Pokemon Fanfiction Watching The Show の小説・ストーリー

"Did you see that?" Jonathan asked excitedly, nudging Amanda's shoulders and pointing to the TV where Naruto was currently playing. She snapped out of her thoughts and looked at the TV, "yeah I did, that was super cool" she said even tho she has no idea what he was talking about, she hasn't been paying attention to the anime, and not because she didn't want to.

"How dare you laugh at me?!" "I'm so sorry, Mara. Hahahaha!" He was trying to calm himself down. "I was not talking about that, lady. And... Hahaha! Pico is not even a girl! Mara, you should just forget about that anime or just go watch Naruto and it will suit your taste." Mara's forehead creased and then pouted. She could feel her ears burning in embarrassment as soon as she realized that they were not on the same page just a moment ago.

**LIA** We had the TV on, while eating and chilling with our pizza and beer, which was the best combo by the way. We argued a bit before agreeing on what to watch. Which was by the way Miraculous, who’d argue on that. After laughing a lot at the show, which was mostly done by me, I glanced towards him, he was so focused on the cartoon so much that I doubt he’d notice me staring. Why does he have to be a jerk and still look so good?

How can I accept him if he still loves her? I need to clear everything. But I don't have the guts to speak to him. Besides, he too needs some time to clear his mind. I plugged my headphones to the laptop and watched a few episodes of Pokémon. It is my all time favourite and pokemon are so cute and My darling Pikachu is always best. His pika-pika would always bring a smile on my face. My heart felt light as I watched those carefree lovely babies. After a few hours, I went outside and saw our relatives are packing to leave. I helped them in packing things ignoring their denials. Tomorrow early morning we would have been going to Chennai.

Just fuckin’ kill me. I couldn't help but roll my eyes as he brought out his prized possession: a Pikachu plushie almost as tall as me. He squealed in delight, cuddling it like a beloved pet. I fought the urge to snatch it away and toss it across the room. I found it weird that he would be interested in such childish things. He was a fucking athlete for crying out loud. As the hours ticked on, I grew increasingly restless. Mark seemed oblivious to my agitation, wholly consumed by his rapturous Pokémon tales. I had tried my best to stay attentive, nodding occasionally or offering an insincere smile, but I was on the edge of my patience.

The audience of the live show went berserk. "Look at that gaze! He's staring right through the assistant! Are there any fan fiction authors writing stories about them? I would totally read it—the spicy kind!" "Still think he's not interested? The moment he walked in, his radar directed him straight to the assistant's side! He isn't even hiding it anymore!" "Sneaking a peek, hey? That's cute! Am I watching a fashion design competition, or is this a reality dating show? Well, it doesn't matter. I'll watch it anyway! Please keep this momentum going! Otherwise, I'll be mad!"

POV Noralyn "Oh God, I think I'm in love!" Jade reaches out her hand to touch the screen of my laptop. Her fingers caress the frozen image of the actor on the screen. We're in my bedroom watching my favorite TV show, Supernatural. Jade has apparently fallen for Dean Winchester, one of the male lead actors of the show. "I'm telling you girl, I'm in love!" She makes fawning noises and I can't help but laugh.