The arcade walk was an absolutely awful walk, especially to people like me that have sensitive feet, even with shoes. But, because I was scared of letting down the Mayor, or getting picked on for being weak. According to him, we were halfway there when something... unpleasent happened. I was looking at street signs. I wasn't paying attention to where I was walking, so naturally... I felt a crippling sharp pain in my left leg. "AAYIIEE!!" I screeched in pain. I look down to see I had stepped on broken glass shards, probably from some drunk or punk kids deciding it would be a good idea to smash a bottle against the concrete. "What the fuck, Isabelle?! What's wrong- oh... Holy shit! That must hurt like hell!" Said the Mayor. "Mmhm." I said while fighting back tears, and losing. "Uhh, shit... um, want me to help you pull them out?" He offered. There is no way in h*ck. "No thanks, I got it!" I said, and quickly yanked out the glass shard, with another sharp pain. The shard was dripping my blood. So it's one of THOSE days, huh. My foot looked like I had stepped in a puddle of blood. "Do you want to go back?" He offered. Screw it, we came out all this way, and I don't wanna disappoint him. "Nope, let's keep on truckin'!" I exclaimed like nothing happened. He gave me a look as if he were staring at a massive bodybuilding beast.
That is by FAR the best power move I've ever pulled off in my life. Now walking was twice as uncomfortable, because one wrong step could do the same to my other leg. This is one of the worst, yet best days of my life. How did I even get here? Let's recap: I got flirted with, then I found that letter, then I took that train, then I messed around with room service, now I'm here. This sucks! why am I walking?! I should probably get medical attention! My foot was swollen, and each step hurt a little more than the last.
"Um, Mayor? I think I should see a doctor for my foot, because it's getting increasingly harder to walk." I said. "Well, why did you think that you were well enough to keep moving forward?! I guess we should go back." He replied. Great, I just ruined all of the 'cool points' I just earned. "Do you want me to carry you there?" He asked. Welp, might as well. Not like I'm going to get any less cool right now. "Yes, please." I responded. This just plain sucks.
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Dogfighting Season 1 (Super smash bros. ultimate story)
FanfictionThis is a story about Isabelle from Animal Crossing being introduced to Smash Bros Ultimate. Follow Isabelle in her rise to glory! If you are against foul language, alcohol/drug use, mild suggestive themes, or anything of the sort, scroll past. ...