Chapter 7: Ralts Online

It took me a while to recall what happened the day before. Let's see now: I got attacked by a Houndoom, I was late for my date, I moved in with said date, and oh yeah, I'm technically dead. Why did I wake up?

I turned around and tried to think what I was going to Jenny today now that I nightgown into a pokemon who can't chest the doorknob why can't I look away. I managed to break out of her little 'trance' when she started to move. "Good morning little guy!"

"I WAS NOT STARING AT YOUR CHEST!!!"

"Oh, how I would love to understand what you say sometimes!"

Jenny then got up and changed, further reddening my face. If I had a nose it would probably bleed through it.Once she finished changing I noticed the clothes she was wearing were the same uniform as those of the Pineco café. She walked up to me and kneeled down like a mother would to a kid.

"Listen, little guy, I just got a job at the café. Can I trust you to stay here alone?" I nodded, "Good! I left some food for you on the living room's coffee table in case you get hungry." With that, we said our goodbyes (and some instructions on what to do in an emergency) and she left for her new job.

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Once she was out the door I plopped down on the couch and watched TV. I thought I had nothing better to do, but then one word came to mind. Ralts.

I was a pokemon that went by the name of Ralts, yet I didn't know what one was. I'm not a pokemon trainer, I only know the local pokemon! My eyes turned towards the computer in the bedroom. I may be a pokemon, but my mind was still human.

I walked up to the computer and pushed the on button, then I jumped onto the chair, and as soon as the screen loaded I moved the mouse, using both hands, and logged into the internet. I didn't have fingers to type with, but I always typed with one finger per hand in the past.

After a bit of searching, I found a website based entirely on pokemon. I typed in Ralts, but it wasn't a big article. "Ok, let's see, Ralts is known as the 'feeling' pokemon, a psychic type which constantly uses its ability known as 'empathy'." I temporarily left to find a dictionary. After spending a long time searching for one, I realized that the entry had a footnote defining the word: it was the ability to sense emotion. Ralts sense them from the horns, it seemed.

Now that one mystery was solved, I continued to read. "Let's see: A Ralts tends to mirror the emotion of its trainer (Jenny isn't my trainer, but its close enough). The happier the trainer, the healthier the Ralts. Likewise, a sad trainer results in an unhealthy and sickly Ralts…." Jenny's best friend (me) just died…. I kept reading with a hope that I would be alive this time next week. "Ralts are normally timid and shy, so they are considered to be rare pokemon. "Hey, I'm rare!"

I then noticed a tag that said 'evolution'. I've heard of pokemon evolutions. When a pokemon evolves it becomes larger and more powerful. If Ralts has an evolution, then there's a chance I can evolve! I quickly clicked on the word and waited eagerly for the page to load. Imagine the anticipation if you were trying to find a more powerful version of yourself. Imagine if it was a Kirlia. I sure didn't have to imagine!

And Gardevoir was even worse!!! Why the hell did I become a pokemon that was associated with girls?! Wait, males could go through a different evolution…. I clicked on the male evolution and saw the picture. "WOOOOOOHOOOOOOOO!!!!!!" Its worth getting past Kirlia to be a Gallade! Blade arms would be great for attacking! Wait a minute, I don't know any attacks.

Reading up, I discovered a lot of attacks a Ralts could use. Some like hypnosis and dream eater sounded cool, but I would need to be a high level to do so. I'm no where near that level. But even if I COULD use those attacks, how would I know how to use them? It would probably be best if I tried them when I got stronger.

So… am I supposed to lift weights or something?