My Backpack Is Decked Out After 3 Days Of Momocon!! My Search For A Grovyle Pin/charm Was Unfortunately

Hey so you all know that Pokemon Mystery Dungeon game for the DS that I post about all the time right? Funny story, I haven't actually played it. Until now, that is! Meet Clay, the human turned shinx, and his charmander partner Leo. I'll probably be posting about them more in the near future as I get further in the game and get more character ideas for them, so be on the lookout for that! :D

The shiny Veluza that immediately used memento in my face comes back to haunt me yet again…

But if it’s the first I actually caught I’m an iron bundle which isn’t much better

Your first shiny pokemon is what pokemon are you

Mine was marill

I’m home from college right now so here are some obligatory photos of my cats they are all so good and I missed them so much

I just had to clear all of Aegis Cave without Leo because he hit a pitfall trap at the very start of the ice cave… Clay’s an absolute monster and took out the 4 legendaries without issue, but I felt so bad leaving Leo behind for three entire exploration. The cutscenes felt so weird without him 😢

Oblonger… why must you hurt me with your words? I finally caught up to this just to be stabbed in the heart 10 million times 🥲

Chapter 7 of TPiaG: Body Swap Au

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@sincerely-sofie It's the chapter you've wanted to see! The wonderful reuniting of these friends!

The tearful reunion with the Future Trio

Life was going...

Until it wasn't.

Twig and Kip were sitting and the table. Planning out their day.

It was mostly done by Kip, he figured that Darkrai obviously didn't want to, and Twig still couldn't really read.

"I think that should be everything." He looked and smiled at Twig. "Are you ready?"

"Of course!" Twig responded. "The rain is gonna make your attacks hit much harder! This should be a breeze!"

Kip glanced out the window that Darkrai was staring out of. The overcast clouds blocking out the sun. The lack of sunshine making everything feel a bit heavier. Just a bit more dismal.

"What are your plans Darkrai?" Twig snidely remarked.

Darkrai growled. "Perhaps if you would give me something to occupy myself with, I would have plans, wretch."

Anger flashed across Twig's eyes

"I thought you do have plans Darkrai. Taking over the world and all that."

Darkrai looked at her angrily. "My true plans are put on hold until I return to my body."

Twig scoffed while rolling her eyes. "What's stopping you from trying in what is your body now? You should give it a shot. It'd be cute." She spoke, deadpan.

The two glared at each other as Kip sighed.

Its been like this nearly every day since they moved. He didn't know why they've been at each other's throats.

"Okaaay! Well, we should get out there before the rain starts pouring!" Kip exited the house first through the back entrance of their home. A straight shot from here to Mount Trevail.

Kip began walking down the trail, turning and stopping where the path splits, with one trail leading to the forest near the property. He saw Twig talking to Darkrai, just lowly enough for Kip to not hear them. They hate each other, and now they're sharing secrets? What are they doing?

"Hey! Twig! We don't want the rain to start before we even get there!"

"Im coming, gimme a second!"

Kip laughed loud enough for her to hear. "And I thought I was the slow one!"

"Since when?" Twig jabbed. "I was so slow it took me like, three weeks before we could go on jobs again!"

Kip laughed as he took another step.

Instantly, something felt wrong...

Kip looked around to see what was wrong. His blood ran cold when he figured it out.

The air around him was shimmering.

Suddenly, the Passage of Time opened to his side. His back facing the forest.

Kip swung his head to look at Twig and Darkrai.

"HIDE!!!" He screamed!

Twig rushed to lock the door and slammed it shut. Kip saw her speed past a window, holding Darkrai in her arms. His expression was more fearful than angry.

Kip's eyes snapped back to the portal when Grovyle stepped out. Some papers sticking out of a satchel he had slung over his shoulder. His face lit up when he saw him.

"Kip!!!" He joyfully shouted.

