Woke up the boy this morning.
“Hey Bulblasaur, it’s time to get up.”
“Venusaur, I choose yo….”
“No. That is not how this works.”
“You’re a Pokémon, you can’t summon other Pokémon. You have to do what I say. You have to fight when I say.”
>Insert random combat move yelled by child here<
“Oh look, you are back in your Pokéball. It’s time for breakfast. Get up.”
>this went on a bit more<
Got me thinking about how Pokémon are slaves to their Trainer’s whims. With no free will to make their own way in the world. That is as deep as I get for this Tuesday. Go forth and catch’em all!