(Hope you enjoy! Comment on your thoughts! Pokemon doesn't belong to me.)
He commanded it to his Poke-ball,
It so faithfully complied.
He brought it to his friends,
"Be on your best behavior, understand?"
It so faithfully complied.
He brought it to school.
Scolded by the teacher,
Noise…
Noise…
Too much noise,
Primal instincts,
Too powerful to disobey.
It so faithfully complied.
He left the trashed school,
It in his arms,
"Lean forward."
Like parent, like son, like pet.
"Do not scream." He began whipping.
It so faithfully complied.
He trained it to become the most powerful Pokémon ever.
"Attack!"
"Attack!"
"Attack!"
Smiles of encouragement beamed on his face.
"Attack!"
"Attack!"
It so faithfully complied.
He became the bully.
"This girl says your Pokémon beat her up."
How mangled she looks.
"I didn't attack her,"
He said to his parent.
"Attack!"
It so faithfully complied.
He asked it to find an eligible partner.
"Eh, too skinny."
"Eh, too short."
"Eh…"
"Eh…"
"Eh…"
"Eh, looks too much like you!"
"Look some more."
It so faithfully complied.
He finally found her.
Such a beauty,
"My Pokémon put us together."
What a great matchmaker,
When all it did was
It so faithfully complied.
He finally left it.
Empty food bowl,
No more berries and potions.
"My Pokémon training days are over."
Gym badges from the glory days of past,
Sometimes for hours it stared.
Hungry from starvation,
No physical activity,
Just cooped up in that Poke-ball,
He spent the time with his wife.
It spent the time inside reminiscing,
The red translucent filter distorting,
What was real.
This was reality.
Hunger.
Loneliness.
What to do?
It so faithfully complied.
He went to search for it.
"Where are you?"
"Hello!"
"Hey!"
"Come back home!"
It turned away.
"I promise I'll take care of you."
"Now come."
It stayed.
He fed it a berry, then
It so faithfully complied.
He saw the pointed end of the heart that is love.
Gift,
After gift,
After gift,
After gift,
Just to please her sorry ass.
He said no more.
She said yes, more.
He said no more.
She said yes, more.
He said no more, too much debt.
She said yes, more, do you love me.
It sat beside,
Ringside seats to the most exciting tennis match.
She stormed out,
"I'll get a fucking divorce before you even think we'll be together again!"
She left him,
A storm of tears in his eyes.
"Come, to my bedroom."
It so faithfully complied.
He studied its face.
Hardly aged,
Perfect skin,
Still the same youthful eyes from before.
Just like looking at a mirror,
Frozen twenty years ago.
It studied its master's face.
Graying on the sides,
Crow's feet,
Tired and worn,
He hadn't shaved in a week.
And then it saw that same expression.
That encouraging smile,
That drove it to keep going
In training.
He had the trainer face again.
He commanded it.
It prepared to attack,
In the closed bedroom.
He commanded it to kill him,