Celebi flew out next. "Oh FINALLY! Do you know how many realtors we had to talk to get to this point?" Celebi gave a dramatic sigh. "Those people just never stop talking!"

Kip forced a smile as best as he could. "How... uh, how did you find me?"

Dusnkoir emerged from the passage before it shut behind him. His towering figure filling Kip with dread.

"Well, you didn't make it easy." Celebi pouted. "We went to the Treasure Town Post office, and the worker gave us these ads.~" She joyfully gestured towards the papers.

Kip quietly spat out a curse word.

Grovyle looked around with confusion.

"Where's Twig?" He asked.

Kip forced a laugh. "Oh! She's just visiting some family! She'll be back soon!"

Celebi flinched.

Grovyle's mouth hung open.

Silence fell among them.

Kip could hear drops of rain slap against the ground next to him.

The sky looked even darker than it was before.

"Kip." Grovyle spoke.

Kip looked up at him, taking a shaky step back when he saw the look of complete and utter wrath in Grovyle's eyes.

"She doesn't have a family to visit."

Kip's heart was racing faster than he ever thought possible. The adrenaline pumping through him made him feel sick. It felt like his breath wasn't reaching his lungs. Kip couldn't tell if that was sweat running down his face, or the rain.

He'd forgotten that these are the only people that wouldn't buy that story.

He just screwed everything up.

Again.

Grovyle took half a step forward.

"Where is she." he growled.

Kip tried to choke some more words out. All of them getting caught on the massive lump stuck in his throat.

He can't tell them where she is.

Grovyle looked like he was about to impale someone.

"Are you okay, Kip?" Celebi asked.

No.

No!

No he wasn't!

Everything is about to end!

And it's his fault it is!

He can't tell them.

If they find Twig, they'll-

She will-

He can't-

A primal instinct wrapped it's claws around Kip's heart and soul.

He spun around and started running as fast as he could into the forest.

***********

"HEY!" Grovyle shouted.

Why was he acting this way?

Was someone threatening him?

Were they holding Twig hostage and he couldn't tell them?

The three started to chase after him.

Grovyle was about to catch him, he was much faster than he was, when he stopped. Right inside the entrance to the forest.

Celebi and Dusknoir stopped their pursuit and turned to face him, as Grovyle looked back at the house they were near.

"Grovyle?" Celebi asked.

He clenched his fist.

"Go catch Kip." He demanded.

Celebi and Dusknoir flinched at him. "But what about-"

Grovyle turned his head to glare at them.

"Just do it." He hissed.

Celebi looked taken aback. Dusknoir stared at him before nodding. He spun around and resumed his chase.

Grovyle fully turned towards the house.

"Grovyle? What's wrong?" Celebi asked.

"The legend is in that house." He growled.

Celebi flinched.

"... Go find Kip. I'll handle this."

"Wh- But Grovyle! You don't know how powerful they are! They could-"

Grovyle shot a venomous look at Celebi.

"Go."

Celebi flinched. She stared at him for several seconds before wordlessly turning and flying into the forest.

Grovyle started walking towards the house. He rummaged through his satchel before pulling out a seed, that he popped into his mouth. He pulled the satchel's strap over his head. Dropping it on the ground. The papers sticking out from inside, wilting from the rain.

The heavy feeling that Dusknoir had described a few weeks ago, got heavier with each step.

The legend that had been hurting Twig was in there.

Grovyle tried to open the door...

Locked.

The leaves on his arms became as sharp as swords. Grovyle slashed them through the doorknob before kicking the door open. Pieces of the door, clattering as it landed on the ground.

He stepped inside.

It was nicely furnished. What little furnishing there was.

The atmosphere felt suffocating.

The only noise he could hear was his slow footsteps, and the rain pelting the roof and the ground outside.

Grovyle kicked open the door to a room he was near.

The room was empty, save for a hay bed, a lamp, and many blankets that lay next to it...

This was Twig's room.

Grovyle slowly walked over into the kitchen.

He opened the pantry door.

