Lil’ goober

You get home after a day of whatever, finding that the living room is trashed. There’s chips on the ground, mud prints on the carpet, and a few DVD’s from your movie cabinet scattered on the couch. Heading into the kitchen it’s worse, plastic cups on the ground and every cabinet door open with everything jumbled up. Just as you’re ready to ask yourself what happened, you hear a soft slurping down. You head into your room to find a small purple Vaporeon drinking some of your monster energy. It perks its head up and stares at you with wide eyes, pupils enlarged as it observes you. It then runs away, knocking over the can and getting monster on your desk that thankfully had nothing on it. The little goober runs under your bed to hide, its head barely peeking out as it thinks you can’t see it.