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Happy birthday! Hope you've been having a great day (or will have one tomorrow? what are time zones). May the next year treat you well!

Nate tilted his head as he listened listened to Starr going on about her team, each one of them in turn. It was always great to hear people talk about their pokémon, the details they shared, the way they smiled when they talked about them, with their eyes going all distant. If they were good...

Raichu and feraligatr, huh? Shit, if he'd had to get turned into a water-type, and a water-type starter at that, why couldn't it have been totodile instead of fucking mudkip? "Water to fire, huh? Damn, that is quite a switch. 'Course, I always thought I was gonna be a dragon trainer as a kid. At...

Fire and lightning, huh? Sounded pretty high-level, although if you were the boss' daughter, that probably gave you access to some pretty good shit. "Sounds badass. And like a handful. Especially those electrics. Always heard they go a mile a minute all the time." What pokémon might that be...

"I was in Saffron the whole time. Nothing real exciting there. Operations kinda shifted over there after Giovanni weren't in charge no more. Always heard Viridian Base was real nice, though. I only visited there... once." Not dwelling on that. On the other hand, "Combat specialist, though, huh...

Nate winced. Yeah, that question had touched a nerve. "Rocky, shut the fuck up. Stop asking shitty questions." "It wasn't a bad question!" Rocky protested, although even he must have realized something was wrong based on Starr's response. The familiar's ears were pinned back defensively, and...

Word doc would be easiest!

She had, huh? Nate's heart was still pounding in his ears, but his panic quickly faded enough for proper embarrassment to set in. Fucking Rocky. And he'd gone and freaked out about it in the middle of the street, God. "Oh, that's... That's good. Uh, congratulations?" "Oh, so you were?" Rocky...

Hey, welcome! Another law student, huh? Seems like we've got quite a few hanging around these parts... Totally understand a slow update schedule, then! Look forward to seeing your fic, and let me know if you need any help getting it posted; it can definitely take some time to get used to the...

Escaped from the Rockets' lair and busted up Viridian good, shit, that sounded a little too familiar. They weren't from the same world somehow, were they? But Starr had said her world didn't have a Silver, and the guy was pretty public, it wasn't like he could have just been some sibling dear...

"Haha, yeah! And we sure as fuck got to do that last round," Nate said, glaring at Rocky. The familiar wasn't looking at him. "Pretty damn satisfying. It ain't really the same, but I pretended we were beating on the boss in the last fight, myself. Ain't never gonna get the chance to do that in...

"I'll bet. Especially with all the other shit going on... Nice timing." Nate knew water pledge, sort of. He couldn't imagine ever actually getting to do a combo with it, though. "Yeah, we'll probably see that asshole again. I mean, I hope getting roasted by that hyper beam or whatever the fuck...

"Oh, look, it's Starr!" Rocky said brightly. He raised the bow ties high. "Ooh, ooh, Starr! Which do you think would look best on Mudkip? The red or the bl--" "Hold up, I gotta do a murder a sec," Nate said, and blasted Rocky's head off with a hydro pump. Then he turned back to Starr and said...

Another thing it was hard to do as a mudkip was slam doors. It could be hard to even open doors sometimes, especially around Destiny Village, where everybody just assumed you were fully evolved and a thousand feet tall or could, like, float or whatever the fuck. Nate had to settle for charging...

"Bye, Arceus! We'll come see you after the fight, okay? We can celebrate! Good luck. We'll all be rooting for you!" "Okay, okay," Nate said, waving the notebook for Rocky to take back. "The guy's got important shit to do. Let him go." Rocky didn't protest while Nate led him out of the tower...

Nate watched Arceus turn away, feeling tired above all else. "Well, good luck and all. You done us a real solid, and if you ever--" "Wait!" Rocky was rooting around in his bag. "You can't just go off like that. You need... you need..." He pulled out the notebook, scattering a couple random...

"Ah. Yeah. Almost forgot about all the spy shit with all the other crazy bull that landed on us. Guess it wouldn't be a good idea to tell us any clues you might have about who it might be, neither. Well." He got back to his feet, tail wagging to get out a cramp. Impressive-looking marble wasn't...

"What--what do you mean?" Rocky said. He sounded like he was about to fucking cry, Jesus. "Rocky--" "You can't just give up!" the infernape said, hands balled into fists and crown blazing. "That's what you're saying, right? That it doesn't matter if you disappear?"

"Yeah?" Nate shot a covert look at Rocky, who was looking morose. You never knew when the guy was going to come out with something totally inappropriate at a time like this. "I mean, you're kind of important, right? Keeping the legends in line and all that. Laying down the law when things go...

"Well, yeah, exploding it outright would be the idea. So long as it ain't gonna hit anything, like in space or something. To use judgement you're gonna need to be inside the blast radius, yeah?"