Shade: Hi readers! Welcome to my story.
Me: Um, actually, I'm the one who's doing all the work, so it's my story.
Shade: True. But it's about ME, and I'm the one writing in the story.
Me: Whatever floats you're boat. Anyway...
Jake: Hey, I'm an important part of the story too! So is it my story too?
Shade: No Jake, and you don't start being important until, like, five chapters in the story. Now get
back in the pokeball _
Me: Anyway, Shade, you need to do the disclaimer.
Shade: The what?
Me: whispers in ear
Shade: Ohhhh, that. Why can't you do it. Maybe if you would stop using Pokemon, and use cats like you normally do, we wouldn't have to do a disclaimer.
Me: Look, just stop complaining and DO IT!
Shade: Fine. Semi-shade does not own Pokemon. There, happy?
Me: Quite. Now on with the story.
Shade: yay(mlp style)
This is my blog of my life as an Eevee. Oh sure it sounds boring, but just to let you know, I could be doing
battle training right now. But nooooo. MOM said I need to work on my writing and write this. Sure I'm
typing it now. I already wrote this on paper ( well, not all of this). I'm just putting it on here so I can get some credit. So anyway, I'm 7 ( which is about lv.14 in you human' little games of us) and I'm one of middle children in the family. There's my older brother Sparky ( He's a Jolteon lv.26), my older sister Jade ( she's a Glaceon lv.24), and my younger brother Jake ( Eevee lv.11).
So it all started with my Arceus darn alarm clock waking me up from a good dream at 6:20. I headed for the bathroom, which was preoccupied at the moment. Five minutes later, I heard the explosion of an alarm clock, announcing Rex waking up. Man, ever since he learned spark last week, we've lost like... 6 good alarm clocks.
" SPARKY!", came my dad's voice down stairs," THAT HAD BETTER NOT BE ANOTHER ALARM CLOCK!"
" No dad, it was my lamp" replied Sparky. Sparky is not a good lier. Everyone knows that he destroyed his lamp two days ago. So after the ten thousand year wait for the bathroom ( okay, ten minute wait), I finally got in.
Breakfast was normal. Toast and a bowl of Cheerios.
" Mom?" asked Jake," Can we get Lucky Charms?"
" No sweetheart, it's just a bunch of sugar." If I had a dollar for every time mom said that... I'd have a lot of dollars.
Okay, I'm done writing. I'll write about school later.
Me: Well, that was easy.
Shade: It could have been longer.
Me: _ Then NEXT time, YOU write it!
Shade: I can't. Even though I have hands in the story, in reality, I have paws.
Me: Not anymore. starts erasing and drawing
Shade: Awwwwwwww yeeeaaaah. flexes new hands
TO BE CONTINUED
