Secret agent Webster logging on... yeah yeah you know the drill.
I suppose it wasn't much change from my regular life after the police started to interrogate all electric types, I layed low on a regular basis anyhow. It just didn't seem right, if they challenged scolipede to a battle they would have gotten their butts whooped. And they would have had to catch up with him first. Considering they showed up after the job was done, they wouldn't have ever saved cottonee. It just didn't add up.
Pondering this fact for too long was unhealthy, and I had other things to do.
I left my newly constructed nest (the area is top secret) to bring back some food, perhaps a lum berry would suffice for a few days. I stopped in my tracks, there was no need to look for food, as there was a pile of berries in the path in front of me! I could barely believe my luck, so i reached out to touch a pomeg berry. Solid! After confirming the legitimacy of the berries, I grabbed only two: a bluk and tamato berry, two of my personal favorites. I secured them in a sack using electroweb, a move that has proved quite useful for me lately.
It took my several hours to get home, despite the weight i was lugging around, I still attempted to remain secret. I had reached home before sundown, and indulged on my berries victoriously. Happy with a full stomach, I went to bed, having dreams of finding plentiful berries and being rewarded for the whole scolipede escapade. A dream, only a dream. Something as such could only be accomplished in dreams, not in reality. The currently peaceful, yet growingly ominous reality I lived in.
Morning time reached and I heard the horrible screeches of flying types in the distance, which most pokemon enjoyed. I think you can infer why I found this so unpleasant.
In the midst of breakfast I realized something I did, which was rather foolish. I had stolen those berries, they had belonged to someone else, someone who must be in a terrible mood right now. It would probably cost me my life, but I could never deal with the guilt. Do you know of the phrase guilt slides of me like water on a ducklett's back? Well I am the prime example of the opposite.
I retraced the ever so tiny steps I took yesterday looking for the berry pile. I had eventually found it, but I wasn't alone.
A heracross sat leaning against a nearby tree, it was nice to see a fellow bug type around. I had inferred the berries were her property, she seemed to have berry remains clenched in her mouth. Another thing most noticeable was the "do not disturb" sign leaning off her horn.
I had already done enough damage, I didn't want to wake her up from her nap. I flipped over the sign and wrote, using the expo marker laying next to her, an apologetic note about the two missing berries. It toke me a while, that marker was heavy, at least for my standards.
I tried to make a quick getaway, seeing as I had heard tranquil cries in the distance. In my blind footsteps, I ran face first into the pile, which was harder than it had seemed. It left me a great headache, making focusing on the road home quite difficult.
Staying under the shadows, I got home by nightfall, and boy was I tired. no dinner for me, sleep was a higher priority.
I must have been having one of those hunger-induced nightmares. I was in an enclosed room. There were no decorations. I was viewing myself crashing into the berry pile, rewinding every time I touched it. There were controls on my screen, play,pause,and zoom in. I had chains around my real body, jerking progressively tighter as I tried to reach the buttons.
I know it was a dream, but the pain was almost real. When the chains tightened they would cut into me. When the image of me hit the pile, I could feel it, getting worse as the dream continued.
After more struggling, the screen froze. It was dimming and the chains slowly pulled me down. the floor turned into oily, black, ice-cold liquid. I tried getting myself to the surface, but the force took over. I couldn't move. The last thing I saw was a pair of bright, yellow eyes.
Then i woke up.
It must have been 11:00 pm. All of that, and I hadn't even got me through the night.
I closed my four eyes, but this time, not a nightmare, but my stomach woke me up.
Resistance was futile, so I plucked up some leftovers of last night. They were, juicy, savory, and soft. Quite unlike the berries he ran into earlier.
Being assured that another horrid dream would fail to occur, I dozed off. clearly I was wrong.
It was the same dream again, yet I was no longer in chains. I took a few steps around. Rock solid.
The screen still depicted my berry-pile-collision mishap. I cautiously reached for the buttons, the previous dream still fresh in my mind. Nothing happened. I tried the pause button. The screen stopped with my image in an awkward position, legs sprawled apart with squinted eyes. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. I didn't think pressing play could help anything, zoom in it was. Strangely there wasn't a button for zooming out. I pushed the button quickly, I could wake up at any second.
The screen zoomed in on the pile, and as it was getting closer i saw a sparkle. Closer and closer he could make out the words property of dus-. The screen was too close to read, and the buttons were gone. The screen was zoomed in far more than I needed, showing the berries cells. I pounded on the screen in desperation as it zoomed in on one cell, until everything got dark, but something had shown through the night. The very same pair of yellow eyes. A high pitched shriek and a cackle put an end the the silence:
"Do not disturb"
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imma just gonna drop this cliffhanger over here.
the inspiration for this chapter came from me reading articles on the meaning of dreams, and i knew i had to include it.
but anyways, please tell me your feelings on the chapter in the reviews!