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[Sourdough > Zest]: omg she's left you for starr. i can't believe my fan-fic predicted the future!!!!!!!!

[Sourdough has uploaded an attachment] It depicts Cabot getting shocked from Stormbringer's finishing Thunder blow. [Sourdough > Team Spectrum]: #rekt

"I mean... you are from my vantage point." Nero chuckled. His tail wagged. "Such a cute dragon." Mew popped over to Hades and pet their back.

"It's best not to question it, little guy," Nero said. "The worlds are very different from one another."

“Arceus specialize in that,” Nero deadpanned.

Nero pointed at Barky. "I mean, capital-G God is here. Why not ask him?" He sat on his haunches. "Or, at the very least, maybe he could send a message to my teammate. He can open portals, so he could get everyone back to their worlds safe and sound."

"Stranger things have happened," Nero mused. "Like this one time I wound up on a planetoid that was inside of a gigantic goodra. I had to spend a week in the showers." He shuddered.

"Mewmew mewmewmw." They then made several loud noises and gestures like a crash, as if to suggest this was all some big accident.

"Sure, fine." Bahamut glanced right. "But you take the heat if I end up leaving an imprint in the wall." <><><>

... it was realism. "If you insist. That said, the priority should be on locating him before Sword or Giovanni." Bahamut yawned. "Heaven forbid whatever has him captive does him in... we may lose the powers so many of us have relied on."

"Really? God messed up his teleportation?" Nero stifled a chuckle. Seemed this arceus was about as reliable as his used to be. Only by the look of things this one hadn't been fired. Mew heard "party" and tossed some confetti around. There was no indication where it had come from.

"I feel like... one way or another, we'll come to know that answer." Bahamut finally flopped over on his side. "I'm not familiar enough with the layout of this planet, but I'm sure some of these god-types should be able to cover ground quickly with their teleporting and whatnot." No, he wasn't...

"I'm here because I got pulled into it by you're 'friend.'" Bahamut fortunately had his prism arms to handle the air quotes business. "I still feel like there was something he didn't tell us. But perhaps that'll be a subject for after he gets rescued." He smirked. "Just don't let the...

"Want me to pinch you to test that theory?" Nero raised a foreleg to show off his chitinous, razor-sharp claws.

A strange grin spread over Bahamut's face. Warped. Distorted even. "Ha! I've already fallen into despair."

Now he smirked. "God Killer, at your service." He bowed at Star and Barky. "Interesting nickname by the way, Dad. You look more like a gogoat than a dog." Mew poked an eye open. In a flash of pink, they were at Star's side, poking the other mew's belly. "... mew?"

... huh. Well, it was time to troll. "What up, Mom? What up, Dad? You're late," Nero said, completely straight faced. Mew didn't move from their spot. Were they even aware of the new arrivals?

"Mew?" Mew teleported over to Cranidos. They knocked on the hard head. The satisfying thump brought a sparkle to their eyes. Mew flopped on Cranidos' head and purred.

"Well, it's inevitable I will return," Bahamut said. "Arceus wouldn't kill me. We're probably going to rescue Dork—" He stopped and mentally cursed Esper. "Sorry, Dark Matter, so everyone will safely return to their bodies if the worst happens." He sighed. "Whether I like it or not, the fight...

"I don't fight in this world." Bahamut yawned, releasing lovely cat breath into the room. Fishy. "All I do is heal. Or poke an enemy barrier."