Chapter 4

Gardevoir wakes up from her long slumber. The plane is arriving in Tokyo. She stares out the window blissfully. She stares down at her pair of cheeto stained boobs, then dots to her right. Domas looked like he was hibernating. Gardevoir looked at his orange tinted fingers and an empty cheeto bag inside the cup holder. It took her a minute to analyze what was going on. She turned FireRed and popped Domas in the dick. He stopped breathing. Blood began staining his shorts and seeped out of his zipper. The plane had a rough landing, sending Domas flying across the aisle. Gardevoir and Brian walked out of the plane holding each others hands. The two walked out of the airport. Brian opened his portable bike as Gardevoir slipped Brian's iPhone 6 out of his pocket and began texting Gallade. "Hey, I just arrived. I'm going to my new house right now. See you soon ;)" she texts. "Alright, it's ready!" Brian exclaims. Brian places Gardevoir in the basket and begins to pedal. The wind blows gently on Gardevoir's face as Brian is bombarded by clumps of lice and grease. They make their way to their new abode. Gardevoir hops out of the basket and walks towards the porch. Brian begins fold his portable bike. Gardevoir hesitantly reaches for the doorknob. Suddenly, the screeching of tires caught the attention of both Brian and Gardevoir. A Tokyo Drifter has appeared! Brian glared at the oncoming '86 Corolla drifting towards him. Brian's eyes widened as the Corolla inched closer. "Jumanji…" he whispers. The car strikes Brian's entire body. His ragdoll flails in mid air as blood and debri start spewing everywhere. Brian hits the pavement unconscious. Gardevoir stares silently at the scene. She quickly sprints towards Brian's brain dead corpse. A tear runs down her cheek. Gardevoir lifts her dress as she tip toes in the puddle of blood flowing down the hill. She kneels down and turns Brian's body over. His eyes began to roll back. Gardevoir quickly performs CPR. She calls the emergency services soon after. Brian was still heavily bleeding. Gardevoir hears the faint sirens of ambulances approaching. Paramedics rushed out of the vehicle. "Move out of the way bitch." they say while pushing Gardevoir out of the way. She begins to get agitated, but let's it go like Elsa and her snow period. The paramedics tend to Brian's injuries and place him on a backboard. They rush him to the hospital, leaving Gardevoir behind to observe the aftermath of the carnage. "What the fuck did I just witness…?" she whispers.

The automatic doors open in front of Gardevoir. She walks nervously into the lobby of the hospital. She glazes around at the illumination then proceeds to the elevator. The doors open and she walks in. Gardevoir eagerly waits for the rest of the people to come in. She gets forcefully shoved towards the back before finally getting crammed in between these two dirty guys. "Hey babe, what's yo name?" the African man asks. She looks at him, petrified. "My name is Bryce, but you can call me the Anal Afro."

