Rescuation
"Zach, get your ass outa bed!"
"Why?" I was determined to stay in bed. I was up until like four in the morning watching TV, 'cause I've had trouble sleeping lately.
"You damn well know why." She was right. I did know why, and I knew I had to get up.
"Okay fine, but did you have to get me up so early?" The clock beside my bed said 6:14 in it's annoying red colour.
"You seem to enjoy hour long showers, and you need the time for it." Ah, nothing like standing in hot water for an hour. It truely is bliss. Before I got into the shower, I stared into the mirror, at my face. I was glad to see that I had no zits, which was nice. I than moved on to my eyebrows, which were fairly large, but I didn't really care. I looked at my eyes, naturally, because they were below my eyebrows. They were a bluish green. I stroked my chin, which was quite bristly, so I needed to shave. I reached to the right of the sink, where my razor was. I always found shaving gels pointless, so I dry shave. The first time it burnt a bit, but now I was used to it. When I finished, I washed my face, than brushed my teeth. I stepped into the bath, than switched the water on quite hot. I pulled the lever for the shower head to come on. The water was cold at first, but I memorized where to turn the dial, so I knew the heat would come.
After my daily hour of hot wateriness, I unwrapped my new school suplies, shoving them into my binder. When I was out of supplies, I arranged the hideous mess in my binder to make it look nicer. When I was finished, I put my binder into my backpack. I knew I had a long day of school ahead of me, as this was the first day of school. I also knew that it was going to be a long year, as it was my graduating year. Meh.
"Hey mom, can you give me a ride?" I always walked to school, but I figured it was worth a try to get a ride.
"No Zach, You're lucky that I made you breakfast. I'm probably going to be late for work. It isn't that far of a walk." I sighed.
"Okay. Fine, fine. I'll walk than." I wanted to make my mom feel bad, because it's what I do. I put my backpack on my back, than walked out the door. I arrived to school, at about eleven. Since today was the first day of school, it started at eleven thrity, and ended at noon thirty. Today was strictly to get started on each course. I walked up to my school, past the sign, 'GOLDENROD PUBIC SECONDARY SCHOOL.' Someone had taken the 'L' out of 'PUBLIC' to make it say 'PUBIC.' I thought it was kind of funny, but no one else did. I walked in the school, up the stairs to the left, and into the class on the left, that said: '207 MR PADEN. I found out last school year that he was going to be my home-room teacher.
"Ah Zach. So how is Mr. Brener?"
"Kinda tired, but good. Good."
"Excellent. Here's your class schedule." Mr Paden was one of those teachers who said 'shedual' instead of 'skedual.' My schedule said that I had biology first, pe second, law, and a spare. The class times changed every day of the week, but after years of the schedule, I was used to the daily changes.
I went to my biology class first, because my schedual told me so. My teacher was Ms. Evans, in room 124.
"Hey touts!" I had Ms Evans three years in a row.
"Zach, how many times do I have to tell you. Stop calling me that!" It was funny. There was only about twelve students in this class, as this was a small school. We all sat down in our seats. I sat away from most people, 'cause I didn't really know anybody that well. I was generally considered a loner, but I had my friends.
After a tedious 'short' day of school, I walked home. Since it was only noon thirty, I decided take the long route home. It was more scenic, and I had a lot of time to kill. As I walked down the path near the trees, I could hear a battle going on near by. I decided to check it out. I sprinted down the path a short way, and around the bend, there was a man, with a baseball cap, battling a wild zangoose, with a salemance. The zangoose seemed to be scared, and non offensive. It looked in my direction, with a fearful look in it's eye. The zangoose almost seemed to be calling for help. I might have done something, but the trainer acted to fast.
"Salamence! Dragon flame!" I knew this was going to be bad.
"Zan!" The zangoose turned to run away, but the poor thing was too late. The salamence burst fire from it's mouth, instantly hitting the poor creature. It fell to the ground. The poor zangoose was not unconcious, but it was struggling to get away.
"Hit it again." I was shocked with what I was hearing, so I tied yelled to stop, but my cry disapeared in the sound of the flames. I was sure the zangoose was dead. "Salamence! Return!" There was a red flash, as the salamence disapeared.
"What the hell is your problem?" The man seemed startled.
"What? What do you mean?"
"You goddamn know what I mean!!"
"Um, I..." I didn't let him finish.
"You sick freak! Why would you try to kill a zangoose for no reason!?"
"I... I was just gaining experience!"
"I should report you!"
"No please! I just..." I didn't let him finish, again.
"Gaaaah!" I smashed him in the face as hard as I could. He imediately fell unconcious. I raced back to the zangoose, which was laying on the ground, not breathing. I immediately started to push on it's chest. The zangoose was a little bit shorter than me, but not by much. I pumped and pumped, but it still wasn't breathing. I put my mouth over it's knowing full well how unsanitary it probably was. I breathed into it twice, than resumed the chest pumping. After about a minute, I gave up hope, and slammed my fist on it's chest, than stood up. I started to walk away, when I heard a cough. I looked back, and the zangoose was still unconcious, but breathing. I instantly grabbed it, and ran to the nearest poke center, which was about a kilometer away, so I sprinted as fast as I could. I arived in about fifteen minutes.
