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Oh, they're... making some kind of gift for Joule? Owen hummed. Potluck had a huge crush on Maple, or something, right? And now he's been upset ever since that got out in the open... From what that Haze guy said. Now what's he doing...? ...Maybe he's coping, Cal said.

The Core and puddle of ectoplasm twisted a little until two golden embers stared back at Ivy. "Oh. Hi," Cal replied. "I'm playing a game of... sit in the dark and brood, I guess. ...Who are you again? You feel familiar but I dunno any Mew Shades... I mean, unless Darkwhite counts, but she's...

"Staying in one of your cores hasn't really done anything," Soda said flatly as his mane flared up, and when he shifted his weight, the snow depressed where he stood. "That's just housing him. What's gonna happen when Pop gets impatient and just takes Cola? Time's running out, y'know. He might...

Truffle is spending a lot of time at home with Leg. They seem to be conspiring with Potluck while writing a letter and using special materials to make what appears to be a 1:1 ratio plush toy of Joule in his brightened form. Potluck occasionally has to put his mask on.

"Silver was a fucked up Mewtwo who was only in on it for his own good. I'm actually trying to save people here. That dude just wanted more power for the sake of power." Soda flicked his claws again, but then eyed Cola. "...So what, is that some sorta threat?" "No," Cola said. "It's a fact." He...

And once again, the haze around Cola's body seemed to tighten anxiously. As much as he wanted to trust Soda and as much as he believed it would be a way to get away from Pop... Soda was still looking more and more like an Arceus. And he made mistakes. And Sword... Did Rocky have a point? "Prove...

"...Heh. Right. Okay." Soda shook his head, raising his arms again. "There might be a misunderstanding here. Darkwhite, Sword, whatever? I didn't do that. She started off that way. No clue what got her like that. I just... took advantage of a situation while helping her out, is all. She needed...

Cola was inches away from touching Soda's hand when he stopped. "Hurt Sword? What do you mean?" Soda frowned, pulling his hand away before turning around. He sighed. "I didn't want that to happen," he said. "I needed to put her someplace safe after getting her out of that slimeball's hands. And...

"Yeah, I fought one," Soda said. "Actually, even more than that. Funny thing. I'm not just someone who fought an Arceus. I was also a bit of a, uh, well, uh. Student. Sure. Let's say I was a student. A student who was about ready to graduate..." The illusion of Soda's body twisted a little...

Cal didn't want to be home. Owen was there preparing for some kind of important trip away and there was too much movement and noise and reminders that she wasn't really a person. So she went to the park to find some place to be isolated for a while and try to forget about all that. It wasn't...

"Think about where everyone stands here," Soda said, gesturing behind him and toward Destiny Village. "If you go back, who do you think is going to be in favor of keeping you protected?" It was strange. If Rocky and Puddle tried to reach out to their hosts, they would get no reply. "Pop is...

I will allow no such thing! What, Cal grunted back, are only YOU allowed to touch it? Yes. ...Wait, wha--

Cola was trembling, looking terrified out of his wits the more worked up Rocky and Puddle were becoming. Soda, meanwhile, was staring with a quiet, contemplative silence as the three of them worked each other up. And after some time, Soda hummed, sighing. "Yeah," he said. "Sounds to me like...

...N... nnnghhh... Diyem? Don't... not yet. Don't come here yet... You sound a little like yourself again. I'm... sorry. Right. Thank... you for snapping me out of that. Do you need help? Yes. But not now. I'm... myself right now. But Xerneas won't let me leave. I can't... leave... Can...

On the far end of the street meant for Team Spectrum was a modestly sized home suited for medium-sized Pokemon, mostly for those that were more akin to five feet or so in height. Like all of the other homes, it had three basic rooms, being the foyer and living room equipped with a kitchen and...

I followed your instructions perfectly and am completely aware of myself, Diyem replied to Brisa with what was certainly an annoyed frown. Um, Diyem? Are you sure that's... normal? Remember, Eien is in the tree. Everything is fine. The Tree is fine. Everything is okay. You don't need to do...

"Oh..." Sunny watched her go. "Well, um... Take care!" She waved awkwardly, then stepped outside to watch Cynthian go further for a little while longer. She sighed, then reentered the building and looked at the kids that had been watching her with concern. "Oh! Don't worry, everything's fine,"...

Soda has complied and generally seems to be enjoying Vix's presence a little more often as more visits pass, similar to Dave. Soda has made similar offers to Vix. Pop seems troubled by this possible revelation, saying that he wasn't sure. It would have to be someone who has powers similar to...

Hello, everyone. I have returned to Xerneas for the time being. We had a talk. I am calling off the mission. The Tree of Life does not need to be invaded. Everything is safe.

"Umm... I don't really know what you're talking about. I'm usually right here in the daycare... And, well, to your second question... I've been here!" Sunny nodded. "Um... Are you sure you're okay?"