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Neo’s eyes lit up at the mention of bacon, and he abandoned his post near Mightyena to inspect the plate. But when he leaned in to snap up a piece (or five), he caught a whiff of…something else. Something different. He blinked at the small round bread-like things on the other side of the...

Wes made for the infirmary first thing the next morning—only to be told that Mitch had already left, against the nurse’s wishes. He’d snorted at that the once she relayed the news to him. Of course he wouldn’t still be there. If anyone seemed the type to bail from the hospital as soon as...

Well, now that sounded like quite the story. Wes offered a small, yet bitter smile. “Well, you’re not the only one who has lied for personal gain. Though my case was…well. I’m not exactly known for making the best decisions, I guess.” He didn’t want to go there again, though. At least…not now...

Wes smirked. That was the kind of thinking he could get behind. “Looks like we’re on the same page, then. So, which of us should do the sweet-talking?” He paused, then laughed a little at that. “Okay, I guess I haven’t exactly made the best case for myself. But if it came down to sympathizing...

Wes relaxed a little, relieved she decided to let this one slide. He shrugged at her response. “Fair enough. Can’t say I blame you. Not a fan of them myself.” Though he had to admit, there was merit to seeking medical attention. He’d probably never have come to that conclusion were it not for...

Wes raised an eyebrow. “You sure you don’t want to go in? You look like shit.” The moment the words left his mouth, he mentally kicked himself. Idiot. You’re an idiot, Lycas. He pinched the bridge of his nose. “That…came out…sorry. I didn’t mean it like that. You just look unwell, is all.”...

Not going to answer him directly, apparently. Fine. Wes was satisfied enough with Sigmin’s answers anyway. He stood, nodded his thanks to the other trainer, and followed Odette out of the cave. Neo hadn’t had time to reply before his brother had come bursting out of the shadows, a whole bundle...

Wes grimaced. “That’s…definitely possible.” He’d thought that Clink was friends with the Hoopa, but maybe not… “He’s probably worried. People disappearing left and right, and now his Pokémon are sick? I wouldn’t want just any stranger to get close, either. And it’s hard to know who to trust on...

Hm. That was an odd coincidence. Wes nodded. “I have to admit that I did wonder the same thing. The most likely way they could have been poisoned would be during a fight, I’d expect. Unless someone somehow poisoned their food or something, but I don’t know anything about how likely that is.” He...

Wes only just managed to keep his composure when the gods-damned demon bat made her entrance. He shifted is weight against the cave wall and took a deep breath to calm his racing heart. Holy hell, he was never going to get used to that…creature. Pokémon. Whatever the hell she was. He snorted...

Heeeeere comes the Morbius Smeargle Swap train! (I’m so sorry.) 😂

hi hi! Sorry for forgetting to post the Smeargle swap here. Here you go!

Wes had to snort at that. “Yeah. Some friendship festival, huh?” He glanced at Neo, who was, as expected, already chatting it up with the…other Pokémon. He’d never seen that one before. “Well, at least it looks like everyone here has a good relationship with their team. Speaking of which, I...

“Oh, shit.” Wes couldn’t help but laugh, too. “I hope you got an opportunity to burn it afterwards.” “Ha, yeah, we at least have that. Well, only in Phenac, but it counts. It’s a bit of a luxury though. I’ve only seen one once, some dumb action movie when I was a kid, and that was only because...

“Well said. Though, take it from me, criminal organizations can get away with a lot of shit, too.” He paused. Had he said too much there? …No, he could trust Gladion. “And you couldn’t get me to wear a suit if you paid me.” It suddenly occurred to him just how much time had passed while they’d...

Wes just barely managed to hold back a curse when he saw both Odette…and Enora. He briefly worried that Novo might shoot from the shadows to greet her, but thankfully, the Umbreon seemed to have enough self-control not to do that just yet. Wes let out a tiny huff of relief and glanced at Odette...

…huh. Well, that sounded…hm. “I can’t decide whether that sounds like a brilliant system or a horrible one designed to screw you over,” Wes said. Then he grinned. “My instinct says it’s the latter, but that’s probably just my Orrean roots showing. Figures.” He snorted at Gladion’s last comment...

After his excursion with Gladion, Wes wasn’t quite content to call it quits just yet. The caverns were on the way back to town anyway, so he figured he might as well take a look. He considered offering Gladion to tag along, but he looked fairly tired anyways, so they went their separate ways...

Wes choked out another laugh, though he was shaking his head. “Oh, gods. I don’t know what’s worse—that joke or the fact that there’s no way in hell Orre has whatever life insurance is. Then again, Orre doesn’t have a lot of things most regions do. Probably.” Novo blinked and trilled softly...

Dammit, now he’d just made the kid feel awkward. Wes was about to apologize when he heard the last sentence—and before he could help himself, he was laughing. “S-sorry, sorry, it’s just—oh, gods. I’ve never heard someone call Orre nice before.” He laughed again and shook his head. “It’s fine...