My friends are starting to say I am sadist, and they challenged em to write a humor fanfic. Sooo, this is the result, which sucks... I do not know how to make a fanfic really humorous...

13 December

Dear, Angst Diary,

Alas, today is the faithful day when master shall set off in a hard and dreadful journey without me. How I wish she had taken me with her, but she did not for she couldn't. Oh….the torture of having to stay here when she is off somewhere, probably fighting evil creatures with the intent to kill her!

Even though she had to set off to the terrifying journey, she had not forgotten about us, about her pitiful team of pokemons. She had left us in a woefully secluded place in the mountain. I have no idea how I could spend four whole days with those stupid pokemons, but sadly, I have to…

I could feel my heart breaking as she says 'goodbye'. How I longed to go with her, but no, cruel fate just had to leave me here, with the other pokemons who had not seen the true cruelty of the world. Always, they have those smiles plastered on their ignorant little faces, oh… how I pity them, all they had seen were the façade of this world. Such ignorance.

Yet, when I saw the lovely Espeon walking towards me, I could feel my heart melting at the sight of her. She was truly the image of beauty, the way her beautiful split-tails drooped down, the way her mournful face looked like. I was in love with her immediately. At last, I had found one who had seen the real world…

I walked towards her, putting on my best 'angst walk', and said "Hello, my unhappy Espeon, when I saw your mournful face and your woefully split-tai-"

Here, I was immediately interrupted by the clear, sad voice of hers "I DO NOT NEED YOUR PITY ABOUT MY TAILS!" When I heard her soft little speech, I fall heads-over-heel in love with her. The way in which she phrased her words were so elegant and beautiful.

I stared at her glumly, expressing my feelings through my unhappy eyes.

She looked at me and left, probably to prepare herself next time I come and woo her.

I shall not disappoint this lovely Espeon, thus, I will go and prepare myself too.

We shall meet again, my dear angst-filled Espeon…

14 December

Dear, Angst Diary,

Once again, we had met, the Espeon was there when my idiotic teammates and I head down to breakfast.

She was looking so beautifully depressed today, her ears were drooped down gloomily, I saw her yawn once, which I saw her pretty and sharp teeth.

"Hello, my gloomy darling." I said to her, flirting.

And she growled, "Go away, you stupid Umbreon!"

Ahhhhhhhh, she is in playing hard to get. How sickeningly cute.

And today, that stupid Spheal was longing so much for water that he jumped into the toilet bowl.

Also, it seemed that the dense Bagon had managed to break the mistress-of-this-depressed-house's leg. The mistress then called for help and soon two glum-looking men came and carried her away, leaving only us pokemon in this house. I have no idea I could face the stupidness of my teammates myself, but there is one good point though, I would be able to freely advance on Krila! (Yes, I had found out her name when the mistress shouted for her to help when Bagon broke her leg.)

It was chaos the next few hours and already, the Watortle and Charmeleon had a gigantic sparring match, which cries of pain could be heard throughout the mountain.

It is dinner now, it seems that my Krila had managed to find some pathetic pokemon food for us, isn't she resourceful, my depressed little darling…

15 December

Dear, Angst Diary,

Much had happened in this miserable day. That Watortle and Charmeleon had fought full-blast and had burnt some old and tortured chairs to ashes and drown the television. But it might be just as well to put those chairs into rest though, for everyday (when the mistress is still here, of course) they had to carry the gluttonous weight of the mistress, which I personally believe, is a terrible torture. I shiver to think of what the chairs were going through.

The television, is however, a different thing, how could they bear to drown that box which had a show about how pokemons were being turned into monsters and used to kill other beings!? I mean, the show had shown the cruel side of the world!

Anyway, during the war, miserable Krila had tried to stop them, but of course, I saved her from the danger and pulled her away from the battle.

She was annoyed with me however, I do not understand. I mean, I had just saved her from this terrible war, yet she is enraged with me, but that is the cruelty of this world…

Stupid little Spheal is still longing for water and had managed to have an enjoyable and disgustingly wet hour in the sink before Krila saw him and chased him out.

p.s. That Bagon had managed to break down a door when a paper had fluttered into his face and block his view.

16 December

Dear, Angst Diary,

Today was indeed an angst-filled day. I mopped around the house, as today, will be the day when my pathetic master come back for me.

I would be torn away from Krila! Oh, how unfair this world is! I love her so, and I am sure she loves me too, the way she looked at me was filled with much emotions.

I will follow Krila today, so that I will be able to observed her sad beauty.

I will dedicate this angst-filled day, 16 December, to Krila, my love.

And by the way, Watortle and Charmeleon fought for sixteen rounds today without stopping. And a miracle happened! Only two walls were damaged, could you believe it!? Only two walls! Last time they fought like that, three walls and a roof disappeared, and now, only two walls!!! They must have had enough practice to cause so little damage…

Actually, it is just as well that my woeful master is coming back, you see, that idiotic Bagon had ransacked out pathetic little store of pokemon food today, thus, there were hardly any food left.

Ah, I hear the front door opening, it seemed that master had arrived to claim her miserable pokemons, I had better go and say goodbye and give this bouquet of flowers to Krila while I have the chance.

I would miss her gloomy face so….