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I am bored and school is letting out soon, so I thought I'd start a Choose Your Own Adventure fanfic. It takes place in Kalos and at the moment, that's all you need to know.
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You are a young Pokémon trainer named Fox, and you were awoken this particular morning by an apparently suicidal Fletchling who felt the need to dive-bomb your face. You stretch and roll out of bed, forgetting for a moment that there is nothing beyond the edge of the bed except the hard, wooden floor. You frown when there is no call from your mother to check if you are all right, as is the norm when she hears a loud noise from your room.
Outside of your blankets, you notice there's a definite chill in the air, which is odd because you are inside and your mother is religious about never leaving windows open. Your flimsy pajamas aren't doing much to keep the cold breeze away from your skin. You feel goosebumps raising, and hug yourself in a feeble attempt to preserve your body heat.
You pull yourself to your feet and change out of your pajamas, pausing a moment in front of the mirror to assess your appearance. Your shoulder your bag and head out of the room, remembering to throw a jacket over your shoulders to protect from the almost unnatural chill. The cold, combined with the fact that your mother seems to have disappeared, makes you shudder.
Then you have a thought that makes your eyes go wide.
Wasn't it summer?
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What do you do? Please leave commands and I will write the next segment of the story suitably. :)
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You are a young Pokémon trainer named Fox, and you were awoken this particular morning by an apparently suicidal Fletchling who felt the need to dive-bomb your face. You stretch and roll out of bed, forgetting for a moment that there is nothing beyond the edge of the bed except the hard, wooden floor. You frown when there is no call from your mother to check if you are all right, as is the norm when she hears a loud noise from your room.
Outside of your blankets, you notice there's a definite chill in the air, which is odd because you are inside and your mother is religious about never leaving windows open. Your flimsy pajamas aren't doing much to keep the cold breeze away from your skin. You feel goosebumps raising, and hug yourself in a feeble attempt to preserve your body heat.
You pull yourself to your feet and change out of your pajamas, pausing a moment in front of the mirror to assess your appearance. Your shoulder your bag and head out of the room, remembering to throw a jacket over your shoulders to protect from the almost unnatural chill. The cold, combined with the fact that your mother seems to have disappeared, makes you shudder.
Then you have a thought that makes your eyes go wide.
Wasn't it summer?
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What do you do? Please leave commands and I will write the next segment of the story suitably. :)