Today, my sister and I decided that we were going to send a balloon up to the sky.
"This is seriously going to work," I insisted as my sister guided the player over to the balloon collection on the side of the house. "I did it once. You just have to wait until the balloon expands all the way and then tell Pikachu to throw it."
"All right," she said, grabbing one of the balloons there and heads back over to Pikachu.
"There's just one problem."
"What?" my sister asked as she handed Pikachu the balloon, which started growing larger while Pikachu held it.
"This."
Right on cue, Pikachu tried to smell the balloon. The balloon imploded in a puff of smoke. Wide-eyed, Pikachu began coughing.
"The trick is to pray to every god there is that Pikachu asks you what to do with it," I add as Vicki makes the player character go off to get another balloon.
Take two—Pikachu blows it up by eating it. Take three—Pikachu tries to eat it again. Take four—Pikachu asks us what it is, which gives us hope that Pikachu might not smell/eat it. No such luck. Take five—Pikachu throws it, but the balloon isn't fully inflated so it just dissolves into nothing. Take six—Pikachu blows it up again. Take seven—Pikachu blows it up AGAIN. As my sister and I watch our last balloon explode, Pikachu skips off happily to demolish our garden, smelling every onion it gets its paws on and electrocuting everything else.
"God dammit, Pikachu…you just killed ALL of our balloons!" I scream into the microphone.
"Pi ka chu!" Pikachu proudly replies, narrowing its eyes and putting its hands on its hips.