Fucking 4chan, stop going on downtime and threatening me to conk out.>>14496558http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aR9XYny5D6oYour avian beater turns out to be your pet Hawlucha nicknamed Nacho. Known by his people by a handful of stage names like 'El Diablo' or 'The Flea'.
"HAAAAWWWWWLUUUCH!!! HAW HAW HAW HAW!"
Those wings surely pack a punch, truth be told. Fortunately for you, your Hawlucha is a hero-aligned bird whose trying to make his owner feel at home.
"AAAGH FUCK FUCK FUCK! DAMMIT ALL!" for god's sake, this is the fifth fucking time in a row this week he's done this. Admittedly this isn't the first time, he did it everyday back at your old home. What's worse, he won't let you keep an alarm clock either, he's convinced his poundings are way more efficient.
And in a way, they kind of are. You just wish he didn't keep doing it everytime you were in the middle of a delightful wet dream, your dick has no time for interruptions.
So, in a way today starts just like any other. Now literally wide awake with dozens of minor injuries, you stretch for a moment, rub your eyes free of accumulating 'disgust-crust', and look out the window.
"Wow... Nice day today. Feels like a day where something good is gonna happen...or something bad. Something good will happen eventually though."
"Hawluch, luch!"
"H-Hey, cut it out!" the fighting bird climbs atop your head, and needless to say, it kind of tickles. He and a few other Pokemon have been with you since you were just a kid, bought as a present for you by your mother in a sly attempt to get you to forget that daddy's gone and he won't be coming back.
They're not perfect replacements for the deadbeat, but honestly you feel as if it'd be better for them not to be, they're best at just being themselves.
With another yawn, you hop out of bed, "Alright alright, now what the hell's so important?"
A) Play your Nintendo Wii U. The new Snap 2 just came out!
B) Head downstairs.
C) Attempt to gain a fetish.
