Enjoy this random one-shot!

Fifteen

Hey! My name's Pikachu, so you can, probably guess what Pokémon I am. See the kid with the messy black hair, sleeping in the sleeping bag? That's my best friend, Ash Ketchem. He's a really great guy, and I wish I could have gotten him a better present than I did for his fifteenth birthday, yesterday, but he seemed to like it.

I woke up, and saw the sun start to rise. Ash, Iris, Axew, and Cilan would be waking up, soon. I decided to get started.

I snuck away from the group and then raced into the forest. I found a big tree with apples growing off it. I used iron tail on the trunk, and a bunch of apples fell off. I picked up as many as I could, which wasn't very many, put them into a pile, and continued to do so, untill all the fallen apples were in a big pile.

I backed up, untill I was a fair distance from the apples. I used thunderbolt on the pile, then ran over to it. The apples were nice and crisp. I smiled. Then, I carried the cooked fruits back to my friends, a few at a time.

When I managed to bring all the apples over, I poked a still-sleeping Ash. He opened his eyes. "Pikachu?" he said, sleepily.

I pointed to the apples. "Pika, pickachu!" I said, since I couldn't talk in English. In the Pokémon language, I was saying 'I made you all breakfast!' I hugged him. "Pika!" That meant 'happy birthday!'

Ash sat up, saw the cooked apples, and smiled at me. "Pikachu, did you bring all those?" I nodded. He picked me up and hugged me. "Thanks, buddy!"

So, yeah, it wasn't much, but it's the thought that counts. Ash and the others really liked my cooking, and I'm glad I brought those apples. Maybe next year, I can do something even better for Ash's birthday!

I'm just glad he liked it. In a way, it was kind of like telling him I loved him. Not the romance kind of love, but the best friend kind of love. I think he got the message.

'Cause when you're fifteen, and somebody tells you they love you, you're gonna believe them.

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