ASH'S POV

I was trying my hardest to keep up with what was going on. Pika and Pop were old lovers that's flame never burned out. I couldn't figure out much else.

    When Pika hugged me, it was as if the whole world didn't exist. He was, in a sense, my child. I loved him, and I never thought........... HE WOULD BE TALLER THAN ME!!!

     "Ash, can we go home?" Pika asked. I laughed. Pika always was a homebody...

    "Sure, Pika. Let's go home," I replied. He was my little man, even if he was about three inches taller than me!

    Mom picked us up in her car. She kinda seemed out of it. Was she okay? Her eyeliner was running, but I had a feeling that had to do with crying. I wasn't going to bring it up in front of everyone.

~~Time Skip cause a car ride is boring and awkward!!!~~

   Misty went home after dinner and Brock inclosed himself in his bedroom.

     "Ash, Pika, I'll sleep on the couch," Willow offered. She told everyone, except for Pika, to call her Willow instead of Pop.

    "Whatever you want," I said, too tired to argue.

     "Ash, I wanna sleep with Poppy," Pika claimed, sounding rather childish in the process.

     "Okay, Pika," I answered, trying desperately to hide the keep the hurt I was feeling from showing up in my voice.

     That was the first time I slept alone since I had caught Pika.

    You know what?

    I hated it.

HIYA MY BEAUTIFUL CRAZIES!!!!! It's almost Valentines day and that's just another day to remind me of how unsuccessful in the romantic world I am......

Anyhoo, I'm sorry I haven't updated this story in forever. I know it's really badly set up this chapter, but I'm still figuring out how I want Ash's PERSONALITY to shine through.

Happy freaking Valentines Day....
I have said this so many times, it ain't even funny.......

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