I was strolling around Walmart, something I rarely do due to how dirty it is.
Then, as if an angel was urging me there I walked to the toy section.
"Ew, ew, ew! EEE- is that a tamagotchi?" sitting on one of the toy shelves was a 7 foot tama "Its probably dirty." I thought.
But I wouldn't resist a tama. so carefully, as if germs would take over the planet if i touched it, i approached the toy, examining it.
"Well, its fairly new, so maybe its not THAT dirty..."
Then I saw a button
Do Not Press! was written boldly over the button.
help...help... Haha, some kid probably drowned in the heaps of stuffed animals in the next isle.
But, it was almost as if the pleas for help were coming from the tama, and the characters looked funny inside, like humans.
"Well, Bandai's done it again, ruined their selves with a new tama, but, what the hey, maybe i'll play with it."
I took caution playing with it, trying not to touch the red button, I knew I was clumsy, but as I beeped away I forgot about it, and then, as if it were in slow motion, my elbow knocked the red button, and I got sucked in.
"Dude..." I said, and then noticed the other people surrounded around one area of the tama.
I heard one saying, "HE BROKE THE EXIT BUTTON!"
Another one saying, "KUCHIKIID!"
"Hello?" I timidly peeped, No one heard me.
"Whats this button?" asked a girl, known as Mew.
Everyone crowded around the button, even I, I felt like I knew these people, like they were old friends, some of them younger, some of them older, it didn't matter.
Some looked distressed, some looked fine, one even seemed to enjoy herself, eating a Ricola.
"Turns into tama." said another person.
"WELL I'M NOT PRESSING IT! IT MIGHT TURN THIS PLACE INTO A DEATHTRAP!" Screamed a young man.
"I will." I peeped.
"Fine, press it, then we'll have someone to blame... besides me." Said the person who read "Turns into tama"
"Okayyy..."
I pressed the button and it felt like I was... evolving.