When Things Go Wrong

By: Bunnie :D

I woke up from a deep night's slumber. Ahh, I feel so refreshed. Sigh...I stretched. Or I tried to, anyway. Oh no, I can't feel my hands! Or my fingers! Or may arm! I might have gangrene, or someone might've cut my arm off, or, or, or, or...no. My arm must just be numb. Yeah. It's probably just the way I slept. My arm must just be asleep. Yes. Right.

I looked around. My room, with its simple and plain decor, seemed to be intact. No dog marks, terrorist attacks, or bombs. (and no, I am not paranoid!) Yet, something still seemed to be missing...

I glanced around, taking in every single little detail. Was it just me, or has every thing gotten bigger...? Oh no! I probably should've listened to Mom to eat my veggies! Now I'm a midget, and I'm going to be laughed at in the Academy, fail school, become a beggar...

There goes my paranoia again. Sheesh. Next thing you know, I'll be clutching thin air thinking there's no air-air! That's what's missing! Air! ...wait, air? Ack! Can't-breathe-

Air, air, need air, I need air for goodness' sakes! Air!

I was suffocating. Literally. My futile, fruitless efforts to breathe- for some reason registered at the back of my mind as Struggle- only got me tangled in the bedsheets, made me hit the bedside table and go flying, soaring into the Luvdisc tank. I'm such a klutz! Now, I'm going to drown, die, go to heaven, never to be able to say I love you to Mike, and I'll never have those 2 kids named Michelle and Jason, and, and...wait...

Hey, I'm breathing! Through my gills! Wait, gills? Gills? Hmmm... Struggle, gills and swimming underwater...I've got it! There's only one explanation!

I've turned into a Pokemon!

Yes! It's a dream come true! Woohoo! I wonder what Pokemon I am? Definitely a Water type. And my attacks! I bet they're awesome. If not, then beautiful. Water types are always cool and pretty. That's why I wanted to train them when I get old enough. Though apparently, no need to anymore!

So, I checked my attacks. I groped for them in my mind and found...

Wait. That can't be right. I checked again.

Oh, no. No, no, no. This can't be real! I have to change back. Back I say, back! What did those books on Pokemorphs say again? They just think of turning back into humans, right?

Turn me back, turn me back, I want to be human again! Please...

It didn't work! No! Now what? There's got to be a reasonable explanation for this. Yeah! I must be dreaming. That's it. Yeah! All I have to do is inflict pain on myself, right? I banged my head on the tank wall, hoping it would wake me up. Then, I saw it- my reflection.

It only confirmed my worst fear.

I had turned into a Magikarp.

Dang.

A/N: So, how was my first fanfic? I hope it isn't as bad as I think it was. Reviews are appreciated!