Halloweed in Ecruteak
I guess you could say that I'm a pretty traditional kind of guy, right? I mean, living in Ecruteak it’s hard not to be because the atmosphere is so, well, traditional. I know that I don't dress like it every day but that’s because pretty much every day I'm fighting battles and it gets a bit annoying. That and I own way more pants than anything else so it makes sense. But anything half important? I see no reason not to go all traditional, it’s just what I know.
And I know that I'm nowhere near as traditional as Falkner is but I couldn’t wear that every day. I couldn’t be fucked putting it all on in the mornings and trust me, I know from experience how hard it is to get it all off in a hurry and to be honest, I don't want to be stuck in it if I suddenly need to piss. Which isn’t the greatest opening imagery ever but the whole thing is leading up to a point so go with me. In most ways I'm pretty likely to be called ‘traditional’.
While the set-up in my gym is pretty advanced, it’s the most advanced thing in town by a long way, the next being the Pokemon Centre. And yeah, I live in part of the Gym so it’s not the most traditional home ever, I mean, I've got floorboards and windows and indoor plumbing. And I'm not married to a pretty girl and I don't have kids, neither of which will ever happen, and I’d rather spend my weekends staring at the tv instead of in a temple, and you know what? This isn’t helping my case. I don't mind the traditional things because they show us how we got to where we are today. But as you can probably guess, my favourite holiday? Always, forever, it’s going to be Halloween.
As a kid I always liked Halloween because I've always liked ghosts, which is why I became a Ghost trainer. This is interesting stuff I know but shut up, I've only just started. You know what’s coming, a ton of shit about how this Halloween went, so I’ll get to it eventually. I remember one year, before I had any Pokemon, that I made a Ghastly out of paper and stuck him to my shoulder when I went outside.
And I remember it being the most fun I’d ever had at Halloween and that’s when I figured that I wanted it to be Halloween all the time so I started reading about Ghost types so when I was old enough I could start training them straight away, I just wanted Ghosts. It didn't help that not long after I started all of that, I Saw myself training a Ghastly one night in a dream so I knew that it’d all work out in the end.
Anyway, Halloween. That’s the story about why I like it and now that I'm an adult I don't see why I should like it any less than I did when I was six. It’s mostly a kids’ holiday, yeah, but I still look forward to it every year. This Halloween? It was great. Of course it was great. Fine, I’ll get to that bit now. Hang on, I’m hungry.
So I woke up late on Sunday and I'm not telling you why but I will say that Falkner was still there, we were both lacking clothing and really needed a shower. But that’s all you're getting because I once accidentally mentioned a tiny, tiny detail about our sex life to Whitney and Falkner got all angry and embarrassed so I really try not to do it anymore. Not that any of that helped his case and to be honest it made the sex straight after that a whole lot better because (EDIT: He’s given me full licence to remove sections that I feel are inappropriate. I’m removing this section. –Falkner.)
Huh. I guess that was too far. Anyway. There’s not much that happened during the day that’s worth mentioning because it was all really boring and just general Sunday things that I do when Falkner is here. Because some weeks he stays home in Violet and some weeks he spends the whole day out on his glider because he’s crazy like that, I much prefer the ground under my feet all the time. He’s taken me once or twice and I haven’t really liked it. I get airsick so that doesn’t help but it’s mostly being so far from that ground that worries me. It’s not solid enough.
And I know that’s hypocritical since my pokemon are only solid when they want to be but whatever, right? And Falkner is smaller than I am. He’s more suited to being in the air. I just looked stupid. So we just did the normal, boring Sunday things. That means that I cleaned the Gym and my bedroom and kitchen and everything, and I did the washing so that I had clean pants for the whole week. And I washed the towels as well. And the sheets. They needed to be washed. And we had something to eat and by the time all of that had been done it was about three in the afternoon and all of the Halloween festivities were supposed to start at about four.
And by festivities, I mean that there’s a small thing in Ecruteak for Halloween, it’s mostly aimed at children but I wasn't about to miss it and Falkner knew that. So there was still an hour and he needed to go and do some things back home so he left and we agreed to meet up at about six. He’s not as crazy about Halloween as I am. I mean, he likes it and all but he’d probably like falling off a building more than following me around for a few hours more than he has to. He jumps off buildings all the time, by the way. True story.
