Hello world. Well, after trying and failing to write a successful consistent fanfiction, I find myself lost. Of course I have written original works, but there are just so many times that I yearn to write something in my favorite fanverse. That's where this fanfiction comes in.

With these "cravings" as I will call them, there really isn't a cure other than writing. Along with the desire to write this petty self-insert, I have discovered that I hate making up the beginning of stories. Through my experience, as I have had plenty of ideas that all needed a start, I will admit my introductions are very rough. Usually I find myself sliding past them to get right into the tasty middle, because let's face it, the start of a story is mainly used to explain the situation. Perhaps if I ever finish this story I will come back, but I seriously doubt it.

Now I know many of you are yelling at me, telling me to get on with the story. For those impatient folks that badger writers to complete their stories in a timely manner, "I'm sorry… I'm so sorry." This is a "I feel like writing, but don't want to start over story." Literally, I started this a long while back. It just so happens that I've been fairly consistent with adding to this fiction in particular, hence I am posting it.

Now that I'm done with that, I must repete that I am not writing this for reviews or likes or anything of the sort. I am and always will write for fun. This fanfiction is merely me fulfilling my strange craving for my own pokemon self insert. For those of you that still want to read, I wish you the best of luck. Enjoy.

It was noon and already my day had gone from bad to worse. My sister, Heather, broke my baby! Okay, it's not actually a baby, but I just loved it so much! She smashed my sleek black DS into pieces! So now I was stuck using her pink DS… Ug!

The only good news was my game was protected! I would have strangled Heather if she ruined my pokemon black. Speaking of Heather she was knocking on my door.

"Hey…"

"I'm not talking to you!" I turned my back to her.

"But Brena!"

"You ruined my DS!" I popped the unscathed Pokemon Black game into my sister's DS.

"I said I was sorry!"

"You'll have to do a lot more than that if you want to get back on my good side." I reached the menu before tapping the pokemon game.

"What can I do?"

"Well you could start by buying me a new DS… And cleaning my room… And doing my chores…"

I was so caught up in my list I didn't even notice that my game was completely glitching out. When I finally looked down it was too late. The screen flashed white and Heather and I were gone.

We found ourselves in a forest. I looked around before I saw it. A sewadle crawled up a tree.

"Heather, I forgive you."