Pre-story notes:
This is a PMD fanfic about Team MileChase (a Skitty and a Cyndaquil) and their coping with a world that went on without them, without their partner. After the hero and the partner reunite, the game will jump immediately to when life turns to normal. But I like to imagine it took some time. I also like to ship them, because it's cute.
Pokémon and the Mystery Dungeon games belong to Nintendo
It was like waking from a dreamless sleep. Perhaps that was all it was.
My consciousness didn't come little by little, but descended on me full-force in the form of a blinding light. I instinctively shut my eyes, but they didn't sting. I could not feel them sting. I couldn't feel anything.
When the assault on my eyes stopped I opened them again, expecting void. For all I knew I had disappeared moments ago.
"When I left Sidney behind outside of that tower..."
But I was confronted with a different sight. Clear blue sky. A word came to mind, a name rather, but it slipped away again. It belonged to what I was seeing though. Less clouds, but the sky belonged. Maybe that was where I was now. Although I should have felt consoled, I didn't want it. I didn't want to float around in some dimension without Sidney. I'd rather have the void than sky and clouds.
"And... bubbles? What kind of demented dreamworld is this?"
I heard footsteps... no, this could not be that place of clouds and unwanted spacelessness. But where was I then? My body felt weak. I lost the power to lay on my back. I rolled over, onto my side. A soft, brushing sound. Tiny, round feet approaching slowly, almost staccato.
The last thing I heard before I faded away was a delirious, sobbing voice, but I was gone before I could make out what it said.
