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Icetales took many careful glances around, almost as if he was gathering some courage to give the final goodbyes. Then, he blinked when he noticed Koamaru walking toward him. His ears swiveled forward, while his tails flicked at random intervals. That was going to feel heavy to the heart. A...

It was time. Still felt hard to believe, but it was really time. Soon, everything that had happened in the last year was going to vanish, swallowed by the sand of time and destiny. Perhaps they would have been able to carry a part of those memories, but there was no true way to know. In part...

‘…Well, doesn’t this look like one of those kidnappings from those thriller movies! Except that we’re brought to space… in a bag…’ There was a brief pause as Petram pondered about that bizarre situation. That wasn’t quite what he was expecting from a trip to space, but to heck with it! At least...

Petram’s ears flattened. “I have only cupcakes with me. What about an IOU?” he asked, before placing the bag on the floor. The Ninetales wondered idly if its element-proof properties would have been enough to not destroy it or something like that… Heh. He could always ask for IOU to any alien...

Petram stared as Ivy retreated into her core and dropped inside of Vix’s head. Did she consider Vix some kind of ghostly bouncy balls vending machine or something? “Weeell… So, do we have a plan, then?” He glanced at the others. “We take a peek, avoid lasers of death, and return back to Cibus...

Petram grinned with confidence. “I mean, a quick recon wouldn’t be a bad idea, if only to see what we should be expecting in case the entire team has to travel to the moon,” pointed out the Ninetales. “Like, we could spot some traps and similar stuff.”

Petram quirked an eyebrow at Silver. “Well, then! Do you have some other suggestion, then?” The Ninetales sat on his haunches and munched on a cupcake. “Hopefully nothing that involves years of training as astronauts. We don’t have all that time, y’know?”

“Well! If you need firepower, I can offer the power of my fire!” To prove his point, Petram lit up his set of tails and put them together, producing a bright purple flame. The star inside of his chest pulsed with a quivering light, but it wasn’t clear whether he was displaying true raw power...

“Sure! I baked plenty~!” With that said, Petram produced a small cupcake with whipped cream and some chocolate chips, resembling the holes of the moon. “I have white chocolate and cheesecake-flavored cupcakes, because I thought that combo was tasty… and flavorful, haha!” He glanced at the...

“Hey! Am I late to the space mission?” From behind some random corner came Petram, running toward the group with a bag around his shoulder. He exhaled nothing and held out his tongue, while his tails wagged and glowed with a faint purple light. “Oh! It seems I made it in time! Good!” He...

“Huh… You’re welcome, pal.” Petram grinned and waved his paw. “Just make sure to not outshine the sun too hard, alright? We don’t want the day to break, after all!” And with those words (and a stumble as he needed to get used to his new legs), he left the area, whistling merrily while thinking...

Petram stood there for a few more seconds, assimilating everything that everyone was saying. The future… what did he want from his own future? What would he do once Daddy left? …My, there was only one path ahead of him! “I… want to be a beacon…” Slowly, his body shifted and morphed, reforming...

“Oh! Thanks for the help, friend!” exclaimed Petram, giving a quick grateful snuggle at his savior and wagging his gooey tails. He plopped down to the floor, apparently not minding his current status as some spectral blob. The spectral Vulpix couldn’t quite tell what everyone was saying as his...

“Oowaah… What’s this ruckus about?!” Not too far from the commotion came Petram, running on his tiny paws and glancing around the area. “A wild brick knocked down my sandcastle, what—” Splat! A chunk of something fell on the spectral Vulpix, turning him into an ectoplasmic puddle. His matter...

Icetales’s ears rang as the shockwave hit the ground and he was knocked down to the floor, losing his focus as a result. The darkness around him popped like a bubble of negative energy, sending golden and black sparkles and mist around himself. Black and golden oozed from his fur, giving back...

From a portal emerged Icetales, his fur still tinted black and the cosmic aura of his combined Radiance and Shadow surrounding him. He was shaking and taking deep breaths, barely able to control his energy anymore. From behind him emerged Petram, who looked worriedly at the Ninetales. “Daddy...

Icetales nodded. “I sure can, yes. Let us go so that the nurse can patch thee up.” “Cool! But, huh, can I stay here? I wanna try to make a sense of these weird time-freeze shenanigans,” said Petram, rubbing his forepaws together. “They seem fun!” The Ninetales stared at the Vulpix for a long...

From within Icetales’s bag, Petram started wiggling and his ectoplasm pooled from his core. He yawned and shook himself, before poking his head out of the bag. “Welp! That was a good rest! What did I miss?” he said, oblivious of everything around him. Icetales blinked and glanced at Petram...

…Dread. This is all that was left in Icetales’s mind as the massive attack headed toward them. Time seemed to have slowed down, and his gaze went from a group of his comrades to another. They hugged. They stared in numb silence. They prayed. Then, he registered Cynthian hugging him and...

For the almighty love of the splendent stars! What was going on now? Why did things just have to go downhill every single time that they earned a scrap of victory? Ugh! No! Icetales was way too emotionally drained to be preoccupied about the umpteenth lethal threat of the day. So, he merely...