| The final stop was back in Japan. It was a bit sad to watch as Pikachu gave a touching (and translated) thank-you speech to each and every one of his friends who acted as his security team for the last two weeks. He thanked Ash, and all the technical people, and even me! Yes, me! (Which was when I burst out into tears) Then, Ash and each security member gave their own speech about the tour, and they ranged from hilarious to tear-jerkers. No one was wearing the white security veils, revealing their faces. However, I was sworn to secrecy, and therefore cannot mention any names in my report, which is why I have given very detailed descriptons of each interviewee. I was the only person who so much as resembled a reporter at the ceremony, as I learned later, I was apparently the only one who wasn't "pushy and annoying" and actually asked to have an interview. I revealed myself as being an agent for the Pikachu Investigators, and everyone, although surprised, was okay with that. Pikachu, Ash, and each member of security interviewed signed a contract allowing us to post this for the public. The ceremony was followed by a party featuring food, dancing, and live music. Unfortunately, neither I nor anyone else present can recall much of the party, as the first performer was a Jigglypuff (although everyone does clearly remember waking up suddenly with black marker scribbled on their faces. . .) I spoke with Pikachu, Ash, and several security members about the ceremony and party the next day, all of whom were looking exceptionally well rested (and all of whom still had a black mark or two.) P.I: Hello. Do you all have a moment for a quick interview? Pikachu, Ash, Security: Of course. P.I: What did you think about the party. Pikachu: (Yikes. That's the last time I hire Jigglypuff. Do I still have marker on my face?) P.I: No. Ash: But there were pluses there. I've never felt more awake! Security 1: That-a was a good nap . . . can I get-a one of those Jiggly-things? Security 2: Make that two. I'm in a great mood! Look at how blue the sky is! How green the grass is! The sweet song of the birds in the trees! Aaaaah! What's happening to me? Security 3: I don't think I have slept so peacefully since . . . I cannot remember when. Security 2: Copy that! Sleeping in the cockpit of an Arwing is the least cozy place to try catching Z's. Security 3: Try horseback in the rain. P.I: What would you say were your favourite parts of the tour? Pikachu: (Meeting my fans! I had no idea how many people were that excited to meet me! Wow!) Ash: Uhhhh . . . I'd have to say the ceremony because I didn't have to worry about my best friend anymore! P.I: Awwwwwww. And you? Security 1: Ah, I would, ah, have to say . . . Italy. That pasta! Mmmmmmm. Security 2: Sleeping. Man, was I exhausted after some days! Kid, you don't know the meaning of tired until you've been Pikachu's body guard! P.I: I think I have a good idea of "tired," thanks. And you? Security 3: I enjoyed exploring the cities and countrysides. Your society is advanced beyond comprehension. P.I: Thanks. Security 2: And that's comming from someone who has likely never heard of a calculator and lives where taverns are the place to be, horses are used to get around, and there's a loony warlock around every bend! Good vacation spot, I bet. Security 3: Do not joke about those things with me. You have no idea what my homeland is like. Pikachu: ( . . . They all wanted to meet me! . . .) Security 2: Tsk! Touchy, touchy. I - P.I: O-kay! How about you? Security 4: Yoshi liked the food! Security 1: That, ah, is not surprising . . . Ash: Alright! Food! Where? Security 5: Kirby! Pikachu: (. . . All those people! . . .) P.I: What was the worst moment? Pikachu: ( . . . All screaming for me! . . . Huh? Oh, the attempts at pika-napping, I guess. That wasn't much fun. Good thing I have you guys!) P.I, Ash, Security 1, 2, 3, 4 & 5: Awwww, thanks. Ash: All the worrying! Every day, just worry, worry, worry! I don't have to worry any more, though. I'll be glad when we get home! P.I: And you? Security 1: There, ah, was one particular time that, ah, comes to mind. (Security 3) probably remembers. Security 3: If I know what you are about to say - how could I forget! Security 1: There was a man, a woman, and their-a little boy. The woman wanted her little boy to meet Pikachu, ah, personally. I told her that it, ah, was not possible. But, no. She had to have her, ah, boy see Pikachu. I, ah, told her again and again, and still she would not-a listen! Security 3: When it started getting out of hand, I decided (Security 1) may need assistance. Security 1: Mamma mia, and I did! This, ah, woman kept telling me that she, ah, had to see Pikachu! Anyway, another, ah, fan in the crowd supported her. After, ah, ten minutes there were, ah, fifty fans who wanted to see, ah, Pikachu! Security 3: I was certain things would soon take a violent turn, so I joined (Security 1.) We couldn't allow the boy to see Pikachu because we had received orders specificly saying not to give backstage access from Pikachu himself. Pikachu: (I wanted to keep it fair. You know, one wants in, they all want in. Maybe I should have let them see me . . .) Ash: No way! Then we would have been up until 5 am helping you sign autographs! Security 2: You can't help someone sign autographs! Pikachu: (I never got a report about this . . . What happened?) Security 3: I was sure a fight might break out at any second- and there were only two of us to fifty of them. For the love of Nayru, they would not give up! We found a few autographed pictures of Pikachu, which soothed their tempers enough. Were it not for those pictures, I have no doubts we would have been trampled. Pikachu: (Why didn't I hear about this!?) Security 1: Between-a the two of us, we couldn't write a report. Security 3: Strange. I seem to remember you saying to me you would write it . . . Pikachu: (Why didn't you write about it?!) Security 1: Heh heh, um . . . well, (Security 3) had his wrist-a broken by someone in the crowd . . . Pikachu: (I know that, but what stopped you . . .?) Security 1: . . . And I had a sore toe. Ash: Wait a minute . . . I've written with a sore toe. Pikachu: (A sore toe? You couldn't write a report because of a sore toe?) Security 1: Well, it was-a quite painful and . . . and I was a bit-a shaken, as you can-a immagine. Pikachu: (Oh . . . fine. No permanent damage done.) P.I: Yikes. Horror stories from the security team. And you? Security 2: Some kid in the U.S. almost pulled my veil off. I think a few people recognized me, and soon a good twenty people were trying to pull me into the crowd. I didn't stick around and try to break it up like these two did, I got outta there! Ash: That nearly happened to me too! Security 2: You don't know what we're talking about kiddo. You never beat back a savage mob with a twig and a safety pin! Security 1 & 3: Neither have you. Security 2: Yeah, well . . . that's beside the point. P.I: Eeek. And you? Security 4: The food at lunch run out one time! Ash: Oh, no! Security 1: I, ah, somehow am not surprised. Security 2: You MUST be kidding me. . . THAT was your worst experience? Security 3: (monotone) I am sure an experience such as that left you frozen with cold terror . . . Security 4: It did! Yoshi could not move, Yoshi was so scared! Yoshi had nightmares for a week after! Security 1: Still, I am not surprised. Security 2 & 3: Nightmares? Honestly! Pikachu: (Hey, I've had nightmares about Pokefood. Yuck!) P.I: Uh-huh . . .and you? Security 5: Hi! P.I: Uh-huh . . thank you all for your time. Security 1: Of, ah, course. I hope too see you soon! Security 2: Sure, kid. Security 3: May our paths cross again someday. Until then. Security 4: Bye bye! Security 5: (Bobs and waves) Hi! Ash: I'm glad I met you. Maybe we'll see each other again! Pikachu: (Thank you so much. I hope this helps you prove that I'm real! Goodbye!) As a Pikachu Investigator undercover agent, it is my duty to say thhat I hope this report has proved the exsistance of Pikachu to you. |