash grumbled.
"So..." Ash said after she left, a ghost of a grin on his face. "Now that she's gone... Wanna have some fun?" He asked slyly. Pikachu stared at him, and began smiling.
"Pika-pi, Chaaa pikachu-pika?" Pikachu said happily, which could be translated as "Ash, you thinking what I'm thinking?"
"Pillow fight!"
"Pika-Pika!"
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Two hours later, Ash sat at the kitchen table, as the delicious smell of lasagna wafted throughout the Ketchum residence. Various feathers were strewn around the floor, and two pillows, one very small and one large, lay on the couch.
"I won, ya know." Ash said, smiling. Pikachu glared.
"Pika-pi pikachu!" He cried. Ash feigned hurt.
"I am not a liar! If it weren't for your Thunderbolt, I would have won. You weren't supposed to shock me!" He pretended to be angry, tackling his little buddy to the ground, just as the chime for the oven went off.
"Mmmmm, lasagna!" Ash said, picking Pikachu up and setting him down on the table. "Wait here, I'll get it."
"Pika-pi..." Pikachu warned. Ash stuck his tongue out.
"I am not gonna burn myself!" He protested, crossing his arms. "Besides, even if I do, Charizard has pretty much gotten me used to it." He admitted. Pikachu crossed his arms, clearly not swayed.
"Oh, you're no fun." Ash stuck his tongue out again, turning and walking into the kitchen.
Five minutes and a couple of burns later, Ash and Pikachu sat at the table again, the former eating a plate of lasagna, the latter indulging in electric-type Pokemon food, courtesy of Brock. Ash took one last bite, and let his spoon fall to his plate with a clatter.
"Mom never ceases to amaze me." He said happily. "That was so good!" He cried. Pikachu nodded, stuffing the last piece of Pokemon food into his mouth. "Wanna play soke video games?" Ash suggested. Pikachu smiled.
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"I'm choosing Charizard." Ash declared, pressing a few buttons on his Wii U. He groaned as he saw Pikachu's choice. "You're being really redundant, ya know. You could choose something like Jigglypuff or even Lucario, maybe even Mario." He suggested.
Pikachu shrugged, using his game pad to control the onscreen Pikachu to Thundershock Ash's Charizard. The CPU, which had taken the form of Mario, smashed down on him a moment later.
Ash commanded the Charizard to Flamethrower, which completely knocked out the CPU. Now it was just Ash and Pikachu.
"I'm gonna feel really bad once I beat you, just so you know. I offer my complete apology." Ash said happily. Pikachu hit the attack button multiple times, completely ravaging the Charizard. The words GAME OVER flashed on the screen, and it declared Pikachu the winner.
Ash fell backwards, knocking over a bowl of popcorn in the process. "How did you...?" He mumbled.
Pikachu struck a dramatic pose, flashing the V for victory. Ash chuckled. "Yeah, yeah, you did OK." He admitted. "But you'll never win round two!" He challenged.
Pikachu laughed. "Pikachu!" He cried. 'You're on!'
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The phone rang, making Ash pause the game. He stood up, ignoring the 'Pikachu-9' and 'Ash-1' sign on the screen.
"Hello?" He asked. His mom's voice greeted him.
"Hi honey! Have you changed your underwear yet?" She asked. Ash turned a violent shade of red.
"Mom!" He cried, gaining a look from Pikachu, who was currently raiding the snack bowl.
"Sorry, dear, but I have to be sure. Anyway, it's time for bed. I knew you and Pikachu will stay up all night playing that Mega Smashing Siblings or whatever the heck it is you play unless I called." She said sternly. Ash chuckled nervously, motioning to Pikachu to mute the TV.
"Oh, no, Mom, we were actually getting ready for bed right now!" He said quickly, mouthing to Pikachu to go get ready for bed. His mom laughed.
"Ash, dear, I could practically hear you mouthing to Pikachu to go get ready for bed. Plus, the Joneses told me that they could hear the music from your game coming from the window." She said accusingly. Ash squeaked.
"Uh... OK, fine, you got me. We'll go to bed now, bye Mom!" He said quickly, hanging up the phone. He ran upstairs, quickly throwing on his pajamas.
