You spin around when you hear a warning yowl, coming from a familiar pokémon. Skitty raced inside, and meowed. "Ok, Skittles. Let's see the trouble. I hope it's not that Pichu again!" You added. Skitty meowed urgently and ran off, you right behind.

It turns out it was the Pichu again. The small electric pokémon growled. You looked at Skitty, Skitty returned the look, waiting for a command. "Stay here, Skittles. I'll sort this out."

As you walked away, Skitty meowed. You could've sworn it had said, "Good luck, love."

You didn't turn back. You walked forward, toward the aggressive Pichu who had got your poor Skitty in the pokémon center for a couple hours. It gave a warning growl, but you were not going to fight. "Aggression is never the answer, Pichu." You tell the electric mouse. It was slightly less aggressive.

You came to it, and kneeled so you were nearer to it. "Pichu, will you be my pokémon?" You asked. "You can be here all the time. With Skitty and me, you'll be taken care of. You'll have friends, family even. It won't have to be a constant fight. We can be a team. No fights. No enemies. Just love."

Pichu paused for a moment. It was obviously taken by surprise. Then it nodded. You took a pokéball from your pocket. Pichu went inside. As it appeared in front of you, Skitty came to your side. You were sure of it now. Skitty spoke to you, words you never thought you'd hear from a pokémon.

"I love you."