"Good evening sir, h---"
"Zangoose *pant* Killed *pant* Used CPR *pant* Brought it back *pant* to life. *pant pant pant*"
"Oh my goodness!" She took the zangoose from me, and ran to the back of the hospital. I bent down and clenched my knee and panted to catch my breath. When I caught my breath, and called my mom on the front desk phone.
"Hello?"
"Mom, it's Zach."
"Where are you? I've been worried!"
"Well, i's a long story. Some douche killed a zangoose, and saved it and took it to the poke center. I'm going to be here until I see if it will be okay."
"The poor thing. Um, I have to go out, so well, good luck. Don't be out too late."
"Okay mom." We both hung up. It was strange, for she didn't seem to concerned.
About an hour later, Nurse Joy came out, with a pokeball in her hand, in which she handed to me.
"Here is your zangoose sir."
"Uh, no you don't understand. The zangoose is a wild one. She isn't mine."
"Hey, you brought her in, that makes her yours!" Nurse Joy seemed to be a little anxios.
'She?' I thought. "Is she going to be okay?"
"She just needs some rest and relaxation."
"A little R 'n' R will bring her back to health? Good. You got rid of the burns okay?"
"It didn't take too long to get rid of the burns, though they were extensive."
"Thank god. All right, um, is there anything I should know about a zangoose?"
"Internet."
"What? Oh. Fine, jeez." I left the poke center, with the pokeball in my hand. I ran home, but not to speed, which took me about ten minuets. When I arrived, I was annoyed to see the door locked. I looked around in my pocket and backpack for my keys, which I couldn't find. I looked through my bedroom window, which was right near the front door, and I could see them on my desk. "Crap." I raced around to the back door, than the deck door with no luck. As a final attempt, I grabbed a ladder on the side of the house, and climbed on the shed roof, which was attached to our house. I pushed the ladder back onto the ground, than jumped about a foot and a half to the kitchen window, and climbed in. The poke ball was still in my pocket. I went downstairs and sat on the couch. Not knowing what to do, I pushed the button on the pokeball, which instantly blew red light, and the zangoose materialized in front of me, and looked very confused. It was terrified and shaking. It saw me, than backed up and shealded it's face with it's claws.
"Zangoose!" The poor thing was crouching down, shaking in absolute fear.
"No, no, no!" I slowly walked up to it, which scared it more, than placed my arms around it and gave it a soft hug. I felt strange doing that, but It was literally the only thing I could do. The shaking continued, but she seemed more relaxed.
"Zan?" she looked at me, confused.
"Do you understand English?"
"..."
"No? Nothing? Touch your nose."
"..." She stared at me confused.
I knew I had to explain why she was here, so I decided to draw it on paper for her. First, I got up, and grabbed a pencil, than walked across the room and grabbed a blank piece of paper. I like to draw comics on a regular basis, just for fun. So I had my own pencil version of myself. I had also learned how to draw a great deal of pokemon, Zangoose being one of them. Normally, I draw really slow, but in such occasion, I planned on drawing quickly. I drew several drawings in boxes on the sheet. I signaled the zangoose over, and had her sit down beside me. She seemed uneasy. I pointed to her, than the zangoose I drew in the first box, and back a couple times, gesturing that she was the zangoose in the drawing. She nodded. I pointed to myself, than me drawn a few times, gesturing that I was in the drawing. She nodded. In the first box, it showed us standing beside each other, just to show who's who. Next box was her unconcious, and me near by. The next was me punching the salamence trainer in the face really hard. She laughed a little bit, instantly stopping, remembering where she was. The next was her, on her back, with Xs for eyes, and a skull and crossbones above. She got the message. The next was me pushing on top of her chest, and the skull and crossbones with an X through it, showing that she was no longer dead, which she understood. The next was me carrying her to a Pokecenter, next, was a drawing of her in a cloud pointing to a pokeball in the nurses hand, than finally, her where she is now.
"Understand?" She looked at me and smiled. She quickly gave me a huge hug. I felt appreciated.
"Zangoose gozan!"
A few hours later, my mom came home.
"Hi honey, how is the--- Wah!" She was rooting through her purse, and when she looked up, she saw the zangoose sitting on the table, across from me, with asorted foods spread out on the table. "What are you doing?"
"I'm finding out what she likes to eat."
"Zango." After finding out that I was friendly, she calmed down, and was quite happy.
"Um, okay, well, put it back when you're done." She smiled, than walked up to the zangoose, and pat her on the head, before walking back to the front room. In the end, it turns out that the zangoose likes basically all food. That was a plus.
Later on in the evening I was at the computer. The zangoose was asleep on the couch near by. I was looking up guitar tabs on the internet, and trying to play them. Since I had an electric guitar, it was really quiet without the amp. I was in the middle of a song, when I felt a tap on my shoulder. It scared me, because I forgot there was someone in the room with me.
"Goose Zan?" I have no idea what she said, but I figured she was telling me to stop.
"Oh sorry." I smiled, and put away my guitar, right near the desk with my computer.
"Zan!" She picked it up and gave it back to me.
