Disclaimer: we do not own Pokémon. If we did, dawn would be dead and I'd own mewtwo.
I just looked at my clock as it read 3:20 a.m. I knew I had to get to bed or my sister, Taylor would end up screaming in my face at 3 in the morning. Just finishing up on my latest Pokémon episode, I decided to close my eyes as I fell in to a fitful dreamless sleep.
The next morning, I felt someone jumping on top of me as my sister Taylor was shouting, "wake up potter! We're going to the zoo!" I groaned as I pushed my sister off me and I read my clock 3:30p.m.
I the said in a groggy tone, "don't ever use harry potter lines again."
After a minute on non-stop jumping, she got off and said, "Well, get dressed negative Nancy! We have that Pokémon marathon today, remember?" I quietly nodded and she left me to get dressed. As I walked over to my neon blue and orange painted closet doors, I opened them to find my closet looked like the next apocalypse. I then mined my way through heaps of jeans and bras to find my lucky pair of pants, the ones with a sun and moon on the back pockets. As I went downstairs to meet up with my sister, we walked out to her pink hummer to go to the toy store.
Taylor then said, "I hear they're selling limited edition poke balls with limited edition Pokémon plushies inside! Oh, I hope we get psyduck! He's super duper cute!"
"But he is rather stupid in the show, Taylor," I explained to my sister.
As soon as we got to the nearest Toys R Us, we got the last limited edition pokeball. My sister whined, "Aww man! We got the last one! "
I chipped in, "why is that such a bad thing? We just passed by 20 computer geeks, never to have girlfriends." Taylor nodded as we made our purchase.
She then said, "Race you to the car!" And with that, we both ran for the hummer. Once we got home, we took the pokeball out of its box which surprisingly, was easy to open. We both marveled at the red and white sphere and how close it resembles an actual pokeball.
Taylor backed up and said quivering, "c-can you open it? I'm s-scared?"
I walked over to her and said, "You know it's not a real Pokémon, do you?"
She then nodded with more confidence but then asked, "Eliza, can you open it? I just don't want it to spit in my face." I sighed and picked up the little red and white sphere. I pressed the button to open it and I saw the Pokémon tower. After that, everything turned pitch black.
Sorry for making it too short. Please r&r! It'd be highly appreciated! This is a co-authored story, authored by Emo-Ranch and Nellabelle.