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Jean pulled Gen tight. He was so small; he could have been mistaken for a plush toy. But he was human in there after all. How long had he been like this? "I'm sure you can get your normal body back. There's always a, a sorcerer or somebody who can undo it." Was there? There wasn't one for her...

Jean opened her mouth in realization. "You're a human!" she said. "And you don't want to be a Pokémon?" Weird. She'd love to be a Pokémon! ...But she did know what it was like to be suddenly stuck in a body that was different and weird and had limbs the wrong length and not be able to do...

Jean's face fell, ears drooping. "Oh." Gen did look scared. What kind of world had he gone to? Maybe it was like Pokémon Colosseum's world, or an even worse one. "Maybe you don't have to go back there? Maybe the person who brought us here can send you back to your home world instead."

"Ooh. So you've been to different universes before too? Dad was on this team of heroes in another world! That one also had Pokémon but no humans, so the humans all just turned into Pokémon when they got there. He was a Mightyena with Toxapex powers!" She pointed proudly at her dad, who rolled...

"Okay!" Jean smiled and reached for his right paw instead, holding it for a gentle shake. "I'm from a world with humans and Pokémon too! But Pokémon don't talk in ours. Do all Pokémon talk in yours?"

Jean perked up. "Maybe!" She was a bit older now. And she'd been through some scary things. ...And run away from them. She winced. "I don't know. What happens?" Koa let him go and stepped away. Could he believe the reassurance? ...Not like it mattered. They'd forget the whole thing as soon as...

"Hi!" Jean waved. She blinked quizzically at the Fearow. "Huh? What do you mean?" Wes? Wes? It was him! He had the same hair, an Espeon - of course! Jean gasped in delight, ears perking straight up. "In my world there's a TV show about Orre, and the hero is you! Or someone a lot like you...

"Hmm. Okay!" Jean smiled at Vix. "Maybe he's forgotten about it anyway, if it was when you first met. He made it sound like he'd been there a really long time." Jean's eyes widened as the mysterious stranger actually noticed and walked towards her. What would he say? Who was he? ...And then...

Dave'd half-expected Koa to be about to run up and try to hug him, but no, he stopped a polite distance away. "Yeah, I made it home. Forgot about the whole thing until we got the invitation to this madness, obviously. Guessing the same happened to you." He gestured in Jean's direction. "That's...

Jean beamed at Vix's amazement. It was good talking to Pokémon. They didn't think she was as weird as everyone else. "We're all mixed with different Pokémon! Dad said that gave more interesting scientific results." She paused. "We're not all siblings, though. The other scientists at Dad's lab...

[[Slightly weird chronology here as usual with having many conversations at once; I'm assuming the conversation between Dave and Pandelume is still all happening a bit earlier.]] "Oh, they definitely have brains in my universe. Bit different but still the same sorts of complex structures of...

Dave looked up. Kora was approaching a... teenage boy? Koa? Jean was still captivated by Vix. "Ooh! That's really cool! You could do basically everything!" Offensive and defensive support, energy bombs, transformations... "Were you the leader?" Oh, good Christ. Dave did not want to imagine Vix...

Dave sighed. "Don't talk like a baby doesn't talk. No complex communication. Don't mind her, she just hasn't been to, uh, other universes before." "It's so cool that you can, though!" she said brightly. "I've always wanted a talking Pokémon!" Good fucking God. "Jean. They're people, not pets."...

Dave waved a hand. "Look, first sufficiently specific thing that came to mind. Would you have preferred the time you got obliterated by a moon cannon?" "Moon cannon?" Jean asked, peeking over his shoulder and blinking at Vix. Her eyes widened, voice dropping to an excited whisper. "...Did you...

Jean squealed again, pointing, jumping up and down with excitement. "Look! It's Champion Wallace and Gym Leader Winona! And they're married!" Dave pinched the bridge of his nose. "Look, are these like... some of your cartoon characters?" "Yeah! They're some of the best trainers in the Hoenn...

Well, she'd noticed. Nothing else for it. "Uh, Vix? Kora? This is Dave, from Cibus. If you even remember that, I'm still half and half on whether that was a giant hallucination." If Vix and Kora were here, were there other people from Team Spectrum? Brisa...? He looked around but couldn't see...

Jean gasped in delight as they entered the void, pulling Dave along. He followed reluctantly, holding firmly onto her hand. More universe bullshit. At least they didn't get turned into Pokémon or whatever this time, and it didn't seem like the mafia games. So what was this, then? Vague promises...

Time for chapter 53! In which everything is fine. Chapter 53: Away Mark caught up with May just as she was exiting the Pokémon Center; apparently she’d finished healing her Pokémon already in the time it took for him to get out. For some reason she was also holding both of their...

Name: David (Dave) Ambrose Age: 40 Gender: Male Species: Human Misc: Alcoholic trashfire accidental Pokémorph dad Name: Jean Ambrose Age: 10 Gender: Female Species: Ninetales Pokémorph Misc: Part adorable, part obnoxious, part innocent airhead who may not be quite as innocent or airheaded as...

Time for chapter 52 and the very last fully written trainer battle in the fic! Plus a conversation about the plot. Chapter 52: The League Finals “Charizard, Focus Blast!” ordered Robin Riverstone, pointing decisively towards May’s Tyranitar. Her Charizard roared in response before closing...