"Oh, you want me to continue? Okay." I played all the songs that I could play, which she really enjoyed.
Later, at around eleven, my dad came home from his trip to Miami. He worked there a lot because he was an under water welder, that fixed cruis ships. Miami was bustling with them. He went straight to bed, and never noticed the zangoose. Not long after, I set up a bed for the Zangoose in the living room, wich was just outside my room, and was also near the front door. She laid down on the couch that I set up for her, and shut her eyes. I went to my room, and laid there stairing at the ceiling. Like usual, i couldn't sleep. After about thirty minuets of stairing, my door opened up. I saw the zangoose step into my room, frantic looking. She calmed down as soon as she saw me. Lucky for me, for the first time probably ever, I was wearing clothes to bed.
"Zan?" She looked scared, and I think I saw tears in her eyes.
"Awe, are you okay? Poor thing." I gave her a strong hug, and she hugged back. She sat on my bed, and I got her bedding for her. I made a bed on the floor beside my bed, for her to sleep on. She was comfortable immediately. She fell asleep quick.
After she was asleep, I laid back and stared at the ceiling. Having someone near me felt nice, and I almost immediately fell asleep too.
The next day, after my routine, I left the Zangoose to sleep. I left for school at seven thirty, as today was a full day. I was about three houses away, when I heard running behind me. The zangoose was running after me, startlingly fast, on all fours. She caught up to me, and smiled at me. She looked a little confused.
"So you ready to leave huh? I see. Well, come along." I felt a little sad that it was time for her to go. Oh well. Since I found her on the more scenic route, I decided to drop her off there. After about a ten minuet walk, we arrived at the spot where I found her.
"Zan?"
"You can go now." I gestured for her to go into the forest.
"Goose?" She was confused. I continued to gesture. Eventually, she caught on, and seemed surprised. She shook her head horizontally, than came up to me and gave me a painfully strong hug. I realized that she did not want me to go, but she didn't want me to leave her at home. I felt warm inside. I continued on, and when we arrived at my school, I realized that I could not take her inside. I gestured her to stay outside, and after a few trials, she did. Today, I had PE first. We had PE outside that day, which was nice, because I could keep an eye on her. We were playing kickball, which wasn't so bad, 'cause I can kick like hell. At one point, the Zangoose was near the field, not wanting to be to far from me. The PE teacher, Mr Sanders, went to shew her away, but I told him not to, and explained, and he let her be.
Later on, I went to my bio class.
"Why are you late?"
"Oh, sorry Ms. Evans, I was taking care of a zangoose." I pointed to the window, where Ms Evans looked out, and down. There was the Zangoose below, waiting for me.
"Okay fine."
Later in the day, I arrived home.
"Mom, Dad, I don't think she's going to go anywhere..." After a long conversation, we decided that it was okay to have her live here. The whole time, the zangoose was listening intently. I think she was trying to understand english.
"Well, if she's going to live here, we should give her a name." I never thought about it. Now I felt kind of silly.
"Hmm... Remember Sally?" Sally was a poochyena that we took care of when I was a child."
"Yeah..."
"Let's name her that!"
"Sure."
"Sal, for short." I turned to Sal, and said her name to her, while poinging to her. She understood fine, after about five minuets. She smiled at her name.
Three months had past since I first saved Sal. Over the months, Sal understood English well, but couldn't speak it. Obviously.
"So how is my Sal today?"
"Zango, zan goose." She shrugged. "Well, I've got to go to school now, so, I'll be home a little early today, I end with a spare."
"Zan." She nodded.
When I arrived at school, I didn't go straight to bio. I went to my friend Marty's locker. He was a good friend, who I knew since I was four.
"Hey Zach. 'Sup?"
"Ah not much. Do you want to do something later?"
"Is today Friday?"
"Yeah."
""Kay, sweet. Oh wait, I can't."
"Why?"
"I'm going to Sam's house. His sister is having a party there, so Sam's mom only wants one of us to come over. He phoned you too, but you weren't home."
"Damn. Oh well, I'll do something with you guys tomorrow."
"Sounds good."
"I'm going to bio now. See ya." I turned around and went down the hall than to the right, into my class. I sat down at my usual desk, and waited for instruction. It was getting a little closer to the end of the semester, so today we were starting a new unit.
"Good morning class. Today we are starting a new unit. We are starting reproduction in pokemon." Some ass in the class was making stupid remarks. I just ignored him.
"I am handing out your projects now." She handed us each a piece of paper.
The assignment was to choose any pokemon of your choice, and draw the reproductive organs of one gender, interior and exterior. 'Another plain ol assignment.' I really couldn't care less about this assignment.
At home later, I was playing guitar at my computer, much to Sal's pleasure. She loved my guitar playing. It was nice.
"Zach? Zach!" My mom was yelling for me from upstairs.
"Yeah!"
"We're going to a movie for a while. Are you going anywhere?"
"Nope!"
"Okay! See you later!" Almost instantly after, I heard the front door slam shut.
"I should do my homework."
"Zan, goozan." She sat beside me at the computer. I explained the assignment to her. She giggled for a little while. "Yeah, yeah. What Pokemon should I do?" She thought for a sec, placing a claw on her chin. She lit up, and bounced a little with happiness, and pointed at herself.
