How I Met Your Pikachu
Artwork by nyaaa28 “Dad, dad! Tell us a Christmas story!” little Billy shouted as he and his sister Lisa gathered around their father sat near an open fire. Their papa loomed large on his reclining chair but carried a warm serenity to him despite his size. “You little tots really should be getting to bed, but I suppose I can’t say no when in such a mood.” Dad said with a chuckle. “This time of year is very special for me. As you know, I met your mother this time of year.” “Why do you never tell us that story dad? Of how you met mom?” little Lisa pouted. Dad broke a nervous sweat and replied, “Thaaat, isn’t a story meant for children is why.” Dad then mumbled below his breath. The kids were restless though and making a fuss. Mom was out at the moment shopping and they felt this was their opportunity to pressure Dad into it. “Okay fine, fine! I’ll tell the tale.” Dad frantically agreed. “But, let me frame things in a way more uh… fit for you children.” Clearing his throat, Dad began… T