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Nate snorted when Karat mentioned his history with Chip. Showing up in his house? That fucking guy. He clattered around with the mirrors, still in a bad mood. Rocky was about to say something encouraging and hopeful to Karat, but Puddle beat him to the punch. The familiar froze instead, while...

Rocky giggled. "He's still pretty short." But when he caught Nate frowning at him, he winced and said, "Sorry." The marshtomp didn't reply, and he was clearly in a bad mood while he started taking the mirrors down again. Rocky watched dejectedly for a couple seconds before returning to what...

"Yeah," Nate said. "Maybe in the infirmary. Just in case." "I think so," Rocky said to Groudon. "I'm surprised you can sleep at all, with everything going on! Isn't it scary? What if the planet gets blown up while you're taking a nap?"

"If you're sure," Rocky said, but his eyes were on Nate. He could tell the marshtomp had a bad, bad feeling about this. "Can you share some of your energy with him? Maybe with something like a heal pulse?"

Nate and Rocky watched Karat's slow reach uneasily, the familiar glancing at his host now and again, as if hoping he'd make the first move. "Did Bahamut tell you much about how this 'infection' thing worked?" Nate asked Puddle. Rocky tugged on one of his ears, wondering the same thing. They...

Oh, that was right. They had seen Groudon do that once before. Rocky frowned. Maybe Pop would let Groudon have that form back for long enough to heal Deoxys if they asked nicely? "That's too bad about Joule," he murmured absently. Had Maple giving her Radiance to the team earlier corrupted...

"Well, that's good if he's comfortable," Rocky murmured, resting his chin on his hand while he thought. It sounded like Puddle had the virus angle covered. "Do you need to stay around the whole time?" he asked Groudon. "As long as you're kind of nearby, won't it make the sun super bright still?"...

After a few minutes Nate appeared through a portal, dragging an assortment of mirrors and stands. He'd apparently dug deep to find them--most were basic flat panels, what you might find in any standard restroom, but some were big and ornate, in heavy frames like they were antique or something...

"Yes, it--I don't know if it will be very fast," Rocky said, his tail lashing anxiously. "If Bahamut said... But it took Joule a long time to power up, too." And he'd had more than just the sun to help him in the end. "Let me see if Mudkip, I mean Marshtomp, can bring the mirrors. That should...

"Well, your light was able to help Joule, wasn't it?" Rocky said. "It sounds like it works the same way for this. I don't know if it will heal Deoxys all at once, but if he's in the sun for a while..." Rocky's tail flicked once. "Plus I asked M-marshtomp to get a bunch of mirrors so we can...

Rocky winced. "N-no. Nobody... is going to the moon. We were wondering if you could help us with Deoxys. Puddle, Puddle has a plan." He looked hopefully to the other shade to explain the situation, uncomfortably aware of Karat nearby, scowling. Puddle would know what to say. Rocky didn't want to...

"Got it," Rocky said with a nod. "Groudon helped Joule out when he needed light, too, so hopefully he won't mind helping is, too." Puddle was definitely right about Rayquaza, though. Rocky's gut twisted nervously. After how badly everything had gone with the moon, it was hard to imagine things...

Sounded normal enough. Certainly Maple being clingy made sense. Although speaking of... Where was she now? Was there some "urgent mission" Nate hadn't heard about that she'd needed to attend to? Probably. It was just one damn thing after another around here. No doubt Nate would get to hear...

"Yeah, that's gotta be a bit of a fucking shock," Nate said. "But that's Cibus, right? Full of fucking surprises. For everybody." He tugged on his gills and glanced askance at Chip. This was kind of awkward now that he had an audience, but he didn't want to leave it until later, what with...

"Nope. Haven't seen Maple at all today," Nate said cheerfully. "But you're right, she's gonna be stoked that Joule's feeling better, huh?" Rocky giggled. "That's not what he meant." The familiar climbed back to his feet, with a small but genuine smile on his face. "You think Maple's gonna think...

"No problem, Joule," Nate said. That figured. But Joule wasn't the only space-faring pokémon Nate knew around here, either. If it took too long for Joule to get his full power back, there were other options. Hopefully absorbing some shades would help with that. The way they were helping now...

"Ah. Well, fuck." That... was about the last fucking thing he'd wanted to hear. But that might explain why Joule had been so adamant with those last attacks, like he was trying real fucking hard to actually annihilate Cibus. Giovanni or who-the-fuck-knew else, that sounded pretty fucking dire...

Nate settled in to watch, keeping half an eye on Rocky all the while. The familiar sat down cross-legged on the lab's floor, staring at the shades with a blank expression on his face. "I guess it's kinda convenient we ended up coming out here to the lab," Nate said to Joule while they waited...

Nate hopped through the portal after Joule, then waited a moment to make sure Rocky came through, too. He did, still with that forced smile on his face. Nate watched him warily. "Chip, are you really feeling sad about getting a chance to see what happens when a shade reunites with its, uh...

"Oh." Rocky said. "Well, y-yeah, of course. I'm sure it'll be fine." In the silence that followed, Nate could hear the faint, fitful crackle of his energy flames. "Come on," he said, prodding the familiar in the leg. "Ain't you like the king of assuming it's all gonna work out in the end?"...