{im not losing my mind; no siree bob im perfectly a-okay *finger guns*}

"Ok Mewtwo, can you explain why all of these stories happen in the forest?"
Because Charizard gets scared easily. He hates being in a crowd, he jumps a mile at any sort of spook; it's kinda cute, in a really weird way; he ducks his head below his wings, and tucks his tail in and just... hides in a kind of ball.
"Anyway, you were doing stuff in generic-city-name-here-opolis and you were in th-"
You weren't even there! Now shut it, let me tell the story.
*sigh*
So: 7:00 AM. Last week. I still couldn't get over what I had done to Blastoise. I didn't regret it, he was just a waste of space. And energy. And time. I was thinking [i]ok, bring him along so that you always know what absolute rock-bottom is[/i], but he turned out to just be too much. Anyway, Charizard's leading the way, but he looked so stressed. I was trying to figure out why, maybe he was scared of Blastoise coming back and hurting him or maybe he just didn't wanna see me get mad like I did with him. [i]Maybe he just needed a bathroom break or something?[/i] crossed my mind as I bumped into him; turned around, legs crossed, hand in his crotch, you know, stereotypical "I gotta go" stuff. I rolled my eyes with the biggest grin on my face, not sure why the grin. "Did you forget to go this morning?" He nodded, then dashed into the woods.
He was gone for, like, 20 minutes before he returned and, without pausing, turned back towards the road and started walking with a relieved smile on his face. "You feel better?" He nodded, not stopping. I, obviously, followed him, now trying to resolve why that would take 20 minutes. We walked far enough where if, Arceus forbid, someone had done something to him, Charizard probably wouldn't know what to do... "Mind if I ask what took so long?" And then he froze for a second, then turned to face me. I looked him over; nobody had attacked him, the only out-of-the-ordinary thing was that his feet were wet, which had zero reason to be so. [i]Why are his feet w-.[/i] I couldn't hold back a small chuckle. "Seriously, Charizard? I don't think it's [i]that[/i] complicated..." He laughed in that kind of haha-get-me-out-of-this-situation-right-now-please manner. "Next time, aim a bit farther."
So, nighttime comes, we didn't have a camp because that was like 10x funnier to me than it should've been, so I rely on Charizard's tail as a light source to find a place to set up some kind of shelter for the night. As usual, I set up the tent while Charizard got wood, and in what felt like 5 minutes we had the camp ready to go. Charizard sits down next to the fire and pratically inhales a bottle of water in 4 seconds; I'm not overexaggerating, it was actually 4 seconds, and he tosses the bottle next to our tent. He does this twice more then goes to bed, leaving me confused as to how he can just... [i]inhale[/i] them without any problem. "Just... don't wake me up in the middle of the night if you need to 'go'-And try not to have another accident!" I, honestly, begged him. He had done both of those once before, which is a completely different topic. Anyway, a little while later the fire had died down enough to where I could go to bed without fear that it would light the tent on fire or something, and I was out like a light.