"Zangoose. Zangoose!"
"You want me to do zangoose? You sure you don't want me to see some of that?"
"Za." She shrugged.
"Allright, here goes nothing." I typed in 'Zangoose reproductive system' in the internet search. After a short search, I found a labeled diagram of the internal structure. For about fifteen minuets, I took my time drawing it. The whole time Sal was giggling. I clicked on the button: 'Exterior structure,' but nothing happened. My computer froze. After about thirty seconds of trying to fix it, the screen went blue. I restarted the computer four times, but it went blue each time. I was really angry at my computer.
"Zang..." I looked over at Sal, who looked puzzled.
"Oh, my computer broke. I don't know why. I can't finnish my homework. I'll have to tell Ms Evans on Monday."
"Goose, zan... Zang goo..." She had an evil look in her eye.
"What... Oh... No. Don't!" She nodded her head promiscuously.
"Zan."
"Are you sure you want to? I mean, it's private."
She nodded her head quickly. She moved to the couch on the east side of the room, and I moved to the west side, and put a new blank page on a book, on the coffee-table. I grabbed my pencil. "You're sure?" She spread her legs, displaying herself. "I'll take that as a yes." I felt awkward drawing her, and I was also having difficulty erasing dirty thoughts out of my mind. looking at her, I could see that she was different than other zangooses than what I've seen. She looked much more feminine, and she never frowned, and was always happy. She was a very happy zangoose. I drew for about ten minuets, and I swear, every time I loked at her, she was more wet.
"Allright, I'm done. I think it's good, so---" I looked back at her. She had her eyes shut, and she was thrusting her claws into herself, with her right paw.
"What? No! Don't do that!" I grabbed her arm, and pulled a little bit. She opened her eyes, and gave me a truly devilish look. With both paws, she firmly grabbed my wrist, and shoved my hand partly inside er. It was a warm, soft sensation, that was kind of wet.
"What are you doing?" She stood up, and pushed me back to the couch that I was just sitting on. She pushed me, gently down so I was lying down. She pressed her mouth against mine, and slipped in tongue. She pulled away, and gave me a look that said, 'You know you want this.' She was right. I did. I carried her upstairs, to my room. I tried to drop her onto my bed, but she pulled me down with her. We immediately joined lips, and tongues for that matter. I pulled away, and pulled off my shirt, and than continued. I unstrapped my belt, and unbuttoned my jeans. As I unzipped them, I brushed her very wet slit, which made her gasp. I took my pants and boxers of quickly.
"You re---" She thrust really hard, which made me go right inside her. I looked down, and there was a very like sparkle of blood. Nothing I didn't expect. I looked back at her face, and saw nothing but pleasure. I began to thrust in her, and she really helped. She was thrusting almost harder than I was. We rolled over a couple times, but I remained on top. After quite a while, I pulled out. I slid down the bed to where I was just thrusting. I began to lick her, starting with her clit. She was ecstatic. Sal signaled me to come closer to her, so I did. She immediately began to do the same as I was to her, except, you know, I don't have a clit. We continued in the sixty-nine position for quite a while, untill I could feel myself near completion. I lifted myself off of her, than rotated, and was back to the origional position. We continued to thrust for a short while. I could feel myself nearing much more, and I wanted to finish at the same time, so I started to tickle her clit. She was almost screaming. When I finally was finishing, I started to really rub, and pinch her jewel. Finally, I finished, and as I did, she began to. She gasped in pleasure, as we leaked onto the bed. When we finally finished, I was panting along with her, resting on her fur. She was so soft.
"Holy crap." I was at a loss. That was the most amazing experience of my life. Sal laid back, and I stood up. I walked to the window and opened it, to air the room out. after that, I went downstairs to put all my stuff away. I took about fifteen minuets to clean up the room. When I came back upstairs, there were new sheets on the bed.
"Oh wow, thank you. That's awesome!" Sal smiled, and nodded. She too was now clean, and smelled nice. I wondered how she managed to shower, dry and change sheets in fifteen minuets. I didn't really care though.
The next day, I phoned Marty, to tell him that I was not going to come over, and I was going to spend time at home. I told him I wasn't feeling well. I had a busy weekend.
On Monday, I got up late by accident. I didn't want to get up, because I enjoyed sleeping beside Sal. It was very comforting. When I got to school, I had to explain to Ms Evans why I was late. I just told her I slept in.
"Alright, everybody hand in your assignments." Two people growned. That was the sound that people make when they forget to do homework.
I went last to hand in my assignment. The assignment before mine was so horrible, I almost laughed.
At the end of class, Ms. Evans had me stay.
"Yes Ms. Evans?"
"Yeah, about your project. Um, well, It was really good."
"Thanks."
"No, you don't understand. It was really really good. Extremely detailed. Details that are usually... I don't know. It was just really really perfect. It's weird. Anyway, good job. You are going to get perfect marks."
"Wow, thanks." I turned, and walked a few steps.
"Oh, one more thing."
"Mmhmm?"
