I got off of the comfy chair I slept in, brushed my teeth for the first time in a while and put on my other pair of clothes (I don't wear them too often as they are slightly off purple). As I walked out the door I looked down and saw the guard from earlier was still sleeping. If he sleeps in too long he may miss his train that I imagined him taking back to his old hometown where he lives with his parents for a few weeks before meeting the girl of his dreams. Never mind him, I have stuff to do.
I waltzed down the route beating trainers right and left. It felt good not to be the fat kid who was dumber than everyone else that was put on his own team (conveniently located in the supply closet)for dodge ball because he was so stupid anymore... not that I was (I was the slightly fatter and dumber kid whom the previously mentioned kid had to watch). I guess my pokemon were strong! Well, the exception being Pokey who got his ass kicked up and down the route. I guess I have to do more than pass my fingers over his pokeball to train him, nuts.
As I came to the end of the route, I was challenged to a battle by Lass Juila. She may have looked exactly like every other lass I have ever met (which is really weird now that I think about it) but I could tell there was something different about her insides. Perhaps she had more efficient organs? She sent out her 2 Clefairies and started our dance... battle... thing.
Now I know what you're thinking, “Purple, you cunning fox! You are cheating on Pink!”, and I have a response to you thata-thinkers, “Naw man”. If she doesn't know about it, it doesn't count as cheating. I figure that because I don't read her posts, she doesn't read mine! Its not that I don't read her posts because I am an asshole cheating boyfriend, it's just that I don't know how to read. I only had time to learn to read or write, so I went with what seemed to be the superior option. I am half-literate!
After defeating Juila, I tried to ask for her number but she loudly cried “Waaah! You're mean for beating up my Clefairy”! I tried to apologize and rekindle the flame between us but every time I talked to her I got a “Sniff... Why did you hurt my Clefariy?”. Pffft, women. Happy Valentines you jerk.
I noticed a large tower in the distance, marking the end of the Route and the beginning of Lavender Town. Pink always told me all these spooky stories about ghosts and other generally scary things. Yeah right Pink, Ghosts aren't real.
Catch You Later.
Purle Gitimall
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