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Crossposted this from AO3. I'm claiming 4000 words for BLECs from it, as it is ~6k but the first 2k of the fic was written before August 1st Additionally, buying the following items: Oran x2 Tiny Reviver Seed x1 Iron Thorn x2 Small Blast Seed x2 Invisify Orb x1

I already cross-posted my other Namco High work here, might as well post this one as well. This fic is best enjoyed with knowledge of the Namco High game, but most of it is self-explanatory enough. Rating: T Genre: Hurt/Comfort, sorta Romance Content warnings: Strong language Davesprite...

Nip carefully pulled the bag open, looking over the items included inside. He retrieved one of the mentioned reviver seeds, as well a couple of oran berries and a few other items. "It's a bit odd, but I guess it links back to whatever energy is allowing us to be here." He paused, frowning. "Not...

"Ah, thank you. I had been planning to go but... I figured a lot of mons would be gathering items, so I thought I might wait for the crowd to die down."

After taking another bite, Nip tilted his head. "The appeal of the taste is based on your type? That is rather odd... but then again, if it's something that the gods crafted, I suppose I could see them working that way. But... I'll take your warning into consideration." Popping in the last...

He took the gummi from Cabot, turning it over in his paws as he gave it a skeptical inspection. It was bean-shaped and blue — almost black — in color. Experimentally, he squished it between his paws. It had the slightest give, reminding him just a bit of the texture of bone marrow. But there was...

Nip noticed the slight shift in Cabot's demeanor. Crap, did he say something wrong? Such was the unfortunate nature of coming from different words, he supposed, but still... Fortunately, the moment seemed to pass, though Cabot's statement rose new questions. "So they're some sort of food...

"I don't think they even exist in my world," Nip admitted. "I mean, maybe they do. I hadn't had time to learn a lot about village food before I was brought here. But I've certainly never seen anything like them."

"Indeed," Nip said, dipping his head. "I can't help but be curious about how different everyone's world might be." As the topic shifted to food, his expression turned contemplative. "Gummis? Oh, that's those fruit-filled things you were making last night, right? I'll admit that I don't know...

"Ferals? Oh, I'm assuming you mean something like wildeners. I suppose so, then. Though we're a larger community than most wildener colonies, from what I've seen. And we do have spaces separate from homes, like the nursery or the food store, or the meeting hub."

Nip tapped a claw to his chin. "How do I explain it... Well, like the pokemon that live in villages here, we are a community. But instead of building big structures like this—" he held his hands out to gesture to the room, "— we make our dens with more natural structures. Dugout burrows...

"It's the most common setup where I live," Nip admitted. "My tribe shares borders with two sibling tribes, one who dedicates their lives to Xerneas and the other to Zygarde. While we don't dedicate our lives to them, we recognize their power and still respect them. Those two tribes, we were...

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"Ah, I see. It's a bit more of a symbolic name, then?" He paused, reaching up to scratch behind his head feather. "Or maybe... It sounds like it might be a two-way relationship. They protect Yveltal's egg. And in turn, Yveltal will protect her followers when she hatches?"

"Protector, huh? I don't know if that's the word I'd use to describe her in my world. She does little to 'protect' us, per say. Not anymore, at least. It's been lifetimes since anyone last saw her." He paused, tilting his head upward. A wistful tone crept into his voice. "But they say that those...

"Really?" Now Nip tilted his head. "The last group of mon I encountered had never heard of Yveltal. Then again, you're not from my world so... perhaps that would explain it. "In my world, Yveltal is the overseer of death. According to my Tribe's history, Yveltal will appear to a pokemon in...

Ah yes, he had talked a bit about his tribe, hadn't he? Dwelling on the specifics left a sour taste in his mouth, so he elected to push the thoughts of her aside and say, "that's correct. I was a member of the Half-Moon Tribe, a group of pokemon that have dedicated their lives to Yveltal."

"Seems like it. I'll be honest, I... well, I'm concerned about our odds, here. We were already at a disadvantage against one magikarp. But two?" He let out a sigh. "A magikarp shouldn't even be anything to fret about. Whatever power made them so big. It... it concerns me." He stood up and shook...

Hey all! Review replies will come later today, after this chapter, but I'll give a quick thanks to everyone that's dropped a review in the last... four months since I posted a chapter. Whoops! Enjoy! Chapter 14: Momentary Respite * For Theran Village, the next two sunrises passed without...

He hadn't expected anyone to come back to the dojo. Though, in hindsight, it made sense. He sat up just a bit straighter when the cranidos entered. "No, no, you're fine," Nip said. "I wasn't really getting any sleep, anyways. What with all the—" The ground trembled again, and he paused for...