Evolving brings new power, raised skills…and new problems
It had been 3 whole weeks since he had evolved and broke Dialga’s curse. It was just a few days ago when the first human had crossed over and had tried to capture a pokemon…and failed miserably. The human trainer was weak, having only a weedle and a caterpie as his pokemon, but the pokemon who had lived separated from humans for so long knew that it was only a matter of time before the humans would come back. Like all main problems, some were happy about this and some were furious…but everyone agreed that life would be different.
Now, Pichu was downright tired, frustrated, and gloomy. He was in his room alone, moping on his bed. The reason why Pichu, now evolved into a pikachu, was so tired was that he had spent the last few weeks training…training his nose. Being evolved, his nose was now bigger, had larger nostrils, and his speed was very much improved. His electricity was more controllable and he didn’t hurt himself when he used his electric attacks anymore…but his nose was the problem.
His nose had become unruly. Basically, his nose was more sensitive to pretty much everything…his sense of smell had improved, and with this new nose he had, which was so similar and yet so different than his pichu nose, it was much more…easily irritated. It also reacted much more forcefully to even the smallest tickle, where a single speck of dust or a swish of a feather could now cause him to sneeze. Pichu hated this feeling of hopelessness…he had lost all the previous control that he had for years over his nose in just a blink of an eye when he evolved.
He discovered how unruly, sensitive, and disruptive his nose was when he went outside his home for the first time since the fight with Machoke and Hypno. That was when he tried out his new impressive speed. He had zipped through the field outside his home in no time at all, and he traveled 5 miles in only 10 minutes with his new endurance and speed. When he stopped, he was out in a clearing of tall grass, with the sun brightly shining and the sky was so clear it almost felt like you could draw on it. Pichu felt happy, took a deep sniff through his nose…and his eyes jolted wide in shock.
Everything smelled so much clearer! He could smell everything around him, and it felt so…weird. Taking another sniff, he was astounded at how much he could smell…but unfortunately that sniff made him suck in a faint trace of the dust he had caused by running here. Even though the dust disappeared from his eyesight, there were still small specks of dust swirling all around him, and his nostrils reacted to them.
The sharp tickle that rose from within his nose was shocking to him. Normally this kind of tickle only happened when he smelled dandelions, or sniffed up pepper…but definitely not this! Sniffling, his nostrils flared up to where they widened almost twice their normal size…and that was just the first sniffle. Clamping down on his nose with both hands, he felt the tickle spread around in his nose instead of going away. His nose shook, making his hands shake along with it. If this was just a small tickle, what would a really strong tickle do to him? Pichu realized this just as he felt the tickle spike, making his nose scrunch while within his hands. His breath tried to hitch, and it did…sort of. His hands made his hitched breath sound way different than normal, but his body still swelled up a little.
Pichu felt his nose scrunch more, and he felt his nose wriggle, trying desperately to escape his hands. Pichu tried to clamp down harder, but the tickle refused to die down. The sneeze eventually made his nose move so much Pichu’s hands got exhausted from trying to fight it…he surrendered as he let his hands let go of his face. Immediately his nostrils flared up as the wind got sucked into his desperate nose.
“HAAA…HAATCHO!” Pichu was shocked as he felt his electricity flow around him…but it wasn’t anything compared to his unstable massive explosions of electricity he had as a pichu. Grinning, he felt like he had no reason to fear his sneezes anymore. Taking another sniff, he felt his nose tickle again. Rather than try to fight it, he simply sneezed. “Hatchoo!” The sneeze was way smaller than his last one, but Pichu felt the electricity that was expelled from his body increase.
Realizing how dangerous this could be if he sneezed in a huge fit, Pichu felt worried again. He’d have to train…make sure he could tame this new nose…unfortunately, that was why Pichu was so tired now. He had spent every day from that day on going out and running. He hadn’t even purposely tickled his nose with anything yet, and his nose was still out of his control! He determined he wouldn’t see Ralts until he had successfully held in a sneeze…and he had tried everything to do so. Clamping his nose, holding his breath entirely, covering his face with a string shot attack that an irritated bug did, nothing worked! He felt ready to just plain give up.
Pikachu, his mother, was getting worried. She had never seen her son so gloomy before. It was like he had changed too much…she was sort of excited now that her son was the same pokemon as she was, but she was also sad. That meant that he was growing up…even though he was still only 10, almost 11 now, he had made her extremely proud. However, it didn’t take her mother instincts to know something was bothering Pichu…he had been in his room for a whole day now. He didn’t even shout for joy when she knocked on his door and told him that his favorite food was ready! She decided it was time to find out what was going on.
