Thump! I know what you're thinking. I or some other idiot just broke the fourth wall. Fortunately for me, it's not that kind of story. Also the airbag didn't go off during impact to the so called "thing" that had just collided with my car as I backed into my garage because I slammed those brakes pretty damn hard. The only badass weapon I had was a lap blanket As I climbed out of the vehicle.
"SON OF A BITCH!" I shouted as I knew what I had done. A pikachu lay sprawled on the floor. The only movement I saw from him was his chest as it rose and fell. Clearly the thing was unconscious. My fingers dug into my scalp as I fell to my knees. Have I gone mad? Was that some kind of joke? Screw it. I wrapped it up and took the limp Pokemon inside hoping I didn't need to catch it.
Ok. I had to admit. Pikachu was my life, even though my obsession for this little guy separated me from my family so I was pretty pissed at him for a while, but when I plopped him on the couch, he looked kind of cute as his arm draped over the support. His head tagged along for the ride, but by doing so, it leaned forward slightly. I gazed at his closed eyes in attempt to fight remorse. How could someone so adorable break people's heart, tear relationships apart, and separate families... my family.
Do you ever have that one feeling where you buy a whole fish from a super market and you feel bad because It's looking back at you, that's kinda what I felt like then. The more I stared, the further my discomfort crept in my chest as if I was turning to stone. Finally, I forced my hands to my face with a small shout and turned away. It took me a minute to regain confidence, but when I unmasked myself, the first thing I saw was the mud room closet. A lightbulb sprouted from my head. A moment later, the Pikachu wore my detective hat that I got from the movie and a pair of sunglasses. That's better. The palms of my hands caressed with satisfaction. I decided to order pizza that night. The delivery guy flipped out as usual. But when I returned to the couch where "the creature" was, it had disappeared. Just as I gathered evidence that I was hallucinating, there were little footsteps. I turned to see, "him" with a decent slice of pizza in his arms. Once he noticed my look of "what the hell?" He stopped chewing. "Uh... pika pika?"
I fainted... HARD.
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