So this festival is something that I've been going to since I was a kid and I don't really want to just stop. That’s why, as you might have noticed, I spent the whole day completely sober. And it was a Sunday so it felt like a total waste of an opportunity but that was alright, if I’d started smoking anything too early I probably would have decided to stay in and watch infomercials instead of going out. And the festival isn’t even huge or anything, I said before that it’s meant for kids. I just fucking like it, okay? Stop judging me. But because it was late and I was just about to leave anyway and Falkner was all the way over in Violet, I had a nice cup of tea and some biscuits.
Yes. Biscuits. My biscuits. While Falkner wasn't there to stop me. I made them myself. And I don't share them. Not the sharing biscuits, the good biscuits. The really good biscuits. Do you get what I'm trying to say? Really? Well, I can't make it any clearer. Actually, I can. By the time I’d stashed some in my pocket for later (in a paper bag, not just in my pocket, I'm not retarded) and made it halfway through town, I was just nicely baked. Like I wasn't falling all over the place laughing but it was hard to keep a straight face with all the kids in costumes running past. They looked hilarious and they kept falling over and running in to things.
I had Sableye on my shoulder and Gengar beside me and they weren’t being very helpful. I mean, you know what Gengar’s like at the best of times and he’s not exactly going to help me keep a straight face. He gets a kick out of me making an idiot of myself. Sableye is learning quickly. He spent the whole time grabbing my hair and sticking his fingers in my ears.
Okay so this next bit you won't believe because no one does but it happened, I swear it did. I think Bugsy believes me a little but that was probably only so I stopped talking at him about it. I was walking through Ecruteak and I turned a few corners here and there and I stopped to pat a stray pokemon. Gengar wasn't very impressed because the attention wasn't on him and Sableye was probably concentrating on trying to rip my brain out of my ears which would have made an impressive costume.
I wasn't really dressed up, by the way. I think I forgot to mention that. I'm too old to dress up for the festival but for Whitney’s party? I planned on dressing up for that. Nothing impressive but still. So I was standing there for a while patting this pokemon on the head and it didn't move, it just sat there patiently waiting for me to finish what I was doing. It took a while because I would pat it, then pat Gengar, then pat it again because they felt different. Gengar, fuzzy as always, laughed while I tried to figure out how the stray felt like the ocean. Yes, it felt like the ocean, I can't think if a better description.
And I fed it a biscuit from my pocket because it was nice and it seemed hungry and Gengar laughed again but that could have been because Sableye poked me in the eye. It seemed pretty happy with that so I patted it again and folded up the paper bag to put it back in my pocket and when I finished doing that, the pokemon was gone.
‘Oh,’ I said, patting Gengar as we started walking again. ‘I think that might have been Suicune. That’s nice. I’ll tell Eusine later.’ Gengar just grinned.
It was good timing from Suicune because I was only a street away from Eusine’s house. He wasn't there because he’s been staying in Goldenrod a lot lately for some reason, I think he’s seeing a girl from the city. But it was nice to think that Suicune chose the next street over to sit in. Probably because it was quiet, the festival was only another few streets away over near the Dance Theatre.
I wasn't going to stay for very long because I had to get to Whitney’s by seven but an appearance from the Gym Leader looks impressive to all the kids, because they don't know that their Gym Leader is off his face. That’s why I don't mind kids, they just go ‘oh wow, this grown up is so much fun, he wants to talk to us and he’ll play with us forever without getting bored’. They don't go ‘holy shit you’re in a position of authority and power why the fuck are you wasted especially out in public’ like adults do.
So that’s what I did for an hour at the festival, I talked to kids and played with pokemon and Gengar scared them and so did Sableye, I'm so proud of him for learning so quickly. It was a lot of fun and everything but the kids were getting a bit sick of it all after a while and wanted to go trick-or-treating so I left when most of them did, heading back to the Gym to see what I could do about a costume. I figured that I could just look scary, kind of like I was dressed up as Halloween itself. It’s lazy, I know, but it always works. And I was standing at the front door trying to find my key to the Gym when I heard footsteps behind me.
‘This is a drugs bust.’
Now, this isn’t the most elegant part of the story. None of it is but this is one of the worse parts. Those aren’t exactly the words you want to hear when you're wasted, on your way to a party and have a very suspicious pocketful of biscuits. Even Gengar sensed the seriousness of the situation. Sableye knew it as well because he dug his fingers into my scalp. I dropped the keys. And then I ran.