"Didn't you say you had a zangoose at one point?"Chapter End Notes:I hope u all enjoyed my submission, it was fun wrighting
"Why?" I was determined to stay in bed. I was up until like four in the morning watching TV, 'cause I've had trouble sleeping lately.
"You damn well know why." She was right. I did know why, and I knew I had to get up.
"Okay fine, but did you have to get me up so early?" The clock beside my bed said 6:14 in it's annoying red colour.
"You seem to enjoy hour long showers, and you need the time for it." Ah, nothing like standing in hot water for an hour. It truely is bliss. Before I got into the shower, I stared into the mirror, at my face. I was glad to see that I had no zits, which was nice. I than moved on to my eyebrows, which were fairly large, but I didn't really care. I looked at my eyes, naturally, because they were below my eyebrows. They were a bluish green. I stroked my chin, which was quite bristly, so I needed to shave. I reached to the right of the sink, where my razor was. I always found shaving gels pointless, so I dry shave. The first time it burnt a bit, but now I was used to it. When I finished, I washed my face, than brushed my teeth. I stepped into the bath, than switched the water on quite hot. I pulled the lever for the shower head to come on. The water was cold at first, but I memorized where to turn the dial, so I knew the heat would come.
After my daily hour of hot wateriness, I unwrapped my new school suplies, shoving them into my binder. When I was out of supplies, I arranged the hideous mess in my binder to make it look nicer. When I was finished, I put my binder into my backpack. I knew I had a long day of school ahead of me, as this was the first day of school. I also knew that it was going to be a long year, as it was my graduating year. Meh.
"Hey mom, can you give me a ride?" I always walked to school, but I figured it was worth a try to get a ride.
"No Zach, You're lucky that I made you breakfast. I'm probably going to be late for work. It isn't that far of a walk." I sighed.
"Okay. Fine, fine. I'll walk than." I wanted to make my mom feel bad, because it's what I do. I put my backpack on my back, than walked out the door. I arrived to school, at about eleven. Since today was the first day of school, it started at eleven thrity, and ended at noon thirty. Today was strictly to get started on each course. I walked up to my school, past the sign, 'GOLDENROD PUBIC SECONDARY SCHOOL.' Someone had taken the 'L' out of 'PUBLIC' to make it say 'PUBIC.' I thought it was kind of funny, but no one else did. I walked in the school, up the stairs to the left, and into the class on the left, that said: '207 MR PADEN. I found out last school year that he was going to be my home-room teacher.
"Ah Zach. So how is Mr. Brener?"
"Kinda tired, but good. Good."
"Excellent. Here's your class schedule." Mr Paden was one of those teachers who said 'shedual' instead of 'skedual.' My schedule said that I had biology first, pe second, law, and a spare. The class times changed every day of the week, but after years of the schedule, I was used to the daily changes.
I went to my biology class first, because my schedual told me so. My teacher was Ms. Evans, in room 124.
"Hey touts!" I had Ms Evans three years in a row.
"Zach, how many times do I have to tell you. Stop calling me that!" It was funny. There was only about twelve students in this class, as this was a small school. We all sat down in our seats. I sat away from most people, 'cause I didn't really know anybody that well. I was generally considered a loner, but I had my friends.
After a tedious 'short' day of school, I walked home. Since it was only noon thirty, I decided take the long route home. It was more scenic, and I had a lot of time to kill. As I walked down the path near the trees, I could hear a battle going on near by. I decided to check it out. I sprinted down the path a short way, and around the bend, there was a man, with a baseball cap, battling a wild zangoose, with a salemance. The zangoose seemed to be scared, and non offensive. It looked in my direction, with a fearful look in it's eye. The zangoose almost seemed to be calling for help. I might have done something, but the trainer acted to fast.
"Salamence! Dragon flame!" I knew this was going to be bad.
"Zan!" The zangoose turned to run away, but the poor thing was too late. The salamence burst fire from it's mouth, instantly hitting the poor creature. It fell to the ground. The poor zangoose was not unconcious, but it was struggling to get away.
"Hit it again." I was shocked with what I was hearing, so I tied yelled to stop, but my cry disapeared in the sound of the flames. I was sure the zangoose was dead. "Salamence! Return!" There was a red flash, as the salamence disapeared.
"What the hell is your problem?" The man seemed startled.
"What? What do you mean?"
"You goddamn know what I mean!!"
"Um, I..." I didn't let him finish.
"You sick freak! Why would you try to kill a zangoose for no reason!?"
"I... I was just gaining experience!"
"I should report you!"
"No please! I just..." I didn't let him finish, again.
"Gaaaah!" I smashed him in the face as hard as I could. He imediately fell unconcious. I raced back to the zangoose, which was laying on the ground, not breathing. I immediately started to push on it's chest. The zangoose was a little bit shorter than me, but not by much. I pumped and pumped, but it still wasn't breathing. I put my mouth over it's knowing full well how unsanitary it probably was. I breathed into it twice, than resumed the chest pumping. After about a minute, I gave up hope, and slammed my fist on it's chest, than stood up. I started to walk away, when I heard a cough. I looked back, and the zangoose was still unconcious, but breathing. I instantly grabbed it, and ran to the nearest poke center, which was about a kilometer away, so I sprinted as fast as I could. I arived in about fifteen minutes.
