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Piki usually didn’t travel by foot very often anymore, but it was the time of the year where new pokémon trainers usually began their journey and the prospect of crushing a poor kid’s hopes of becoming a pokémon master one day had convinced him to take on the long walk to the next city instead of flying on his hydreigon.  He started to regret his decision when sudden shrieking and barking interrupted his thoughts and something small, yellow and very fast flitted over the street in front of him followed by a dog like grey pokémon that nearly ran him over. Piki recognized the dog pokémon as a poocheyna and scowled. While poochyena were very persistent when chasing their prey they were also just as easily discouraged if their prey put up a little resistance. Whatever the other pokémon was, it obviously didn’t know that.

Piki was about to continue on his way when another high pitched scream came from the direction the two pokémon vanished to. While he usually didn’t care about battles between wild pokémon as it was just nature taking its course, the scream of the small pokémon had struck a chord in him and made him stop in his tracks. He released his liepard and ordered it to go after them, while he slowly made his way through the undergrowth trying not to ruin his shoes or his pants.

When Piki caught up to them shortly, he found his liepard sniffing and gently nudging the other pokémon with her nose; it was lying on its side and was obviously unconscious.  The poochyena was nowhere to be seen.

Piki moved closer and could finally recognize it as a pikachu even though it had an unusual coloring. It was yellow like all pikachus, maybe a bit lighter than most, but the stripes and dots on its cheeks that were usually black, were a light blue. It was breathing shallowly and had a cut on its forehead that was bleeding slightly. The sight was heart breaking and made him wish he had had the chance to order a more thorough attack on the poochyena. He might have a reputation of being cruel and heartless in battle but he was not about to leave a helpless pokémon behind.

When Piki scooped the tiny pikachu up into his arms it let out a heart breaking whimper that suggested it was hurt far worse than its visible injuries suggested. He carefully cradled it in his arms as to not hurt it any further and called back his liepard. As he made his way back to the street, he cursed his luck that the best pokémon doctor in the region was the one person he avoided seeing as much as possible, his brother.

           

[[It really doesn’t take much for me to get headcanon about something so yeah… u_u have a pic with some words. My tablet was not working half the time and I haven’t drawn anything in photoshop in years I am not sure how I actually managed to produce something that does not make everybody’s eyes bleed (at least I hope it doesn’t). Thanks to neyiea for listening to my crazy ideas and beta reading it. (Grammar is my enemy.) ]]

¿Qué dice Trotuman?

Vegetta dice guapísimos,
Willy dice batracios.
Luzu mamones y
Lana WIIIII.
Rubius criaturitas,
Mangel marvados
Y Alexby KE TE REVIENTOOOOH!
Vegetta Willy
y Willy Vegetta.
Y mientras lo hacen AOH, AOH, AOH XD
Pero hay un sonido,
que no es conocido.
¿¡QUÉ DICE TROTUMAN!?
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¿¡QUÉ DICE TROTUMAN!?
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¿¡QUÉ DICE TROTUMAN!?
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¡Salseo-salseo-salse-oh!
¡Salseo-salseo-salse-oh!
¿¡QUÉ DICE TROTUMAN!?
¡Ya-ya-ya-ya-you!
¡Ya-ya-ya-ya-you!
¡Ya-ya-ya-ya-you!
¿¡QUÉ DICE TROTUMAN!?
Ojos negros,
sin nariz.
Muñones como manos
y lento andar.
Eres cocinero,
siendo tortuga.
Encima eres DJ.
Tu piel es azulada.
Muy bonita.
Un caparazón de ángel.
Habla con tu amigo
el caballo Vicente.
¿Os comunicáis con código
mo-o-o-o-orse,
mo-o-o-o-orse,
mo-o-o-o-orse?
¿Hablas con tu amigo
Vi-i-i-i-icente,
Vi-i-i-i-icente,
Vi-i-i-i-icente?
¿¡QUÉ DICE TROTUMAN!?
¡Jachu-chuchu-chuchu-chew!
¡Jachu-chuchu-chuchu-chew!
¡Jachu-chuchu-chuchu-chew!
¿¡QUÉ DICE TROTUMAN!?
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¡Ipe-ipe-ipe-ipe-pe!
¡Ipe-ipe-ipe-ipe-pe!
¿¡QUÉ DICE TROTUMAN!?
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¡A-hoo-ahoo ha hoo!
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¿¡QUÉ DICE TROTUMAN!?
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AH-AAUUUUUUUUUUUUUU…
¿¡QUÉ DICE TROTUMAN!?
El secreto de Trotuman,
es que vio a Willy hacerlooo,
con alguien que todos conocemos…
EXISTE EL WIGETTAAAA.
¿¡QUÉ DICES TROTUMAN!?
¿Por qué no lo sabemos?
¡Queremos saberlo!
¿QUÉ DICEEES TUUU…?
Guardián del Wigetta,
andas por Minecraft.
¿QUÉ DICEEES TUUU…?
Si, si es verdad.
Si, si es verdad.
Si, es verdad.
¿Qué estás dicieeeendo?
Todo se confirma,
- QUIERO SABERLO -
lo estoy diciendo.
- QUIERO SABERLO -
- ¡QUIERO SABERLOOOO! -
Wigetta es REAL.

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