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"Cute," Diyem said blandly, looking deeper before he finally pulled away. This one was being dramatic indeed. Still, it seemed like there was something he could do to coax it out. "Puddle," Diyem said slowly, caressing the Ultra Stone. "Wake up, Puddle..." He channeled a little bit of darkness...

"Why, thank you," Star said even as Barky seethed in silence, completely ignoring the other Mew. He was probably used to it. "I'm usually the more popular god. Barky's all about duty and diligence and nobody really cares about that."

"That's the right attitude," Star agreed with a nod, though Barky looked irritated. "Forget about us. Just treat me like any other person, y'know? The whole godhood thing is overrated anyway." "Overrated?" Barky said with a growl. "I assure you, I'm very real. I could demonstrate my power if...

"If you want, I can talk to him," Owen offered. "Maybe... I don't know, when I find him. He kind of wanders around a lot, but maybe if he keeps his badge with him, we can talk." The last thing they needed was more infighting. Owen noticed the look Dave had given him, though. "I, uh, I never...

"Kinda skeptical about that," Star said, gesturing to Lance. "Pretty sure we can make a whole stir fry with all that vinegar I smell." "I doubt we can blame him," Barky pointed out, nodding to Lance. "Such traumas with no resolution will lead people to finding someone to blame for the...

Barky and Star both seemed to catch the meaning. They'd heard it all the time, after all. "Oh," Star said, floating back a few inches. "Well, I mean..." "I am not the god of the world you came from," Arceus said, "and I cannot truly speak for him because of that. However... typically, I try to...

With time stopped, there wasn't a lot of wind, if any. Yveltal had sensed Nip approaching, though she didn't acknowledge him until he spoke. "Hello," she greeted idly. "You're... of Team Spectrum? Yes, I recognize you, that dark aura..." She stopped what she was doing to face him directly. She...

"More... Shadows." Diyem hummed, then pulled the core closer to him. "I don't know if that's what's needed yet. Let me look into this more. For all we know, Puddle needs energy, not Shadows. And I don't have a lot of energy to spare." He pressed his hand against the core and closed his eyes...

There was a little gleam in Barky's eyes. Finally, someone who demonstrated respect. "Yeah, being a Mew is pretty awesome," Star agreed. "And unlike the dude behind me, I can become whatever I want! This guy's forever stuck as a stick in the mud." "In the world we are from, Star and I...

Owen seemed stuck on one detail. "...Rooming with me because he thinks you're a what now?" he scowled. "I could add a zero to your age and I'd still be older!" He sighed, rubbing his forehead. "...It does sound like everyone acted on impulse. Alcohol doesn't really help with that..." He hummed...

It opened on the first knock, Star having been on her way out. "Oh!" she hopped back, transforming into a Zangoose. "Sup! Looks like we've got some company after all." With a flip, she shifted back to her normal, Mew self and called, "Alright, Barky! Time to socialize!" "I am not your child,"...

Tiny hands pulled the bag in, and then Puddle from the mess inside. He made sure to inspect the core first. Now that he thought about it, this was the first time that he got to have a proper look at the thing up close--an Ultra Stone, housing a life inside... "Well, the core itself isn't...

"Aaaah, this is the life, eh, Barks?" Star asked, stretching out her body. She had transformed into an Espeon, and then curled around herself as her body shifted to that of an Arbok seconds later. Then, she balled herself up and became a Wartortle in her shell. "It's been a while since we took a...

Whatever dread Diyem had felt before had gone away for something... else. He didn't know nor want to acknowledge what the feeling was, but he did lift the sheets just enough to see whatever Vix was doing. His eyes shined a little un the dark, and he said, "Right. Puddle took some of the blow...

She had appeared now and then in town, flying or otherwise visiting the establishments, and by coincidence she had been locked in the bubble of time with several of the other Legends. And yet, despite this, the two had never crossed paths until just then. Perhaps it was because neither liked to...

Oh no. That one was here. Gathering the strength that he'd built up, Diyem channeled his Shadowy voice. "I am recovering... so long as I have my time to do so." That would do. The shorter he made this the better. He had no idea if the candle would try to hug him and ruin everything. Then again...

"O-oh." So the infighting had really gotten that bad between them? Was that good or bad for Diyem's health? And was that exactly what Giovanni wanted? None of those were probably useful things to say to Dave at that moment. "Have you guys, you know, made up since then, or are you guys... just...

"Hrrrgh..." Diyem still didn't like the prospect. Yes, it was the same problem as before, but outright telling Maple something like this... It was one thing to actively save the world. It was another to propose attacking the Tree of Life when they had no proof beyond Diyem's feelings. This...

Owen nodded. "Y-yeah, I guess I got kind of lucky because mine can only talk to me. Nobody can hear what he says. Or maybe that's just a subconscious thing..." He eyed the second, meek Poochyena. "But why is he... you know... emerging more often? It wasn't like that before. Was this because...

"...Do as you like..." Diyem's little shoulders slumped and he tried to stand, but his legs wobbled and he collapsed back into bed. "Cursed body... can barely manage something as basic as..." He shook his head, sighing. "...One word of advice," he said. "Do not tell Maple that she and I are at...