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"I'll back you up!" Owen called. "D-Dad!" Mung called, but then quickly cleared his throat and said, "I-it seems that Team Spectrum has done a real number of Sprout this time! But how will he counter? It seems that his energy is getting even higher than before! W-wait! What's this?" And for a...

Fugu noticed it, but she knew that this side of Dave was skittish, so she only gave where she felt a friendly smile. And, perhaps for the first time, there was a hint of that true tenderness behind her battle-hardened stare. By some miracle, she'd managed to even look the right direction when...

The smoke cleared, but Sprout was still standing, looking proud. Green sparks this time, a new kind of energy perhaps, danced around his body through the blurry haze... "Very good, very good!" Sprout said, chuckling. "I guess that means it's time for me to get serious...! Yes! It's now time...

It didn't take long for Owen to reciprocate, swooping down and picking Brisa up in not just his arms, but his wings, too. He wasn't the strongest, physically, but his sheer size made the gesture trivial. He was so warm. The air was like blankets. And Owen held her at just the right pressure...

"I tried tracking down some of the authors, but a lot of them are really secluded," Owen said. "But for my favorite one... I found the author there. But I can't talk about the ending; I'm sworn to secrecy." He nodded firmly, looking deadly seriously for only a second. Then, he relaxed again...

"Yeah." Owen nodded. "And if there was a time where I'd be cut off from my world... Well, that'd be awful, actually, but... It'd be at least a little, or a lot, better if someone like you was there, too." Funny. He hated what was happening in his world, but he still wanted to go back. Maybe he...

Owen thought about it, laughing to himself. "...I think you already had an idea or two when you found True Owen in my head," he replied coyly.

"...Something different happened there," Fugu said. "I sensed it. There was... more. Hold onto that feeling. That thought. Maybe, with some luck, at least that thought, even if you don't remember its origin, will follow you home." She sheathed her blade, nodding. "You likely have much to do...

That determination--in a world where nothing went right for him, he found his purpose. In the end, it perhaps wasn't the healthiest thing, but they only had a day. She could only hope that this determination would become something healthier later, if he could find more purpose as those kids grow...

"A year. You haven't been defeated yet. And you'll never stop, will you?" Fugu raised her blade, but then made a feint, expecting at least a basic counter. She didn't know what else he was capable of. There was a tingling sensation on one side and she glanced at Shadow, seeing the faintest...

"Yet you still fight," Fugu replied, the flat of her blade parrying most of Dave's tackle, but the way she almost buckled--yes. Dave had much more power than ever before here, especially since their last meeting. "You say barely, but it still does. What do you do for them?" She pushed...

Fugu seemed to understand this. "This is a fundamental question. It won't be easy to follow along. We also don't know how much of this will carry over to your world, even as an echo or a dream. Still, as you know, we can only hope." She opened her eyes. "Let's get the words flowing one last...

"All right, guys. Keep pace, don't fall for him! But, uh... let's try to... yeah." Owen shook his head, trying to ignore the strange thoughts creeping into his head. "Sprout doesn't look half bad, huh?" Owen asked the team. As Sprout swung at them, he smiled at them in a way that Owen thought...

"She'll grow up fine," Owen said, nodding. "I think they're going to be pretty big unknowns to the world, but between help from Diyem, Eien, the Overseers... I think it's pretty clear they're gonna be heroes in their own way. That's... probably exactly what they'd asked for, huh?" He looked down...

"I see." Fugu said, picking up on something. "Did Shadow say anything about that?" she added.

"Definitely," Owen said, stretching his wings routinely as Cal marveled at the sea glass, literally wrapping one of her hands around it. Owen, smiling a little, glanced at Luz and Cal thoughtfully. "It's interesting, huh?" He gestured to Luz and Cal. "...Luz likes to keep her form, right? Mimic...

"Perhaps not," said Fugu replied, and then focused on Dave again. "And the state of your world is ultimately the center of your conflicts now, is that correct? Considering the time you have left, did you want to explore that?" She leaned a little. "There must be a practical reason for coming...

"Oho?" called Sprout. "It sounds to me like you already know what's coming." He gestured to the ground beneath Brisa as she floated above it with her power. "Well! It's not time for that just yet, now is it? Let's go! It's time to begin!" He pivoted on his paws and then rushed forward with...

"No," Fugu said, though she smiled. "But giving them some credit for getting things going in the right direction again... That, I think is true. When the world seems aimless and Pokemon are in disarray from their very homes being upended, it seems that a human leader can be what brings us back...

"That's the spirit," Owen said, and despite the fact that it seemed like Owen had been waiting for Brisa to say it, he, too, had been looking for validation. "I want to think I'll do the same at home, too. I'm too stubborn to let all my troubles keep me down forever. I'm always making sure I...