The many, many Pikachu all shouted and hollered at Skye, their ears and tails raised. It must have been fairly deafening to be in the thick of it.
In the hoard of bright yellow, brown and red; a single Pikachu slowly started making it’s way through the crowd. When the huge family of Pikachu slowly parted for it, Chu stood back up with ears bent downward. Slowly, Skye turned around to follow his Pokemon’s line of sight. Oh…
“Pika…” Skye sighed at the approaching Pikachu. It was Pika. Yeah, her name was Pika. Sure, she hadn’t the most impressive name, but Skye had named her when he was only four years old. The Pikachu was his first Pokémon and the one that…oh, come on, Pika. Really?
The Pikachu finally came into the open and sat beside her son. She frowned up at Skye with a very sad look in her eyes.
“Pika-pi…” Pika squeaked weakly, her claws gently scratching at the small scar on her right forearm. “Pi…”
Underneath the Altaria, Rebecca mumbled a curse before wedging her head out from under the large Flying type. She glanced at the Pikachu and looked sympathetic.
“Ah… hey…”
The champion kept her voice quiet, not wanting to startle the Pikachu.
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