Title: Alliance (5/100)
Rating: G
Word Count: 563
Genre: Character Study, Slice-of-Life
Summary: Green+Pika. He hadn't planned on this, but he was going to make this work somehow.
Disclaimer: Pokémon & Pokémon Special aren't mine.
Author's Notes: I'm on a huge gameverse-writing kick these days, so this is probably the last PokeSpe fic you're going to see out of me for a long while. I will be posting more Green-centric fic, but it'll just be his game persona, not his PokeSpe one. Thanks for reading!

"Pika," Green said, and the Pikachu twitched an ear in response, too tired to even lift its head. "What a stupid name," he muttered. He looked back down at the Pokédex he'd been rifling through; "Saur, Poli...hmph."

He snapped the machine closed and looked at the haphazard Poképile in front of him. His own Pokémon would still be training at this time of the day, but if he exhausted Red's Pokémon any further, they wouldn't be worth anything. "We'll start again early tomorrow," Green called out, and the Pikachu let out a small, wobbly moan of complaint, but he ignored it. He placed his hands on his knees and got to his feet, sighing.

He returned some time later, carefully carrying a heavy bucket full of water. As he lay it down near the pile of Pokémon, he saw that they were snoring. "Don't fall asleep!" he said sharply. No response. "Wake up!" he said, louder, but they continued to doze. He frowned; then, after a moment's thought, he heaved the bucket of water onto the Pokémon. Pika leaped up with a scream as the others tumbled to their feet, his cheek pouches sparking dangerously as he glared at Green; the Trainer looked back, nonplussed. "It's for your own good," he told the electric mouse. "If you take naps in the middle of the day, you'll ruin your sleep schedule."

"Pika," he spat, baring his teeth and trying to build up a charge, but Green didn't back down in the slightest, and after a moment, the mouse dropped to its haunches, panting.

"Don't push yourself," he said, and turned his back on the Pikachu, ignoring his cry of outrage. "Don't go back to sleep," he called over his shoulder as he walked away, "or I'll have to wake you up again."

He came back with another bucket of water and found the three Pokémon eyeing him blearily—tired, but awake. He gave them a short nod, then distributed the water and placed the bowls in front of Red's Pokémon. "Drink." When they stared at him, he looked impatient. "You're thirsty, aren't you?"

Saur slurped his water greedily and Poli picked up his ration and knocked it back like a beer, but Pika turned his nose up and folded his arms with a dignified little sniff.

When Green kneeled in front of Pika, the Pikachu cracked one eye open to see what he was doing, but quickly closed it again. "Look, I don't like this either," he told him. "But neither of us know where Red is, and until that idiot comes back with my Pokémon, we're stuck with each other."

The Pikachu seemed unmoved.

"I'm trying to help you," he continued. "Red's got my Pokémon. I've got no reason to hurt you if I want my own back. But we'll find him faster if you're trained my way."

Pika considered this for a moment, and its posture relaxed slightly, listening.

"We don't have to be friends," Green said, "but we do have to work together, or you'll never get back to Red." He held out a hand. "All right?"

Pikachu opened his eyes, studying Green for a moment. "Pika," he grumbled, and he began to drink the water.

Green smiled faintly as he got to his feet. "Lunch'll be served in a minute," he said to all three of them, walking towards his pack.