"Good evening sir, h---"
"Zangoose *pant* Killed *pant* Used CPR *pant* Brought it back *pant* to life. *pant pant pant*"
"Oh my goodness!" She took the zangoose from me, and ran to the back of the hospital. I bent down and clenched my knee and panted to catch my breath. When I caught my breath, and called my mom on the front desk phone.
"Hello?"
"Mom, it's Zach."
"Where are you? I've been worried!"
"Well, i's a long story. Some douche killed a zangoose, and saved it and took it to the poke center. I'm going to be here until I see if it will be okay."
"The poor thing. Um, I have to go out, so well, good luck. Don't be out too late."
"Okay mom." We both hung up. It was strange, for she didn't seem to concerned.
About an hour later, Nurse Joy came out, with a pokeball in her hand, in which she handed to me.
"Here is your zangoose sir."
"Uh, no you don't understand. The zangoose is a wild one. She isn't mine."
"Hey, you brought her in, that makes her yours!" Nurse Joy seemed to be a little anxios.
'She?' I thought. "Is she going to be okay?"
"She just needs some rest and relaxation."
"A little R 'n' R will bring her back to health? Good. You got rid of the burns okay?"
"It didn't take too long to get rid of the burns, though they were extensive."
"Thank god. All right, um, is there anything I should know about a zangoose?"
"Internet."
"What? Oh. Fine, jeez." I left the poke center, with the pokeball in my hand. I ran home, but not to speed, which took me about ten minuets. When I arrived, I was annoyed to see the door locked. I looked around in my pocket and backpack for my keys, which I couldn't find. I looked through my bedroom window, which was right near the front door, and I could see them on my desk. "Crap." I raced around to the back door, than the deck door with no luck. As a final attempt, I grabbed a ladder on the side of the house, and climbed on the shed roof, which was attached to our house. I pushed the ladder back onto the ground, than jumped about a foot and a half to the kitchen window, and climbed in. The poke ball was still in my pocket. I went downstairs and sat on the couch. Not knowing what to do, I pushed the button on the pokeball, which instantly blew red light, and the zangoose materialized in front of me, and looked very confused. It was terrified and shaking. It saw me, than backed up and shealded it's face with it's claws.
"Zangoose!" The poor thing was crouching down, shaking in absolute fear.
"No, no, no!" I slowly walked up to it, which scared it more, than placed my arms around it and gave it a soft hug. I felt strange doing that, but It was literally the only thing I could do. The shaking continued, but she seemed more relaxed.
"Zan?" she looked at me, confused.
"Do you understand English?"
"..."
"No? Nothing? Touch your nose."
"..." She stared at me confused.
I knew I had to explain why she was here, so I decided to draw it on paper for her. First, I got up, and grabbed a pencil, than walked across the room and grabbed a blank piece of paper. I like to draw comics on a regular basis, just for fun. So I had my own pencil version of myself. I had also learned how to draw a great deal of pokemon, Zangoose being one of them. Normally, I draw really slow, but in such occasion, I planned on drawing quickly. I drew several drawings in boxes on the sheet. I signaled the zangoose over, and had her sit down beside me. She seemed uneasy. I pointed to her, than the zangoose I drew in the first box, and back a couple times, gesturing that she was the zangoose in the drawing. She nodded. I pointed to myself, than me drawn a few times, gesturing that I was in the drawing. She nodded. In the first box, it showed us standing beside each other, just to show who's who. Next box was her unconcious, and me near by. The next was me punching the salamence trainer in the face really hard. She laughed a little bit, instantly stopping, remembering where she was. The next was her, on her back, with Xs for eyes, and a skull and crossbones above. She got the message. The next was me pushing on top of her chest, and the skull and crossbones with an X through it, showing that she was no longer dead, which she understood. The next was me carrying her to a Pokecenter, next, was a drawing of her in a cloud pointing to a pokeball in the nurses hand, than finally, her where she is now.
"Understand?" She looked at me and smiled. She quickly gave me a huge hug. I felt appreciated.
"Zangoose gozan!"
A few hours later, my mom came home.
"Hi honey, how is the--- Wah!" She was rooting through her purse, and when she looked up, she saw the zangoose sitting on the table, across from me, with asorted foods spread out on the table. "What are you doing?"
"I'm finding out what she likes to eat."
"Zango." After finding out that I was friendly, she calmed down, and was quite happy.
"Um, okay, well, put it back when you're done." She smiled, than walked up to the zangoose, and pat her on the head, before walking back to the front room. In the end, it turns out that the zangoose likes basically all food. That was a plus.
Later on in the evening I was at the computer. The zangoose was asleep on the couch near by. I was looking up guitar tabs on the internet, and trying to play them. Since I had an electric guitar, it was really quiet without the amp. I was in the middle of a song, when I felt a tap on my shoulder. It scared me, because I forgot there was someone in the room with me.
"Goose Zan?" I have no idea what she said, but I figured she was telling me to stop.
"Oh sorry." I smiled, and put away my guitar, right near the desk with my computer.
"Zan!" She picked it up and gave it back to me.
"Oh, you want me to continue? Okay." I played all the songs that I could play, which she really enjoyed.
