Back again.
Mega: Okay, I tried to fix the link, I changed the timing to infinite, so hopefully it works now. I think it shows up better on the FF app...
12as3m: Rayquaza won't be getting involved in this mission; I already have this whole little arc planned out, and this is actually the last chapter of it.
As for the other stuff you mentioned:
Current me: *Slaps 14 and 15 year old me* WHEN WILL YOU TWO LEARN THAT YOUR ACTIONS HAVE CONSEQUENCES?!?!
15: Hey I had writers block for, like, 90% of 2020!! Not to mention that I was you up until like last week--
14: I'm an idiot.
Me: I know. We still are.
13 year old me: H-Hey guys can I come out now--
Me: GET BACK IN THE CLOSET!!
So, uh, yeah, a lot of bad decisions have been made over the course of this fic; heck, it's already been almost three years. I'm doing my best to adapt them to work now and learn from my mistakes.
Speaking of mistakes, *facepalms* forgot about Zygarde being a ground type. I only have them on Sun and Moon (I got Moon a few months ago, yay!) and I don't use them enough.
Ri2: Your stamp of approval is like a real book award.
PK: Yeah, poor Greninja. First he has Stupid as a trainer, and then he gets left with a maniac.
I suppose we oughta start, then.
*Thoughts*
"Speech."
"Telekinesis Talk."
Giratina, Palkia, Dialga, and Cyrus sat around a Monopoly board; unfortunately, Cyrus was currently learning that the three took games...a little too seriously.
He clawed at the steel cage he was currently locked in.
"Is this really necessary?!"
"You're in jail." Palkia deadpanned. "Of course it is."
Giratina screamed with rage and flipped the board as he landed on Boardwalk for the fifth time in a row in the past seven minutes.
"I HATE THIS GAME!!"
Dialga, who was currently winning, pouted; he owned Boardwalk, so he had been getting a steady stream of cash the past few turns.
A phone booth from at least 100 years ago floated by; it began ringing.
Giratina sighed.
"I'll get that..."
Flying up, the overlord pulled the phone out and popped in a couple of quarters.
"Hello?"
He blinked.
"A date?"
More blinking.
"Her psycho mother-in-law?"
A slapping sound occured from the other side of the phone.
"Oh, I see. Sounds exactly like a psycho mother-in-law."
His eyes bugged out of his head.
"Wait, right now?! Where?!"
He eagerly nodded his head.
"We'll be right over!!"
He slammed the phone down.
"What was that?" Cyrus asked.
Giratina whirled around, an unnaturally large grin on his face.
"I MIGHT BE GETTING OUT OF W-A-G-D-A-A-W-K-I-C!!!"
The other dragons screamed like Beliebers at that; Cyrus groaned and covered his ears.
The dragons stumbled out of a portal and into Eterna Forest, giddy like a bunch of Sonic Fanboys; Cyrus, on a leash, facepawed.
"I hope I pass the Mother-in-Law Test." Giratina flapped his wings nervously. "I hear they can be pretty brutal."
"Dude, just condemn them to the underworld or something." Palkia rolled his eyes. "Then they can't get in your way!!"
"Most people don't really appreciate when I condemn their family members to the underworld for my own selfish desires," Giratina sweatdropped. "Learned that the hard way."
"There they are!!"
The dragons eagerly looked to the side to see Latias and Shaymin approaching, accompanied by...
The dragons simultaneously gasped loudly.
"AUNTIE MARSHADOW!!"
Marshadow froze, eyes widening.
"Oh no."
The trio screeched, flying at her; the shadow whirled around and tried to teleport, but wasn't fast enough.
Getting tackled by giants hurts a lot, especially when you're less than a tenth of their size.
"We haven't seen you since last Christmas!!"
"And you didn't even stay all night!! You and Dad both started complaining about migraines and left early!! You couldn't even stick around for caroling!!"
The small shadow beat at the ground in surrender, wheezing.
"Uh, guys? Might wanna let her go," