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"Heh... Yeah. It's all I can do, after all!" It was contagious, and Owen was smiling again. "...I'm... hungry. Let's have that picnic, huh?" Perhaps they were right, and it was easy to see in the way he smiled. For a very brief moment, despite all that heaviness from before, Owen looked like...

Owen grinned at that. "I think I'm more me than I have been in a while," he said. "I'm... I think I can get my light back. No, it's--not even gone. I just need something else for a little while. I need..." He looked off, a flash of graveness in his expression. "I need more than just light. I...

Owen nodded, thoughtful. "I think... I think I'm still, I've still got it. It's just, where I wound up... even all of that can really put a damper on things. But I can't just give up, can I? I mean, I definitely can't..." Owen sighed. "It's fun hearing about it on my comic books. Actually being...

Owen smirked a little, but it was subdued. "That's not why I hate it," he said. "It's because... I lost that. I feel like I lost some of that light in his... in what used to be my eyes." Owen looked down. "I need to get it back... more than anything. I can't win against... him if I don't have...

"That's one way to put it," Owen said, frowning. "I didn't... I didn't think I'd changed that much. But, gonna be honest, when I saw me from a few months ago, I... There was this feeling I had. Dunno how to phrase it, but, it was like... I..." He hesitated. "I think I... hated it... in a way...

Owen nodded. "Other me is probably going through the same thing. We tried to explain to each other what happened and stuff, though. So I know a lot, just not a ton..." He sighed. "After what happened with other me... Right. I'm a few months later... I think he's around the time when I first...

Owen shook his head. "No. We're two different Owens from totally different worlds," he explained. "My world just happens to be a few months ahead of his... Or maybe they aren't, but Diyem got us at different times by chance. Hero's Aura might have been brightest then, or something..." His flame...

"Catching up..." Owen nodded, walking down the path again. "I guess we do, huh. I mean, I hardly know anything about you, but I bet you know a lot about me. And... like I said, I'm older than that Owen by a few months. I think I know exactly when he's from... And a lot changed since then."

"I think I missed the innuendos again," Owen mumbled. "I think the excitement of meeting new people made me regress..." He sighed. "I guess it was nice to feel that again, though. Er, well, since your Owen is at my place... I guess I can have that picnic with you guys instead?"

"Um. Manaphy went back home." Owen grinned sheepishly. "...I probably should have known we'd try to sabotage each other. Can't even trust myself anymore..." He sighed. "Still! Good to meet the people that other me met, I guess. He said a lot of good things about you two."

"...Brisa."

"Charizard's cool," Owen replied matter-of-factly.

"Starting to think I didn't warn him, either..." Owen flapped his wings once. "I guess it's nice to be at a normal size again, at least... It's supposed to wear off by the evening or so. ...Called in a favor from Manaphy to try it."

"What innuendo?"

"Of course I'm Owen!" definitely Owen said definitely and defiantly. "I'm the bigger, older, stronger Owen, too! ...S-so, yeah." His wings drooped. "Spectrum Owen. We, uh. We got bored one day and decided to... experiment a little."

"Of-of course it does! Turning people into apples is a pastime where I'm from!" Owen added with insurmountable confidence. "...And... it'll all go back to normal later, anyway." Wishkeeper, back me up here, do something spooky. You're on your own. "So you better not slight me, or I'll... turn...

"N-not what I thought of," Owen said quickly, "it's what happened." He had to dig in, had to cover, couldn't change the story now. "He... turned me into an apple with some magic he stole from a Psychic in town... because we had a rivalry. So then my ghost possessed him and I ate his soul. Uh...

"I, uh--" Owen paused, trying to think of the various excuses that he could pull together. There were a lot of options, all of them subpar, but he only had a second or two before Ben would become more suspicious. In the end, he had to cover for it, make certain that Miracle Owen's cover wouldn't...

Owen lunged for Aria and grabbed her by the arm; when the illusion didn't fade, and he in fact could feel the spike on her wrist, then pulled away. "What did you do to other me?" Owen squeaked, not realizing that he'd just said that.

"D-don't look at me!" Owen said, holding up his hands. "I thought we were talking about getting it going in the woods! Not this!" He pointed an accusatory claw at Aria. "I think you're a fake! Maybe Soda's pulling a prank on me again!"