pls tell us abt ur fire cat... and ur reunion,,, i crie
“…So, lemme take it from the beginnin’. This lil red an’ black kitty kept stoppin’ by the gym everyday, howlin’ for food or company or whatever. I dunno, he was yellin’ for somethin’, that’s all I knew. I didn’t know if he had an owner or anythin’, so… I didn’t jus’ gather him up right away. An’ for a while, he didn’t trust me. He was a lil timid, actually.
But… everyday, I’d stop t’ feed him on my way home. I started keepin’ bags of cat food around the gym, just so before I left I could give him his dinner before I walked back t’ my apartment. After a while… I got a soft spot for this lil’ thing. I mean, like, he was jus’ so… tiny. I think he mighta been the runt of his litter or somethin’, because he was so skinny and frail, an’ I jus’ felt bad. He started t’ sit an’ wait for me t’ walk past jus’ before I left, though, an’… it was cute, really.
I ended up takin’ him home one night. T-There was a massive storm, an’ it really looked like he was gonna keel over or somethin’, with his little legs shakin’ like that. I jus’ couldn’t leave him there.
I must have looked fuckin’ mad, sprintin’ home with this little kitten in my arms like that, but… at the time, I didn’t care. If nobody else wanted t’ take care of ‘im, I was gonna do it.
So… He stayed wit’ me for a while, in m’ apartment. He got bigger– er, sorry… He evolved. I had no idea at the time he was a Pokemon. I jus’ assumed he was gettin’ healthier with how chunky he was startin’ t’ get and stuff. He was a pretty massive cat, actually. But… y’know, he was still a stray, an’ he must of decided he didn’t wanna stay home anymore. I jus’… woke up one mornin’, and he wasn’t at the end of m’ bed. An’ he jus’, never came back home.
I’ve taken in stray cats before, an’– an’ I know they are, like, inclined t’ run away after some time. They were born wild, an’ it kinda breaks m’ heart everytime it happens, but… I-It’s just how things are. With the new Smash tournament ahead of me, it was hard, tryin’ to look for him an’ pack all m’ stuff together an’ plan travel an’ what have you. Needless t’ say, I didn’t see him again…
An’ speakin’ of Smash, lemme fast forward t’ the fight I had wit’ Ken. Listen, I know I lost, but I was totally whalin’ on ‘im for the first half. He caught me off guard though with that big fireball thing he fuckin’ launched at me, an’ after that I was jus’… thrown off. His finally smash fuckin’ flung me right into the display. I have never felt pain like it- I was achin’ for fuckin’ weeks.
I was told there’d be another newcomer makin’ an appearance shortly after him, though, jus’ t’ keep the crowd hyped up. An’ I’m like, sure, whatever, but… after I was blown outta the water, I wasn’t interested in stickin’ about to see the conclusion. So I jus’… I went back t’ my room to kinda sulk for a bit. I mean, I-I’m used t’ losin’ in this competition, but that doesn’t mean I’m not gonna be mad about it. I can only keep up so much before I lose m’ rythym wit’ some of the moves that get pulled around here…
So… I was kinda lickin’ my wounds, as Doc would put it. I was pissed off at m’ self. I usually leave m’ door unlocked f’ Doc after a match, jus’ because he’ll always come in an’ give me a big fuckin’ pep talk about ‘next time, son, you’ll get them next time!’, an’ all that… T’ be honest, I wasn’t in the mood t’ hear it. I was tired, I was in fuckin’ agony, an’ I felt like I was ‘boutta pass out at any given moment…
I heard the door open, an’ I’m like, here we go. Doc’s gonna try an’ pull m’ ass outta the dumps. An’ I’m jus’ gonna hafta sit an’ listen. Wit’ how this story’s goin’, though, that didn’t happen. Obviously. I jus’ kinda stop bandagin’ myself up, waitin’ for Doc t’ say somethin’. But… nothin’ happened.
Imagine my shock when I turn around, an’ see this big bloody cat man stood in my doorway. For a second, I didn’t even realise it were a fuckin’ cat… He must have seen how I got m’ ass walloped by Ken an’ tracked me down after his match wit’ him. I have never seen a cat look… concerned before.
But it was like… Like de javu. The black an’ red fur jus’… made somethin’ click inside my head.
This is my fuckin’ cat, I thought. It’s him! He’s back! I had no fuckin’ idea he was a Pokemon ‘till that exact moment. I mean, in retrospect, it was obvious- y’ don’t see a bright red cats wanderin’ the streets– not in New York, anyway!
I… I cried. I cried a lot. I really fuckin’ did, man. I missed him so much, an’… an’ he came back t’ me, all grown up! He even gave Ken an ass kickin’ on my behalf, too! Couldja believe it?! He really did that! My boy really did that for me!!
An’… An’ he’s never left m’ side since. I love Jalapeño. I’m… I’m happy t’ be his owner. Er, trainer, sorry. I ain’t used t’ these Pokemon terms, right now… Aha.”