There was several foodstuffs inside. About a week's worth...

Enough for three people.

...

Grovyle's chest was burning with hate.

Whoever this legend was, they were forcing Twig and Kip to take care of them.

Now it made sense why they wanted them to buy a house.

They wanted to isolate them from the guild and Twig's friends.

Grovyle slammed the pantry door so hard that several things inside fell over. The door bounced back open, and a few cracks formed in the wall where the hinges were located.

Grovyle prowled down the hallway into the living room.

That's when he heard something shift.

Grovyle slowly turned around.

A closet door.

Grovyle stalked forward and quietly pressed his ear against the door...

A small eternity crawled passed.

The rain landing against the roof.

Grovyle's blood rushing through his ears.

His heartbeat, making his hands shake just a little.

The seed, uncomfortably wedged between his teeth and his cheek.

Sweat and rain, running down his forehead.

...

A quiet, stifled breath from inside the closet.

Found you.

***********

Dusknoir could see Kip. He was catching up to him.

Was this because of him? Did Kip feel too afraid of him to tell him where Twig was?

He wouldn't blame him.

Suddenly, Kip slowed down. Slipping on the mud, before sprinting to his right. Into the trees. Completely off from the trail.

Why was he doing this?

Dusknoir had to quickly search for gaps large enough for him to fit through, in order to continue his pursuit.

Kip was constantly tripping and stumbling over tree roots, but his small body afforded him a faster route than what Dusknoir could achieve.

Dusknoir almost caught up to him, he reached out to grab him.

He hesitated.

Kip dove into a hollow, rotting log that lay on the ground, Dusnkoir's fingers barely brushing against his tail fin.

Dusknoir hated this.

He grabbed the inside of the log and exerted his strength to tear the log in half.

Kip glanced at him, terrified tears running down his face. He quickly stood up and began running again.

Dusknoir was fed up with this.

He used Shadow Sneak to appear in front of Kip, before grabbing him and lifting him up to eye level.

"That's enough." Dusknoir muttered. "Why are you..."

Dusknoir paused. He's seen the way Kip was looking at him now already.

This was Dusknoir's fault.

Perhaps the Croconaw was wrong. Maybe there wasnt a legend involved.

Maybe they somehow knew that he was returning and they wanted to get away from him...

Dusknoir was staring at Kip when his cheeks puffed outward.

Kip fired water directly into Dusknoir's eye.

Dusknoir dropped the child, crying out in pain and falling to the ground as he clutched it.

"I'M SORRY!" He heard Kip shout, his footsteps quickly becoming quieter.

Dusknoir tried to open his eye, but the pain was even sharper when exposed to air.

The rain pelted against his back as he tried to feel his way around.

He couldn't see anything but the incredibly faint outlines of the trees.

Dusknoir tried to focus on the outlines, but he couldn't focus on anything other than the pain.

Everything was dark.

He was blind.

"Dusknoir!"

He heard Celebi shout from nearby.

He felt a small hand land on his back.

"What happened?! Are you okay?!"

Dusknoir took in a sharp, pained breath.

"He used Brine in my eye."

Celebi gasped in disbelief. Dusknoir could feel a warmth coming from her hands. The intense, sharp pain was slowly draining away.

"Why would he do that?!" Celebi shouted, both in anger and concern.

Dusknoir winced as he was able to open his eye, still stinging a lot.

"It may be my fault. They must have known I was-."

"That's not possible!" Celebi snapped. "There was no way they could have known that we were coming back! Much less know about you!"

Dusknoir wanted to believe her.

Dusknoir stood back up.

"Can you see alright?"

Dusknoir looked around.

He couldn't.

Everything looked blurry.

Dusknoir nodded. "We need to catch him."

Celebi sighed in relief.

********

One second Twig was hiding in the closet, holding Darkrai close to her.

The next, the closet door had been torn off it's hinges.

And now she was rolling against the ground outside, having been thrown through the window by Grovyle.