"Nigga, fuck off ese" the Mexican kid yells. He directs his attention towards Gardevoir. "Hey beautiful, how you been?" he flirts. "My name is Miguel, but you can call me… anytime." He hands her a piece of paper with dried semen and his phone number on it. "Y'all niggas needa fuck off." says a familiar voice. William suddenly appears from the crowd. "The fuck did you say nigga?" Bryce revolts. "Wanna throw hands mo' fucka? Let's go!" William scrunches his fingers into two fists. Bryce does the same. William throws two punches in the stomach then finishes the combo with an uppercut. Bryce pulls out a knife then fatally stabs William in the crotch. "That's no fair nigga!" he yells in pain. William uses the last of his energy to taekwondo tornado kick Bryce in the chest. "C-C-C-C-COMBO BREAKER!" says the announcer. The border patrol sirens begin to sound. "Oh shit, gotta run!" Miguel blasts out of the elevator as the doors begin to open. Gardevoir walks out with the crowd, then looks back at William bleeding out and Bryce crying on the ground with his glasses broken and dirty J's. She ignores them and proceeds to the front desk. "Excuse me, do you know which room Brian David Wong is in?" she asks kindly. The bitch directs Gardevoir to room 6969A. Gardevoir walks into the corridor and locates room 6969A. Little did silly Gardevoir know that she walked into room 6969B. She pulls out a Get Well Soon card and pushes the door open. Before her eyes, a couple is having steamy sex on the hospital bed and it smells like jalapeno lube. That's fucking disgusting, am I right? She rushes out of the room and goes into room 6969A. She sees Brian sleeping peacefully in his hospital bed. "How cute…" she blushes. Gardevoir takes out her iPhone 6 plus Gold Swag Edition and snaps a pic with a filter. A hand taps Gardevoir's shoulder, startling her. "I'm sorry to tell you, but he's in a very severe coma. We predict that he may wake in a few months, or he may never wake up at all." the doctor informs. Gardevoir's heart raced. She almost sheds a tear. She places the Get Well Soon card in between Brian's limp hands and walks out of the room. A dank warrior may never wake up again. Gardevoir arrived at her home and entered her room. She jumped onto her bed and stared quietly at the ceiling. "I'm so bored…" she thinks to herself. Gardevoir begins to fantasize about her favorite TV show character, Ash Niggums. She blushes and hugs her pillow tightly with her eyes closed. Her knees begin to tremble. What are these feelings…? Oh yea, if you're old enough, then you'll know, lmao. Gardevoir gently slides her right hand across her stomach and into her panties. She trembles even more. God damn, it's getting pretty steamy in here. Gardevoir clenches her legs together in pleasure. She has never stimulated herself before. She imagines that Ash Niggums is rubbing his 14.5 inch black dong on her clitoris. She begins to motion her fingers. "Oi!" she lets out a cry of pleasure. She begins to rub her fingers against her clitoris even faster. Sweat quickly runs down her forehead. Gardevoir then inserts one finger into her vagina. She fantasizes that Ash Niggums penetrates her with his now 15.7258 inch black dong. "Ah~, mmm Ash Niggums, your wee wee is so strong." she speaks. She then slides two fingers, then three, then her entire fucking fist. Tears and sweat run down her cheek as she blushes super hard. Suddenly, the crash of a door opening is heard. It's Gallade. Gardevoir darts towards him and covers her girlhood with a blanket. "I've come to deliver my seed…" Gallade says. Gardevoir uncovers herself in relief. "Come and give it to me baby…" Gardevoir beckons him seductively. Gallade reveals his large donkey dong. Gardevoir grabs it and begins licking the base of his pee pee. She sucks his dong all over until it is shiny and lubed up for his enjoyment. "Ready for my seed baby?"

"Yes, I've always been ready for it…"

Gallade inserts his long cock into Gardevoir's tight pussy. "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii IT'S FUCKING HUGE OH MY FUCKIGN GOD!" she screams. Gallade begins to thrust hardcore against the wall. Outside, some beaner faggot is watching them and fapping at the same time. "Lmao, it's not fun if it's ethical." he whispers to himself, because that's his motto. The couple switches positions every few minutes. "Ay, I'm about to cum, k?"

"lol, k…"

Gallade doesn't pull out and delivers his almighty seed. He probably squirted like 12 gallons because cum leaked out of Gardevoir's vagina consistently for like 16 fucking hours. The two lay in bed in peace. Suddenly, a giant ass pitcher of blood or some shit bursts through the wall and yells "OH YEAH!" or some shit. I don't fucking know, I'm almost 100% done with this fucking fanfic. Just kidding, I might write more. Anyway, Gallade and Gardevoir stare at the Kool-Aid pitcher. A horde of African American men start running at 27.6 miles per hour towards the pitcher. "OH NO!" the pitcher exclaims. The horde of black men start tearing the pitcher apart and drinking it's fluids. "My brudda, dees blood from da k00l-aid peetcher ees a delicacy in Nigeria, do not waste it ever." says the Nigerian Prince. The crowd soon clears up, leaving a massive hole in the wall. Gardevoir faints. "Shit nigga."