Zekrom sat silently in his swivel chair. The deity stood at 7’2, and wore a gray T-shirt and khakis. He had black pawlike hands and his skin was a leathery reptilian like skin and at the top of his head he had a large blue extension coming from his head that glowed and sparked with electricity. Lastly, he had ruby-red eyes. He sat in front of a huge magical holograph showing all the unique dimensions. He looked disinterested. “I’m tired of just screwing around with dimensions others made!” he yelled hopping out f his chair onto two legs.. “Umbreon!” Umbreon scurried into the room his robe whipping behind hi. He pulled the hood off his head amd a dog-like head with with enormous yellow ringed ears emerged.
“Yes?” Umbreon ased.
“I’m making a dimension? What should it be about?”
“I’m not sure sir, maybe you should look around fimfiction,”
“Why? I It’s just a bunch of stories,” Zekrom crossed his arms.
“I thought that too but, recently I was looking around and found out that stories become dimensions. You see I was looking around the site and found a story I loved. I especially liked the world within it an searched for someplace similiar to it and found the exact world with the same events and ponies,” he explained.
“Writing? I suck at that though You saw the last story I made right?” Zekrom then summoned a computer and showed Umbreon what he had written before,”
“It wasn’t really that bad. I think you just need something with maybe slightly less narrative and actually know what you doing?”
“Will you help . . . me with it? I seems like you know what you’re doing,”
“What! No!” Umbreon exclaimed
“But, I thought-”
“You thought wrong. While it was not that good the first two chapters had alot of potential but, you dropped off the deep end from there. Just write what you will think will be 100 times better than it and is original as all hell,”
“Wait, Original . . . THAT’S IT!” Zekrom then snatched up the computer from Umbreon and typed furiously.
“What’s your idea?”
“How about there is this game show type thing where all contestents are OCs sent by the viewers. That has never been done before!”
“What about those death battle stories?”
“I’m using OCs! It’s also going to have some humor that isn't all exposition! No offence,” Zekrom said turning to no one in particular.”Umbreon I’m also going to need you to switch to your jerk personality. Jolteon will carry the other,”
“What! Why can’t I just be nice but, honest to the contestants and hosts like I am with you?” he complained.
“Sorry, I need someone like this but, it can’t be a contestant or alliances will form to kill him off,”
“But-” Zekrom teleported him away before he could finish his sentence