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"I mean, this one doesn't even know you. Can't just waltz in on him and expect to instantly change his fucking life." Wasn't like Dave even knew him that well, either, no matter how dramatic Shadow wanted to be about it. It'd been a matter of months. Why should he be able to instantly fix...

"Huh." Kora was really invested in this. Hadn't he said he didn't even know him that well? "Well, today he does scouting for the God Squad. Or, today, before, you know what I mean. Uses illusions to discreetly spy on people and gather intel. Had an anti-authoritarian streak, deposing gods and...

Dave followed Kora outside. The other Zoroark had stopped in front of the building to wait for him, apparently lost in thought. "I mean, better than last time I was here." He looked up at Kora, eyes narrowed. Surely that wasn't all the guy wanted to talk to him about.

Time for chapter sixteen! In which Mark has a gym battle and there is very kludgy foreshadowing. Chapter 16: The Third Badge Mark walked nervously forward as May pocketed her badge and stepped out of the way. “This battle will be a three on three,” Mitch said calmly, inserting his...

Dave spent the rest of his first therapy session with Fugu semi-hostile, but having exhausted his defense mechanisms a bit, he ultimately reluctantly answered her questions, admitting that he'd been in a pretty shitty state for a while leading up to the fight on the moon, that he drinks a fair...

"Sounds like her." Dave let out a long sigh, looking away. "Yeah. Talk with the God Squad. You'll be fine." He paused. "Maybe next time we can eat in at the Cauldron, for once." He raised a paw in a casual wave before he turned to follow Kora out of the main cells, head murky.

Dave exhaled. Sounded kind of fucking sad, but what else was there? At least the idea seemed to placate Soda's conscience a little. At this point that was probably about the best he could hope for. "Yeah. Sounds like a good idea."

That did perk him up, thank God. "Make up for it? What are you thinking?"

Dave glanced at Kora. Why was he making it sound like he'd gone through something similar. He made a face briefly at him making it about Maple. "Yeah, Flesh wants you around. Plenty of people want you around." He gestured to the still-untouched mozzarella sticks on Soda's side. "You saw I...

Logging something like an hour of writing.

Soda was still stuck on this. Goddamn it. Dave really wished he had gotten a drink. Instead, he just shoved a mozzarella stick in his mouth and tried to enjoy the taste for a moment. "What's it matter what you deserve? They want you back. Flesh wants you back."

Dave glanced back at Kora. Did he even know the full extent of the damage? Fuck. "Are they at least treating you okay in here? What Owen told me about that Wheat guy sounded pretty fucking sketchy to me."

Dave'd wondered if Soda would ask if the other Soda had done the same things he had, but maybe he didn't really want to know. Any answer to that was shit in its own way. "What's the status on getting out of here by now?" he asked instead. "Anything new?"

"Hey," Dave said back. He moved to exchange the mozzarella sticks through the slot, keeping a wary eye on Kora. Guy looked like he was having a real internal battle with himself. He'd made it sound like he and his Soda had barely even hung out, and this was an entirely different universe's...

For a fleeting moment Dave imagined that universe. No Blacklight corruption, no memory fuckery, no Substitutes. Soda just staying a drinking buddy, and not someone he'd had to spend weeks thinking about. "No. Let's not." He picked up the bag and headed in towards Soda's cell.

"I mean, we used to have drinks at the Cauldron together before the whole Blacklight clusterfuck, and I've been getting him food while he recovers." Dave gestured at the takeout bag. "So in your Cibus he just... didn't get hit by the parasite at all?"

Dave narrowed his eyes at him. "Well, yeah, I'm visiting. What, was he a friend of yours in the other Cibus?"

Chapter fifteen! A bit late because even after finishing the art it took me a bit to find the time to read through and edit. Chapter 15: Darkness and Poison When the two kids reached the Scorpio City Gym again, it was locked. Gyms were only supposed to be locked when the leader was away or...

Dave squinted at the other Zoroark. This was... another one of the Miracle Matters people, right? Wasn't he at the picnic, being fucking weird? And he was dripping Shadows, too. Not a great time. Was he here for Soda? Why? "Dave," he said, putting down the takeout bag. "What are you doing here?"

Dave needed some way to unwind after the fucking therapy session. Luckily the Cauldron was open, and after ordering yet another batch of mozzarella sticks, he headed for the holding cells. When they'd asked if he'd like anything to drink, he'd paused, and said no, and he wasn't even sure why...