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The team entered the white laboratory. There was no electric smell in the air, so Zekrom probably wasn't present at the moment. "All right, this time I'm hoping that you'll be able to work with me here, alright?" called Chip from the other end of the lab. He seemed to be talking to someone, but...

"I showed up in some random field in the Water Continent," Shield said. "From there, we traveled the continents trying to track down Giovanni and Dark Matter. That's... all I really know." "And by we," Karat said, "he means Silver's team, and Team Drumstick. He couldn't bear to face his...

It was like bitter, sour meat, like smoked earwax. Diyem groaned again and rolled away, puffing a small, black ember. "Welcome to the world. It's a boy." He collapsed into the bed and passed out.

"Overseers are kind of, like, multi-universal superheroes! In a way. But organized. Loosely. And stuff. I think they're neat! Even if we don't really need them except for finding out if any worlds are in trouble or something... We sent word to them about here through Bean, but it usually takes...

"We can always check out the more peaceful Dungeons that have been turning up," said Karat. "Shaymin Village has Sky Peak, which can be very safe overall... the Dungeon was highly segmented. We can always look at only the first one." "The Lush Prairie might also be a peaceful place that was...

"Death... seems appealing again," Diyem muttered. "Ohh, you don't mean that," Zinc said gently, helping the Charmeleon back to a sitting position before, once again, taking his vitals. She was still unnerved at how unnaturally low his body temperature was for his chosen form. Then again, did...

Potluck nodded. "That's not an easy choice at all," he said. "And if people are too scared of you to band together to fight against it... All I can think is that it's too bad you couldn't find Overseers or something. Not that we work with them too much, either..."

"Oh..." Potluck prodded at the ground again, then nodded. "...I hope you can find something anyway. Even a little. you're still alive, after all..."

"I cry a little but then remember that some of them were nice to me," Potluck said, misinterpreting Bahamut's hypothetical question as an actual one. "I know I'm not normal. But maybe one day, I dunno..."

Potluck's cheek bolts turned blue. "How come you destroyed the whole planet?" he asked. "You seem like a good person..."

"What did you do?" Potluck asked, tilting his head. He gently poked the back of his claw against the stone.

Deoxys twitched in what might have been a nod. "We'll be there. Two Psychics to help you stay sane if possible." Karat nodded, then looked at Shield. "And of course, the one most likely to get through to Sword. With any luck, we'll be able to get something out of this." Shield sighed and...

"I wanted to have one, but Maple said that maybe one was enough for God Squad," Potluck said. "I think they're really cute!" He probably thought everyone was cute.

"You should probably arrange to meet them now," S'more said. "Perhaps suddenly. I can direct you to one, if you like." Owen, meanwhile, glanced worriedly at Diyem. The blanket was bulging out again, and he was making that same, sickening noise as before. "A-another one?!" Owen said. "Having...

"Okay. I'm glad!" And back to cheerful. Oddly enough, it seemed genuine. "I think she'd be more comfortable anyway because you share the same species as Joule. And I guess Millijoule. We don't really know what they're like, huh? Shades. I think I heard Joule commenting that they might be, like...

"That's true," Owen said to Mellow, getting ready to go once Zinc confirmed that he was fine. "Maybe you could try talking to one of them to see how they react, or something? We might not really be able to catch them that easily if we do them one at a time..." Diyem grunted back and rolled...

Potluck flinched and tittered. "Y-yeah," he said. "Yeah. Um, she does look kind of like a lot of Pokemon, in a way. I don't really know how to, um, describe it..." Something about Bahamut's commentary had put Potluck in some kind of mental stagger.

"I know Truffle a little. We trained together for shield parries." Owen shook his head. "At least when I had Perceive active now and then, I don't think I sensed any, you know, evil intent or whatever... And Soda, well, he seems fine, too. But I don't really train with him much. In fact, I don't...

"She was a bit of a prankster," Shield said with a hint of fondness, "but she didn't have ethereal presence, if that's what you mean. She was... just a Charmander. Sword... what happened to you...?" "You might have to accept that she's too far gone," Karat said. "It's not certain, but I want...

"You know," Owen said, "if we're lucky, I might be able to come with you guys, too. I have Perceive, and it's stronger than ever." He gestured to his horns. "Even if they're able to defy mind reading with wards, they won't be able to hide their body language from me. Now that I'm back, maybe...