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"Guess that's just how this world works," Soda remarked, looking down. "Gah. I guess that's something I shouldn't be bitter about. Pop's... alright. He knows how to run things and he's not some tyrant or whatever." He sighed between bites, breathing through his nose. "Guess if Telum is the same...

Reshiram smiled, like he could tell more from what Mergo was saying, and he nodded. "I see," he said. "You must hold me in high esteem, or, rather, what I stand for in high esteem. I did sense something from you, in a way. This... aura about you. Perhaps a kind of resonance. You must hold the...

"Guess so," Soda said, finally taking the calzone and breaking it in half. Steam from the tomato sauce and cheese filled the air. "...So, uh." He glanced off, then offered half the calzone to Dave. "...Thanks. I've been thinking, and... I dunno if I'd be sitting here if it wasn't for you. Figure...

Reshiram frowned, pensive. "I'm afraid you misunderstand," he said. "I'm not the same Reshiram you knew. He's elsewhere, a completely different yet similar world. Is that... difficult to understand? I can certainly see why. It took me a time to come to terms with the concept. But there is...

"Flesh and I fighting at the colo, huh..." Soda tilted his head a few times, like the very idea was physically rolling around in his head like an egg in a pan. "Yeah, I guess I could do that. Flesh is a little camera shy, though, so I'm gonna take a day to hype him up about it." Maple nodded...

Pansit nodded, and then went on with the rest of the interview without much incident. She seemed to be most interested in Koa's relationship with his Pokemon back home, and how that translated to Echo. Koa's interview went to the tabloids, of course, but it was perhaps one of the few tabloids in...

Soda was receptive to a talk, though he appeared to be a little apprehensive. He wasn't immediately open to 'friendship' as requested, more like getting acquainted as allies. Some of it seemed to be due to guilt. When asking about Extreme Speed, Soda would remark next that he probably...

Silence fell over them. The chilly winds seemed to be getting to Soda, who tried to hide when he curled his body a little closer while eating. At least the bag kept the food warm. "Gettin' old," Soda murmured. "I think eventually I won't be a danger anyway." "All the more reason to make up for...

"There are different ways to be a hero," Pansit agreed, nodding. Her antennae twitched as she wrote, and then she said, "You know, I do think that in some small way, everyone can be a hero, even if it's not the kind that you'd see in the headlines of papers. I think it's important to highlight...

"Ah, my apologies," Reshiram said with a nod. "I must still be excited from the Colosseum battle of my sister. Were you planning to go inside? We could share a table; if you'd humor me, I was very curious about this other world so similar to ours." Which would be the natural expectation...

"Trust him?" Maple echoed. "Gah, sounds like I'm talking to a goddamn ex when you phrase it that way," Soda muttered. "Soda, is this about..." "The fuck else would it be about?!" Soda snapped. "I nearly turned this place into moon dust! I'm supposed to SAVE worlds! So, I just, fucking, what...

"Oh, goodness," said a voice that perhaps Mergo had wanted more than anything, yet also wanted to avoid at all costs. "I didn't expect to find one of your team here." Mergo had been here for a few weeks by now. Their Diyem had allowed and pushed for more time to give Team Spectrum more morale...

Hello hello, I'm here for a very belated Blacklight reward review, but by sheer wonderful coincidence, it looks like I read this story at just the right time! I know very little about Frankenstein's derivatives beyond the original story that I'd read back in high school, so I don't really know...

"She... she what?" "Not stuck anymore," Kyurem said with an irritated growl. "Now I feel... empty again..." "You're just hungry, Kyurem," Zekrom reminded. "You were nervous about the fight and only had some cookies. Remember?" Kyurem didn't say anything, though the way her jaw moved suggested...

Maple shook her head. "That's just it. We don't really know." "And..." Soda finally found his voice. "And you're fine with that. With me going." "No, not really," Maple said, "but I understand that you want closure for this. Just... be safe. Will you?" "...So you're not..." Soda looked like...

"Against the Blacklight?" Maple asked, looking Soda over, considering it. "Hmm... He is familiar. He knows how to fight." Maple glanced at Soda and they briefly locked eyes. It didn't last long; the Zoroark looked away quickly. "And I can tell," she said, "that he wants closure." She nodded...

Maple blinked, bringing a paw over her head before finding the stick. She pulled it off, inspected the cheese, and then glanced at Soda. "K... keep it," Soda mumbled, grabbing another. "Well," Maple said, performing an odd motion with her hand that made the stick disappear, "what did you want...

Kyurem still resisted, looking apprehensive. "It gave me the will to fight at all," she said. "I wouldn't have fought... if it didn't encourage me." "Are you sure?" Owen pressed, waiting for an opening. "We won't... uh, we won't hurt it. We're just going to hang onto it for a while until we can...

"Mmf." Soda finished texting and turned his badge off. "I get that. Still, it's one of those things where even if you... look at it from far away, you can still blame someone when you're in the thick of it. I guess. Not like I've never been there..." He glanced away. "Can't blame me for being...

Soda hesitated again. "Yeah, I guess," he said. "I don't..." He grumbled again. "Fucking, I thought I'd be over getting nervous when talking to someone about... stupid shit I did, or whatever. Not that this is the same or whatever, but..." He shook his head. "Fine. Let me text her."