"The best no-nonsense politician ever! They just stop makin honorable people like him. I really hope he left a video or something behind telling people how bad Trump is as a president, who cares now I?m dead!"
Branches are catching my coat and slowing me down, and what I feel touching my legs seems to be doing it firmer and firmer, actually wrapping around me, but I break out of it. Finally I breath a sigh of relief as I get out of the trees. I'm breathing heavily and sweat is pouring down my back.
I feel the adrenaline pulsing through me.
I've never seen Pokemon act like that, than I remember something about what Mom said about a Pokemon's mating season and how cranky they get, maybe that's what's wrong with him.
As I enter my room a receive a shock, its Snivy. He's tip on my bed, cleaning his scales, when he spots me he smiles. "Sniii. " 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 wjth 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...the end of the story look at the video above ↑ ↑ ↑