A.N. Yes, I realize that I haven't exactly updated this story in a while, but the truth is, I've been a little busy. Well, anyway, here's the long awaited second chapter. Also, in this one: *This is an action*
I slowly opened my eyes, not wanting to wake up, except for the fact that a certain Pokemon was waking me up at the time. "Noodles, get your furry little ass off of my face before I stick my foot up it!" I said to the Pichu. Noodles jumped off of me, and stuck his tongue out at me, taunting me. My head fell back onto my pillow, and said, "Why that little runt likes to plant his butt on my face in the morning, I'll never know." I felt something large stir on my chest, causing me to look down and see that instead of my Ralts, a Kirlia took her place. "Tori?" I asked it. She opened her red eyes and looked at me, yawning, and asked, "Yeah, Eric? What's wrong?" "Umm... You've...kinda..." I was saying, not knowing what exactly to say. Tori looked at my TV, trying to find a reflective surface to see herself in, and saw her new appearance. "Oh. My. Gosh. I'M A KIRLIA!" She cheered, jumping around and dancing in my room. I started laughing at this, which caused her to stop. "Why are you laughing?" She asked me. "You're so cute, it's funny!" I said, sitting up. Tori jumped up on me, standing on my lap, and gave me a bigger hug than she could as a Ralts.
I went back to school, following my Day 2 schedule, but first making a trip to my friends, showing off Tori. "Holy crap! She evolved? Ben hasn't done that yet!" Joe said. "Mud Kip!" Ben replied. "Yeah, Not even Shadow has!" Ty argued, Shadow roosting on his head. The Torchic said nothing, but continued to look in the direction behind Ty. Tori relaxed herself on my head, playing with some of my short hair. "Yeah, don't worry. When you guys mature more, then your Pokemon will evolve." I said to them. Tori giggled, which caused her to lose her grip on my head. I caught her, then put her back onto my shoulder, keeping my hand wrapped around her tiny one, for stability purposes. Tori kept her other hand beside my head, enabling her some undisturbed sight.
I went to my first class, Animation, to see multiple types of Pokemon. I walked over to the seat next to the teacher's desk, the only one available, and sat down next to Deb, and her Riolu. "Deb." I said, blankly. "Eric." She said back, just as blankly. "I see your Pokemon is a Riolu. Congratulations." I said to her, not giving a damn. "Yes, and I see that you have a Kirlia. Amazing really, seeing as how your Maturity level can't be high enough." Deb said back, rudely. I gave her a glare, which I could tell could also be given by Tori. Deb countered this with a glare of her own, while her Riolu just stared at me, not giving a damn about anything.
"Good Morning, Class." My teacher said as he came in, Solosis following him. I looked at the Pokemon, amazed that he had such a Pokemon, and that he even had a Pokemon at all. He set his laptop bag down on the desk, and turned to see all of us. "My name is Mr. Stanard. Just say 'Mr. S.' or 'Mr. Standard.' I don't care either way. In class, you'll make stuff out of boxes, cylinders, and spheres, to make one large, moving video." He instructed. "Sol, Los!" Said the Solosis. "Chrom said, 'Begin!'" Mr. Stanard translated. I went to the computer and opened the program that we were told to use, and started to mess around on it. "Tori, look! I can make something into 8-bit on this!" I said, pointing to the screen. She giggled, then put her head on my hoodie, which I had taken off in order to compensate for the insanely hot temperatures that they had here. She moved one of the sleeves to cover her up, and she started to fall asleep. I chuckled, and continued working.
My next class, Math, was stuck with a whole bunch of water types. I don't exactly remember what happened in that class, because I kept phasing in and out of sleep, Tori trying her hardest to keep me awake. The next class was easier, English. Since I spent a lot of time writing, I managed to keep my literary prowess up. I was busy messing around on my computer, due to the fact that my teacher didn't make us do anything during the class, when my Skype icon turned orange, and a small number one appeared under it. I clicked it, and saw the chat opened by my friend, who was home schooled.
[12:04:56 PM] Wiccan Lore: RAWR!
[12:05:00 PM] Thelone Keyblade: Hey, Parker. How's Slips?
[12:05:30 PM] Wiccan Lore: He's fine. He just can't remember that we DON'T LICK THINGS IN THE HOUSE!
[12:05:33 PM] Thelone Keyblade: Lol.
[12:06:00 PM] Wiccan Lore: Oh holy hell. You just used text speak. I have never seen you use text speak. Who are you, and what did you do with Eric Sohinki?
[12:06:30 PM] Thelone Keyblade: I can use Text Speak. I simply choose not to, in favor of speaking like I have an education.
[12:06:47 PM] Wiccan Lore: Ah... So, how's Tori? She looked adorable when I saw her last.
[12:07:03 PM] Thelone Keyblade: Well, an amazing thing happened last night. She evolved. My little Ralts is now a Kirlia. Who has been reading this entire conversation over my shoulder.
[12:07:33 PM] Wiccan Lore: Seriously! Awesome! Hi, Tori! Slips says Hi as well!
[12:08:00 PM] Thelone Keyblade: Tori says Hi to the both of you. I still think that she's kinda nervous around Slips. After all, the last time she was over there, that damn Lickitung almost swallowed her.
[12:08:30 PM] Wiccan Lore: Slips says "For the thousandth time, I'M SORRY!"
[12:09:00 PM] Thelone Keyblade: Tori still seems uneasy. I think that she'll be able to be around her again, just as long as She promises not to try anything.
[12:09:44 PM] Wiccan Lore: Slips agrees to that. So, how's your classes? I guess that you're in them, since this is during school times.
[12:10:04 PM] Thelone Keyblade: Long. As. HELL. I'm currently stuck in English, but the teacher isn't caring about what we're doing. I could be looking through porn on here and she wouldn't care.