She looked up to see Grovyle hop down from the window.

She'd never seen this kind of murderous intent from anyone. Even the legends she fought against.

She was terrified.

Twig righted herself into a sitting position and held out her hand.

"Grovyle! Wait, it's me! Twig!" She shouted.

Grovyle stopped and stared at her for a few seconds.

Then he looked even angrier.

"How DARE you use her voice!!!" He yelled, he held his hands close together and an Energy Ball formed between them.

"Wait! No!" She tried pleading with him.

He launched the Energy Ball at her and, despite her efforts to move out of the way, It hit her in the chest. A Shockwave of pain launching itself through her body as she was flung backwards again.

She looked up to see Grovyle rushing forward at her, his leaves so sharp that they were reflecting light.

Twig sunk down into the shadows as Grovyle lept at her, swinging at empty air.

Twig rose back up behind him.

Grovyle spun around and slashed at her eyes with his claws. She raised an arm to defend herself. His claw raked against her arm, breaking skin.

She shot out her other arm and grabbed his wrist, and then used her defending arm to grapple his upper arm up near his shoulder. She spun him around before swinging him over her head and slamming his back against the ground, a small crater forming. He coughed up some blood upon impact.

Twig positioned herself right above him, pinning his wrists against the ground.

"Please Grovyle! Just listen to-!"

Grovyle bit down on something and several massive flames shot out of his mouth. A Blast Seed.

Twig cried out in pain and shock as the flames engulfed her head. She stumbled backwards before she felt the pain of another Energy Ball slamming into her. Launching her back to the house, she slumped against the outside wall and managed to look up at him. Her vision blurred from tears, and almost fainting.

Why wasn't the rain putting the fires out?

Why was it raining through the metal ceiling?

Why was Grovyle walking through the fires without being harmed?

Why was this happening to her?

Why did she abandon them?

This is her fault.

She deserves this.

She deserves to die.

******

It didn't take long for Dusknoir to track Kip down again. The muddy ground from the downpour aided greatly. Even if his vision was impaired.

Kip tripped over a root that stuck out from the ground. He tried to push himself back up, but his arms gave out.

"Kip! Why are you so scared! He's not going to hurt you!" Celebi shouted as she landed on the ground next to him.

Kip didn't acknowledge her presence. He was trying to drag himself forward. Tears running down his face, his breathing quick and labored.

What in the world has him like this!?

Celebi stepped in front of him and looked him in the eyes.

"Kip! It's okay! You're safe! We aren't going to hurt you!"

Kip stared at her.

Celebi lifted him up with Psychic and hugged him, getting mud all over her.

"There you go. It's okay. I'm here for you." Celebi gently caressed the back of Kip's head, as his breathing gradually became slower and more even.

"Wh- gh. Where's Grovyle?" He managed to choke out.

"He went to the house to make sure Twig is safe. It'll be-"

"No! NO!!!" Kip suddenly shouted. He pushed Celebi away, and spun around. He fell back to the ground and started dragging himself again in the direction of the house.

"TWIG!!!" Kip screamed, his breathing sped back up again. Tears rushed down his face faster than the rain could wash them away.

"That's it!" Celebi shouted. "I'm looking ahead!" She closed her eyes and pressed her hands against her temples. "I need to see what in the world has got you..." She trailed off. Her eyes opened wide in horror.

Dusknoir asked. "Celebi? What did you-"

"Twig is the legend." Celebi muttered.

Dusknoir flinched. Kip's body tensed up.

"Wh- How is that possible?!" Dusknoir nearly shouted.

"I- I don't know! Twig is just in Darkrai's body now!"

Kip was hyperventilating. Dusknoir was worried that Kip couldnt breathe.

Dusknoir spoke. "If Twig is the legend then that means..." his eye widened "Oh no..."

Celebi looked at him with terror. "Grovyle will-"

Celebi was interrupted by Kip bursting into loud wailing.

