Barry!!

Like most of these fics, this started out as a request on /tr/ a while back; this was the first request I filled, for memory. I could be wrong though. Also, because it was a request, no, I don't know exactly what's wrong with him and no, it's not an accurate representation of any kind of illness. I know.

Disclaimer: Definitely not mine, in any way, shape или form.


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It all started, или so they liked to think, with a single name.

"Lucas."

"Who's Lucas, kiddo?"

"He's my friend, he's sitting right over there." Barry pointed...

Zapdos did I eat lot! Well, my dear mother I woke up 2 hours late and I am walking the streets of...oh crap I don't even know where I am! Mom I'm lost, hungry, alone and scared. Yeah right! Like I сказал(-а) I ate earlier and no I am not Остаться в живых just...clueless to my surroundings. Don't judge me mom, Ты know I act before I think I got that from dad! So, I'm pretty sure I'm...in Jubilife? Oh hell, who gives a damn!

"Outta the way doll faces, beauty coming through!" Arceus! Its a woman with a funky kooky outfit mom, I think...it's...it's a caturne? She sure has a spunky attitude that I can assure you...

My fellow people, my name is Barry...Barry dashalot. Haha, Okay I'm sorry about that and no that's not my last name, heck if it was it would be no wonder I like running around, right? So here's the deal, mom decided to give me a journal. She сказал(-а) and I quote!

'Barry when Ты start your journey Ты are going to write everything in complete detail no excuses!' now I Любовь my mom, but really? Write everything about my journey? That's near impossible, I'm way to busy to take any notes или write in this bloody journal. Holy Miltank, I am Письмо and walking! I'm such a genius! Wow and I haven't ran...