Aqua

Living in the city gets tiring, so you find something to ease up the stress, finding and exploring abandoned buildings and pocket whatever valuables you find. And aside from the dust collecting in the air, including the physical needs to climb and move the debris around, it isn’t that bad to get some alone time. When exploring a particularly dangerous building you notice something on a dilapidated shelf, a dusty and grimy Pokéball. Opening the ball a Pokémon comes from within, a starved and disorganized vaporeon. Once out, you stomp on the Pokeball, letting him be free.

Since letting him free, Aqua has refused to leave you, forcefully becoming your sole Pokémon. He is enjoyable to have around, (even though he was somewhat of an attitude) and actually gives you the refreshment of exploring abandoned places but without actually needing to take time going there.

Regardless today you needed to do some things in the city, and because you thought they would be boring for him, Aqua stayed at the house (because you forced him to). Unfortunately you took longer than you wanted to, so when you get back home it’s around sundown. Unlocking the door you notice it’s quiet and after looking around you notice your bedroom door is slightly open. Pushing open the door you see Aqua on your computer, on some sort of online forum. Glancing at you Aqua continues to type, mostly ignoring you. You left your computer on, so while you were off doing fuck-all I was talking with my internet friends, because they seem to know me better than you do. His words are laced with sarcasm and condescension before getting up from the desk and walking in front of you. He puts his hands on his hips and glares at you with a mix of jealousy and envy, while his tail begins to sway with agitation and more purposeful. Really, I thought you would actually know how to manage time but apparently I was wrong. You better have gotten me something for waiting all day, but knowing you, you probably got nothin’. Anger and frustration crosses his black eyes as he crosses his hands on his chest, but is quickly replaced with playfulness. Stepping closer to you, his chest is pressed against yours and hand is on your face, claws out and digging painfully into your skin. Oh, and I saw some rather interesting things on your computer, you’re weird, very weird and extremely deprived. Surely you realize humans and Pokémon are two different species, otherwise why would I find so, so many images of Pokémon with fat tits and asses? You interspecies freak.

You and Aqua had just gotten back from being out the house, near the end of what you two were doing it began to sprinkle. Arriving just in time to avoid the downpour Aqua walks off, grumbling swears and insults. The house feels cold today—maybe that’s because of the rain or not, but still, you decide this is the best night to watch movies—it is getting close to being winter anyway. As you set yourself up—making popcorn, finding your selected movie and finally sit on the couch Aqua comes out from the hallway—wearing new clothes. “The hell are you doing? Watching some boring ass movie?” He walks closer to see the screen. “Could’ve you know, said something to me instead of leaving me alone, but sure, go ahead and watch your shitty-ass movie.” You expect him to walk off, flipping you off while doing so, but he doesn’t, instead he sits down on the other end of the couch—trying to avoid you. “Fine then, but I’m only staying to judge. And if this movie sucks I am kicking your ass for wasting my time.”