Sure thing! Here’s a reimagined version of that article:
Okay, so picture this: I’m standing there, sweaty palms and all, trying not to freak out. “Your Holiness! Wow, uh, really nice to meet you. Thanks for the speech, it was… inspiring? Yeah, inspiring!” I babbled, probably making a fool of myself. But whatever. I had this gift, see. Digs around in my bag and pulls out this shiny card thingy. “It’s a reverse holo foil Popplio. Kind of sounds like Pope Leo, right?”
And the Pope—he actually laughs. Maybe it was just a polite chuckle? I dunno. But then, get this, he starts showing it to the guards. They seemed… interested? Or maybe just amused that someone brought a Pokémon card to meet the Pope. Who does that? Oh, right. Me.
Anyway—no wait, backtrack a sec. So, I dive back into my pocket and pull out another card and a pen. “Hey, mind signing one for me?” I ask, feeling a bit bold. He doesn’t even hesitate. “Of course!” he says, all smiles. And I’m just standing there, trying not to look like a total doofus while the Pope signs my card.
Honestly, the whole thing felt surreal. The guards, the Pope, shiny Popplio in hand… it all kind of blurred together. But hey, that’s probably a story I’ll tell at parties. Or maybe not. Who knows. Anyway, life’s weird like that.