From: Jose L. Solano <jsolano199@aol.comlink> Subject: [PW!] Er uh.. yeah.. who did you say you were again? Date: Thursday, November 18, 1999 2:43 PM > "Heh Simon over there, Simon over here.." Simon thought again. ". D' > AHHHHH!" In an attempt of pure randomness Simon leapt off his seat and > jumped right on Simon's body, hoping that some way he could switch the souls > of the two, and wind back up in his original body. "D'AHHH!" Simon screamed > again, repeatedly jumping up and down on his own body. "GET IN! GET IN!!!!!" > > > On his fourth jump, Simon misjudged his distance and landed in an awkward > position. Laura's boobs made a new home for Simon's face, and Simon couldn't > help but giggle. But then a muffled scream came out of Simon's body. > > "Ahhhhhhh! What the fuck!" Simon's body yelled. "What the hell is going > on!" > > In surprise, Simon fell backwards on the opposite seat. Simon's body sat > upright, nervously looking around demanding to know what was going on. > > "Dude! Finally you're awake!" Simon yelled. > > "Huh? Me? Who the hell are you?" Simon's body yelled. > > Hesitating for a second, Simon finally said, "Dark, Laura Dark who are you?" > > > "Who am I? .. I don't know who I am" > > Simon studied Simon's facial expressions, as did Simon. The body seemed a > little confused, not fully recovered from the concussion possibly. It looked > around, taking in the environment, finally saying, "Huh?" > > "You suffered from a blow to the head, don't worry I'm here to help." Simon > said. > > " I feel kinda dizzy." > > "I'll brief you more when we arrive at Old Man Andrews." > > "Ok" “Man, I’m hungry.” stated Trent. “Heh, sure. Order anything you'd like.” “I could go for a fried Pikachu right now...” “What? Are you kidding? How could you eat a fried Pikachu or any Pokemon for that matter??” “I don’t know, it tastes good. Why, do you only have them raw? I’ll take that, if that’s all you have.” “Dude, man... that's sick.” “Well, I don’t eat ALL types, just Pikachu, Spearow, Tauros, Pidgey, on occasion Pidgeot, and sometimes Jigglypuff for desert... I’ve tried almost all of them. Electric type’s the best, it gives you that energetic tingle as it goes down your throat... mmm-mmm...” Laura gave a disgusted look, disapproving of Trent's last words. Trent tried not to laugh. “Oh, and you know what else is good? Fire types. If you leave them alone, they’ll cook themselves! All you have to do is sit back and enjoy!” Laura paused for a second and stared at Trent, still in disbelief that people like that existed in this world. “Yeah, but stay away from Poison, Water, Ice, Rock, Ground and Fighting. Poison and Fighting can give you severe stomachaches, Water can cause diarrhea, Ice gives you brain freeze, not matter how slowly you eat it, and Rock and Ground- well, good luck TRYING to eat them!” “Good Goddish man.... what the hell is wrong with you? Pokemon are our friends, not our food?!” screamed an annoyed Laura. “What, I’m just trying to help you out! Hey, you know, that Sandslash looks familiar. It almost likes like mine.” “You have a Sandslash?” “Uh... not anymore.” Trent’s mind raced. He had already said too much. If she could be given any sort of clue as to who he really was, he could find himself in deep shit, what with all the people who wanted revenge. “How old is your Sandslash?” “Uh... I don’t have a Sandslash. In fact, I don’t know what a Pokémon is.” “But you just gave a speech on what Pokémon to eat and what to avoid.” “Uh... no I didn’t. That was your imagination.” “"Hehe, no for real. How long have you had a Sandslash?" “Uh... no Inglish! I no espeak Inglish!” ‘Smooth move, Trent’ he thought to himself. He wasn’t good at quick thinking, otherwise he would have escaped Dreadite and still be in his old body. “Uh well, Laura, since we’re going to Old Man Allen’s...” “Andrew’s, and it’s Miss Dark to you.” “Uh anyway, since you’re gonna give me more info about something there, I’m just gonna take a nap.” “Alright, suit yourself.” Trent leaned back on his chair, he snickered for a few minutes, producing an odd stare from Laura. After about fifteen minutes, he fell asleep. TBC Jose Luis Solano ------------------------------- Offical Member of the AFSH Stupid Brigade ------------------------------- "My girlfriend done burned up my pickup truck WICKED FIRESTARTER!!!" -Coyote Calhoun