Pokémon Pokevillains Villaintine's Challenge drabbles!

[K_S]

Day 18
Bigtime review

out of a the villians i'd rank game canon n and any canon sada/turo as the most fame advoident. Let them do thier thing, and they are happy clams. Fame seems like a punishment and i could see it driving the professors of violet/sacrlet to entrenching themselves in deeper into area zero, and everything attached to it, to avoid the adoration/attention.

 

[Blackjack Gabbiani]

I feel like their fame heavily influenced their eventual paranoia. Did people take an interest in their research or only in their spotlight? What could they share with anyone that wouldn't be stolen? And so on.

 

[K_S]

Yeah that makes a ton of sense. And definitly encouraged so many bad decisions in canon. Nice in showing how it all dovetails together into the disaster train that was canon.

 

[Blackjack Gabbiani]

Day 19--Relaxation​

The intensity with which Miror B kicked the break room door open was in sharp contrast to his exhausted sigh of "so uncool..." a moment later.

"Long day, boss?"

He dropped his sparkling performance top on Trudly's head and flopped onto the couch. "That *darling* barkeep wouldn't know music if it bit him in his *generous* hindquarters!"

His lackey quickly set the garment aside and started massaging his boss's shoulders. "Same as always?"

"If disco is ever to truly die, it's because twits like that will kill it!"

Trudly didn't dare mention that disco had been considered dead for decades.

 

[Blackjack Gabbiani]

Day 20--Avoid​

"I told you, no encores..."

"Bro," Marnie sighed as she pulled the blanket off of Piers, "ya need to get yer arse out of bed. It's been ten hours they've been out there."

Piers stretched out before sitting up in his usual slumped posture. "God, I hate the press. Rose says one thing and they go wild, and Spikemuth gets the brunt again. Thought this would have stopped after he got that sparkly ankle bracelet..."

Marnie flopped next to him on the ratty old couch. "Yeah well, I'm the one they're after. New gym leader an' all."

"We'll order in."

 

[Blackjack Gabbiani]

Day 21--Quirk​

"And do you know the most important part of being a scientist is?"

The Plasma grunt tracked Colress's movements, or more specifically the movements of the bagel sandwich in Colress's gesturing hand. "A clean work environment, sir?"

"Unfettered curiosity!" He thrust his arms wide, sending a stray pickle slice flying. "Without wanting to know 'why', 'why not', we would never get anywhere! We never would have left the trees!"

"Could hardly imagine," the grunt murmured as a heavy dollop of mayo began to form a large droplet.

"Exactly! They could hardly imagine what they'd become!"

"Cleaner than this, I'd hope."

 

[Blackjack Gabbiani]

Day 22--Illustration​

"Are you all right? You stopped."

It had been well over a minute since Burgh had set his palette down. As kind as N seemed, he didn't dare paint the new king's portrait with a shaking hand. "Sorry, I've never been asked to depict royalty that wasn't the queen of a hive before."

"And she would ask it of you? You can hear the voices of pokémon?"

"Nothing so direct. What is that like?"

"I've never known any other way. Their voices have always been there."

"You'd never be lonely."

N looked off to the side, at nothing in particular.

 

[Blackjack Gabbiani]

Day 23--Companion​

Chimchar's eyes showed something Mitsumi couldn't understand. She knew of the concept, something Cyrus had always derided. There wasn't supposed to be any such thing as unconditional love. Everything was conditional, Cyrus had taught. Even the universe itself hinged on the whims of malevolent forces.

Such an illogical thing shouldn't exist, but it did exist and that was enough to break her entire worldview.

She felt it through her entire body, the shaking, confident *warmth* that came with accepting that wild affection, and fell to her knees still holding Chimchar. Thin arms hugged her, and she finally hugged back, sobbing.

 

[Blackjack Gabbiani]

Day 24--Sick Day​

"Chaaaaarm, let's go steal some medicine..."

"Not a chance, Coin," Charm murmured as she stoked the campfire. "We get within sixty yards of a guild merchant, our sneezes are gonna give us away."

Clover tried to add something but it came out as a series of incomprehensible noises from somewhere inside her piled blanket.

"And if we go picking, that Galaxy brat will track us down like a Paras on energy powder."

Coin pouted, pausing to wipe her nose on her armband. "We could use some energy powder right now..."

"That stuff'll kill you," Charm sniffed. "Galaxy doc uses arsenic."

 

[Blackjack Gabbiani]

Day 25--Walk
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"It's weird to think that tomorrow, none of this will be here," Jupiter mused after taking a drink of her soda.

Beside her, Saturn crumpled his burger wrapper. "We'll see what Master Cyrus has in mind. I doubt it, but we might have fast food."

Her "no..." was lost in the evening air as they both slowed their walk to look around them.

Every building and every living thing in them, every alleyway and pokémon that darted in and out of them, every cloud that drifted overhead, even the sun setting beyond Veilstone, everything would be gone to Cyrus's ambition.

 

[Blackjack Gabbiani]

Day 26--Book​

"Hey hey hey!" Plumeria called with a strong clap to snap the attention of the surrounding grunts. "I don't wanna hear any of that 'Poindexter' or 'neeerrrr' shit around here, got it? A good education is key to gettin' ahead in the world! So you!" she pointed to one grunt in particular. "Give him his book back!"

The grunt sighed and handed a thick tome back to another. "I'm sorry..."

"That's more like it," Plumeria smiled. "Y'know, Big Boss Guzma is a big reader. Used to always have his big nose in some book or another about bugs."

"So cool!"

 

[Blackjack Gabbiani]

Day 27--City​

Some part of Molly's mind still expected to wake up in the crystal tower. It had been decades since that overwhelming experience as goddess of the Unown, but to some extent she was still that unstable child.

Her life had taken her to Goldenrod, replacing crystal with glass. It didn't even reflect the light the same way. But her memories didn't care.

"Papa!" a little girl in the park called merrily, and Molly was five years old again, calling out for that illusory beast as if it was her father.

A thick blanket at night could even feel like fur.

 

[Blackjack Gabbiani]

Day 28--Pondering


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Maybe Giovanni would never see his home again. But it didn't matter. Every world had a weakness to exploit, and that meant he would succeed in time.

His gathered cadre of villains, brought from all corners of the multiverse, were starting to obey him. Some were the same as previous attempts, and were learning that there was no way out but obedience. The others would learn. They would have no choice.

"We stand together with a singular goal," he addressed firmly, "to subjugate this world in the name of Rainbow Rocket."

A redheaded boy in the back glowered at him.