An Adventure Like no Other

Littleroot Town - Part 2

So classic woman-with-frying-pan-beats-up-guy happened at the end of last chapter, leaving a little suspense hanging around and questions bubbling over the rim, like "Who the crap is the neighbor?" or "If the neighbor is a guy too, doesn't that mean that he's his rival?" and sadly "If the two neighbors are both guys, does that mean that John is gay?!"

No, he's not gay.

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You'd think that John once being hit in the head with a frying pan would have a headache while waking up in a dark room with a single, menacing light overhead a chair that he happens to be strapped into. Unfortunately for you, he didn't wake up in such an area, nor did he have a headache. Though he was strapped to a chair.

"uhh..." John stammered when waking up, then he yawned as though it was a good night's rest. "STALKING S.O.B.!" he heard a woman scream as an erupting flame of lightning needles hit the side of his face, wait, that's a woman's slap. At least there was a soft carpet where his head hit the ground.

"Dammit Woman! What was that for?!" he shouted back to his painful captor, who loomed overhead of his head with her fists on her hips, her elbows wide out, but her eyes made it look like she was trying to put up a tough act. "Enough, I'll take it from here." Came a powerful, but gentle, voice from the stairwell. "Yes, your maj- I mean, Alright." The woman bowed but quickly returned casual with him. As she walked off to the kitchen "your highness" came toward John and untied his bonds. Freed from captivity the man, wait no... he's not much older than John, he's still a kid! Anyway, he gave John his practically empty bag back. "It's not proper to look at people through windows, here in civilization we call those people "Stalkers" and they're not smiled upon, "Yea yea I know, I wasn't born in Pallet town and raised by a barbarian..." John retorted and got back on his feet. "Name's John, how about you?" Our accident prone hero asked as he stuck his hand out for a hand shake. "Hmmm, just call me Kokiri." He replied.

"Bagon Bag!" A small blue head with Silver scales on top popped out from behind the stairs. "It's that thing that distracted me from Madam Forehead Smasher!" John shouted and pointed at the little creature that just jumped off the stair and tried flying. "Madam WHO?!" Said a fist flying toward John's face when he turned around.