Hey guys! Sorry about being really dead! But don't worry, i've started on my new fic what used to be called "Burning Love" and is now called "Flame Kindling." To see what's changed with it, check out my profile! Also throughout this story, i'll be having a friend of mine i'll call Kuro, assisting me with it! Hope you enjoy!
There was a knock at the door. I quickly stood, dusting myself off as I was swiftly taken away from my thoughts. I didn't get a chance to open the door, because as soon as I had reached for it, it had opened from the other side. It was of course, Curtis. Returning from a brief trip to the restroom. I looked his way and spoke calmly. "Had fun?" He tilts his head and chuckles at me. "Fun? Nah, not in just five minutes man." Walking over to me and nudging me in the arm.
He looks around briefly. Checking his surroundings for the unlikely topic to come. "So.. find a girl yet, bro?" I had to do a double take after hearing that one. He didn't just say that.. "Not.. yet?" I threw myself onto the bed. Arms behind my head like a beach bum. He clearly found this more amusing than any answer I could have thought of. Laughing lightly like a giddy school girl. The jerk. "Come on man! It's been ages, and you're not getting any younger. Look, how about I just head on home and you sleep on it?" He lifts a randomly placed pillow on my california king-size bed, tossing it at me. Like a dummy, I open my eyes to a loud fwomp! Arms flailing. Yeah, tends to happen when you've got two pounds of fluff bopping you in the nose.
I grunt angrily, taking the misplaced pillow and making a brief pitching gesture. Watching for a reaction from the 'friend' across the room. As expected he ducks out the way of all the nothing zooming his way. Tripping over the sofa by the door. I calmly place the pillow down neatly beside myself, smirking. "And that my good sir, is how you fire shots back." I stated. He knew well he looked like an idiot here. There wasn't much that could save him from that. Standing and dusting himself off, he raised his hand for the door. "I'll be taking my leave." He had the nerve to sound all fancy. Honestly he was way better at the fancy stuff than me. Even if I was the one with the mansion, butlers and parents with way too much money and not enough days in the year to spend it.
"Alright. Just have Sebastion see you out. I might just have that sleep you mentioned." I stated. Sure, sleep sounded pretty good. He waved bye and closed the door lightly. I couldn't think of much else than the odd sensation coming over me. I shrugged it off. Lifting my arms and clapping. Yes, we even have clap activated lights. I close my eyes and lay back with a sigh. "Girlfriend he says.. if he only knew." I casually opened my eyes. Looking up at what I thought would be the wooden ceiling. The eerie glow of my dad's mischievous pokemon, Chandelure filling the room as he phased through the ceiling. Hovering in my face with a smile, nearly giving me a heart attack. "Chandelure.. leave.. now." I said in a firm, commanding tone. Just as expected, he zips out through the shut door. Leaving me to the annoyance of a racing heart, and the lingering thoughts of what was said.
"Find a girl yet bro?"
The afterimage of the pokemon stuck in my mind, though he long since left my room. I couldn't tell just how much time had passed, but opening my eyes was the worse thing I could have done. Sunlight is usually harmless anytime but the mornings, I swear. Blazing right in my eyes with it's rays of destruction. Ok, maybe not destruction. But it hurt, ok? All I could make out was this odd voice calling out to me. "H.. you.. wake.. up." I couldn't tell who it was just yet. But whoever it was I'd have to question why they barged into my room. I rubbed my eyes. Groggily coming to. I didn't have bad vision. So naturally I was a bit scared when I couldn't see clearly with my eyes open. Blurred colors and random forms filled my vision. Slowly clearing the longer I tried to see. Then came the voice again. Closer, and much more clear. "I said, wake up. This is no place to sleep!" They yelled a little too loud for my comfort. "No place to sleep, huh? You do realize this is my room." I corrected.
"...This isn't your room! This forest belongs to everyone!" he corrected. My vision cleared up completely. Sure enough, I was laying in the grass of a lush forest. As to how I got here, I'd never guess. I was going to ask, like any normal person would. I rose my hand and pointed to the source of whoever was with me. My eyes widened. The only one standing there was this angry looking totodile. Tapping his foot with his arms crossed. "You didn't just talk.. did you?" I asked. Of course he didn't talk. At least that's what I thought. Sure enough, his mouth opened and out came "Well duh! It's just you and me here isn't it? Look, you're a charmander. Sleeping with that tail flame of yours in a forest is a hazard for everyone around here!" A charmander he said. I actually believed him for a second there. People don't just wake up as pokemon overnight. Right?
I looked around spastically, gazing down at as much of myself as I could. Clawed feet, cream colored belly, short arms and legs and that signature orange collection of scales. This wasn't real! It had to be some kind of freaky dream. I ran past my only hope of getting some answers, totodile, in too much of a hurry to see more. To clear this up as fast as possible. A nearby lake would be the mirror I'd been desperately searching for. The voice of totodile called from behind me. "Hey! I'm not done scolding you yet!" Coming to a stop at the water's edge I looked at my reflection for a solid ten seconds. Giving totodile just enough time to come screeching to a halt next to me. "Jeez, do you always run off when people are trying to talk to yo-" I cut him off with what I could only sum up as all the confusion in my head all bursting out in a loud scream. "I'M A CHARMANDER!?"
Aaaand there ya go! See ya soon ^^