5:42 AM ~ Day 8
If Thomas had been in Pokeworld, he was sure he would've facefaulted. As it was, he simply gaped at the atrocity his room had become.
Here was his dresser, where he displayed his plastic collectibles. But there was nothing there except a dance trophy.
And his walls; stripped of their posters, now "decorated" with a clock and glow-in-the-dark stars.
Cautiously, Thomas approached the only familiar thing, his red CD player. It was exactly the same, only sans Pikachu sticker. He reached out and pressed "Play".
Some giant named Hagrid told me I was a wizard
He told me why my parents were dead
There was an evil dark wizard who killed 'em with his wand
But just left me with a scar on his forehead
That's Weird Al! he thought. Weird Al, who sang "Polkamon"! Thomas sank into the bed, oblivious of the floral, non-Jigglypuff sheets, reveling in this one connection, however small, between him and his parallel self.
Well, the owls start coming
And they don't stop coming
Fed up with this
Vernon got the car running
"Wait a minute. Weird Al never sang a song like that..."
He grabbed the cover to the CD. "Polkamon" was missing, replaced by something called "All Scar".
Didn't make sense and it wasn't fair
He drove us almost everywhere
So much to do so much to see
So let's go to Diagon Ally
Dragon Ally? What in the name of Entei is this song about? Thomas wondered.
Suddenly, he realized the water wasn't running anymore. His sister was out of the shower. He needed to get out of the house, NOW!
Slowly, he crept down the stairs.