Gengar darted through the wall into the house and I turned the corner so sharply that Sableye probably tore out a handful of hair. Which hurt, but it wasn't really my main concern. I looped around the Gym and came back around to the front from the other direction, walking as quietly as my paranoid little mind would let me. I didn't really know what to do next because ‘run’ was the only thing I could think of to do, but I moved slowly so I was standing behind the guy. I think my plan was ‘scare him on Halloween and tell him that the Leader is at the festival’, but I'm not sure.
‘The Leader is at the festival, you know.’
‘Is he?’
‘Yeah.’
‘You wouldn’t be lying, would you?’
‘No.’
‘You knew it was me, didn't you?’
‘You made a few mistakes.’ I grinned like an idiot now that I could.
‘What?’
‘You snuck up on me. Police can’t sneak. They wear boots and they make too much noise even when they’re being quiet. Drugs bust? That was a bad choice but it was obvious anyway. And I dreamt about it happening last night anyway.’
‘Why didn't you tell me?’
‘Because I liked all the effort when I Saw it so I thought I’d let you do it. It wouldn’t have changed if I’d told you anyway because you know it never does.’
‘Were you getting changed?’
‘I'm going to collect some cobwebs from the ceiling.’
‘Hurry up then, you know what happened last time we were late to one of Whitney’s parties.’
Whitney made a big deal at the door.
‘Falkner, is that a joke?’
‘Why?’
‘If it is, it’s a good one.’
‘Is it?’ Falkner looked confused. I leant in close to his ear.
‘She means that you’re dressed like that and I'm wasted, it’s like a joke, get it?’
‘Is it really funny if you have to explain it?’
‘Yes.’ I said. I’d had a few more biscuits on the walk, okay three biscuits on the walk and it wouldn’t be too long before they kicked in. I saw Eusine inside already sitting with a girl so I hurried past Whitney, who was wearing some kind of costume so low cut that she was practically falling out everywhere, and left Falkner to go and save Bugsy from a conversation with someone that looked at least twice his age.
‘Eusine,’
‘I’m busy, Morty.’
‘Not too busy.’
‘I kind of am.’
‘No you’re not.’
I think he sighed here.
‘I –’
‘I think I saw Suicune before.’
‘What?’
Eusine almost dropped his glass. He’s hilarious like that.
‘You what?’
‘Yeah, I patted him and he felt like the ocean I gave him a biscuit.’
‘You did what?’
‘He liked it too.’
‘You gave Suicune a biscuit?’
‘Yeah.’
‘One of yours?’
‘Yes.’
‘The ones you make yourself so full of drugs that you’re not supposed to eat more than two if you’re leaving your house?’
‘Oh, shit, wow, I forgot about that. Yeah those ones.’ I grinned. I was silently shitting myself inside though. I’d eaten five. I’d forgotten that five would bring on the mild paranoia. It was okay though. Gengar and Sableye were acting as distractions. Because they're so ‘cute’ and ‘hilarious’, no one notices if I'm asleep on the floor.
‘MORTY! FUCK!’ Eusine yelled. This time he did drop his drink and I laughed so hard that if I’d been drinking it, it would have come out of my nose. Which hurts, by the way. Then Eusine was gone and I had to finish talking to his girl and explain that he's a fucking lunatic. Now, because I’d eaten five biscuits and I was kind of paranoid and tired and laughing too much, I don't know what happened at that party. I really don't. I'm sorry, but that’s what you get for eating so many of them all at once.
(EDIT: It was a generic Halloween party. Morty fell asleep in Whitney’s spare room half an hour after Eusine left. Bugsy was alright in the end, he hasn’t worked out that he needs to dress more obviously to avoid confusion. Whitney threw up. Kids rang the doorbell and Bugsy handed out whatever he could find to them which is how Whitney lost one of her favourite sweaters. But that’s another story. I spent the whole night with Gengar and Sableye. I still don't know if any of this made it into a successful Halloween. –Falkner.)
So. Well. Yeah. I kind of fucked up on that one. There’s no real adventure to the story because I did kind of fall asleep. I had to convince Falkner to write that last section in for me because I wanted this to have some kind of ending. And I'm really sorry but that’s what happens sometimes. I'm not the smartest guy out there and I'm pretty sure you’ve figured out by now that I’ve got a weak spot for soft drugs. What can you expect, really? I found out later from Eusine though, he couldn’t find Suicune anywhere around Ecruteak. I have no idea what happened with that but I hope I gave the legendary beast a new reason to like people, I hope he had a good Halloween. Whitney tried to talk Bugsy into taking me off the list for Christmas because I fell asleep at her party. He just laughed and asked me what I wanted for dessert. He’s organised, it’s not even December yet. But I swear, Christmas? I’m going to do it right. I’ll be sober and I’ll help out and I won't laugh like a maniac every time something happens on the tv. I swear. It’ll be great (Don’t get your hopes up. –Falkner.).
