Ash's Epiphany
Ash was walking Pikachu along the river bank one fine day with the sun out and the Pidgies chirping in the trees. It was a lovely day and warm and nice.
"Oh Pikachu. It's such a nice day out. I love walking when it's so nice like this. It makes me feel alive," said Ash relishing the sun on his pale greasy skin. "I was thinking Pikachu. About everything. About all these years I spent training you and Pokemon to fight in these battles. And for what? A shiny piece of plastic every time."
Ash sat down and Pikachu climbed his shoulder and sat too. Ash petted him on the head.
"Pikachu," said Pikachu.
"I'm sorry Pikachu," Ash said and began to sob quietly. "I've wasted so many years of my life doing this nonsense."
"Pikachu," said Pikachu and patted Ash on the back.
Ash took out all his Pokeballs and pressed the buttons and threw them.
"COME OUT EVERYBODY!" he screamed.
All the Pokemons he had ever collected and battled came out from the red lights out of the Pokeballs. They all stood before their master who was still sobbing.
"You are all free. I have decided never to battle Pokemon ever again. I hate this fucking world so much!" Ash screamed. He threw his Pokeballs into the water.
The Pokemon all made their Pokemon noises and it sounded like cheering. Then they ran off, finally fee.
Pikachu looked up at Ash.
"Pikachu?" said Pikachu with tears in its eyes.
Ash looked down at his Pikachu and smiled.
"Sorry. Not you buddy. You're worth a fuck of a lot of money," said Ash and quickly clipped the choke collar around Pikachu's neck and began dragging the struggling rodent back down the road as it cried.
The End