Later, at around eleven, my dad came home from his trip to Miami. He worked there a lot because he was an under water welder, that fixed cruis ships. Miami was bustling with them. He went straight to bed, and never noticed the zangoose. Not long after, I set up a bed for the Zangoose in the living room, wich was just outside my room, and was also near the front door. She laid down on the couch that I set up for her, and shut her eyes. I went to my room, and laid there stairing at the ceiling. Like usual, i couldn't sleep. After about thirty minuets of stairing, my door opened up. I saw the zangoose step into my room, frantic looking. She calmed down as soon as she saw me. Lucky for me, for the first time probably ever, I was wearing clothes to bed.
"Zan?" She looked scared, and I think I saw tears in her eyes.
"Awe, are you okay? Poor thing." I gave her a strong hug, and she hugged back. She sat on my bed, and I got her bedding for her. I made a bed on the floor beside my bed, for her to sleep on. She was comfortable immediately. She fell asleep quick.
After she was asleep, I laid back and stared at the ceiling. Having someone near me felt nice, and I almost immediately fell asleep too.
The next day, after my routine, I left the Zangoose to sleep. I left for school at seven thirty, as today was a full day. I was about three houses away, when I heard running behind me. The zangoose was running after me, startlingly fast, on all fours. She caught up to me, and smiled at me. She looked a little confused.
"So you ready to leave huh? I see. Well, come along." I felt a little sad that it was time for her to go. Oh well. Since I found her on the more scenic route, I decided to drop her off there. After about a ten minuet walk, we arrived at the spot where I found her.
"Zan?"
"You can go now." I gestured for her to go into the forest.
"Goose?" She was confused. I continued to gesture. Eventually, she caught on, and seemed surprised. She shook her head horizontally, than came up to me and gave me a painfully strong hug. I realized that she did not want me to go, but she didn't want me to leave her at home. I felt warm inside. I continued on, and when we arrived at my school, I realized that I could not take her inside. I gestured her to stay outside, and after a few trials, she did. Today, I had PE first. We had PE outside that day, which was nice, because I could keep an eye on her. We were playing kickball, which wasn't so bad, 'cause I can kick like hell. At one point, the Zangoose was near the field, not wanting to be to far from me. The PE teacher, Mr Sanders, went to shew her away, but I told him not to, and explained, and he let her be.
Later on, I went to my bio class.
"Why are you late?"
"Oh, sorry Ms. Evans, I was taking care of a zangoose." I pointed to the window, where Ms Evans looked out, and down. There was the Zangoose below, waiting for me.
"Okay fine."
Later in the day, I arrived home.
"Mom, Dad, I don't think she's going to go anywhere..." After a long conversation, we decided that it was okay to have her live here. The whole time, the zangoose was listening intently. I think she was trying to understand english.
"Well, if she's going to live here, we should give her a name." I never thought about it. Now I felt kind of silly.
"Hmm... Remember Sally?" Sally was a poochyena that we took care of when I was a child."
"Yeah..."
"Let's name her that!"
"Sure."
"Sal, for short." I turned to Sal, and said her name to her, while poinging to her. She understood fine, after about five minuets. She smiled at her name.
Three months had past since I first saved Sal. Over the months, Sal understood English well, but couldn't speak it. Obviously.
"So how is my Sal today?"
"Zango, zan goose." She shrugged. "Well, I've got to go to school now, so, I'll be home a little early today, I end with a spare."
"Zan." She nodded.
When I arrived at school, I didn't go straight to bio. I went to my friend Marty's locker. He was a good friend, who I knew since I was four.
"Hey Zach. 'Sup?"
"Ah not much. Do you want to do something later?"
"Is today Friday?"
"Yeah."
""Kay, sweet. Oh wait, I can't."
"Why?"
"I'm going to Sam's house. His sister is having a party there, so Sam's mom only wants one of us to come over. He phoned you too, but you weren't home."
"Damn. Oh well, I'll do something with you guys tomorrow."
"Sounds good."
"I'm going to bio now. See ya." I turned around and went down the hall than to the right, into my class. I sat down at my usual desk, and waited for instruction. It was getting a little closer to the end of the semester, so today we were starting a new unit.
"Good morning class. Today we are starting a new unit. We are starting reproduction in pokemon." Some ass in the class was making stupid remarks. I just ignored him.
"I am handing out your projects now." She handed us each a piece of paper.
The assignment was to choose any pokemon of your choice, and draw the reproductive organs of one gender, interior and exterior. 'Another plain ol assignment.' I really couldn't care less about this assignment.
At home later, I was playing guitar at my computer, much to Sal's pleasure. She loved my guitar playing. It was nice.
"Zach? Zach!" My mom was yelling for me from upstairs.
"Yeah!"
"We're going to a movie for a while. Are you going anywhere?"
"Nope!"
"Okay! See you later!" Almost instantly after, I heard the front door slam shut.
"I should do my homework."
"Zan, goozan." She sat beside me at the computer. I explained the assignment to her. She giggled for a little while. "Yeah, yeah. What Pokemon should I do?" She thought for a sec, placing a claw on her chin. She lit up, and bounced a little with happiness, and pointed at herself.