And I know that I'm nowhere near as traditional as Falkner is but I couldn’t wear that every day. I couldn’t be fucked putting it all on in the mornings and trust me, I know from experience how hard it is to get it all off in a hurry and to be honest, I don't want to be stuck in it if I suddenly need to piss. Which isn’t the greatest opening imagery ever but the whole thing is leading up to a point so go with me. In most ways I'm pretty likely to be called ‘traditional’.
While the set-up in my gym is pretty advanced, it’s the most advanced thing in town by a long way, the next being the Pokemon Centre. And yeah, I live in part of the Gym so it’s not the most traditional home ever, I mean, I've got floorboards and windows and indoor plumbing. And I'm not married to a pretty girl and I don't have kids, neither of which will ever happen, and I’d rather spend my weekends staring at the tv instead of in a temple, and you know what? This isn’t helping my case. I don't mind the traditional things because they show us how we got to where we are today. But as you can probably guess, my favourite holiday? Always, forever, it’s going to be Halloween.
As a kid I always liked Halloween because I've always liked ghosts, which is why I became a Ghost trainer. This is interesting stuff I know but shut up, I've only just started. You know what’s coming, a ton of shit about how this Halloween went, so I’ll get to it eventually. I remember one year, before I had any Pokemon, that I made a Ghastly out of paper and stuck him to my shoulder when I went outside.
And I remember it being the most fun I’d ever had at Halloween and that’s when I figured that I wanted it to be Halloween all the time so I started reading about Ghost types so when I was old enough I could start training them straight away, I just wanted Ghosts. It didn't help that not long after I started all of that, I Saw myself training a Ghastly one night in a dream so I knew that it’d all work out in the end.
Anyway, Halloween. That’s the story about why I like it and now that I'm an adult I don't see why I should like it any less than I did when I was six. It’s mostly a kids’ holiday, yeah, but I still look forward to it every year. This Halloween? It was great. Of course it was great. Fine, I’ll get to that bit now. Hang on, I’m hungry.
So I woke up late on Sunday and I'm not telling you why but I will say that Falkner was still there, we were both lacking clothing and really needed a shower. But that’s all you're getting because I once accidentally mentioned a tiny, tiny detail about our sex life to Whitney and Falkner got all angry and embarrassed so I really try not to do it anymore. Not that any of that helped his case and to be honest it made the sex straight after that a whole lot better because (EDIT: He’s given me full licence to remove sections that I feel are inappropriate. I’m removing this section. –Falkner.)
Huh. I guess that was too far. Anyway. There’s not much that happened during the day that’s worth mentioning because it was all really boring and just general Sunday things that I do when Falkner is here. Because some weeks he stays home in Violet and some weeks he spends the whole day out on his glider because he’s crazy like that, I much prefer the ground under my feet all the time. He’s taken me once or twice and I haven’t really liked it. I get airsick so that doesn’t help but it’s mostly being so far from that ground that worries me. It’s not solid enough.
And I know that’s hypocritical since my pokemon are only solid when they want to be but whatever, right? And Falkner is smaller than I am. He’s more suited to being in the air. I just looked stupid. So we just did the normal, boring Sunday things. That means that I cleaned the Gym and my bedroom and kitchen and everything, and I did the washing so that I had clean pants for the whole week. And I washed the towels as well. And the sheets. They needed to be washed. And we had something to eat and by the time all of that had been done it was about three in the afternoon and all of the Halloween festivities were supposed to start at about four.
And by festivities, I mean that there’s a small thing in Ecruteak for Halloween, it’s mostly aimed at children but I wasn't about to miss it and Falkner knew that. So there was still an hour and he needed to go and do some things back home so he left and we agreed to meet up at about six. He’s not as crazy about Halloween as I am. I mean, he likes it and all but he’d probably like falling off a building more than following me around for a few hours more than he has to. He jumps off buildings all the time, by the way. True story.
So this festival is something that I've been going to since I was a kid and I don't really want to just stop. That’s why, as you might have noticed, I spent the whole day completely sober. And it was a Sunday so it felt like a total waste of an opportunity but that was alright, if I’d started smoking anything too early I probably would have decided to stay in and watch infomercials instead of going out. And the festival isn’t even huge or anything, I said before that it’s meant for kids. I just fucking like it, okay? Stop judging me. But because it was late and I was just about to leave anyway and Falkner was all the way over in Violet, I had a nice cup of tea and some biscuits.
