5pm
The four of us sat quietly around the living room contemplating what to do about the numerous Rattata running around the kitchen. They could be heard going through the trash can and pantry as they knocked over numerous dishes in the cupboards.
"So that's what those sounds I've been hearing were from." I said thinking back to my many sleepless nights.
"You mean that sound?" Tommy's mom said as we all quieted and listened to the scratching noises in the walls getting louder and louder.
"That's the one." I said softly knowing that this wasn't good news. All suddenly went quiet as all that could be heard was our breathing when suddenly the phone rang sending nearly all of us into a heart attack.
"Hello?" My mom answered as she tried her best to hide the uneasiness in her voice. "Oh! Hello, Dr. Thank you for getting back to us so soon. Uh-huh. Really? Hold on I'm going to put you on speaker so Emily can hear too."
"Hello." I called out weakly from my spot on the recliner.
"Hello, Emily, how are you feeling?" The Dr. asked not really giving me time to answer before continuing. "So I've done a bit of research with Professor Oak and I showed him the pictures of the bites on your leg. You've been poisoned by a Toxic attack. Unfortunately, the antidotes sold in stores are not made for humans. The good news is that I'm working with the professor to come up with an antidote for the poison which is what's been causing your symptoms."
"Oh good! I'm so glad to hear that, Dr." My mom said as she placed her hands over her heart and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Now about that noise I heard in your house-"the Dr. started but was then cut off.
"It was Rattata, like you said. Our neighbor's son flushed them all out and into the kitchen."
"How long did Emily say she was hearing those noises for? That started recently, right?" The Dr. asked his voice dropping a bit.
"No, I've been hearing it for about a month or so and it's been getting more and more frequent." I corrected.
"Mrs. Ketchum, you need to get Emily and get out of that house." The Dr. said suddenly.
"Why, it's just a few Rattata loose in the kitchen?" I said thinking it was no big deal.
"No, listen! Rattata reproduce like bunnies! Even worse than the Octo-mom! If you've been hearing noises for that long, there must be hundreds by now if not more! I was wrong, the thing that bit Emily's leg wasn't a Rattata! It was a Rati-"The Dr. tried to say before the power suddenly shut off leaving us all in pitch blackness as the line went dead.
"Don't worry, everyone!" my mom said trying to calm us all down "I have candles."
"That's weird, nobody else's power is out." Tommy said looking out the window.
"Here, how about I help you pack a bag and the two of you stay with us for a little bit." Tommy's mom offered as she helped light some candles."
"Thank you, that would really help us out a l-"A loud hissing sound was heard as everyone's attention was drawn to the sound.
"MOM!" I suddenly screamed at the top of my lungs. There in between my legs on the recliner was a huge hissing Raticate. It bared its hideously large fangs at me as I was trapped in my seat unable to run away as the two foot rat came closer. It's tan fur stuck up on its end as it looked like it was about to attack. "Mom" I whimpered as I helplessly wet my diaper in fear. My mom was afraid of a tiny field mouse, how could I expect her to rescue me from a 40lb rat.
"NOBODY!" I suddenly heard my mom scream. "NOBODY HURTS MY BABY! "She said, suddenly charging forward with one of her "special occasion" high heels in hand. She hit the rat with all she had as it began to topple onto the floor but before it could land, she gave it an almighty kick, while still airborne, and sent it flying across the room. Where my mom suddenly found the strength and courage to kick a 40lb rat clean across the room is beyond me.
"And you said those shoes were a waste of money and would never get used" mom said as she picked up my still trembling self and held me in her arms."
"I-I s-sstand cor-corected." I stuttered in shock as we all headed for the front door as fast as we could.
NOVEMBER 24TH 2 AM
My head swirled with wonderful thoughts as I played with an Eevee in the field by my house. We took turns chasing each other through the flowers as the little pup jumped into my arms and climbed onto my shoulder. I scratched behind her ears as she nuzzled against my hand affectionately. Suddenly out of nowhere I found myself surrounded by little purple mice. Everywhere I looked there were dozens upon dozens of them approaching from every angle. I reached up to pet the Eevee on my shoulder to reassure it and quickly noticed its once fluffy fur now felt course under my hand. I looked to not find the Eevee from before but a large hissing Raticate as I let out a scream for help.
"Emily! Emily, wake up!" my mom said as she stood over me placing a cool wash cloth over my forehead. "Shh, it's ok we're safe now." She said wrapping her arms around me as I began hyperventilating and struggling to get out of bed. "Shh, calm down. It was only a bad dream." She said slowly rocking me back and forth as I began crying in her arms until my breathing once again became normal.
"Where are we?" I mumbled out.
"We're at Rachel's house. We're safe."
"Who's that?" I asked as I laid back down on the pillows.
"Tommy's mom." She answered as she stuck a thermometer under my tongue. "MM." she moaned disapprovingly as she checked its results. "103.4. I hope Professor Oak can hurry up with that antidote." She said as she gently placed the washcloth back on my forehead. "Oh, poor thing" she said after lifting up the blanket. "You need a change. Luckily I was able to run to the store and get a few things while you were asleep." She said before opening a very large pack of Depends. "I didn't know how long it would take Professor Oak to come up with an antidote so I decided to buy a bigger pack. It's cheaper in the long run." She explained when she noticed my eyes go wide. God, if you're there, please whatever happens, don't make me go through that full box.
She pulled the blanket completely off and before she undid the tapes asked me to empty my bladder. This request had become so routine that I was already half-way done peeing before she had even asked. She nodded her approval when she noticed I was already going as I turned my head and blushed. No matter how many times we did this I don't think it will ever get anymore less embarrassing. I've come to the conclusion that she is afraid I will pee on her mid change and that is why she makes me empty myself beforehand each time. I must have done something horrible to her as a baby.
"I'm done." I muttered quietly into my arm after a few awkward seconds. While she was working on everything down there, I couldn't keep myself from asking, "Why do you always ask me to pee before every change?"
"Isn't it better to get everything out before getting changed? That way you can keep your new one cleaner longer." She said as she slid the new diaper under me.
"Well, that's true, but even when I say I don't have to go you will literally wait until I go. Even if it's just a little bit. Why?"
"Well, when you're body gets used to just going wherever you are and not holding it in, you'll start to loose certain… muscle control. Like the ability to tell if you need to go or not." HA! So she is afraid I'll pee on her! Wait… WHAT? Does she mean I won't be potty trained anymore? PROFESSOR OAK, YOU BETTER HURRY UP AND GET ME THAT ANTIDOTE!
"There all done." Mom said as she tucked me back into bed. "What do you want for your birthday? It's coming up in a few days." Out of Diapers. Ridding the house of its current infestation. The ability to walk again…
I let out a yawn as my eyes began to close as I remember the pleasant dream I was having before it got ugly. "An eevee." I said as I drifted back to sleep.
