Meet Char. He was a normal, average, everyday charizard lying back against a tree on a grassy field. He has normal wings, legs, snout, all that. Although there was one thing he just couldn't keep his eyes off of, infact two. His arms. Charizards have been known to not have very long (Or thick) arms. Char has been feeling pretty bummed out about this for a while. Suddenly, Charizard overhears the sound of footsteps. They sounded heavy, and turtle-like. It could only mean one thing... "HEY CHAR!!" ...His friend Blast, the blastoise. Jumping up from behind Charizard about ready to dog pile on him..
Char merely avoids it by getting up and moving out of the way. Blast ends up landing on the ground hard. "What do you want?"
Blast tries to pick himself up, trying to look good, "Just wanted to see if you'd like to hang out."
Char turns his head away while crossing his arms and sighs. "I'm not in the mood, okay?--"
"Up, up! I'm gonna stop you right there.", Blast interrupts, standing up on his feet. "You, don't feel like doing anything anymore. You're always sitting in front of this tree, always keeping to yourself." Blast starts using air quotes, "Always, telling me, 'No, I don't feel like it.', or 'I'm not in the mood for anything.', or 'Get out of here! I'm using the bathroom!' Why can't it be like the good ol' days when we would hang out together? Playing games, going out for swims, experimenting..."
"What?!"
"Just wanted to make sure you're paying attention.", Blast replies pointing at Char. "But yeah, you just aren't fun as you used to be, to be honest. And all I have to say is...why?", Blast asks, puckering up his lower lip.
Char stares at Blast's weird face, "......I...I, just don't know, okay?" Char holds up his arms again to stare at them, letting out another sigh.
"?" Blast walks up to Char, tugging at one of Char's arms.
Char pulls his arms away, "What!?"
"You've been staring an awful lot at your arms. Why do you keep doing that? Did you get a beedrill or something?" Blast gasps. "Did somebody hit you!? Did you fall off a cliff?! Did you see something that scarred you for life?!" Blast starts shaking Char furiously, "Why won't you tell me?!!"
"BLAST! Just stop, alright?! NOTHING, has happened to me! ..." Char lowers his head with a sad face, " I just...I just don't think I'm as strong as I want to be."
"Hm?" Blast holds his arms out, "What're ya talkin' about? You're one of the strongest pokemon I know! I've seen you lift up a full-grown rhydon once."
"Yeah, I remember that. It's just, I don't look, or feel strong.", Char explained uneasily.
Blast looked as if he was understanding Char's problem. "Hmm... Sooo...what?"
"I wish I had muscles, okay?!", Char exclaimed.
"Ohhh.", Blast replies understandably. "But, why would you want muscles?"
"Why wouldn't I?! With muscles, I can show off some serious muscle against a machoke, pump some serious iron against a conkeldurr, even become a hot-shot with the ladies.", Char explains proudly.
Blast stares blankly at Char for a moment. "Sooo, you want to become a muscular being all of a sudden?"
Char sighs. And then crosses his arms while turning away, "I knew you wouldn't understand."
Blast runs up in front of Char, "No, no, I understand your plea. I'm just curious to what caused you to make such a decision?"
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