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Rubberchu’s Origins Prologue XXX Momma Raichu learned how to distinguish when her baby boy was asleep or not, and when he was experiencing a night terror. She also learned to tell the difference between his snore, and his groan for help. She lays awake, snuggled up next to her husband, her son curled up beside her. Her son had a soft snore, it was more like taking soft breaths, but they were loud enough to consider snores. However, Momma Raichu listens closely to him. She listened as he went quiet for a moment, not a peep nor a sound. Till she hears a faint, subtle groan, straight from the throat. Her heart drops as she flips over, facing her young pichu. As confirmed, she sees that her youngling’s eyes were open, but he was unable to move or ask for help. She gently rubs her paw through his head fluff, giving him the comfort and love of his momma. “It’s okay baby,” she says as she comforts him, “I’m here, the demons will not harm you while I’m here. It’ll be over in a couple of seconds.” She continues to sit there with her son, rubbing his head softly as she speaks to him. Then, the pichu springs to life with a soft gasp. The pichu’s eyes tear up, and he begins to cry softly as Momma Raichu wraps her tail around him and snuggles up to him. She gently nuzzles his cheek as his tears soak into her fur. “Shh… momma’s here…” Then, she began to sing, “Hush little one— close those little eyes. Hold your little tail— momma’s here to keep you safe…” The little pichu’s cries soften as his little heart eases down on the beating. Momma Raichu feels his tiny body leaning into her’s, and she smiled as she gives him a soft lick on his forehead. She continues to sing to him, until his tired little eyes give out, and he slowly drifts back to sleep, where hopefully, the nightmares will leave him be. XXX The boys play catch with a large pine cone, as Momma Raichu works on a little project inside. Papa Pikachu tosses the pine cone to little pichu, as he throws it back to his papa. Papa Pikachu always plays catch with his son. He makes sure to keep him as happy and preoccupied as can be. Pichu wants to play with the other kids, but Papa and Momma say that he cannot. They were worried for him. Papa Pikachu throws the pine cone to Pichu, but he accidentally over throws it, causing the pine cone to fly out of reach for the tiny pokemon. This doesn’t stop the little guy though. He reaches his arms out towards the pine cone, and his body begins to elongate. His torso stretches out long and tall into the air, as he reaches out to the pine cone. He catches it in his paws, and after stretching out like rubber, his long and thin torso retracts, shrinking back to a normal little tiny pichu. Papa Pikachu chuckles. This is why he cannot play with the other kids. If anyone were to find out about his condition, they were afraid of what might happen. Especially with folklore spreading around the forest. Pichu giggles as he throws the pine cone back to his father. They continue to throw the pine cone around as Momma Raichu walks out from the burrow. She calls out to their son. “Sam!” She calls out, “Come inside, I have something for you!” The pichu, who’s name is Sam, drops the pine cone and bolts straight to Momma Raichu. He jumps in excitement as Momma Raichu leads him into the burrow, to present to him his surprise. She grabs something and turns to him, holding it behind her back. After she walks up to him, she holds out his gift in front of her. It’s a sort of necklace, made from string, sticks and different colored feathers. The sticks form a circle, where the string rests like a spider web. The leaves hang by string, swinging from the bottom of the stick woven circle. “It’s a dreamcatcher,” Momma Raichu says as she pulls it over Sam’s head, to let it hang around his neck, “Wear it when you sleep, and it’ll help keep the nightmares away.” Sam looks down at the dreamcatcher, and he holds it in his paws. He is mesmerized by its pure beauty and complexity. Then he looks back up at his mother, tears blurring his vision as he throws himself into her, hugging her tightly as he cries into her chest. She smiles as she rubs his noggin, embracing him with her other arm. She knew how much his nightmares affected him, and how bad they were, so receiving this gift of hope and protection meant a lot for the poor child. “I love you Sam. I promise to do everything in my power to keep you safe and happy, for as long as I breathe.” Papa Pikachu came inside the burrow, and from behind Sam, he joined the hug, wrapping his arms around both of his kin. Sam wants to play with the other kids, but he’s happy enough to be with his family. Parents who loved and cared for him, despite his differences. He wouldn’t trade them for the world. Sam is happy.

"Please fasten your seatbelts. We are about to land at out destination." Moments later, the airplane made a successful landing; gently grazing the runway. The plane continued to roll across the runway until it slowed down enough to where it could park. Once the plane made a complete stop, passengers began unbuckling themselves and making their way into the aisles. The once asleep pikachu, was awakened by his trainer/partner/best friend; Ash Ketchum. Pikachu lifted his head, blinking out of his slumber. He was rested comfortably on Ash's lap. He looked up at Ash, whom looked right back at him. He gave him a warm smile. "Wake up buddy," Ash said, "We're here." Brock stood up from his seat, and stepped into the aisle, allowing Ash to leave his seat. Pikachu climbed onto Ash's shoulder, as he followed Brock out of the plane. Ash's bones felt stiff, after being in his seat on the plane for thirty-eight hours straight. Once they made it out of the plane, the line poured out into the airport