Last night i had one of the most epic dreams ever.
I was part of Thorin and Company (lol wtf), travelling not through middle earth but dark and eerie jungles, not hunted by orcs and wargs but cannibals and surreal cyclope-like monsters.
If that wasn't whimsical enough: I also had my Pokémon team with me, my Alakazam (for whatever reason) being the one who constantly was outside his Pokéball, walking along with me. He could actually talk (and would do that with the most softspoken voice), he was wise and caring and elegant and a gentle-pokémon and intelligent and badass, and oh my God, Alakazam.
At some point, i got apart from the group, hunted by those monsters - Alakazam insisted to stay behind and save time for me, fighting these creatures on his own. "Go on, master, the dwarves need you!"
Fuck those dwarves! I wanted to stay with my Alakazam. D8 But he'd just push me miles away in a safe place with his psychic powers, leaving me wailing for him like a little baby.
...the rest of the day, i kept scribbling dozens of Alakazams and entertaining the one in my team Y for decades. Alakazam always was one of my favourite Pokémon but now...wow. I mean, think about it, he sacrificed himself for me. D8
(and yeah, i know, it is just a ridiculous dream that i'm so excited about, but i can't help the fact that my dreams are able to leave some of the most intense impacts on me - no matter how absurd they might be.)