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Hello SoFurry readers, authors and guests! I am an author of FanFiction here to grace the metaphorical grounds of lovelies with this fic I lovey-dovey call 'A Fated Reality'!

It's a fic of stupidity, random, and Yaoi!

So, if you came here for pure lemons or a plot-less smut, PLEASE LEAVE! THIS ISN'T THE ONE FOR YOU!........

Still here? Awesome!

Read this and see how you like it!

Roll The Film!

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OK, first off: Lemme me explain something to youse goons.

I ain't no player.

I am a PIMP.

But not that pimp.

Anyways, this is where the story begins.

My name is up first. It's Sajuan Jackson. The only way I can help you pronounce my first name better is by saying 'swan' thoroughly. I was waking up from yet another night of looking at my eyelids and trees. I slowly get up from my bed, already done with today and ready for tomorrow.

I grab a bag of clothes and my towel and go to the bathroom for a morning shower. After 5 mintues of hot water soaking my form, I get out, dry off, and grab some clothes out the bag.

I grab a black beater and green boxers. White socks cover my feet. A gray shirt that says "I Not Arguing; I'm Just Explaining Why I'm Right." is quickly put over the beater. Dark blue jeans grace my legs.

"Sajuan, what are you doing?", my mother, Samantha, asked.

"Getting dressed", I reply.

"Well hurry up; I gotta pee." she said.

"Alrighty." I hurry out, passing my mom, who is 45, by the by.

I go on my computer for E-Mail checking. I have been hectic trying to see if I'll get views for my stories on FanFiction. I start it up, and quickly access my E-Mail, seeing the count of unread as 4102. I smile and send a quick PM to my buddy, Thunder123.

I go downstairs, passing my older brother, Jerome on the 'Love Seat' and the main TV, which was playing the news. I didn't stop to see.

I go to the kitchen and look inside the fridge-fridge and grab a yogurt for eatng and suckling before it closes unexpectingly. I shrug and grab a spoon. I look on my phone that I brung with me and see I have 9 new text messages. Curious as to why my phone's blowing up bubbles, I go to my Messaging app to only see a common message, "TURN ON THE NEWS, NIGGA!"

I look appalled at the messages' repetitiveness before turning to the TV-

And nearly dropped my yogurt when I saw a live interview with the interviewee having a Noibat on her shoulder.

'.........this little fella just flew towards me and started chirping. I just 'Awww'd' at the cuteness and hugged him.'

I look for the remote and turn off the TV once I found it.

And I say, "WTF?!"

I hear a knock at the front door, startling me.

I go to answer.....

And nearly dropped my yogurt again when I saw a Kadabra.

He just watches me closely, while I'm stuck between natural human fear of the unnatural and near-bursting excitement.

'Hello there.' A voice in my head said. Since I technically have a voice in my head already(Damn Bitchy Intuition.), I respond in kind.

'How do you do, sir?'

The Kadabra was surprised, as seen by his eyes, that I use telepathy( I tried it one random day on my older sister and it worked, no lie.)

'Well that was surprising. Most of the humans I've seen so far have freaked out when they heard me speak in their minds. You must be a true Psychic.'

I just rub my head sheepishly, or mareepishly now, with the compliment he spewed at me.

'But', he said seriously, 'Now that I'm here, I can explain myself.' He looks around the outside and says, "Well, can I come in?'

I say, 'Sure!', and let him in.

As he steps inside, he looks at the living room for a sec before asking if there was a private place we can speak.

I tell him,'There's the basement.'

He nods and lets me led the way. As we go down through the kitchen, my mind is elsewhere, trying to absorb the fact that a Pokemon, after god knows how long since they've been a simple game, was in my house not digitally.

We settle in a chair, I'm standing, and he starts, 'So, what questions do you have, young one?'

I, being the calm S.O.B that I am, asked, 'Instead of the obvious question of how you're here, I'll ask why you came to my house.'

'Alright then', he said.'Our god, Arceus, came to your God in Heaven to ask for a favor. He asked if he could bring Pokemon to life for an experiment. Your God contemplated this for a moment before ultimately agreeing, saying that human being on Earth may need the experience.'

He paused for a secco, to see that my face was emotionless for the time being, and continued. 'Anywho, most of Earth's animals were turned into their Pokemon counterparts and some popped up out of nowhere. Any Pokemon found in homes were for their fated encounters. But to answer your question as to why I'm here; I was told it was destined.'

He leaned back in the chair, content with the information, somewhat vague.

I just say, 'Care to elaborate?'

'Nope' was his smug reply.

I just tell him to come upstairs with me for necessary intros. We ascend from the dungeon that is the basement and head through the living room once more, now noticing that Jerome was asleep with a Slaking next to him, equally snoring.

I just shake my head in the irony and head upstairs, the Kadabra in tow. When we reach the top, I see the bathroom door open along with all the bedroom doors. I look in my room and see my little brother, Damar KO'd with what looks like a Monferno on top of him. I woulda thought it was male 'til I saw her hand on her crotch for some reason. Plus there was no bulge being cupped. I look to my right in my sister's, Sborn, room and saw a Murkrow perched on the closet door. He appeared to be keeping watch over her 'cause that li'l birdie was glaring something fierce at me.

We, from a nudging to my hindquarters by Mr. Kadabra, went to my Mom's room, where I saw her with a Chansey, who was poking her infected leg.

Two things. One: She does in fact have one in real life. Two: Nurse Joy Moment!

My mom just noticed me and Mr. Kadabra walk in and she said, "Sajuan, who is this?"

See, my mom ain't disrespectful. She says who, not what.

"I don't know, motherlinger, but it seems we aren't the only ones.", I conclude for her as the Chansey keeps poking her.

She was getting irritated by this, "And why does she keep poking me?!"

"I don't know", I say, "Maybe she thinks your funny-looking?"

I was staring at the door in my face a few seconds later.

"Dangit." I say, my toe getting hit by the force.

'Maybe she's not in the mood.' Mr. Kadabra finalized for me, much to my agitation.

"Gee thanks for pointing that out, buddy....." I say as I rub my stubbed toe.

"So, what do we do now?" I ask as we head downstairs.

'Maybe we could head out?' he said.

"At 5 in the morning?! I'm taking a nap." I say as I head back up.

'[Sigh], alright, here I come.' He says sadly as he follows me.

"You know you don't have to follow me everywhere, you know?" I comment as I come in my room.

'No, but we're fated partners; we stick together like glue.' He said like a true poet.

"Spoken like a true poet." I sleepily say.

I begin to sleep, only for a few moments later to feel that he got in bed behind me. I thought nothing of it as I drift off, not feeling him get under the covers and hug me from behind..........