You wake up to the sound of static and voices. All around you, people are talking. You slowly open your eyes... Not a person around, just a bunch of Pikachus... That talk like people.
You quickly get up and look around. You're smack dab in the center of a group of Pikachus dancing and mingling with eachother. You wonder why they haven't aproached you yet. Then you realize.
You look at your body. It's covered in yellow fur, and you're small! Not to mention the lightning bolt tail coming from your back. You grab your tall ears and whine. "I don't want to be a Pikachu!!" You cry out loud. Everyone notices, but only one comes up to you.
"Heh, calm down pal." A Pikachu comes up and starts talking casually with you. "If you don't want to be a Pikchu just evolve! The Thunderstone is in the big rock over there!"
You look over. Theres a hole in a rock with something in it. "That's not really what I meant..." you sigh at your new friend.
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