Yes. Biscuits. My biscuits. While Falkner wasn't there to stop me. I made them myself. And I don't share them. Not the sharing biscuits, the good biscuits. The really good biscuits. Do you get what I'm trying to say? Really? Well, I can't make it any clearer. Actually, I can. By the time I’d stashed some in my pocket for later (in a paper bag, not just in my pocket, I'm not retarded) and made it halfway through town, I was just nicely baked. Like I wasn't falling all over the place laughing but it was hard to keep a straight face with all the kids in costumes running past. They looked hilarious and they kept falling over and running in to things.
I had Sableye on my shoulder and Gengar beside me and they weren’t being very helpful. I mean, you know what Gengar’s like at the best of times and he’s not exactly going to help me keep a straight face. He gets a kick out of me making an idiot of myself. Sableye is learning quickly. He spent the whole time grabbing my hair and sticking his fingers in my ears.
Okay so this next bit you won't believe because no one does but it happened, I swear it did. I think Bugsy believes me a little but that was probably only so I stopped talking at him about it. I was walking through Ecruteak and I turned a few corners here and there and I stopped to pat a stray pokemon. Gengar wasn't very impressed because the attention wasn't on him and Sableye was probably concentrating on trying to rip my brain out of my ears which would have made an impressive costume.
I wasn't really dressed up, by the way. I think I forgot to mention that. I'm too old to dress up for the festival but for Whitney’s party? I planned on dressing up for that. Nothing impressive but still. So I was standing there for a while patting this pokemon on the head and it didn't move, it just sat there patiently waiting for me to finish what I was doing. It took a while because I would pat it, then pat Gengar, then pat it again because they felt different. Gengar, fuzzy as always, laughed while I tried to figure out how the stray felt like the ocean. Yes, it felt like the ocean, I can't think if a better description.
And I fed it a biscuit from my pocket because it was nice and it seemed hungry and Gengar laughed again but that could have been because Sableye poked me in the eye. It seemed pretty happy with that so I patted it again and folded up the paper bag to put it back in my pocket and when I finished doing that, the pokemon was gone.
‘Oh,’ I said, patting Gengar as we started walking again. ‘I think that might have been Suicune. That’s nice. I’ll tell Eusine later.’ Gengar just grinned.
It was good timing from Suicune because I was only a street away from Eusine’s house. He wasn't there because he’s been staying in Goldenrod a lot lately for some reason, I think he’s seeing a girl from the city. But it was nice to think that Suicune chose the next street over to sit in. Probably because it was quiet, the festival was only another few streets away over near the Dance Theatre.
I wasn't going to stay for very long because I had to get to Whitney’s by seven but an appearance from the Gym Leader looks impressive to all the kids, because they don't know that their Gym Leader is off his face. That’s why I don't mind kids, they just go ‘oh wow, this grown up is so much fun, he wants to talk to us and he’ll play with us forever without getting bored’. They don't go ‘holy shit you’re in a position of authority and power why the fuck are you wasted especially out in public’ like adults do.
So that’s what I did for an hour at the festival, I talked to kids and played with pokemon and Gengar scared them and so did Sableye, I'm so proud of him for learning so quickly. It was a lot of fun and everything but the kids were getting a bit sick of it all after a while and wanted to go trick-or-treating so I left when most of them did, heading back to the Gym to see what I could do about a costume. I figured that I could just look scary, kind of like I was dressed up as Halloween itself. It’s lazy, I know, but it always works. And I was standing at the front door trying to find my key to the Gym when I heard footsteps behind me.
‘This is a drugs bust.’
Now, this isn’t the most elegant part of the story. None of it is but this is one of the worse parts. Those aren’t exactly the words you want to hear when you're wasted, on your way to a party and have a very suspicious pocketful of biscuits. Even Gengar sensed the seriousness of the situation. Sableye knew it as well because he dug his fingers into my scalp. I dropped the keys. And then I ran.
Gengar darted through the wall into the house and I turned the corner so sharply that Sableye probably tore out a handful of hair. Which hurt, but it wasn't really my main concern. I looped around the Gym and came back around to the front from the other direction, walking as quietly as my paranoid little mind would let me. I didn't really know what to do next because ‘run’ was the only thing I could think of to do, but I moved slowly so I was standing behind the guy. I think my plan was ‘scare him on Halloween and tell him that the Leader is at the festival’, but I'm not sure.
