A Pixy
Cruel?
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- The Great Northern Nation of Canada
- Seen Oct 15, 2023
Kinda of got the basic idea from バクフーン so, hats off to you.
It was a dark and grim day... The sky was dark in a thick overcast. Ash was standing in his backyard looking at the grave of one of his best friends, a friend who has been with him thru thick and thin. He was trying to hold in his tears, but they found a way out. Faster and faster every moment. He had passed away this morning, Ash didn't know why and he didn't want to know or be reminded of it.
'Here lies Pikachu, a friend, a teammate, like a brother'
The actual funeral was hours ago, but Ash continued to just stand there, for three hours on end. And that's when it began to pour, quickly and heavily. It was a seriously depressing thing to look at to be honest. And that's when Ash heard a familiar voice, coming from behind him. Ash turned around to see Misty, carrying an umbrella
"Ash..." Misty said," You have to come in, you'll catch a cold."
"He's gone Misty," Ash said as his voice began to crack," He's gone forever..."
And he just let the tears run down. And that's when Ash felt someone's arms around him,
"It's okay Ash..." She said in a comforting voice," I know your hurt and I am too. But you can't stay out here forever, there are people who care about you."
Ash did not reply, hell, he didn't even seem to show any emotion, he just picked up Misty's hands and took them off of himself, and turned to face Pikachu's grave, and sat down where he once stood. There was a long and depressing silence, which was broken by the crash of lightning," Ash?" She said in a sad tone. Ash did not answer. Misty realized that she couldn't get him to move, reluctantly walked back to the house.
PROLOGUE
It was a dark and grim day... The sky was dark in a thick overcast. Ash was standing in his backyard looking at the grave of one of his best friends, a friend who has been with him thru thick and thin. He was trying to hold in his tears, but they found a way out. Faster and faster every moment. He had passed away this morning, Ash didn't know why and he didn't want to know or be reminded of it.
'Here lies Pikachu, a friend, a teammate, like a brother'
The actual funeral was hours ago, but Ash continued to just stand there, for three hours on end. And that's when it began to pour, quickly and heavily. It was a seriously depressing thing to look at to be honest. And that's when Ash heard a familiar voice, coming from behind him. Ash turned around to see Misty, carrying an umbrella
"Ash..." Misty said," You have to come in, you'll catch a cold."
"He's gone Misty," Ash said as his voice began to crack," He's gone forever..."
And he just let the tears run down. And that's when Ash felt someone's arms around him,
"It's okay Ash..." She said in a comforting voice," I know your hurt and I am too. But you can't stay out here forever, there are people who care about you."
Ash did not reply, hell, he didn't even seem to show any emotion, he just picked up Misty's hands and took them off of himself, and turned to face Pikachu's grave, and sat down where he once stood. There was a long and depressing silence, which was broken by the crash of lightning," Ash?" She said in a sad tone. Ash did not answer. Misty realized that she couldn't get him to move, reluctantly walked back to the house.
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