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"You gotta hope," Nate said. "I guess it worked out. Twice? But I dunno." He sighed. So the other team had never figured that one out, either. Figured. Still seemed weird how that Diyem hadn't managed to scoop up any humans, but there were plenty on Team Spectrum. "Is it strange, though?" Rocky...

"Ooh." Rocky's eyes glowed bright. "It's definitely maybe, then! You never know!" Rocky was clearly rooting for the "turning into Xerneas" possibility. "Damn, yeah, I bet it's strange," Nate said with a laugh. "Dunno what I'd even do if I heard there was a world out there where pokémon shove...

Rocky listened avidly. He always loved hearing about new places, especially if they were on completely different planets. "That's really cool! I guess legendaries can kind of give powers to people here, too, but it sounds like it's a lot more common where you live!" He gave Lucius a curious...

"Oh, shields! Radiance is good for that," Rocky said, nodding sagely. "Dave on our team uses Radiance for shields, too!" He was desperately curious about Lucius' Shadow powers, of course, but Marshtomp was sure to get mad at him if he asked. "But that sounds so weird, going and doing all those...

"It's Nate," Nate said. He wondered briefly how the translation between the two Diyems worked and if the lopunny was just hearing him make some weird noise instead of a proper name. But the lopunny's name sounded normal enough, so hopefully not. "And I'm Rocky!" the familiar chirped from behind...

Nate still wasn't up for any long walks. Ever since all the moon shit, even just being out in the sun was enough to give him a headache sometimes. Being fucking sick all the time wasn't something he missed from being human, but at least he knew this bullshit would go away eventually now that he...

The funny zoroark disappeared before Nate could make any reply, which was no doubt a good thing. The marshtomp gave the empty air an absolutely searing glare. "Aww," Rocky said. "He went away. I wanted to hear more about being a half-human! Like my model!" "You would," Nate muttered darkly...

"Sure. Water." Nate looked pointedly at one of the dampish trees. "Exactly what we wish we had more of." The Potluck-guy's comment about strong spirits hardly improved his mood. As multiple people had been so kind to point out, Nate didn't exactly have one of those, either. Rocky had been...

"What?" Nate shot a furious glare at Diyem. "Are you shitting me? All this bullshit about humans being more powerful and shit, and you woulda been fine leaving all of us at home?" "It's okay," Rocky told Nero cheerfully. "He's used to it by now."

"Oh! That's good." Rocky did look relieved to hear their counterparts in the other world were doing well. Going along with Eien could be nice, maybe! Maybe... But the emolga didn't seem too happy about the arrangements, and Rocky thought he could understand that, too. "I'm sorry you had to leave...

Oh, great. Exactly what this fucking stupid picnic needed. More people and more interdimensional bullshit. Nate made a quick check of the new arrivals, looking out for any other marshtomp kind of guys--looking very closely, in case perhaps there was someone smaller on their team. But no. No...

Nate and Rocky were seated a bit apart from the others, as far away from Bean as possible while still in range of the food. Nate only glared at Bean when he asked his question and continued stuffing his face. When he wasn't shooting hostile looks at Bean he was glancing around, trying to pin...

For a few seconds, it looked like everything might be working. It wasn't exactly pleasant, having a bunch of unown dragging on his memories, but Nate couldn't exactly blame them. He fed them all he could--not like he hadn't seen a goddamn master ball in operation way more than he ever wouldn't...

Oh, fuck. Yeah, definitely too simple. Nate stared at the widening cracks in the top of the pokéball. It was okay. It was okay! They could totally punch it some more and it'd go back down. No big deal. They were good at punching things. Except now Arceus was here, and Nate had a real sinking...

"Oh, shit," Nate said as he saw Pop charging up. "Wait! I got a bad feeling about this!"

Nate's heart jolted when the pokéball began to crack. Shit. That wasn't exactly easy to do from the inside. It seemed Pop had things under control, though. Nate relaxed, a little, when the ball clicked, but he didn't know if he could let his guard down yet. "Think it's safe?" he asked the...

Nate was too weary to dodge the bolt of energy that shot out of the core--too weary to do anything but register brief shock and irritation. Then the Blacklight beam sizzled off a barrier that hadn't been there a second before. Nate jerked around to see Owen nodding his way. "Thanks," he said...

"Oh, fuck's sake," Nate grumbled, and tossed the pokéball at the Blacklight core-thing.

Nate's eyes widened as he noticed the core-thing glowing brighter. That had better not mean it was powering up again." "Hey! Anybody got any sleep shit left on them? Let's knock that thing out for a bit while we figure out what to do."

"Whoah. Destroy?" Nate said. "Ain't that a bad idea? Like with the whole Dark Matter where you bust it and that just makes it come back stronger? I know this ain't a Dark Matter, but... They got a thing or two in common, don't they?" Nate watched the orb drift around, nervous. Rocky was...