The Alakazam of Oz Dreamworld
It was an ordinary day and my siblings continue to do the things they do. So out of a need for adventure, I prepared to set off to fly around the world. Doubt father would approve of this. Yet, I find that at least to take a break from sitting around. However, tiredness found its way to me before I even got up. Letting out a yawn, I settle into my nest for the time being and go to sleep. Suddenly I enter a dream with pichus wearing hats and human clothes? What did I even eat today to give me such a dream?! Whether I had, I surely was feeling weirded out. In my dream though, it looked like something that dad had told us in a fairytale. Looking at it further it kind of reminded me of the Alakazam of Oz. Now I know what those tiny mushrooms do to birds like us. I just hope Articuno and Zapdos doesn't do the same thing. Father would be furious with us if he found out. As so, I went down thunderstone road to find the Alakazam like in the story. I then pondered to myself, who was the wicked witch of the west and the good witch of the north?