Follow That Impmon
Is he really Impmon or a cosplayer high on drugs and has infected you with it? Either way you weren't going to let him get away with this! Without thinking you jump down the porthole. The swirling of lights and dancing colours around you start to make your mind spin. Your stomach isn't in a better place. Just as your think your going to threw up your last meal. The black spots that were forming in your eyes get bigger, until your completely swallowed up by it. You faint.
You wake up blinking at a foreign ceiling. The soft bed underneath you isn't your own, its much softer and cradles around you. Nearly lulling you into another sleep. That is when your brain decides to remind you of the past few hours. “Impmon!” you shout raising from the bed in a quick burst. It only aids in making your head spin.
“Be at ease Renamon, Impmon is not here.” your ears twitch again, you turn towards the voice. It was in the doorway of the simple bedroom. A large reptile stood there, he is about five no six feet tall, you start to sweat as you look on. You called him a reptile but as you look, you change it to a dragon. A large red dragon, with yellow eyes, long wing-like ears. It was a Guilmon, instead of hard and battle ready as you expected he was kind and motherly looking?
You stay silent in wonder, then you realized you started to accepted this all as real. He had to be a cosplayer or drug dealer too, right? “I don't do drugs!” you randomly shout at the now confused Guilmon.
“Okay,”Guilmon says slowly, putting down a covered tray, that you just noticed on a nearby dresser.
“I just want to get off this stuff, and go home!” you yell again, all the panic and fear you built up inside just spilling out. Guilmon nods, you feel free to put it all out there. “I just wanted to try on the costume. I'm a fan of Renamon! I never wanted to become one!” To just get it all off your chest. “Or is it some new drug?!” You start to shake, everything is just so much. “I just want to go home, a normal human male. I want this never to have happened to begin with!” You finish with a high pitch cry. Guilmon comes over to the bedside. He reaches out with a paw, a paw with three fingers; three fingers with huge claws. You?
Written by psto1464 on 20 June 2017