Diary of a Ditto

Entry 2: About Time

I'm sorry, my children, I'm sorry I left you all alone for so long! I had a little incident where some people were confused about something I wrote in the last chapter, and I felt a little awkward about continuing for like two seconds, and then after that I was just too lazy, and then I didn't know what to write about, but it's all better now! All fixed! Let me tell you about something that happened yesterday. 

So me and Nohto-bro were on a walk. He was being absolutely unbearably dull as usual, and I was being amazing and beautiful and... ah, excuse me, sometimes I get a little bit caught up in my own greatness. I'm sure you find yourself paralyzed by your love for me on your own time. I don't need to add to your problems, I'm sure. 

Anyway, boring brother, he was being a bracelet on my arm as usual. For once, he wasn't dead silent, but that's because he was busy harassing me about how I tried to flirt with some guy who he thought turned out to be a stick or something. I wasn't entirely listening. But I know that wasn't a stick, no matter what he tries to tell me. That was another Ditto. It was following me. I know it.

But then he stopped talking, which, I'm sure you can understand, was a huge boon to the world as a whole. He melted off my arm, and transformed into a human man who looked like he could pass for my brother if he weren't so ugly. And then he pointed to the sky, with an expression that was even dumber than usual. I decided to humor him and check out whatever crap he was so surprised about.

There was a Dialga flying past us. Nohto put his hand down, went back on my arm, melted off my arm, became a man again, and pointed at the Dialga again. Time was going a little funny. I decided to humor him and check out whatever crap he was so surprised about.

I'm ashamed to this day that I allowed Dialga's influence to make me repeat myself, too. I have since trained myself extensively to resist spacetime fluctuations.

(Even though "to this day" means she's only been upset for one day. Like she wrote earlier, this was yesterday. No points for guessing correctly whether or not that last paragraph was a lie.)

I don't take kindly to people editing my diary. My apologies, dear readers, I'll make sure this doesn't happen in future entries. Nohto will SUFFER. Anyways, continue on.

Anyway, not much else of interest went on, except there were some explosions in the direction it flew, which I, in my uncanny wisdom, with no coercion or threats from my brother whatsoever influencing my decision, chose not to look into more closely. Also the news that night said some kiddo called Ash Ketchum saved the world from Dark Rei, which I assume is some dumb anime character. Honestly, I don't know what the news is coming to sometimes, reporting on fictional events involving fictional characters. It's so dumb.

(Pfft... I'm not even going to comment.)

As I said. SUFFER. But I'm kind of curious what he's talking about. So, also, INTERROGATION.

That's my second entry finished. Aaaannnnd... published!