Dusknoir grabbed him and held him to his chest as Dusknoir and Celebi rushed to get back to the house. Praying that they aren't too late.

*******

Grovyle limped towards his target.

They stared at him with fear. Tears were running down their face.

Good.

Grovyle felt pain shoot through his body with each breath. That hit he took definitely broke some ribs.

He pushed the legend's chest against the wall they were up against, unfortunately they didn't have much of a neck to choke.

Grovyle breathed heavily as he raised his arm. The legend stared past him for some reason.

"This is for screwing with us for the last two weeks!" He shouted as he slashed his claw against their chest. The legend crying out in pain in Twig's voice.

Stop that.

"This is for forcing Twig and Kip to live with you!" He slashed it's chest again.

"And THIS" He slashed the legend again "IS FOR HURTING TWIG!!" He slashed it again.

Grovyle breathed heavily as the legend was barely able to keep their eyes open. The blood pouring from their chest being washed off by the rain.

Grovyle prepared a final leaf blade.

"And now. I'll make sure you never hurt her again." He growled.

The legend looked at him with a weird sense of acceptance.

That's right. You do deserve this.

"GROVYLE! STOP!!!" Celebi screamed from behind him.

Grovyle turned his head to look behind him. Celebi and Dusknoir were rushing out of the forest. Kip was being held in Dusknoir's arms. His eyes wide, staring at him with sorrow and horror.

"THAT'S NOT DARKRAI!" Celebi yelled "THAT'S TWIG!!!"

Grovyle hesitated before turning back towards the legend...

First they used Twig's voice.

And now illusions of his friends.

Grovyle's leaves became impossibly sharp as he prepared to decapitate this vermin.

He begun his final swing before stopping.

The legend in front of him, the one he was about to kill, was wincing the same way Twig does.

Grovyle lowered his arm.

It was her.

It really was her.

But why-

How did she-

Why was she-

Grovyle stumbled backwards before falling to the ground.

Celebi, Dusknoir and Kip surrounded her. Shouting things that were muffled. His ears were ringing.

Grovyle's eyes didn't leave Twig's bleeding chest as her muscles relaxed. Her eyes cloudy, and only halfway shut.

He just killed her.

Each raindrop landing on the ground around him made his head pound with excruciating pain.

The three's shouting became more panicked. All three of them were crying. Dusknoir picked up Twig's body and rushed her inside the house.

Grovyle felt that the ground beneath him would open up and swallow him whole.

He wished it would do that.

Grovyle saw Twig stumble out of the doorway, before turning around to look inside, her tail flame a deep pink.

No. It wasnt Twig.

Grovyle launched himself forward and grabbed the legend that took her body by the neck. Catching them off guard. He slammed them against the ground.

"WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER!?" Grovyle screamed.

The legend choked and gasped for air. Grovyle loosened his grip on their neck, only a little bit.

"I did nothing!" The legend hissed. A deep voice coming out of Twig's body. "I know not how we switched bodies, nor for what purpose!"

Grovyle's leaves sharpened "How do I know you're not lying!?"

"You don't!" He gasped. "But just know that what you have done on this day was the purpose behind Kip's disappearance!"

Grovyle recoiled. Releasing the legend, who started coughing and gasping for air.

The legend silently pushed himself off the ground and walked inside. Sneaking his way past the three pokemon tending to Twig. Shivering like how Twig used to.

Grovyle stared at her body, splayed out on top of the table. She was barely breathing. Celebi trying to heal her while Kip and Dusknoir desperately applied medicine and bandages to all of her lacerations.

The lacerations he gave her

It had been years since Twig last saw him.

And the first thing he did when he met her may have just been killing her.

Grovyle fell forward on his knees, Clutching his head. His sobbing drowned out by the pouring rain.

I like the idea of Guilds having Therapy Dogs. Exploring, rescuing, going on expeditions, it's tough work, and it can be pretty scary.

