There seemed to be constant shushing on the way to their destination because Elliott would not shut up on the journey. It wasn't his fault he couldn't control his voice.

And the fact he may have had some caffeine way too late at night to function at a normal level.

"How much you gonna give me if it doesn't electrocute me first?" he said, stepping forward to emerge from their hiding spot. "Bet I won't do it. Come on, how much?"

Elliott gave him a look. "C'mon, if you will give me money for it, I will do it." But his terms went slightly over his head.

Cian picked out his target, and Eli approached the mass swarm of Pikachu. "Hey, buddies. Let me see... you."

He managed to pick up the one Pikachu that Cian pointed out, and it stared back at him rather grumpily. "Look. He ain't gonna shock me," he said, looking back to him with his tongue sticking out of his mouth.

Clearly not looking at the Pikachu in his hands.

"What?"

He barely got the word out when the Pikachu used THUNDERSHOCK on him, sending a coarse of electricity through him. He dropped the thing after a moment, shaking his hands and jumping around like an idiot.

"Fuck! That hurt!" He scowled at the Pikachu, who he swore stuck its tongue out at him.

He heard laughing behind him, and he turned to scowl at Cian, raising his hand to flip him off ever so graciously.

"Fuck you. I'm not doing that again. Let's get to work. Maybe you'll get shocked this time."

Great, now he's grumpy.

He wanted to shrug Cian off. But then there was also something a little bit comforting about his friend consoling him after he got shocked.

Wait, he was the reason he got shocked.

"Yeah, yeah. Let's get to work. Maybe you'll get shocked this time."

"You're a cocky bastard. I'll show you," he said.

Looking at the herd of Pikachu in front of them, he tapped his chin methodically. Then he thought of it. Why not pick up the same damn Pikachu that shocked him? Wouldn't that be pay back?

"Find the same one that got me. I bet he'll get you too."

That Pikachu was standing there, looking very angry and very unhappy. He looked at Cian when he came toward him with this pouting look on his face that could absolutely be construed as a glare.

Elliott held his breath.

When he picked up the Pikachu...

Nothing seemed to happen.

"The hell?"