College student, writer, gamer, Airbender, Gryffindor(I got Ravenclaw on Pottermore, but trust me, I'd be the worst Ravenclaw), Pisces, lover of spaghetti, pizza, and EDM.
Aqua’s time in the Realm of Darkness would have been very different if she’d had to babysit three random teenagers who managed to sail into the shadow realm.
Little Mac, shuddering as Incineroar affectionately rubs against him: Why is this weird cat man obsessed with me? He’s been following me ever since the fight with Ken
Samus, as Pikachu stands on her shoulder: Mac, that’s a pokemon. It’s probably like that cause you’re its trainer.
Little Mac: I’ve never trained a cat. Although there was that one little black and red cat I used to take care of back at the gym
Pokemon Trainer: You…mean a litten?
Little Mac: I don’t know. The little guy was so small when I first took him in. He didn’t even grow until we started feeding him and taking him out for walks in the grass.
Pokemon Trainer: Yeah, that’s what Pokemon do. It’s their evolution. And the final evolution of Litten is…
Mac looks up at the buff cat, looking into his eyes now
