Doraemon Pocket Novels & Stories

Calvin hadn't bothered to change the combination, so it remained at factory default: 0000. I turned the lock combination and heard a click. The lock opened. The silicone doll sat quietly inside the cabinet, wearing her usual smirk. I pulled out a small, silver device from the pocket of my pajamas. I'd fished it out of Dorothy's backpack during the day while she was in the bathroom. At the time, she'd left her backpack on the living room couch. She hadn't even bothered to zip it up. I'd pretended to look for a charging cable and reached into the backpack, only to find the device that was barely bigger than a thumb drive.

Miranda frowned when she noticed the DE label printed on the box. It had clearly come from one of DE’s engineering teams. Mia clapped excitedly, tugging on Miranda’s sleeve. “Mom, open it. I want to see what it is.” Miranda and Mrs. Young carried the box inside and started unpacking it. Inside was a robot a little over a meter tall, painted pink, with a human-shaped head. It looked like a companion robot designed for children.

I walked up to a lady looking 28 years old. "Ms.? I've never bought a phone before... What phone should I get. She looked back at me, and said. "You should get the XMZ for your first phone. It has a lot of memory space, and you can fit it in your pocket. It's a decent size when you open it, but it folds in half. It has a touch screen too, so you can play games on it."

His dark eyes met hers, and he slid the scroll into his pocket. The scream loosened itself from her mouth as the crowd began to cheer and the drums started to beat again. Her cries were not completely drowned out as Nya moved toward her father in disbelief. That couldn’t be right! She needed to get that paper from his pocket, to see it herself.

It was on… I walked straight toward Damon, my eyes locking onto his heavy leather tactical vest. The clicking was coming directly from his chest. "Stand perfectly still," I ordered. My fingers reached out toward the front pocket of his vest. Damon froze, as I slid my fingers into the small nylon compartment meant for extra ammunition. My fingertips brushed against something small, hard, and metallic hidden beneath the lining. I yanked it out. It was a tiny, circular black disc with a faint red light that flashed.

The door closed behind him and made a beeping sound, showing it had locked automatically. I let out a sigh as I stared at the different package on the center table. I was yet to open any of them. I picked up the one Easton had given me for Alfred and opened it first. A small smile plastered on my face when I saw the little spider man outfit in the box. It even had a small tech device that I assumed was supposed to shoot out fake webs like the spider man in the movie. “Alfred would love this.” I muttered to myself before packing it back. I picked up the one he had given me and opened it. It was a small black book with a note on top.

The Saber Master seemed to be discussing something with the Sword Master, so she answered casually, "I have already copied the Fake God Characters on his chest, and it will take a few days to crack them. Put it away first, then we can use it as a test subject." "How can I store such a big thing..." Ding Hao frowned, and he fixed his eyes on Evil Moon, the fat cat. "Meow?" The hair on the Evil Moon's back suddenly stood up on end. "Why are you looking at me? I can't carry that big guy inside my delicate little body." Ding Hao smiled and said, "Aren't you Doraemon? Just put it in your space pocket." "What Doraemon? Putting that mess in my pocket..." Evil Moon complained. In the end, he had to

said Keyla. “Oh, wait a minute, I’ll get it for you,” Camellia immediately complied with Keyla’s wish to take a Doraemon-shaped chocolate that was placed in a tall window. Because Camellia’s height can be said to be petite because she is only 165 cm, so she had a bit of difficulty picking it up plus there were many visitors jostling to take the same chocolate.

The door behind his seat opened. My head snapped to him as he slid in the backseat. I slipped closer to my door, ready to bolt. I couldn’t even hear the music anymore with how hard my heart drummed. Damon slid through the seat until he was next to me. My AirPod was plugged out and gentle put on my lap. “I need you to do something for me.” He said calmly. He looked dangerously calm. Whatever it was, I wasn’t doing shit for him. Damon pulled out a small gadget from his pocket and held it out for me. I didn’t dare take it. I just stared at it then stared back at him telling him to fuck off with my eyes.

BIG CHECK Now I'm ready to go. It turns out that I should be in the dorm when I remember something. I just forgot to wear my Orvix. If you look at it, it is just an ordinary bracelet but it's far from being normal just like me. It can hide things. The one that looks like Doraemon's pocket. The only difference between him and my bracelet pocket. Here are all my deadly weapons and other valuables. I just have to think of the weapon I want to release and hit the diamond in the middle then poof! I already have what I need. Where did I get it? I did not take it or buy it. I made it myself and invented it. I am the only one who has this. Perks of being a genius. Because I was always lazy to carry