(Ash POV)
Tomorrow's the day! Tomorrow's the day I finally turn ten and get to go on my Pokemon adventure! Without Memma!

Honestly, sometimes I hate her. Seriously, you would too if you had to live with her Mew Games every day. Sometimes they hurt pretty badly. Trust me, even though Mew's amazing and all, you would not want her to be your Memma. Not at all!

Bet you feel jealous. She's outgoing, and I practically spend my life in freedom.

That was sarcasm.

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Today's going to be a busy day. First I somehow have to get out of the house without Memma noticing.

That's - pretty much impossible.

It's almost like she has security cameras up in every room. Obviously, she doesn't, she likes using her moves and psychic stuff. I can't be bothered to use the proper terms; even though Memma would tell me off for not using them.

She uses her psychic moves to make sure that I'm in her room - basically checking if there is a living thing in the house. The amount of times that I've forgotten about that and faced her wrath... well, it isn't fun.

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Phew, did it! Escaped without Memma noticing.

Wow, I make my house sound like prison, don't I?

I don't mean to, I just hate the rules. It goes something like this...

• Brush your teeth three times before bed

• Brush your teeth three times when you wake

• If I'm not there in the morning, don't get out of bed

• Wake up before ten (seven on schooldays)

• At half ten be ready outside for a game

• Never go out at dark

• Never go out without adult supervision (AKA me)

The list goes on. And on. And on. She's just too overprotective! Then again, at least I'm not ordinary. If I was, life would be way weirder. And isn't it supposed to mean the opposite of weird?

Oh shoot! I'm late! I quickly grab clothes from anywhere in my room, shove them on, and run as fast as I can out of my house.

I continue, beginning to sprint towards Professor Oak's lab. I see a group of people walking away, so I quickly sneak into the lab.

"Oh, Ash, I see you came after all. Is your aunt with you?" Professor Oak asked. I shook my head.

"No, she isn't. Am I too late, Professor? Can I still get a Pokemon?" I beg.

He stared at me for a little while (probably about five minutes, whenever he stares at me the world seems to stop, it's weird), before resignedly nodding.

"Fine, but there's only one left. He is a bit dangerous, your aunt wouldn't appreciate me giving him to you, but he's all I've got. Get ready, Ash, for you're in for a journey of a lifetime with this dangerous fellow. Come on out!" he yells enthusiastically.

I eagerly awaited the arrival of the Pokemon. I was expecting one that was at least two sizes bigger than me.

Of course, what I expect doesn't usually happen. It was a Pikachu. A Pikachu! I think Professor Oak's gone mad, thinking that this cute little fella can hurt anybody.

Of course, I'm always wrong. Whenever I think that something can't go wrong, it does go wrong. Isn't that a book, or something? Isn't it supposed to only happen in books and movies?

Pikachu just electrocuted me. And it hurt. A lot! Why does he hate me! I suppose I'll just have to ask him. I thank Professor Oak - no idea why, Pikachu is a shocker - and leave the centre.

I take Pikachu to a far off area - thank god I remembered to pack string and rubber gloves. I start speaking to him.

"Pikachu, why are you electrocuting me? I didn't do anything wrong! I swear I didn't!" I exclaim, knowing that he's gonna reply and think that U can't understand him.

"Mmmhmm. You did. You chose me. I didn't want to be chosen! I'm definitely not going to do anything you want me to do, I don't follow orders like that!" Pikachu answered.

"Fine, Pikachu, be like that. Not like I care anyway," I cooly reply to him.

"Huh, you understand me? I bet it's just a fake, a lucky guess! Still not helping you, you know," Pikachu calmly retorted.

Thought he would be shocked. I guess some things don't happen your way. Should've already knew that from when I picked Pikachu in the first place though!

Well, I better start trying to catch Pokemon. And if Pikachu doesn't agree with me along the way, well, more fun for me then, right? Yay...

Well, that was fun! Editing, yay, my pride and joy. That was sarcasm, by the way. Love it. I hope you don't mind that I'm redoing these chapters by the way! I personally think that their better, and they don't take up my time that much at all! Bye!

- RomioneAndHinny