The Pikachu Diaries have returned for a new generation!
Rather than resume Johto, I decided to go in order, starting from Kanto. Enjoy!
A Heart So True: Pikachu's Kanto Diaries
Current mood: bored
Current location: Prof. Oak's lab
Yawn...another beautiful day in Pallet Town. Yet, here I am, bored out of my mind while the professor interacts with the other Pokemon. At least it's better than that cramped Poke Ball...the professor will let me stay out if I behave myself, so I always try to be on my best behavior. Thankfully, I've found this diary stashed in a drawer; no one has ever written in it, so I will call it my own so I can write in it.
I heard the professor tell some of the other Pokemon that they were getting owners tomorrow, when all the new trainers begin their journeys. Having an owner sounds exciting--traveling around, fighting for Gym Badges, meeting new people, and the glory and honor you get if you win! It all sounds so glamorous--but at this rate, it seems that I'm destined to sit here on the countertop by the window and write...
If I ever do get an owner, I'll take this diary with me and document all that happens on my adventures...so here begins the book of Pikachu, Pokemon #025, on his Kanto journey.
The professor's coming to give me a bath, so I'll close for today.
Current mood: battered
Current location: Viridian City Pokemon Center
I'm recovering here in the Viridian City Pokemon Center this evening with Ash, my new owner. We started out on rough terms, but judging from how determined he was to get me here, I don't think he'll be too bad of an owner--even if he has a lot to learn about being a good trainer. Right now, he's stroking me to soothe the pain from all the Spearow wounds I got this afternoon. His hands feel very soft...no wonder the other Pokemon say getting petted by a human is the best feeling in the world.
How did I get battered like this to begin with, you ask? It began this morning, when all the new trainers began arriving. Try as I might to look my nicest, nobody wanted to choose me.
Just as I was about to give up hope, I heard the cries of a boy begging for a Pokemon. I couldn't resist laughing at the boy as he pleaded with the professor--his already messy black hair was now sticking in at least twelve different directions. Not only that, but he was also wearing his night clothes; a sign that he had probably slept in too late last night.
Then, the professor showed me to the boy. He looked interested in me, so the professor let him hear my Pokedex information:
"Pikachu, the mouse Pokemon. He stores electricity in the electric sacs on his cheeks. When he releases pent-up energy in a burst, the electric power is equal to a lightning bolt."
The boy decided to pick me up and squeeze me hard--so naturally, I gave him and the professor a good shock as a warning that I wouldn't tolerate being squeezed like that, even if it was a form of greeting. I learned that my new owner's name was Ash--he was a little angry about me shocking him, so after we departed Pallet, he tied me up in a rope and began dragging me along the path. As I slid and bonked my head on the rocks in the road, I was beginning to wonder if having an owner was as great as I was told it was--judging from how Ash was dragging me along, he didn't seem too happy about my being there. I guess he was still mad about my shocking him back at the lab.
As we came to a stream, Ash decided to untie me--so I scampered up a tree! Ash tried to coax me down, but I was having fun making silly faces at him. I was still taunting him when a Pidgey passed by, prompting Ash to consult Dexter, his Pokedex:
"Pidgey, the tiny bird Pokemon. He rapidly flaps its wings in the grass, stirring up a dust cloud that drives insect prey out in the open."
Eager to catch a Pokemon, I watched as Ash hurled a Poke Ball at the Pidgey, but the Pidgey broke free and flew away! Dexter informed him taht he had to use his own Pokemon to battle another, but I was too busy laughing over his shocked face as he asked Dexter "Are you saying I'm stupid?" I nearly fell out of the tree laughing!
Ash must've been angry at both Dexter's and my taunting, so he started hurling rocks into the grass--and angered a Spearow flock! The Spearows thought I was the one taunting them, so they started to peck me! Ash grabbed me and tucked me in his arms as he fled from the Spearows. We ran as fast as we could until we came to a waterfall--so we jumped in the water to escape.
We drifted along for a while, until Ash spotted a fishing line floating in the water, so he grabbed it in hopes we would be fished out.
The angler that did fish us out was a girl named Misty--she must've come here to fish judging from all the tackle lying by her bike. I mustered a weak smile as a few wisps of her firey orange hair brushed against me--at least she knew how to care for a Pokemon.
Misty told us to head towards the Pokemon Center in Viridian, but before we could start that way, Ash heard the squawks of the Spearow, so he "borrowed" Misty's bike in an attempt to outrun them!
It started to storm as we hurried towards the city, and before long; the Spearows had us cornered! Ash ordered me back inside the Poke Ball--he was going to sacrifice himself for the Spearows so that I would live. I was shocked--Ash loved me that much; even after he had treated me rough at first, to die for me? I wasn't going to let him die, because I sensed that if he really did love me, he would protect me; so I took it upon myself to protect him in return.
With that, I unleashed a huge Thunderbolt to scare the Spearows away (shocking everything else in the vicinity as well). When the skies cleared, Ash opened his eyes (he had closed them in preparation for the end, I guess) to see that he and I were safe, albeit a little battered. He hugged me with joy, and I kissed him on the cheek as an apology for my behavior earlier.
Just then, a golden glint caught Ash's interest, and the rainbow bird--Ho-oh--flew over us as we walked into the city. I had heard the Professor say that Ho'oh appeared to those destined to be a Pokemon Master or Mistress--so was Ash due to become the next Master?
At any rate, he's got a ways to go before that dream comes true...now he's singing softly in an attempt to calm me down....he does have a nice voice for a young human...
It's getting late, and the pain's beginning to worsen, so I'll close for tonight--maybe tomorrow I'll feel better.