"Think I'll need to take some leave to recover ????"
Get the fuck off me!" He doesn't listen, and seems to get off to my words. He strokes faster, and his eyes start to shut.
" He looks completely normal now. I look over at my dresser and see his Pokeball that the Professor gave me and I go for it. He just smiles as I throw it, him entering it in the red stream of light without a problem.
I take him back to the Lab, and they evaluate him and they decide that he is fine, nothing wrong now. They figured he just wanted to be free. I keep quiet about the whole incident. Then they ask me if I want him, now that they got him back, they figure it would be ok. Should I' I think back to what happened earlier and feel angry, I don't ever want to see that little demon again.
I feel hate towards him, and I hope they send him far far away. I open my mouth to tell them this...the end of the story look at the video above ↑ ↑ ↑