first person

“Tory! Hurry up, or I'm fining you ten thousand PokéYen!” Barry yelled, pacing my room and fiddling with his scarf. If he was a Pokémon, his nature would be Hasty. They even like sweets and hate sour things. “You mean ten thousand more?” I respond, looking at him in the mirror before focusing...

Forward Hello Reader! Firstly, I just want to say thank you for taking the time to read this story. In this chapter, I just want to talk about a few things regarding this fic, as well as what inspired it as well as get the administrative things out of the way. If you don't care, or just want to...