Pokemon- The Pokemart Is Your Friend"Hey, miss, what would you pay me for this?" He held out his Town Map.Pokemon- The Pokemart Is Your Friend by ~VicMongonaIsAwesome
"Sorry, I cannot take that."
"Oh, sorry. Forgot." This time he picked a Moon Stone. "This?"
"Oh, since it's so 'rare' I thought it'd be worth more... Even though I've got, like, five..."
"This HP Up?"
"Awesome! Take all ten! And this Carbos is the same, yes?"
"...You don't get out much, do you?"
Pokemon- In Some Cases, 'Resistance Is Futile'...The brunette was getting frustrated. The other person's attacks seemed endless. Raticate was weakening, hit after hit. Soon the alert sounds begin to go off.Pokemon- In Some Cases, 'Resistance Is Futile'... by ~VicMongonaIsAwesome
He knew he could use a potion, but what help would that be? If he did, the rat would simply not learn its lesson anyway. And he had spent quite a bit of cash on it too! (Not to mention that he had forgotten to stock up on ethers.)
Weeeeee! Weeeeeee! The high pitched notice continues.
No, there had to be another choice.
Frantically, he started clicking.
"You cannot run away."
"You cannot run away."
Then it seemed to say, 'You shouldn't have been so desperate, buddy.'
It all happened so quickly, before he could even understand what was happening.
The noise stopped.
And the boy fell to his knees.
After many taunts and laughs, he got up and reached for his belt.
Picking up and opening a red and white sphere, he yelled "Go, Char--"
Before he could finish, the enemy was toast, burnt to a crisp.
Kiss - GermanyxReader“Alright (y/n), you ready to start this?” Alfred asked through the speaker into the recording booth. I sent him a thumbs-up and held my headphone closer on with the other hand.Kiss - GermanyxReader by ~SuperQatarGirl
“And you, Ludwig?” Alfred directed at the blonde standing beside me. Ludwig merely nodded and looked down at his sheet. He looked very focused as he read it over again. I smiled slightly and took a quick glimpse at my own.
I knew this song, and I knew it well. I knew exactly how I was going to sing it, too. I learned songs better by just hearing them than by the sheet music provided.
“Great!” Alfred said enthusiastically from the other side of the glass. “Then I’ll start the music.”
At once the light, fast guitar started playing, and my first line came only a few seconds after.
“But how can you know for sure?” It wasn’t singing, but it was part of the introduction, and I knew how important introductions were.
“Is there really