Meanwhile, as Pikachu was going into Pichu’s room, Ralts was trying to decide what to do as well. She hadn’t seen her best friend ever since he evolved, and she was worried that he now wouldn’t want to be with her because she wasn’t the same level of pokemon as he was. A ralts evolves into a kirlia and then into a gardevoir or gallade, just like a pichu evolves into a pikachu and a raichu. Shaking her head, she shook off those feelings. Pichu wasn’t that kind of pokemon. She would stick by his side no matter what, and Pichu would do the same for her…her smarts then took over. She realized that being evolved must be different and needed time to get used to. She laughed to herself, embarrassed to think badly of her friend. She would give him all the time he needed to get used to his new body and power! Happy now, Ralts looked to the sky, tilting her head up so her eyes would be able to see the blue sky past her green hair covering her eyes, and wondered what Pichu was doing right now…
Right now, Pichu was trying to avoid his mom. His sharper sense of smell told him that she was coming, and Pichu was about close to tears by being so frustrated. He wanted to say something, but his nose began to itch again. Why was his nose so sensitive? Rubbing his nose, he felt his nostrils flare up. Twitches followed by rumbling scrunches soon followed. He held back his sneeze for 30 seconds, his nose moving and his nostrils flaring in and out faster and faster until he refused to fight it any longer. “Ha…HAA…”
Pikachu opened the door right as Pichu sneezed, and she felt the electricity spark around the room. When she saw Pichu’s nose, she instantly knew what was wrong. His whole nose had a pink color from being rubbed so much, and in reality, because he had been using his hands to try and hold in his sneezes these past few weeks actually was making his nose more sensitive to not just dust and random particles in the air, but just a breeze that tickled his nostrils could now start a sneeze. That was how bad his nose was…and Pikachu recognized this.
She remembered a time when she evolved. She was 14 when she evolved, and she just now was remembering how badly her nose was. She recalled 2 whole months of her nose causing her grief; she would have long sneezing fits almost every day during those 2 months. She knew now why Pichu was so gloomy and sad. To go from having almost complete control over your nose to having no control at all must’ve been way harder for him to deal with than it was for her.
Pichu’s eyes grew big and sad, seeing his mom look at him in sympathy, he ran up to her and started to cry. The 2 weeks of frustration and failed attempts all rushed up to him. He didn’t care that he was suppose to be emotionally tougher now that he was evolved, he just wanted to sit there and let all of his emotions be let out.
Pikachu patted her son on the back (even though they were both pikachus, his mom was just a few millimeters taller and was a little bit bigger than he was) and allowed him to let his stress and fear all rush out. Ralts, being the feeling pokemon, didn’t know what was wrong, but she felt a huge flow of sadness overwhelm her. She herself felt like crying…what just happened? Glancing at her own mom, who was busy talking to someone begging to help them by using future sight, Ralts decided to use teleport and see for herself what was going on. Whatever the case, it involved her best friend, and he wasn’t all right like she originally thought. Teleporting to Kecleon’s shop first, she got prepared…when friends with the only electric pokemon in the entire region, it helps to get some berries that cure paralysis…
Meanwhile, Pichu had finally stopped crying. “Sniff…thanks mom…I needed that.” Wiping the last tears from his eyes, he did feel better, but he was still gloomy. “How can I do anything? If I go outside, anything can tickle my nose…mom, you have no idea. I know I’m more powerful and faster than ever before, but my nose is too…I don’t know what to do…” Sighing, he curled up in a ball and fell asleep. Pikachu also sighed, happy that her son was able to tell her what was wrong.
Gently closing the door, Pikachu went to her own room and started to cry. She knew exactly how Pichu felt…she had lived through that experience before. Suddenly she stopped crying. She HAD lived through this before! She could help him!! She grinned and got a couple of things. She could help Pichu train again, because she already knew what he was allergic to, all what she had to do was build him up, just like the times before! So simple and yet so brilliant! Unfortunately, she had forgotten what Pichu said…even the smallest tickle from something he wasn’t even remotely allergic to caused him to sneeze…as Pikachu was gathering a few of Pichu’s allergens outside, Ralts had teleported a few feet away from her.
“AH! Oh, Mrs. Pikachu, hi! I…felt something.” Ralts blushed and turned her helmet hair to cover her face so Pikachu wouldn’t see her blush. Pikachu figured it was Ralt’s psychic abilities and not her natural instincts that led Ralts here.
“Glad you’re here Ralts. Could you help me find some dandelions? They’re the only thing I haven’t found yet.” Ralts gave a small gasp and wondered why Pikachu would do that. She knew Pichu was allergic to them!
“Uh…don’t you think that’s a bad idea? I mean…”
“It would, but Pichu needs to be trained again. His nose is so different for him now that he has lost complete control of his sneezing.” Seeing Ralts take a step back, Pikachu grinned. “He’s now just like me…his sneezing isn’t unstably dangerous, but it’s still powerful. He still releases electricity, but it isn’t overwhelming…mostly. Listen, I need you to watch from a distance. Pichu and I are going to train…the only way I was able to…”
Pikachu stopped talking, too embarrassed to say what she had done earlier in her life. The only way she was able to stop sneezing was by a complete accident…she had fallen into something she was allergic to and had fought with her sneeze until she could almost control it…but then it exploded from her. Because she had fought against that powerful tickle for so long, it toughened up her will enough so normal tickles weren’t so devastating to her nose.
