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Ten Years Later: Chapter 1.2
It was EXACTLY what I wanted! A custom painted gaming handheld with the new Monstermon game!
"Happy birthday, son." With that, I hugged my dad as tightly as I could and ran off to play Monstermon Amethyst.
I lay in the hay whilst Conscience sat beside me. He was in his speed form as dad calls it, just watching me play Monstermon and catching a Meadoquine. As soon as his monsterpedia entry came up, Conscience asked what it was. I read the entry.
"Meadoquine: the grass horse Monstermon. It has berries growing from a bush on its tail. sometimes it'll poison these and give them to enemies." Conscience scooted back at that, replying that he wouldn't want to make one of those mad. I chuckled lightly at his quip and continued...
"Tanner! Supper!" My mom called out. I saved my game and rushed inside...
"So, how was your day?" My mom queried.
"Better than yesterday, I aced my survival test!"
"Awesome job, son! Guess it makes that new handheld of yours more worth it." My father spoke with a genuine smile.
"Oh, it is..." I replied under my breath, thinking of my game and how I'm gonna kick the crap out of those bosses. After dinner I hurried to my room and started my Gamebro, only to find a blank screen. It then turned to loud static with a high pitched whine that nearly made me drop my new system. I rushed out and slammed the door, alerting my dad and making himsprint down the hall to me as well.
"What the?" I could barely hear him speak for something was blocking my ears from the noise. My dad lifted up my hair and called for mom; something about bleeding? Mom rushed me to the doctor and had him stop the bleeding with an odd device. When we got home, my dad had the game I worked so hard to get in his hand and a seriously worried look.
"We need to talk." Was all he said before leading me into his and mom's room.
"Tanner, I don't want to dissapoint you but..." I signaled him to go on. "I don't think you should play this game anymore." I was shocked! Why would he want to do such a thing to a great game that I had only played five minutes!
"Dad, why?!" I said weakly. I was on the verge of tears now, my dad was taking away the best thing I had. He began speaking when an explosion of sorts rattled the house! I grabbed my dad's sword when he gestured for me to stay saying it was too dangerous. With that, he sprinted outside and started screaming at something. I was too scared to look out the window...