119. [FOURTH WALL! ACTION FOR ERRYBODY]

[foolishwren]

<sub>[It's begun.]

[THAT TIME OF YEAR.]

[No, not the time of year when the Christmas decorations start going up in stores-- let's be real, guys, that happened like two months ago.]

[No.]

[It's that time of year when the boundaries between worlds grow thin and all kinds of wild and wonderful things come pouring out of thin air onto the streets for all to watch and enjoy.]

[... And then on the other end of the spectrum, there's...]</sub>


WHOA! HEY, EVERYBODY, LOOK! MORE NEW POKEMON!!!

_{[The shout of an excited Ace Trainer dudebro who never quite got off the September Swarm hype train rings out over the chaos as a small army of... uh... things come bumbling down the sidewalk, ineffectively squawking and bumping into peoples' legs.]}

OH! Oh, they're ADORABLE! LOOK! I'm keeping one RIGHT NOW!

<sub>[A Poke-Fan sweeps one off of its tiny nub feet and cradles it like an infant while it flops and kicks.]

[A crowd soon forms.]

[No one pays any attention to the trainer hopping up and down at the edge, waving her arms.]</sub>



Guys-- GUYS!! STOP!

THOSE AREN'T-- THOSE AREN'T POKEMON, YOU GUYS.

DON'T TRY TO CA-- unbelievable.

Comments

[no_ufo_ending]

<sub>[Henry blinks dully at that. Wow. Poor Heather. He trots his way over to the bushes and thoughtlessly plucks one off with his teeth.]

[And finds that it tastes different. It isn't the bitter, bland taste that he's built up a resistance to! How weird...though, he hasn't exactly given a lot of thought to his tastebuds.]

[Also he just fired a fucking SUNBEAM OUT OF HIS FACE so...the fact that he still has tastebuds at all is a miracle in and of itself.]</sub>

Heather! Try these!

[foolishwren]

_{[His legs are longer, so he gets there faster. She plunks down sourly in the bushes' shade, watching him with a skeptical look.]}

YEAH, I don't particularly feel like tempting fate on the 'digestive issue' front when I'm something that might be able to shoot lightning bolts out of its ass or something.