‘The Leader is at the festival, you know.’
‘Is he?’
‘Yeah.’
‘You wouldn’t be lying, would you?’
‘No.’
‘You knew it was me, didn't you?’
‘You made a few mistakes.’ I grinned like an idiot now that I could.
‘What?’
‘You snuck up on me. Police can’t sneak. They wear boots and they make too much noise even when they’re being quiet. Drugs bust? That was a bad choice but it was obvious anyway. And I dreamt about it happening last night anyway.’
‘Why didn't you tell me?’
‘Because I liked all the effort when I Saw it so I thought I’d let you do it. It wouldn’t have changed if I’d told you anyway because you know it never does.’
‘Were you getting changed?’
‘I'm going to collect some cobwebs from the ceiling.’
‘Hurry up then, you know what happened last time we were late to one of Whitney’s parties.’
Whitney made a big deal at the door.
‘Falkner, is that a joke?’
‘Why?’
‘If it is, it’s a good one.’
‘Is it?’ Falkner looked confused. I leant in close to his ear.
‘She means that you’re dressed like that and I'm wasted, it’s like a joke, get it?’
‘Is it really funny if you have to explain it?’
‘Yes.’ I said. I’d had a few more biscuits on the walk, okay three biscuits on the walk and it wouldn’t be too long before they kicked in. I saw Eusine inside already sitting with a girl so I hurried past Whitney, who was wearing some kind of costume so low cut that she was practically falling out everywhere, and left Falkner to go and save Bugsy from a conversation with someone that looked at least twice his age.
‘Eusine,’
‘I’m busy, Morty.’
‘Not too busy.’
‘I kind of am.’
‘No you’re not.’
I think he sighed here.
‘I –’
‘I think I saw Suicune before.’
‘What?’
Eusine almost dropped his glass. He’s hilarious like that.
‘You what?’
‘Yeah, I patted him and he felt like the ocean I gave him a biscuit.’
‘You did what?’
‘He liked it too.’
‘You gave Suicune a biscuit?’
‘Yeah.’
‘One of yours?’
‘Yes.’
‘The ones you make yourself so full of drugs that you’re not supposed to eat more than two if you’re leaving your house?’
‘Oh, shit, wow, I forgot about that. Yeah those ones.’ I grinned. I was silently shitting myself inside though. I’d eaten five. I’d forgotten that five would bring on the mild paranoia. It was okay though. Gengar and Sableye were acting as distractions. Because they're so ‘cute’ and ‘hilarious’, no one notices if I'm asleep on the floor.
‘MORTY! FUCK!’ Eusine yelled. This time he did drop his drink and I laughed so hard that if I’d been drinking it, it would have come out of my nose. Which hurts, by the way. Then Eusine was gone and I had to finish talking to his girl and explain that he's a fucking lunatic. Now, because I’d eaten five biscuits and I was kind of paranoid and tired and laughing too much, I don't know what happened at that party. I really don't. I'm sorry, but that’s what you get for eating so many of them all at once.
(EDIT: It was a generic Halloween party. Morty fell asleep in Whitney’s spare room half an hour after Eusine left. Bugsy was alright in the end, he hasn’t worked out that he needs to dress more obviously to avoid confusion. Whitney threw up. Kids rang the doorbell and Bugsy handed out whatever he could find to them which is how Whitney lost one of her favourite sweaters. But that’s another story. I spent the whole night with Gengar and Sableye. I still don't know if any of this made it into a successful Halloween. –Falkner.)
So. Well. Yeah. I kind of fucked up on that one. There’s no real adventure to the story because I did kind of fall asleep. I had to convince Falkner to write that last section in for me because I wanted this to have some kind of ending. And I'm really sorry but that’s what happens sometimes. I'm not the smartest guy out there and I'm pretty sure you’ve figured out by now that I’ve got a weak spot for soft drugs. What can you expect, really? I found out later from Eusine though, he couldn’t find Suicune anywhere around Ecruteak. I have no idea what happened with that but I hope I gave the legendary beast a new reason to like people, I hope he had a good Halloween. Whitney tried to talk Bugsy into taking me off the list for Christmas because I fell asleep at her party. He just laughed and asked me what I wanted for dessert. He’s organised, it’s not even December yet. But I swear, Christmas? I’m going to do it right. I’ll be sober and I’ll help out and I won't laugh like a maniac every time something happens on the tv. I swear. It’ll be great (Don’t get your hopes up. –Falkner.).