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The Northern Pines were still unusually damp, and the ground was covered in debris that had been washed into the forest when water levels rose. Stuff from Destiny Village itself, even--Rocky spotted some random silverware, a garbage can, and painted boards that were surely the siding from...

Nate was in the living room watching TV. Rocky could tell because his shadow was in the crawlspace at the back of the house. When Nate was in his room, it hid under the front porch instead. Rocky was kneeling in the garden behind the house, which was now immaculately weeded. He'd been there for...

While Nate recovers, Rocky spends most of his time in the infirmary with him, usually engrossed in reading things on his badge. Even once Nate's able to leave the infirmary for short trips, Rocky sticks close by him at all times, the same as he did after first hatching. When the two of them...

"We will!" Rocky said with fiery determination, his energy flames flaring and hissing tall. "I'm glad you made me think of it!" Good fucking riddance, Nate thought to himself. Not that there weren't a couple who were tolerable enough. Maybe even kind of okay. But mostly he just wanted to get...

"Oh, wow, that does sound like fun," Rocky said, smiling wistfully. "You're right about battling on a team. And against so many crazy enemies! I mean, we got to fight inside the Tree of Life, and even go to the moon. But the quiet stuff is fun, too. I don't think we've ever played a game as a...

"It's cruel," Nate said bluntly. "Making folks think they gotta leave people behind forever, then teasing them with another chance to see each other, and who knows if it'll happen again... that's just shitty." "Sorry," Rocky said, his ears drooping. "I shouldn't have brought it up. Of course...

"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...