"Zangoose. Zangoose!"
"You want me to do zangoose? You sure you don't want me to see some of that?"
"Za." She shrugged.
"Allright, here goes nothing." I typed in 'Zangoose reproductive system' in the internet search. After a short search, I found a labeled diagram of the internal structure. For about fifteen minuets, I took my time drawing it. The whole time Sal was giggling. I clicked on the button: 'Exterior structure,' but nothing happened. My computer froze. After about thirty seconds of trying to fix it, the screen went blue. I restarted the computer four times, but it went blue each time. I was really angry at my computer.
"Zang..." I looked over at Sal, who looked puzzled.
"Oh, my computer broke. I don't know why. I can't finnish my homework. I'll have to tell Ms Evans on Monday."
"Goose, zan... Zang goo..." She had an evil look in her eye.
"What... Oh... No. Don't!" She nodded her head promiscuously.
"Zan."
"Are you sure you want to? I mean, it's private."
She nodded her head quickly. She moved to the couch on the east side of the room, and I moved to the west side, and put a new blank page on a book, on the coffee-table. I grabbed my pencil. "You're sure?" She spread her legs, displaying herself. "I'll take that as a yes." I felt awkward drawing her, and I was also having difficulty erasing dirty thoughts out of my mind. looking at her, I could see that she was different than other zangooses than what I've seen. She looked much more feminine, and she never frowned, and was always happy. She was a very happy zangoose. I drew for about ten minuets, and I swear, every time I loked at her, she was more wet.
"Allright, I'm done. I think it's good, so---" I looked back at her. She had her eyes shut, and she was thrusting her claws into herself, with her right paw.
"What? No! Don't do that!" I grabbed her arm, and pulled a little bit. She opened her eyes, and gave me a truly devilish look. With both paws, she firmly grabbed my wrist, and shoved my hand partly inside er. It was a warm, soft sensation, that was kind of wet.
"What are you doing?" She stood up, and pushed me back to the couch that I was just sitting on. She pushed me, gently down so I was lying down. She pressed her mouth against mine, and slipped in tongue. She pulled away, and gave me a look that said, 'You know you want this.' She was right. I did. I carried her upstairs, to my room. I tried to drop her onto my bed, but she pulled me down with her. We immediately joined lips, and tongues for that matter. I pulled away, and pulled off my shirt, and than continued. I unstrapped my belt, and unbuttoned my jeans. As I unzipped them, I brushed her very wet slit, which made her gasp. I took my pants and boxers of quickly.
"You re---" She thrust really hard, which made me go right inside her. I looked down, and there was a very like sparkle of blood. Nothing I didn't expect. I looked back at her face, and saw nothing but pleasure. I began to thrust in her, and she really helped. She was thrusting almost harder than I was. We rolled over a couple times, but I remained on top. After quite a while, I pulled out. I slid down the bed to where I was just thrusting. I began to lick her, starting with her clit. She was ecstatic. Sal signaled me to come closer to her, so I did. She immediately began to do the same as I was to her, except, you know, I don't have a clit. We continued in the sixty-nine position for quite a while, untill I could feel myself near completion. I lifted myself off of her, than rotated, and was back to the origional position. We continued to thrust for a short while. I could feel myself nearing much more, and I wanted to finish at the same time, so I started to tickle her clit. She was almost screaming. When I finally was finishing, I started to really rub, and pinch her jewel. Finally, I finished, and as I did, she began to. She gasped in pleasure, as we leaked onto the bed. When we finally finished, I was panting along with her, resting on her fur. She was so soft.
"Holy crap." I was at a loss. That was the most amazing experience of my life. Sal laid back, and I stood up. I walked to the window and opened it, to air the room out. after that, I went downstairs to put all my stuff away. I took about fifteen minuets to clean up the room. When I came back upstairs, there were new sheets on the bed.
"Oh wow, thank you. That's awesome!" Sal smiled, and nodded. She too was now clean, and smelled nice. I wondered how she managed to shower, dry and change sheets in fifteen minuets. I didn't really care though.
The next day, I phoned Marty, to tell him that I was not going to come over, and I was going to spend time at home. I told him I wasn't feeling well. I had a busy weekend.
On Monday, I got up late by accident. I didn't want to get up, because I enjoyed sleeping beside Sal. It was very comforting. When I got to school, I had to explain to Ms Evans why I was late. I just told her I slept in.
"Alright, everybody hand in your assignments." Two people growned. That was the sound that people make when they forget to do homework.
I went last to hand in my assignment. The assignment before mine was so horrible, I almost laughed.
At the end of class, Ms. Evans had me stay.
"Yes Ms. Evans?"
"Yeah, about your project. Um, well, It was really good."
"Thanks."
"No, you don't understand. It was really really good. Extremely detailed. Details that are usually... I don't know. It was just really really perfect. It's weird. Anyway, good job. You are going to get perfect marks."
"Wow, thanks." I turned, and walked a few steps.
"Oh, one more thing."
"Mmhmm?"
"Didn't you say you had a zangoose at one point?"Chapter End Notes:I hope u all enjoyed my submission, it was fun wrighting