Ralts was thinking. Her friend was having trouble with his nose? She wondered what could possibly be wrong with him…her smart mind pieced together that perhaps evolving was the problem…but if this were the case…”Mrs. Pikachu, I…I don’t think that’s a good idea. I think you should start smaller than that…if you overwhelm his nose like I did to him earlier, he will have no chance of stopping a sneezing fit. I know where some dandelions are…but please don’t do anything too rash.” Worry was in her voice, and Pikachu realized that she was going too fast on this, but she was determined to make her son stronger with controlling his sneezes.
“You are right Ralts. I’m just a little bit anxious.” Ralt’s eyes widened as she began to think of what could happen to Pichu…she had already experienced the effects of his sneezes already in her life, so she knew exactly how dangerous they could be…but as she thought more, she realized she had never once seen Pikachu sneeze before. Was it any different than a pichu’s normal sneezes? Ralts had a mix of feelings, one was an odd feeling of excitement that she couldn’t explain, but the others were more reasonable: fear, nervousness, and curiosity.
Nodding her head, Ralts teleported away to a field that she knew had dandelions. She laughed as a breeze scattered hundreds of seeds into the air, some tickling her body as they blew on her body. Taking a dozen full dandelions, she used confusion to keep the seeds from scattering as she picked the flowers up. She used teleport again and was very careful to continue to focus her confusion attack on those flowers so they wouldn’t lose the seeds.
She gently settled the flowers down on the ground so the wind wouldn’t blow away the seeds and she watched from the open window of Pichu’s room what was going on. Pikachu saw Ralts looking about 10 feet from the window and noticed that the obedient friend had done what she had asked her to do. Taking a precautionary breath, Pikachu decided to follow Ralt’s advice and begin with something small…a single long pigeotto feather.
Pikachu had been clever, she knew that her son’s natural sleepiness would make his nose less active, but she knew from personal experience that the nose was entirely capable of sneezing while that person was sleeping. Pikachu let the long feather just barely touch the side of his nose with the very tip of the feather. She then gently moved the feather in a tiny circle right on that spot.
Pikachu was surprised as almost immediately she could see Pichu’s nose start to move. That single spot almost looked like water as it sent waves and ripples around where Pikachu had tickled the nose. She realized just how sensitive his nose had become…still, she had to continue. Taking the feather and moving it in a straight line across his nose, his nose was wriggling in his sleep, desperately trying to get rid of the itchy sensation. She hadn’t even gone inside the nostril yet and his whole nose was going crazy!
Pikachu only had second thoughts about this for only a second, but she was going to make Pichu train and that’s what she will do whether his nose likes it or not. Ralts didn’t have good enough eyesight to see exactly how much Pichu’s nose was moving, but even from her distance she could see his nose moving.
“Hah…” Pichu’s tiny gasp of breath happened right in the thick of his sleep. Pikachu knew this wasn’t good. If he was this sensitive now…eyes growing sharp, she tickled the inside tips of his nostrils with the feather, going inside each one. She had to see for herself how sensitive his nose really was. She found out in a big way.
The first reaction was his whole nose stopped. It froze as the feather tickled the first nostril for a second, then the nostril started to quiver. Pikachu soon found out that this was leading to a much bigger reaction. That quivering spread to all over his nose. His nostrils started to slowly flare up in every direction and when the feather reached an edge of the nostril that part flared up twice as much as everywhere else. His nose shuddered 5 times, looking like rapids on a stream as the shudders became scrunches. “Hah…haaaah…” Pikachu felt the feather loosen in her grip as his gasps of breath began to suck in air. She accidently let the feather get into that suction of one of his hitched breaths. The long feather got into a deeper part of his nose and the breath made the tip of the feather follow where the suction was…which was pretty much in circles. The tip of the feather was drawing circles deep inside one of his nostrils.
“HAA…HAAAHH…” Pichu’s head started to shake in his sleep. He was still deep in sleep and his nose was supposed to be slower to react. Pikachu realized that this WAS his nose’s slower reaction. She watched as his nose jiggled like jello around the feather. The insides of his nose turned into something pretty similar to a volcano before it erupts. The walls surrounding his nostrils shook violently and each sniffle he took only strengthened the sneeze. “HAAAAAH…HAAAAAAAAHHHH…” Pikachu had no choice. She yanked the feather out, knowing what that would do. She watched as the nostrils wriggled and flared up as the feather’s strands waved by the rims of the nostril. The sneeze now was eminent.
“HAAATSCHHOOO! HAACHOOO!” Pichu’s head jerked forward and unknown to him, electricity flowed all over his bed. Static cling got all over his sheets and just the nature of the house absorbed the shocks he had sneezed out. His nose looked like it was suffering from a tickling aftershock. His nose felt like there was still a feather swirling around his nose. Just the air he was breathing in made his super sensitive nose want to sneeze. Pikachu remembered Ralts saying this was a bad idea and she realized that the little psychic pokemon was right…why did they always have to be right?