I finally ended Arc Three, because it was dragging on. This Arc is going to be full of dialog, so sorry you fans of action and things getting beat up. But character development is importent too, right.

Flame sets out to put things right with Pika, after being told something he really didn't see coming.

Comment as usual.

PS. I actually have reacted the same way that Flame did in a similar situation.

Story Arc Four: Fixing Things

Episode Thirty-Eight: Pika

"She likes you, Flame. You do realise that?" Mew said, watching Pika sobbing.

"I like her too, she is a good friend," I said.

"Thats not what I meant."

"Then what did you?" I started to say before my brain figured it out, "oh. Oh! Whoa." My brain had gone into lockdown mode again

"Yes, now can you please respond in actuall words instead of sound effects?" Mew sighed.

"One moment please," I replied before walking away and headbutting a tree.

"I'd ask why you did that, but I don't think I want to know," came the comment from the pink cat, while I shook my head to clear it.

"I really did not need to be told that!" I yelled at Mew.

"I know, but it does explain why she was upset. Well, still is upset."

"I don't care! I have enough bloody problems as it is," I yelled, waving my arms around like a looney.

"Yes, your apparent lack of sanity for one. Now calm down before you injure yourself here too," Mew calmly replied.

It took me a few minutes but eventually I managed to lower my heart rate and breathing to normal.

"See, much better. Just be thankfull I didn't reveal a few other facts about Pika and the rest of your friends, that one was just the tip of the iceburg."

"And? It was still a bad mental image."

"It was a bad literall image. That is the one time I regret having this Big Brother style survialance."

"What?" I said, scared for my life.

"Never mind. Wrong time, wrong dimension."

I decided to leave it at that, mainly because I was too confused. I walked back over to the pool and plonked myself down next to Mew.

"So, why are we spying on everyone?"

"Because, it is something to do. That and you did want to give them one last messege, didn't you?"

"Yeah, but how does this help?" I asked, wondering where this was going.

"This little dohicky works both ways if I want it too. So you can effectivly have a conversation through it. So you can actually apolagise to Pika, in person."

The idea was a good one, but I was still cautious. Mew noticed and grinned, "don't worry. It'll only be an illusion so she can't kill you."

"That wasn't what I was worried about, but thanks. Lets get this over with," I said, working myself up for the impending second take of the emotional moment.

Suddenly, I found myself standing behind Pika. Well, I say standing but I was floating just off of the floor. Also, I could actually see through my paw. However, I wasn't here to look through myself and I focused on the task at hand.

"Could you stop with the crying? It's making my head hurt."

Pika shot to her feet and spun round, eyes nearly popping out of her head as she spotted me.

"Flame? What the heck are you doing here?"

"Oh I dunno, just decided to float here for no apparent reason," I said, sarcasticaly.

"Are you a ghost?" Pika asked, I could see the fear in her eyes.

"Apparently not, although I may be soon. Anyway, I just wanted to say that I don't hold anything against you for the time you nearly killed me because of that Hypno."

The tears began again, the sight of them almost made me cringe.

"But it's my fault that you got caught, if I'd been faster," Pika started before deterioating completely into sobs.

"Well, I payed them back for that by pretty much destroying their operation. So cheer up and, for my sake, go back to the others," I said, trying to cheer her up. It didn't work.

So I went with the more agressive approach.

"Damnit Pika! Pull yourself together and go help them try and save my bloody life. How are you supposed to have feelings for me if I'm a corpse?"

"What? How did you?" Pika stammered. Well, I'd stopped the crying and moved onto something just as awkward

"It's amazing what a little hallucination can tell you. Anyway, I may not feel the same right now. But how am I ever going to change that if I die?" I said, with a slight chuckle.

She stood up and dusted herself off before nodding, "you're right. We'll finish this after I save your sorry butt."

"I look forward too it," I laughed as she ran off. Just as she vanished from my sight, Scyther appeared.

"Pika went that'way," I said, pointing after her.

"Scyther thanks floating transparant Charmander," Scyther said as he began to set off after her before stopping and turning back to me.

"Flame?" He asked, through widened eyes.

"Last time I checked. Don't worry, this is mearly an illusion. I'm still alive, apparently. I apolagise for sending you on this errand and then doing it myself."

"Scyther is kinda glad. Scyther was not enjoying the thought of speaking to a volitile Pika," Scyther laughed.

"You're telling me. She took it fairly well. Now you might want to get back to the others, I'm pretty sure they could use your help," I said.

Scyther nodded and shot off after Pika, I watched them go and nodded to myself.

"Okay Mew, all done here," I said, and found myself standing back in the fake clearing once more.

"Kinda takes you by suprise, doesn't it?" Mew asked, from his place on a tree branch.

"Yeah. Well that is that mess dealt with."

"You did pretty well, could have done better but it was good. For a first attempt," Mew said, leaping down and walking over to the pool again, "Scout's turn, methinks."