So, you come home after a long day, walk into the guild, and there's Misdreavus! Just floating around, being adorable, eating fear, as they do. So, you go have a chat, and your fears just drift away, as if they weren't even there.

Sure, you have the memories, but you can think about them with a clear head now. You see what you could've done differently and suddenly tomorrow doesn't seem so scary.

Lots of Pokemon resent ghost types for their ability to interact with the intangible. Certain species can consume emotions, or make them stronger. So, the Guild has a few ghost types on hand. They help ease the stress and fear of the job. Where ghosts are normally scorned, the guild is a safe place for them, and they're so eager to give back to the people who make this place home.

Me: “Ok, I just got back home from my last day at Momocon! Time to spend the evening resting and catching up with all of my mutuals’ posts that I missed.”

Proceeds to have my heart exploded into ten million pieces by yet another Oblonger banger

I took @billycorn 's advice and decided to write a fic about this! The idea with the journal hit me hard and put this exact scene in my mind!

Dialga is Searching

Dialga stood in place. Meditating. Her mind drifted between timelines. Searching for any clues about the entity that caused her to lose her mind. All that appeared in his memories and in the timelines she examined however, was a hazy blob.

One with icy blue eyes that struck fear into the legend's heart.

She could still see those eyes clear as day. They haunted her. She knew she was more powerful than whatever being they belonged to, but they still filled her with a terror she had never felt before.

Dialga's meditation was interrupted by hearing the sound footsteps and labored breathing of a mortal approaching her body.

Dialga opened her eyes. Fully prepared to reprimand the fool that decided to approach her without permission. Her eyes then widened when she saw who it was, and what condition they were in.

It was Piplup.

Not just any Piplup, but the Piplup that was involved in bringing her back to her senses. Even if she didn't have the red bandana wrapped around her shoulder, she would have recognized her from her abnormal teal coloring. She believes her name is Melody?

Dialga's concern grew as she examined the bruises and cuts all across her body. Several cuts with coloring that indicated poisoning.

Despite that, and the pain she was clearly in, her expression was fiercely determined.

“Ah. Piplup. This is unexpected.” Melody looked up at her with wide eyes. “Why have you sought me out?”

The two stared at each other for a moment. Melody's expression slowly narrowed into intense anger. She swung the explorer's bag around to her front, pulled out a journal and grunted as she put her entire body into throwing it at her. The journal weakly landed on the ground in front of the legend.

In between heavily panting from the exertion, she snarled. “Read it.”

Dialga blinked in shock. Lightly recoiling her head. Then narrowing her eyes and looking down at the mortal.

“Your involvement in bringing me to my senses does not give you permission to treat me with such disresp-”

“I DON'T CARE!” Melody shrieked, interrupting the legend. She pointed a flipper at her. “You owe me Dialga! You have to do me a favor, and what I want is this! Now READ IT!!”

The two glared at each other for several moments. Her anger grew as a memory she didn't know she had, returned.

Dialga briefly considered bringing divine punishment down on this mortal for acting like she could command her like some mindless beast. Just like that thing had already done once before.

Dialga sighed. She does indeed owe this mortal. Disrespect and commanding aside, she would still be that mindless creature if it wasn't for her.

Dialga lifted the journal with Psychic. It would be unbecoming of Dialga to punish her whilst in a state of such intense emotion. She'll do what she asks and then give her a warning in no uncertain terms to never do what she just did again.

Dialga began to read. The first few pages contain a message to Melody, from herself. Begging her to not forget what is in this journal. And to ‘please believe that it's true.’

Dialga then quickly read through the rest of the journal. Almost every entry had to do with Sunny. The human-turned-Eevee that had been with Melody for the journey that they took to unfreeze the future.

A few entries had to do with Grovyle and Celebi. One particularly negative one had to do with Dusknoir betraying them. But every page mentioned Sunny at least once, even if the entry wasn't about her.

