Theboxcatgamr
Dual-Eyed-Bi-Spy And Definitely not dead
- Location
- Upside down two miles away
- Pronouns
- He/one who eat pasta
Dear diary today marks the third year anniversary of my arrival in treasure town. I miss Home but it’s become obvious that I will never see it again. I was cosplaying as I don’t know someone from a game I think? I’ve had a real metal helmet and it took a while but I managed to make it look like it even had horns so I’ve had the advantage in hiding my species. (Too bad they freaked out when the batteries in it ran out and my outfit stopped glowing. They thought I was dying. Ugh I hate this.) so I set up a little shop and it went over surprisingly well thought it was a bit of a bitch at first to convince all the Pokémon that there was a new Pokémon called a “Krungler”… it took almost a year but I did somehow manage to win the locals over with some baked goods (still shocked they not only had but trusted me to use an oven!) and I am very thankful to whatever god is running this show for this (And my bitch ass father for forcing me to join cooking club in school.) but I feel guilty. I do regret taking advantage of their good nature but it seemed to be the only appropriate action at the time. Did you know there is an entire prophecy about a human showing up? They almost had me pegged correctly from the moment I showed up. I really hope this doesn’t bite me in the ass. I set up a partnership with the store next to me, a little friendly place called “Kevcl “ “Kecleon mart” and in exchange for baking and cooking food for them they agreed to allow me to buy items from their surplus at a cheap price to resell, What can I say? business has been booming! I really hope they don’t see through my lies though as my entire livelihood is-
*BANG* *BANG* *BANG*
“FUCK!”
The man jumped and fell out of his Krungler brand chair of awesomeness by a loud banging on his front door, rubbing his sore shoulder he stood up now a little upset that someone was interrupting him during his time off, the man begrudgingly put on his helmet and made his way downstairs into his little supermarket, bottles of apple juice, sodas and various other products lined the three shelves as he walked past to confront the source of the noise. Stopping at his front door he looked through his peephole and saw one of his regulars, a Shinx arguing with a Charmander he saw exploring the town a day ago.
“I’m telling you he’s not a human! He’s been here for three years. He’s a Krungler!” Shinx defended
The man’s Heart dropped into his stomach as he heard the argument.
*No this wasn’t supposed to happen this way! Damn it! who the hell is this?* The Krungler thought in a panic as he pressed in on his special home made door trying to see more
“I don’t know, Sam it’s just the way you described him. I’m not saying he is but-“
Without warning the front door unceremoniously fell down with the krungler beside it.
“…”
“…”
“…Uh sorry we are closed?”
*BANG* *BANG* *BANG*
“FUCK!”
The man jumped and fell out of his Krungler brand chair of awesomeness by a loud banging on his front door, rubbing his sore shoulder he stood up now a little upset that someone was interrupting him during his time off, the man begrudgingly put on his helmet and made his way downstairs into his little supermarket, bottles of apple juice, sodas and various other products lined the three shelves as he walked past to confront the source of the noise. Stopping at his front door he looked through his peephole and saw one of his regulars, a Shinx arguing with a Charmander he saw exploring the town a day ago.
“I’m telling you he’s not a human! He’s been here for three years. He’s a Krungler!” Shinx defended
The man’s Heart dropped into his stomach as he heard the argument.
*No this wasn’t supposed to happen this way! Damn it! who the hell is this?* The Krungler thought in a panic as he pressed in on his special home made door trying to see more
“I don’t know, Sam it’s just the way you described him. I’m not saying he is but-“
Without warning the front door unceremoniously fell down with the krungler beside it.
“…”
“…”
“…Uh sorry we are closed?”