Jane Eyre was walking down the causeway to her Victorian house with her friend Bridget when a strange creature appeared all of the sudden. "Goodness," gasped Bridget, "whatever shall we do without a strong man within view to succor us in the face of this demon?"
Eyre kept her cool as she turned the bonnet on her head backwards. "It's cool." Eyre whispered softly. "That's no demon; it's a Pok mon." After her monologue, Eyre shoved Bridget back to safety as she pulled a Pok ball from beneath the skirts of her well-hemmed dress.
Bridget, just barely bruised from the force of the impact, managed to witness a brilliant flash of light and a strange roar. Eyre had summoned her own strange monster for this special encounter! She was paralyzed with fear, much in the same way Eyre's Pikachu deftly paralyzed the opposing Pok mon blocking the cool causeway.
"That's the ticket!" roared Bridget as she took in the action that was now just happening on the road they happened to be traversing upon. "Now we can get away to safety!"
The shady Eyre just gazed at her friend with the eyes of one who is in the know, suppressing a chuckle. Then, her neatly gloved hand swiftly struck the air, giving her Pikachu the signal. Thunderbolt! The enemy Pok mon was toast.
Bridget gathered her skirts and ran to greet her friend, who was in the process of scraping the fainted Pok mon out of their path. Bridget cried, "That was amazing, Jane!"
"Shut up!" wailed the trembling Eyre. As the rain began to fall, Bridget could not distinguish between the droplets of rain and her friend's tears. "I didn't ask for these abilities!" Eyre then ran all the way to the house, managing not to trip on her own skirts.
A gentleman sauntered up to the distraught Bridget and whispered, "There goes the best time-traveling Pok mon Master you'll ever meet" as he silently grabbed Bridget's purse and sneaked back into the shadows.
Bridget responded without even turning her head. "I know. That crazy biddy is my friend."
Eyre kept her cool as she turned the bonnet on her head backwards. "It's cool." Eyre whispered softly. "That's no demon; it's a Pok mon." After her monologue, Eyre shoved Bridget back to safety as she pulled a Pok ball from beneath the skirts of her well-hemmed dress.
Bridget, just barely bruised from the force of the impact, managed to witness a brilliant flash of light and a strange roar. Eyre had summoned her own strange monster for this special encounter! She was paralyzed with fear, much in the same way Eyre's Pikachu deftly paralyzed the opposing Pok mon blocking the cool causeway.
"That's the ticket!" roared Bridget as she took in the action that was now just happening on the road they happened to be traversing upon. "Now we can get away to safety!"
The shady Eyre just gazed at her friend with the eyes of one who is in the know, suppressing a chuckle. Then, her neatly gloved hand swiftly struck the air, giving her Pikachu the signal. Thunderbolt! The enemy Pok mon was toast.
Bridget gathered her skirts and ran to greet her friend, who was in the process of scraping the fainted Pok mon out of their path. Bridget cried, "That was amazing, Jane!"
"Shut up!" wailed the trembling Eyre. As the rain began to fall, Bridget could not distinguish between the droplets of rain and her friend's tears. "I didn't ask for these abilities!" Eyre then ran all the way to the house, managing not to trip on her own skirts.
A gentleman sauntered up to the distraught Bridget and whispered, "There goes the best time-traveling Pok mon Master you'll ever meet" as he silently grabbed Bridget's purse and sneaked back into the shadows.
Bridget responded without even turning her head. "I know. That crazy biddy is my friend."