[12:10:34 PM] Wiccan Lore:...are you?...
[12:10:44 PM] Thelone Keyblade: *facepalm*
[12:11:10 PM] Wiccan Lore: What? *innocent smile*
[12:11:36 PM] Thelone Keyblade: You do realize who's been reading this, right?
[12:11:39 PM] Wiccan Lore: OSHIT.
[12:12:12 PM] Thelone Keyblade: Exactly. Anyway, I've got to get back to patrolling for these idiots. I got placed between a couple Dark types.
[12:12:30 PM] Wiccan Lore: Alright. Be safe!
"Oh, Parker. What ever am I going to do with you?" I whispered under my breath as I closed down the window, and went back to researching more about Kingdom Hearts. "Eric, you've researched that tirelessly. You've got to stop." Tori said to me, climbing from my back into my lap, where I could better protect her from the Mightyena and Absol that were sitting right next to me. "Alright, I'll stay off of it for a few days." I told her, ruffling her hair a bit. She fixed her bobbed haircut after my hand left it, and leaned up against me, her tiny butt falling onto my lap as well.
As soon as the bell rang, I practically ran to the Lunchroom, carrying Tori with me. I got the lunch for me and Tori as fast as possible, and walked back to our table, where some other friends of mine and someone that I knew were also sitting. Ty and Shadow were there, the latter eating birdseed. Joe and Ben were there, but Ben was different. He was sitting in his chair differently, due to the fact that the Mudkip had evolved into a Marshtop. "Congrats, Ben!" I said, sitting down. I looked over to see my Asian friend, Jazz, with her Swalbu resting on her head, making her look like she had a small, cottony hat on. Then, beside me, sat the other girl, the one who hated me. I never bothered to know her name, and frankly didn't care what it was. She had a Mankey sitting beside her, eating a slice of pizza. "Ox." The girl said to me. "Nag." I said back, taking a bite of my pizza, and Tori eating some of her own. "Ohmygosh, your Kirlia looks so cute, Eric!" Jazz said to me. "Why, thank you, Jazz. Tori and I were definitely surprised this morning." I said to her.
After lunch ended, I went to my last class of the day, Psychology. As soon as I walked in, I noticed a lot of Abras, Unown, Gothitas, and a Giraffarig. I walked over to an old friend of mine, Jake, and sat down in the seat parallel to his. His Giraffarig craned its second head over to us, which sniffed us. The Pokemon turned, and started licking us. "Jake, can you please?" I asked him. "Down, Jeff." He said in a calm, reassuring voice. The Giraffarig turned from us and looked at the board, which was behind a man with an obvious gut and military style hair. "Hello class, I'm Mr. Moody. And I'm going to teach you guys the headache that is psychology." The teacher joked.
After class ended, I took Tori back to the car, with her riding in my backpack. "I still don't understand how you managed to get me to allow you to ride in there." I said to her on the walk to the car. "Simple: You can't resist my puppy dog eyes." She said from behind me. I chuckled, then continued walking. Once we got to the car, I took her out of my backpack and put her into the booster seat. After making sure that the both of us were buckled, I pulled out my iPod. "So, what do you want to listen to?" I asked Tori. "I don't know, but I do know that the Psychology messed with my brain..." She said, rubbing what I presume were her temples. I chuckled, then put on some Pink, picking her latest album, The Truth About Love, and selecting the song, "Blow Me(One Last Kiss)". Upon the first few chords of the song, I managed to pull out of the parking lot, and started the trek home.
When I got home, Tori and I had made it to the fridge first. I pulled out the leftover cheese dip that we had, and nuked it in the microwave. Tori and I watched as the chilli, cream cheese, and bell peppers were reheated, and giving the addictive substance its heat and flavor back. After the thing came out of the microwave, Tori used Psychic to get the tortilla chips out from the pantry, and we went into the living room. I plopped down onto the couch, Tori falling onto me, and I grabbed the remote. I turned it to an episode of Tosh.0, where he was making fun of Asians again. "Why is it that this guy seems so gay, yet also seems so straight?" Tori asked me. I shrugged, then proceeded to start eating the chips and cheese, the flavors exploding in my mouth.
After dinner, and my daily browsing of the internet, and chatting with Parker, I had decided to go ahead and go to bed. I told Tori that I had to take a shower, in which she nodded and walked out to the outside of the bathroom door. I gathered my clothes and towel, and walked in, going to take the shower. Upon exiting the room after I was done and dressed, Tori rushed in to the bathroom after me. I grabbed a smaller towel, and handed it to her, for her to use after she was done with her bath. I walked out of the room, and into mine, and picked up a favorite book of mine, Maximum Ride: Saving The World, and Other Extreme Sports, which I started reading, while waiting for Tori to be finished. After reading for a while, I heard, "Eric?" coming from the bathroom.
I walked over to the door, and said, "Yeah Tori? What's wrong?" "I kinda need help getting out..." She said, and I heard a splash, obviously her falling into the tub. I chuckled, then walked into the bathroom, and picked up her towel, and knelt down beside the bathtub. "Alright, come here." I said, the towel between my hands. She jumped up into my arms, the towel producing a medium sized barrier from the soapy water that she was covered in. "Alright, Eric. I can dry myself off. You go ahead and get into bed." She said as soon as she got the towel wrapped around her. I walked out of the bathroom, closing the door almost completely behind me, and went over to my couch, slowly getting onto it. Tori came out from the bathroom after a minute's pause, and ran and hopped onto me, illiciting a groan from me, since she landed feet first into my sternum. "Ow, Tori, You're killing me!" I said to her. She shifted her body weight to where she could lay down onto my chest, where I pulled up the blanket again. "Night." She said to me. "Night." I replied to her, turning off my light and starting to go to sleep.
