Forty
It's Dangerous Alone
Shaymin blinked her eyes open in her dream and stared at the world around her.
She was in a forest, in a sandy clearing. A door leading off into the trees was behind her, but everything was 8-bit.
"…Q-Quilava?" she called into the wood.
No answer.
Walking to the door, she entered to find a dark room with a man in between two torches.
"IT'S DANGEROUS TO GO ALONE!" he said. "TAKE THIS!"
A wooden sword appeared in her paw.
"What?" she gapped as the man disappeared into thin air.
Curious more than afraid, she back stepped out and ran into none other than an octorock.
"GAH!" she squealed, swatting the sword uselessly against it.
The octorock, having a very small amount of energy, disappeared into a poof.
"…aw shoot," she cursed as the game she was in came to mind.
Much, much, MUCH later…
I am not kidding. This was like the equivalent of three months later.
Shaymin kicked the door down, her flower on fire and an arrow lodged in her fur.
"Zelda…I question…your choice…of prison," she panted to the girl behind the screen of fire.
"YAY!" Zelda cheered.
"SHAYMIN, WAKE UP!"
Back to reality we go…
Shaymin jumped as Zoroark stood over her with a now empty bucket of water.
"Girl, you've been asleep for hours!" she yelled, throwing the bucket behind her.
Shaymin looked at Zoroark, then collapsed onto her pillow and screamed.
Ah, Zelda. Zelda Zelda Zelda ZELDA, I mean, really.
Zelda: what is this?
Agumon: Where the Wild Things are.
Oh be quiet.
ONE REQUEST BEFORE I PUNCH AGUMON IN THE MUZZLE! Please keep your language in the reviews down, this is just a K plus fic!