I can't help it! I got a new idea for a fic, I just had to write it down hehe. Anyways, enjoy!

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Chapter 1: The Wish

Amanda wasn't entirely sure what the piece of paper was doing on her table. Sure, it was just a piece of paper, but it had words on it. And she was distraught because of what the words said. On that piece of paper, in neat handwriting, was:

I'll give you a wish. You can wish for anything, but choose wisely.

There were so many things Amanda had in mind. She turned off her DS, closing it and shoving it under her pillow. Oh, all the things she could have with just one wish! But there was one thing in particular she really wanted.

Amanda slapped herself mentally. This was fake! Obviously wishes weren't real. It was probably a prank. She shrugged, crumpling the paper and throwing it out of the window. After changing into her pajamas, the black-haired girl hopped into bed, slowly drifting to sleep. And as she slowly slipped out of consciousness, she whispered, 'I wish Pokémon was real.'

It was barely audible, hardly a whisper, but a wish nonetheless.

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The next morning, a Saturday, you could say Amanda was extremely surprised when she saw the exact same piece of paper, with the same handwriting and everything, except for another row of words:

So you wished for Pokémon, huh.

'Holy crap.'

Amanda ran out of her bedroom, feeling freaked out. Yet at the same time, she felt awfully excited. Maybe her wish came true?

Unfortunately, that was just a term called 'Wishful Thinking', because when Amanda looked out of the window, everything was the same. However, she was even more shocked when she saw six Pokéballs sitting on the kitchen table. Beside them was a note that read:

This is your team. When the time is right, call the name of the Pokémon you want it to be and release it from its Pokéball.

'Emolga, I choose you!' Amanda threw up one Pokéball up in the air, but it only came falling back down with a thud.

'What?!'

She decided to deal with that later, and stuffed all six spherical objects into her pocket. It was only then where she realised how utterly weird her morning was.

'It must be a dream…'

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Is it good? Is it? Is it? IS IT?!