Leaping Into The Shadows

Pikachu Is Right Again

Pikachu leans against me, trying to steal some of my warmth. "Back off buster" I joke, teeth chattering. I very much wish for her warmth, as a matter of fact. There's a heavy wind. It comes through strong, even with the trees. The night was cold and my teeth were chattering. Both me and Pikachu had wondered off to go explore near the borders outside of the forest. I can't imagine what it's like for Pokemon who live outside with no way to defend themselves and no way to catch their own pray. But we need to keep moving. The sun's already setting and we are completely lost.

"It's all my fault"I sigh, putting my paw on hers. She stops and turns to stare at me with her calm gaze.

"Your fault for what? For convincing me that it was a good idea to sneak out of camp? Because if your referring to that, then yes, it is your fault" Pikachu mutters, with a soft sigh and a small glair at me.

"Yeah, it kind of is. But we're in this together, and what's done is done. But I am NEVER sneaking out of camp, especially with you little weasel again, you hear me Glameow?" I laugh.

"You're right, it is my fault. But I'm not a weasel" I frown, but of course she knows it's a joking frown.

"Hey, Glameow, where are we anyway?" Pikachu asked, scanning the area with her sharp red-brown eyes. I sighed and rolled my eyes at my friend in playful exasperation.

"I don't know Pikachu, but I think it's going to rain soon." I muttered quietly, as I looked up at the sky. Pikachu, or Spark, sighed and huffed as we began to run trying to find a shelter to stay in for the night.

"UGH! I hate the rain! It's so cold and the water makes my pelt fluff out and stick to my sides!" I complained, as Pikachu looks back at me.

"Oh, and Sparks?" I call out silently, my voice tensing a little bit at the end as I watch her chocolate-brown eyes shift away from the darkening sky and toward my nervous, yet intense, ocean-blue orbs. "You forgot a certain minor little detail about your almost magnate-like pull you have toward lightning." Was all I said in response to her questioning look she tossed my way.

Her shoulders tensed a little at my bluntness in which I said those words, but I knew that what I had spoken allowed was nothing but the truth.

"Oh, right. My Lightning rod ability I was born with." She mumbled with a hint of bitterness in her tone. "It's only raining at the moment - but I would rather not be out in this weather if lightning is also on the horizon."

I nodded my head sharply, water-blue eyes narrowing in deep thought and an occasional anxious twitch of my whiskers. "Good thinking Sparks!" I quietly mewed, small smile on my face as I met her own thoughtful gaze. "We'd better bolt on outta here before the storm gets any worse."

"Well, what are we standing around here for?" Pikachu all but shrieked. "C'mon, Glameow! Let's get out of this rain and find ourselves a good, non-dampened, safe spot we can seek shelter in for the night until morning."

"I don't really mind rain. But it's getting hard to see anything anyways, so we should find a place to sleep for the night." Pikachu replied, as we continued to run.

"Well your not a cat, you're an electric mouse. You can handle being in storms" I muttered, as my eyes became slitted at the continuous downpour of rain that soaked through my pelt.

I had been the one who found Pikachy. I brought her back to camp and helped her recover, and me and Pikachu have been best friends ever since.

Pikachu and me are almost complete opposites, but absolutely inseparable. She's smart and enjoys herbs, with gentle words. Though, don't be too quick to judge her, because she's blunt and head on. I, am, however, much more evasive.