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Legendaries. Of course. And this kid had previously insisted having legendaries was good actually? "Okay, Jesus. So Giratina, what, killed him?"

'Team Galactic'. Of course. Sure, why not. "Okay, so this guy wanted to rewrite the universe. I'm guessing the reason we're talking about him and not some other random nut is that he actually got somewhere with that? He get some weird powers like Soda or what?"

...Where exactly was he going with this. "I mean, we have cartoons featuring a 'Team Rocket'. Maybe there's a 'Team Magma' there too, I don't exactly pay that much attention to it. Our actual existing criminal organizations have less stupid names. Why?"

Dave narrowed his eyes at him. "Look, what are we really talking about here? Because it doesn't sound like it's Soda."

Dave peered at Koa. Were they still talking about Soda? "Redemption, I mean, what's that even mean? It's not like there's actually some grand cosmic ledger where once you've done X amount of good things you've officially made up for whatever bad things." He rubbed at his eye. How did he get...

Dave frowned. "I mean, none of this shit was really his fault to begin with. The Blacklight fucked with his head to the point of insanity." He shifted to push himself upright, placing his badge on the coffee table. "The God Squad gets it, though. Maple's going to get him to help out in Telum...

Dave raised an eyebrow. Didn’t Koa kind of hate Soda, or was he misremembering? “He’s all right. Now, anyway. Why?”

“Hey. What’s up?” Dave looked up from his badge. He was sprawled across the sofa, reading about Chip’s new laser technology. Kid looked troubled by something, like Jean after a day of her supposed-friends being particularly cruel to her. Jeez. What now?

Okay I lied one more Chip's Laser - Blacklight Boost: +1 Speed, +1 Def, +1 Res, +1 Eva, +1 Acc

Thank youuuuu for the art, Bluwii! Love those amazing expressions! :D Chapter 28 is finally here; apologies for it being a bit late. I've had no time to finish editing it over the past few days, until today. Get ready for some more Scyther, as well as a surprise return from an earlier bit...

Additional purchases: - replace Muscular with Wind Up - replace Adrenaline with Tranquil Spirit - replace Crunch with Rock Smash - laser leg days: instead of +0.5 Atk, make it +0.3 HP and +0.1 Def/Res - laser Shadow Charge: "The user changes zones and then chains into an attack, taking 25% max...

Several more hours of writing I've failed to log, a billion hours of art, uhhh Chip's Laser: Void Desperation - flinch 200 -> 300, add res -50, damage 160 -> fixed 911 Buy: - Pop's Grand Reviver Seed - Shield's Aegis Orb - Diyem's Abyssal Seed

It was all going to come down to Starr. Dave struggled to get his head straight, Blacklight buzzing in his veins. "Evasive maneuvers!" he barked, Mia's new energy rippling towards Starr. Hopefully that was enough for her to survive. And then, what, they'd have won a fucking fight? Against Soda...

The big guy was scared. Why'd they even roped him into this. Owen'd warned them Flesh couldn't be taken down the conventional way. He was preparing something Dave was going to bet they probably didn't want to be on the receiving end of. Was Soda ever going to talk to him again if he did what he...

Soda was tiring, panting. Dave struggled to steady himself and keep going, breathing raggedly. Battle hormones or no, chasing Soda down to beat the last of his strength out of him was never going to be Dave's idea of a delightful fucking time, least of all when he could barely think straight...

All right, time to fucking go. Dave waited for the right opening and then rippled with Mia's Eterna energy as Blacklight oozed out of his pores.

What the actual fuck was even happening anymore. Soda had a Substitute going, but that was about all they could tell. His head was swimming, the world tilting. Whatever. No way could Soda keep that up for long. They just had to-- "Get ready to defend!" Dave barked into the nothingness.

Well, wasn't that fucking sobering. Dave finished the last of the calzone silently as Shadow pressed closer to Soda. He picked up a mozzarella stick of his own and raised it with him. "To bullshit battle culture. We'll see how it goes." <><><><><>

Oh, great. Soda just fucking disappeared. He had a few hypotheses about how to deal with Flesh. It was kind of an interesting puzzle, almost, a bit more cerebral and scientific than just hitting them hard enough in between doing things to make the hits land harder. He could get behind that...

Shadow actually smiled back, miracle of miracles, ears perking. And then leaned into Soda's side, just to make it weird again. Maybe he was less like a kid and more like just a goddamn dog. "Yeah, well, I would say I'll miss you too, but you know. Memory wipe." Shadow's face fell, his ears...