VI. Obsession

I have always been my trainer's favorite.

I was his very first Pokémon, his very first ally. I'll admit that I wasn't thrilled in the beginning; in fact, I disliked him quite a bit.

He was inexperienced, naïve, and foolish (still is, if you ask me).

But you could say are gifts as well as curses, since that's what made him protect me. I mean, who else is dumb enough to try and stop a bloodthirsty flock of Spearow just by holding out his arms.

So I decided to save him.

From then on we've been inseparable, traveling across five different regions together.

It's no wonder we've grown so close.

Of course, there have been minor bumps in our relationships.

Number is one the other Pokémon.

Whenever it seems he's getting too close for my liking I find ways to put some distance between them.

When Pidgeot became a bother, I shocked him every night until he (gratefully) left with that flock.

Or Charizard, whom I convinced would become 'so mighty' if he trained at Charicifc Valley.

Then there was that stowaway Aipom. She was a bit of trouble, even after she was traded, so I threatened and cajoled her into joining the ping pong team.

My next issue is the many humans around him.

They can be quite niggling, but I am fully capable of handling most situations effortlessly.

Brock, Cilan, and Max are fine. After all, no homo.

Iris sometimes looks down on him, so she isn't much of an obstacle.

Dawn was like a puppy; cheerful and easily distracted. Her crush didn't last long (especially after she met Paul).

Misty, however, needed to be treated with delicacy. Her infatuation was indeed powerful, but I am stronger than she. By keeping her amused with me and Togepi, she never had a chance.

Unfortunately, a certain Coordinator has been a thorn in my side for far too long.

May reminds me of a less foolish, female version of Ash, which is probably the reason they are 'in love.'

I was secretly hoping Drew would whisk her off her feet, but alas, it was a dream spoiled in its infancy.

It's painfully obvious to me that May likes him, but the poor girl is too shy to say anything (plus, she is far away from Unova, and who knows what could happen). If this was all there was to it, I wouldn't be worried.

But I am.

Because only two nights ago, Ash confessed.

He said he loved her, that he loved her for some time.

Oh, Ash.

Beautiful, beautiful Ash.

You just unwittingly signed her death sentence. For next time we meet,

Her orange shirt will be red.