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"...I already said he didn't need to tell me twice so I'm honestly pretty miffed he did," Scrafty scoffed. It's not like it was their fault shit wasn't happening anywhere so they came back to hell. Maybe next time, when there's a world-threatening evil, that evil should actually be fucking...

Turns out the tree situation wasn't all that exciting, for Scrafty's taste, so they came back down. They were quite visibly disappointed, all they were doing up there was running from the tree and all that fun stuff. It didn't even look like that Blacklight Mewtwo guy was around. Fortunately...

Scrafty flashed a grin and nodded. "You don't gotta tell me twice. Take care of yourself, First-Blade." They grabbed hold of Puddle and flared their aura. "If anyone needs a ride up, just say the word. Or don't! Hardly any of us can even fly, it's not like I couldn't tell who needed a hand."...

With the onslaught of attacks that came, the ones Scrafty dodged and tanked to be precise, one would assume they'd be awake. Instead, gentle snores left their body. For as bombastic as they were before... it was almost, kinda-sorta cute to see them asleep. "... Oh shit, are you actually still...

Getting blasted by a gust of wind, hyped up on corruption and also by a pair of wings that might make a Wailord feel small, in the middle of them rearranging the team and stuff, turned out to be pretty not fun. Like, fuck did it hurt. If it wasn't for that damn bomb, they knew they would have...

"Alright!!!" A voice roared. In a spark of black and white light, Astrid had vanished off to a safe place to rest. But not really rest. Probably just somewhere to sit and think without exploding, yet. In her place stood the figure of a Scrafty covered in a dark, waxy substance, who grabbed Dave...