Dialga closed the journal and set it on the ground next to Melody. She continued to angrily stare at Dialga.

“That was touching, but I fail to see why you wanted me to read this.”

Melody's gaze fell to the ground. Her head hung low.

“Was it real?” She weakly asked. Barely louder than a whisper.

Dialga flinched. “What?” She asked.

Tears began to well in Melody's eyes.

“Was it real? Did any of that happen?” She breathlessly asked. She gave a sob and tears started streaming down her face.

Dialga's expression softened as she continued. “Nobody remembers any of that. It's like none of them ever existed.” She weakly cried out.

“I-I know the journal Says-h-h that it was, a-and that it's in my h-h-h-handwriting.” She hyperventilated. Dialga's eyes were wide, and her brows furrowed.

“B-h-h, But I don't kn-know anymore.” She sobbed a few more times. “I don't h- even rem-remember what she l-h-h-looked like.”

Melody fell backwards and sat on the ground. Sobbing for several moments before looking up at Dialga.

“P-please just tell me.” She pleaded. “D-did she e-exist? D-did h-h-h- a-any of th-that happen?”

Dialga stared at her for several seconds and then nodded. Melody's eyes widened.

“Yes. She did. All of them did.” Melody sputtered and sobbed some more. “Sunny did exist. Both of you helped save the world. As did Grovyle, Celebi and Dusknoir.”

Melody stared at her with wide eyes. Then shut them tight and sobbed.

“Th-thank Arceus.” She muttered. Then she sputtered and sobbed some more. She fell onto her side and curled up. Loudly sobbing.

Dialga could feel tears of her own stinging in her eyes. The first time she'd felt any for eons.

She watched the child cry for several minutes. An aching in Dialga's chest slowly rose the longer this went on.

Eventually, Melody's crying slowed. Then stopped with a heavy sigh. Tears still ran down her face as she sat upright and picked up the journal. Holding it in her flippers and stared at it for several seconds. Slowly rubbing the top of it.

Eventually, she put the journal in her bag and stood up. She turned and heavily walked back towards the way she came.

“Where are you going?” Dialga asked.

Melody stopped, and then sighed. “I just. I needed to know if she was real.” She muttered. “I needed to know that I wasn't going crazy. Thanks Dialga.”

Dialga narrowed her eyes. “I can simply open a passage to take you back to your home. I will not allow you to be further injured.”

Melody turned her head in surprise. “You would do that?” She gasped.

Dialga nodded. She then focused her power and a passage of time opened to the side of Melody, her jumping a bit in surprise.

“you are too injured to make the trek back on your own.” She said, trying her best to keep her voice sounding neutral.

“...Okay…Thanks.” Melody quietly said. She then stepped into the passage. It closed after she disappeared.

Dialga stood there for a few minutes. Just pondering the things that had happened.

She attempted to go back to meditating. But her mind constantly wandered back to Melody.

‘You have to do me a favor, and what I want is this!’

Dialga couldn't let the phrase rest. It replayed in her mind over and over.

Did she… Did she want Sunny back?

Dialga killed the idea of meditating and pondered.

The intense relief and sorrow that she had displayed was bringing Dialga to her own tears.

If she had asked Dialga to bring her back, if there was nobody to bring back, what would she have thought? What would she have done? Melody wanted to know if they were real.

Dialga shut her eyes. A tear escaping and fleeing down her face. She began to look through other timelines. Pondering what actions she could take.

And what of Grovyle, Dusknoir and Celebi? They gave their lives for hers.

And what about everyone else in that future that had been alive before being given a chance to live?

Dialga took a deep breath as she mentally prepared herself to do something she had never done before.

me petting my partner cat before the wave of the silver wind hits us (it’s our final moments together)

Hero and Partner week day 3-A Quiet Day

They like to nap under the big tree :)

(prompts under the cut)

Pokemon coming to tumblr the same time ive used the app in months was not what i was expecting but I’m so here for it