Charizard shook me awake, and rain was pattering the tent. A distant, but still loud, crack of thunder shot me up out of my sleeping bag, with Charizard in almost the same state he was in yesterday. [i]I don't even have to ask why he woke me up[/i]. But I did, and he told me exactly what I thought: he needed to "go". The problem is: Charizard kinda can't go out in the rain without something covering his tail, or he'll most likely die. 
"What?"
It sounds wierd, but just trust me. Still not entirely awake, I said, "So, we have 3 options: 1) You keep your tail inside the tent and go," We were in a clearing, so he'd have nothing to hide in, which is a huge deal for him, "2)-" I reached outside the tent for the water bottles Charizard had thrown out last night. "You go in this, or 3) we wait out the storm." Almost on cue, another boom of thunder went off that spooked both of us. "I wouldn't count on that 3rd option. But, if I may say so, you have the worst luck ever." That didn't help his case, as his grip on his crotch only tightened. He snatched the water bottle from my hand and nodded his head towards the exit, as to obviously say "Get out". "Alright," I sighed "Just, like, wave at me when you're done." Before I even left Charizard had the bottle uncapped and was huddled in a corner. I heard the first few splashes before I exited, then the rain thankfully drained out the sound. I don't really like hearing [i]that[/i] sound. I know it's a weird thing to dislike, but going in a plastic bottle sounds... off. I figured that, since I was out there, I might as well go do [i]my[/i] morning routine.
I got out of the clearing and back into the forest; not far enough that I would lose where the tent was, just far enough for some privacy, did m-
"Did you waterboard another turtle?"
Wha-No! Literally nothing weird happened.
"I'm just yanking your cha-wait, then why bring it up?"
If you let me tell the story, you'd know... now [b]shut it.[/b]
"Alright, jeez, continue."
So, after that, I started back towards the tent, which from afar looked pretty weird; a green tent with an orange-ish light insi-
"Th-that's what fire [i]does[/i]"
Are you gonna shut up?
"...fine."
Good. By the time I had reached the tent, I had assumed Charizard was done, since, y'know, I don't think anything can "go" for 5 minutes straight. Thankfully, I was right, even though I hadn't seen Charizard wave at me or anything. He was lying on his sleeping bag, which you wouldn't think he'd fit in, dangling his tail fire above his head; presumably out of boredom. To the left, there were 2 bottles; one filled, and the other half filled, which had little puddles around them, probably from Charizard changing between bottles. He waved at me kinda lazily, which had been interrupted by another clap of thunder, causing him to jump like he just got shocked. He drew his attention away from his tail fire, and over to me, where he just chuckled. "What's so funny?" I asked him, as his chuckle turned into a laugh. He calmed himself down, pointed at my feet, then started laughing again. I didn't even have to look down to know why, but I did. "It's raining out, it's just the rain!" That was a lie; there were yellowish spots on my feet that [b]somehow[/b] didn't get washed off on my walk back. And so after Charizard had calmed down, we sat there in probably the most awkward silence ever while waiting for the storm to subside; and about 4 hours later, that wish was finally granted. 
At that point, it was early in the afternoon. Charizard was eager to get outside; whether it was because he had been cooped up in here all night and day, or that he just got sick of smelling his own urine, he hopped out of the tent almost as soon as the rain had stopped. It took me a few more minutes to motivate myself to get up, but im gonna be honest with you, I really wish I thought of emptying those bottles outside earlier; but I hadn't. And they smelled [i]really[/i] bad. So when I finally got up, I grabbed the bottles, went outside, and threw them full-force into the forest.
"Or... you could've just, y'know, put the caps back on..."
Yeah... Point is: I was not thinking very clearly. I left the tent open to let it air out before we packed it up. Charizard was stretching out his wings, while I was trying to find something to drink. Aside from that, the day went on pretty usually.

Nighttime had come once again, but this time we had found another town! Very few people were awake, but Charizard was still a little jumpy, as he normally is. We spent the first 15 or so minutes in the town trying to find a... I think it's called a Pokecenter or something dumb like that. Anyway, there's always a nurse in them who is willing to help with just about anything, so we had gotten into the habit of trying to find the Center, since they usually let us stay the night. And, thankfully, this one was no different. Barely after the nurse said, "Sure, you guys can stay!" Charizard was on one of the couches and practically asleep. How he can go from anxious to sleep so quickly... um... i'm... still not sure on that. But, to be fair, I was quick to follow suit.
It felt like only 5 minutes had passed between me falling asleep and the sun coming up, and I just... didn't want to move. Next thing I know, Charizard and the Nurse are standing over me, trying to wake me up. Eventually, I stood up, noticing that it was 1:30 in the afternoon. Still not fully awake, I got over to the bathrom, and up to one of the, like, 3 or so urinals. And, in spite of the fact that I was standing right in front of it... I missed.
"You sound like you were hungover."
Right? But I kinda... [i]can't[/i] get drunk in the first place. Anyway, it takes me a good 7 or 8 seconds to notice my... "accuracy"... then it clicked that I should probably fix it, which I obviously did. After I had finished, I just darted out, trying to move fast enough where i'd get out quickly, but not too fast that someone would think i'm up to something. The Center seemed more busy than when I had first woken up, but that was probably because I had actually fully woken up in the bathroom. I managed to catch Charizard on my way out, and told him to meet me outside whenever he could. He left borderline immediately, probably due to his social anxiety, with me shortly behind. We get outside, and I slump down on the stairs of the Center, with Charizard still slightly anxious. "Alright... you wanna wait here while I go get more stuff for our journey to nowhere?" We both laughed, and so that was basically it.
"Completely unrelated note: Why is it whenever you walk into a bathroom, someone p#&$es on the floor?"
Umm... y'know... shut up.