"Night, Pikachu!" He said, petting his partner on the head. Pikachu jumped up into Ash's bed, getting himself comfortable on the pillow. Ash climbed in, closed his eyes... And sighed.
"I'm not tired at all..." He moaned.
"Pika-pika." Pikachu agreed. Ash reached for the drawer next to his bed, quickly extracting a flashlight.
"You know, Mom said we had to get ready for bed. We're in bed. We're pretty much following her instructions. She never said we had to go to sleep." Ash said slyly. Pikachu chuckled, and the flashlight flicked on. "Alright! Time for a party!" He said happily. Pikachu bounded downstairs, followed closely by Ash.
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"Ghaaaaassstttllyyyy!" Ash groaned, stumbling out of the closet with a blue sheet over his head. Pikachu looked up.
"Pika-pi, Pikachupika." He said, giving Ash a deadpan look. Ash sighed.
"You can at least play along!" He complained, pulling the sheet off of his head. Pikachu laughed, grabbing the sheet and running away with it. "Hey!" Ash yelled, chasing Pikachu.
Pikachu pulled the sheet over his head, and hid in the pantry downstairs. Ash looked around for a few minutes, searching, but he couldn't find Pikachu. "Where are you?" He wondered, pulling open a drawer. Pikachu burst out of the pantry, landed on top of Ash's head, and began screeching.
Ash screamed, rather girlishly, and grabbed at his head to get... Whatever had landed on his head off. Pikachu jumped down, laughing loudly.
"Pika-pi! Pikachu-chu-pi-pi-pi!" He laughed, pointing at Ash. Ash grumbled.
"Meanie." He pouted. Pikachu patted him on the arm. "I'm just kiddin'! That was awesome! But, I think the Joneses heard us... We'd better close that window." He suggested, reaching out to close it. Pikachu bounded upstairs. "Where are you going, Pikachu?" He asked.
He ran upstairs to find Pikachu sitting in the middle of a mound of blankets, miming to Ash to build with him. Ash chuckled.
"Heh, alright! Let's build a fort!" He said, grabbing a chair from his desk. He quickly propped a bunch of blankets on it, and the two friends got to work on building.
Five minutes later, the two sat underneath a giant fort of blankets, pillows, and sheets and chairs, talking and giggling.
Ash yawned. "Ah, what time is it?" He asked. Pikachu shrugged, pointing to the clock. It read 12:58 AM.
Ash gasped. "Mom's supposed to be back by 1! We're doomed!" He wailed. Pikachu gave him a look that clearly read- Dude, we're two dude who can clean faster than Misty can drag Brock away from girls. We've got this.
Ash quickly caught on. "Alright, you take down the sheets and make the bed, and I'll clean up the chairs. We've got about 5 minutes. Let's go!" He yelled, grabbing the backs of two chairs. The fort collapsed, and Pikachu wiggled his way out from under the sheets, and grabbed one of them to begin pulling it onto the bed. He heard Ash downstairs, quickly pulling the chairs back into the dining room and to the table.
Ash raced back upstairs just as Pikachu pulled the last sheet onto the bed, and set a pillow down on top of it. Ash quickly grabbed his blue blanket, which was patterned with Squirtles and Poliwags, and set it on top.
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Delia Ketchum walked down the streets of Pallet Town, humming lightly to herself. The research at Professor Oak's had gone really well, and they had finished early, giving them and Tracey time to dine on an Italian meal.
She looked up into the window of her son's room, smiling when she saw the dark window. He was asleep.
Meanwhile, upstairs, Ash pulled the last sheet onto his bed, and climbed in with admirable speed. Pikachu jumped up into the bed, and the two cuddled together.
"I'm glad you're my buddy, Pikachu." Ash mumbled, falling into a deep sleep. Pikachu smiled happily. He was glad too.
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A/N- Hope you liked it, Bluewolfbat! And all the rest of you, too! I had a lot of fun writing it, and I've always thought that Ash and Pikachu would play Super Smash Bros and have competitions and stuff like that...
Anyway, remember to read and review!