Pokémon Pikachu's Goodbye Novels & Stories

"Hunter, I was just afraid Natalie didn't like me. I only wanted her to back down for once. I didn't really lose them. I just wanted to scare her…" Hunter shook her off forcefully. "Scare her?" His voice was all hoarse with anger. "Those were the only things her mother left her." Tiffany fell to the floor and crawled back toward him, crying. "I'm sorry, Hunter. I really am." Hunter didn't look at her. He simply gripped the pair of pearl earrings while the image of me standing backstage the night before replayed over and over in his mind. Only now did he understand that the quiet "Fine" I uttered had been a goodbye.

Scarlett’s POV: Michael didn’t reply immediately. I set my phone aside and examined the Pikachu plushie closely. Just then, I noticed a button on Pikachu’s chest. I pressed it. “Hello there, I am Pikachu! Starting today, I can keep you company, Master! You can give me a lovely name! Say my new name three times, and the system will automatically record it! From now on, just say ‘Hello (new name)’ to wake me up!”

After leaving the company, my phone buzzed with messages from Monica. [I'll wait for you at the courthouse tomorrow.] [I arranged for a specialist to treat your mom.] [Once we get our marriage certificates, we'll visit her together.] I laughed bitterly and bid her a silent farewell. 'Goodbye, Monica,' I thought to myself. I took my luggage and went straight to the airport. The next day, while I was already gone, she stood at the entrance of the courthouse, her freshly obtained divorce papers still warm in her hand.

"Why aren't you wearing shoes again? I brought you a strawberry cake." The words were painfully familiar, just as they were three years ago. Jonathan had always liked buying me strawberry cake, and I'd always thrown myself into his arms like this, telling him how much I'd missed him all day. "John, I missed you so much." The words caught him off guard, and his expression froze for a moment, as if he'd slipped into a brief daze. Then, his gaze landed on the scar on my face, and clarity returned instantly. I noticed the change and felt a flicker of mockery surface in my eyes.

"Think that wraps this up? You need a wake-up call, or you'll never learn." He slung an arm around Derek and Morgan, storming out. Since I was a minor without parental consent, the cremation booking evaporated like smoke. Defeated, I slunk home to pack my meager belongings before they could trash them. While I scavenged in solitude, my so-called family was having a good time at the amusement park.

Nicole exclaimed, as Harold also made appropriate noises of elation at the news that Diane had just divulged to them. “Then it’s settled. You’re such a good friend, and I wish you all the best in your studies. I can't wait for you to be done and come back home.” Diane said sadly, hugging Nicole again. She was too emotional at that moment to notice the impatience on Harold’s face or the sneer that crossed Nicole’s face as she hugged her again.

take care", he said and walked out closing the door slowly. "Hey!, Thank God you are all okay now, I was worried", madam Pika said and I faked a smile, "I'm fine", I said and she sat at the edge of the bed, "I thought you wouldn't be able to work tonight, thank goodness you are okay", Madam Pika said and I frowned.

on it . Silently he muttered - "Goodbye Akira" .

I opened it to find an animated sticker—a cute little cat apologizing. I didn’t bother scrolling through the rest of his messages. Taking a deep breath, I pressed delete. Nine years of chat history vanished in an instant. My fingers trembled slightly as I stared at the now blank screen. After steadying myself, I walked out of the airport. My mom had already texted to say they were waiting outside. I couldn’t let them notice anything was wrong. I didn’t want them to worry. I was worried about how I’d find my parents in such a crowded airport, but from a distance, I spotted a large banner that read, “Welcome home, our darling Gina!”

I love you but if this is the way to make you happy, I will let you go. I love you...Goodbye Zik. This is probably the end of a so-called chapter of my life with you. Goodbye Zik, even though I want to beg for you to stay. don't leave me Zik. "Zik... Don't leave me, Huhu!" I whispered as my tears continued to flow. While I was seizing the pain and drama of my separation with Zik I felt a soft pat on my face. ~D R E A M E N D E D~