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Jean hopelessly watched the accusations fly back and forth, increasingly confused. In the end she just leaned miserably against Hazel, covering her ears. [[Ohhhh my god I wrote down like a hundred lines of notes about the whole Homestar/AbraPunk debacle and then it turns out most of that is...

Oh. Right, he'd told him to look for the last Substitute, hadn't he. "Uh, I already found Blue last night. Was hanging out with Flesh. He's filled in. So no need to keep looking." Had he been looking? Fuck knew. He hesitated a moment, looking away with a grimace. "If you get any other ideas...

"TV can be good," Mia said. "I like shows about science. Sometimes they have nature documentaries about Pokémon hunting. Those are good." "Oh yeah," Dave said through another mouthful of hotdog. "She loves that stuff. Nature red in tooth and claw and all. Never a big fan of cartoons, though."...

Jean blinked. What had happened? They were in a cave now? Frantically, she looked around for her new friends. Ebony! Hazel! Salem! All okay! She pumped her fist. The grumpy Lucario was gone. The Porygon-Z was gone. She hadn't really gotten to talk to them. Maybe she should have. But it was...

Dave blinked. Christ, the ideas this guy came up with. "I'm sure it had plenty of experiences as Mewtwo and all, but somehow I doubt it's so different that the reconciliation would stun the host. Like, from what I read, that takes some form of major shift. It's a fucking parasite, not like it...

Dave quirked an eyebrow at Rocky's question. "What is your world like? Do Pokémon talk over there, or...?" He glanced at Mia. She'd been hanging out with them this whole time, right? She'd have told him if their worlds were near-identical or something, right? "Apparently, it's called Substitute...

Nate looked like he'd just discovered his hotdog was full of spiders. It was probably too much to hope he'd ever just be fucking normal, wasn't it. Whatever. Just not insisting he was a pedophile was a very low bar, but he'd take it. "I mean, yeah. Everything in Cibus is fucking weird. It's not...

Dave'd had a long morning of attempted research at the guild library. By lunchtime he was starving and exhausted and just wanted some fucking food and sleep. He cut through Pasta Plaza, hoping to find some form of suitable quick greasy option that he could grab. Only as he looked down the...

"I'm Jean!" Jean yelled, grinning. "And a superhero team is like a group of people who are awesome together and kick the asses of the bad guys! We should do that!"

Jean waved her hands in excitement. "Gladion's in one of my favorite shows! He's so cool! In the show I don't think his partner is called Hazel, but sometimes what's on TV isn't the same as what really happened, so that's okay." Jean gasped. "You fought Team Rocket!" She let out a high-pitched...

Oh. Jean's face fell a little on realizing Hazel already had her best friend, but then perked up again. "Hazel! That's a great name! Is your friend Gladion? The company president's son?" She had a special name to be scarier? That was awesome. Different...? "Well, it's great to be a Pokémorph...

"I don't know how the foods are so similar. But a lot of things in Cibus are similar to things in other worlds for no reason. It doesn't make any sense either that they have all the same Pokémon as in our world, even ones that are just virtual or made up. It's weird." Mia watched Rocky as she...

Watching Flesh carry Blue, it was hard to tell which of them was really taking care of the other. Dave looked up at Flesh at his thanks, wondering if he'd thought it over, realized the truth of what he'd said earlier. "We'll do everything we can," he said. "See you, Flesh." <><><><><>

Chapter ten! Wherein the stakes continue to escalate. Chapter 10: The Mew Hunter Mark went down the stairs slowly. He felt incredible. Much to his dismay, he met the one person he wasn’t interested in talking to in the stairway as she came walking from the other corridor. She didn’t say...

There was a cold knot in Dave's chest. Did the Soda on the moon still remember Flesh? At this point his money was on probably no. "Yeah. He needs you." Maybe Blue really could just stick around for his sake after Prime's death, spirit mumbo-jumbo be damned. Maybe. "Should've come by here to...

Dave nodded to Green and Yellow and accompanied Blue back out towards Parfait Way. Shadow trailed behind them, quiet. "Whole thing's fucked up," he muttered, to no one in particular.

Mia picked a random assortment of toppings off the list, then morphed her scythe into a hand to hold the result. Not having proper teeth made it a bit more difficult to bite into than normal, but the taste was very much like what she remembered. "These ones are good. In our world some people are...

'Don't look too much into it'? Well, that sure implied there was more there to look into. Dave squinted at Yellow. This was obviously not a great time to get into it, though, with fucking Shadow there. And all three of them looked like they'd had about enough of this conversation. Shadow's ears...

Shadow shuddered but said nothing. "Either way," Dave said forcefully, standing up, "we've got like three different fucking plans to keep Prime alive. If none of them work, there was never a chance. You still planning on going back to see Flesh?" "I can never save anyone," Shadow said, head...

Dave stared at the wall. "Whatever. Fine. Keep your badges around and we'll let you know if we need it." He felt the barest hint of a cold tingle that he'd come to realize signified Shadow materializing. Shut up, shut up, shut the fuck up-- "How would you do it?" the other Mightyena asked...