The next day, after yet another scolding, Mashiro pedaled home angrily. He muttered swears and threats under his breath. During his little fit, Matsu screeched like metal and flew to some bushes.
"Oh, Matsu, what now?" he snapped.
Matsu squeaked in reply. Mashiro parked his bike and ran to some bushes, where Matsu was.
"What do you-" he asked the Arceus-like critter, but his anger quickly turned to amazement, "Woah..."
There, layed amongst the bushes, was a young girl around his own age. She had a light tan skintone and long, braided, pancake-brown hair that went down to her knees. Her clothing was a dark pink two-piece outfit lined with red. Surprisingly, she appeared to be unharmed. Mashiro decided to take her to his house and give her somewhere to stay. After a brief pedal home, Mashiro carried her threshold-style inside and into his room.
His room was covered wall to ceiling with Nintendo Power posters; his TV was surrounded with every console from an NES to a Wii U. Nintendo Power issues were stacked randomly around the room. His bed had a pillow with Link on the case's fabric, a Mario comforter, and topped with several plushes of Pikachu.
He placed her gently on his bed, her head resting on the pillow and with the plushes. His face was tomato red just from looking at her, she was so beautiful.
As he cared for her, he saw something of hers that twinkled in the entering sunlight. It resembled an NES controller, but completely silver and it had a matching chain.
"It's so shiny... Hope she doesn't mind if I try it on." Mashiro thought.
As the cold chain touched his neck, a triumphant feeling came over the schoolboy.
"Oh, awesome! I feel like a Nintendo hero!" he thought as he stood heroically and fought the air.
As he pretended to fight, one of the Pikachu plushes was thrown at him by the recently awake girl.
"Commoner! You kidnapped me!" she yelled, tossing each of the PikaPlushes at him.
"Hey, quit it!" Mashiro ordered, trying to block the PokeBarrage with a Kirby throw pillow.
"Where am I? Who are you? Answer me now!" the girl demanded.
"I-I'm Mashiro Shiitake." he answered, shaken from her little fit, "H-How about you?"
"I'm Princess Kokoro of Lokisha." she answered, still angry about her 'capture.'
"What's this thing, Kokoro? Looks so much like a controller." Mashiro asked, jingling the chain.
"Oh, that. I was on a quest to find a hero for my world, but I got sleepy and fell asleep on the grass." she answered.
"I'll call this the Controller!" he thought.
"I'm not using it currently, so you can at least watch over it." she said, taking a deep breath.
"Oh, Matsu, what now?" he snapped.
Matsu squeaked in reply. Mashiro parked his bike and ran to some bushes, where Matsu was.
"What do you-" he asked the Arceus-like critter, but his anger quickly turned to amazement, "Woah..."
There, layed amongst the bushes, was a young girl around his own age. She had a light tan skintone and long, braided, pancake-brown hair that went down to her knees. Her clothing was a dark pink two-piece outfit lined with red. Surprisingly, she appeared to be unharmed. Mashiro decided to take her to his house and give her somewhere to stay. After a brief pedal home, Mashiro carried her threshold-style inside and into his room.
His room was covered wall to ceiling with Nintendo Power posters; his TV was surrounded with every console from an NES to a Wii U. Nintendo Power issues were stacked randomly around the room. His bed had a pillow with Link on the case's fabric, a Mario comforter, and topped with several plushes of Pikachu.
He placed her gently on his bed, her head resting on the pillow and with the plushes. His face was tomato red just from looking at her, she was so beautiful.
As he cared for her, he saw something of hers that twinkled in the entering sunlight. It resembled an NES controller, but completely silver and it had a matching chain.
"It's so shiny... Hope she doesn't mind if I try it on." Mashiro thought.
As the cold chain touched his neck, a triumphant feeling came over the schoolboy.
"Oh, awesome! I feel like a Nintendo hero!" he thought as he stood heroically and fought the air.
As he pretended to fight, one of the Pikachu plushes was thrown at him by the recently awake girl.
"Commoner! You kidnapped me!" she yelled, tossing each of the PikaPlushes at him.
"Hey, quit it!" Mashiro ordered, trying to block the PokeBarrage with a Kirby throw pillow.
"Where am I? Who are you? Answer me now!" the girl demanded.
"I-I'm Mashiro Shiitake." he answered, shaken from her little fit, "H-How about you?"
"I'm Princess Kokoro of Lokisha." she answered, still angry about her 'capture.'
"What's this thing, Kokoro? Looks so much like a controller." Mashiro asked, jingling the chain.
"Oh, that. I was on a quest to find a hero for my world, but I got sleepy and fell asleep on the grass." she answered.
"I'll call this the Controller!" he thought.
"I'm not using it currently, so you can at least watch over it." she said, taking a deep breath.
