An Overactive Imagination

By Arizima

Chapter One

           AN: This is a self-insertion, new-league fic. Self-insertion means that the author is a character in the story, in this case, the main-main character. Self-insertion does NOT mean Mary-Sue, however. After all, can you honestly tell me, as a Pokémon fan, that you haven't dreamed of going to the Pokémon world yourself? I've given you ample warning, don't give me pointless flames because this is self-insertion. If you do, may the curse of being the only boy/girl in a class full of immature girls/ immature boys (that throw stuff at you too, but I'm really just griping now ^^;;;) be upon you. (About the class thing—Well, I haven't met any adults who give pointless flames. I tip my imaginary hat to you guys.) That point said, I think it's time to begin the story.

Normal words Narrative (It's all in Past Tense though)

"Quotes" Speech

Carrots        Narrative Thought (Yes, the main character thinks in English)

I blinked, confused. Where was I? This certainly wasn't my bed. I twisted my neck and opened my eyes, expecting to see the fuzzy, red, glowing rectangles of my digital clock. Instead, I saw a non-fuzzy back of a couch.

HUH!?

I was up like a shot, looking this way and that. I was in a living room or den of some kind, I could tell that much. Where are my glasses!? I frantically patted my clothes until I found them hanging on the front of my T-shirt. I hurriedly put them on, and then stopped.

When did my glasses get so clean?

The thought still hanging in the back of my mind, I looked around at the room I was in. There was the couch I was sitting on, a TV, a doorway, a fireplace slightly to the right of the TV, a bookshelf to the other side, and a picture of some kind of horned seal above me. I got the oddest feeling of déjà vu, like I've been here before, or saw a picture of it, or something, but then again, I get that a lot. I glanced across the room again, startled. The walls, the bookshelves— they were too perfect. It was like some kind of anime land, only in three dimensions. I raised my hand to my face, just to make sure. My fingerprints had disappeared, and my cross line and life line had been simplified, as had my "mount of Venus". Instead of pink around the palm side of the knuckles and little veins running through my finger joints, my skin had become a uniform pale color. And it just looked like an anime hand, again only in three dimensions.

When I glanced up again, I got a weird feeling that I had seen that horned seal somewhere. I stood on the couch to bring it to eye level, then stopped. It was, undeniably, a Dewgong.

How is that possible!? Those don't exist!

I sat back down on the couch quickly. Where was I? An anime land, my hands have been anime-ified and probably the rest of me too, with photograph-quality pictures of imaginary creatures? I heard a scuffling just in front of my feet, and looked down. There, on the floor, stood a tiny round, light blue creature with huge, cute anime eyes, four little fins to serve as hands and feet, and a small, half-circle smile. I recognized it on the spot, though it was much better quality than I had ever drawn it.

Purin? A water type in Cirto, evolves into Brinae through love! How is that possible? I made Purin up! No one knows about it but me!

" Pu? Pu purin rin?" It said confusedly. I backed into the corner of the couch.

" Now don't you come near me! Stay away from me, you hear? Stay away!" I yelped. The Purin, of course, hopped up on the couch and sniffed my socked foot. " I SAID STAY AWAY!" The Purin's mouth broke into a wide grin and it jumped into my lap.

" Purin!" It sat down, then turned its head up to look at me with those huge, cute eyes.

Oh, no, not the puppy look! Anything but the puppy look! I turned away and brainstormed for a reason that this would be happening. Ah hah! A dream! Of course! I smiled and closed my eyes, expecting to be transported out of my dream at once. After all, that's what happened the last time I realized that I was dreaming.

 "Hah! I'm dreaming! You can't hurt me!" I remained still and calm for a moment, then opened one eye. The Purin was now standing in my lap, staring at my face with an expression of worry. Obviously…. I wasn't dreaming. At this point, there was only one thing to do. I slouched and cried out, " Aw, NUTS!"

" Pu purin?" The Purin was sitting on my shoulder now. An idea suddenly struck me, and I took the Purin's outstretched fin in three of my fingers.

" Purin, could you show me to the bathroom?"

The bathroom has a mirror. I can see how much I've been anime-ified. The bathroom has privacy. I can think some more and take a nap if need be.

The Purin nodded and jumped off my shoulder onto the floor. It gave me a 'follow me' gesture with its fin, and rushed off out of the doorway and down the hall to its right. I followed it, going as fast as I could and still be quiet, and it led me to a door.

" Is this it?" The Purin nodded. " Thanks, little guy." I walked in, flicked on the light, and closed the door. It was an average bathroom, in fact it looked a lot like mine only in purple and blue instead of red and gold, but most importantly, it had a large mirror over the sink.

I examined myself, and all and all, I was pleased with my anime-character look. My teenage zits and the constellation of blackheads across my nose had vanished. My eyes, which were weird in real life because of their color (jade green on the outside layer, apple green on the inside layer, with streaks/spots of brown, amber, black, silver, and dark green), were even weirder, because all those weird streaks and spots had become larger and more noticeable—because my eyes took up like 1/3 of my head. My hair, which had been dark reddish-brown with random, frequent strands of light brown and blonde (with a white hair every now and then—If I keep this up, I'll get lumbago at age sixteen or something) was now just plain dark auburn. My glasses were now round instead of the weird shape they had been before. Plus, the stitches on my shirt, jeans, and socks had been simplified.

I happily headed back outside to the hall, when I heard an angry feminine voice call out,

" FREEZE!"

AN: Whoa-oh! I don't sound too much like a Mary-Sue, do I? I'd better go take a test…. Anybody know any good MS tests for Self-Insert characters?

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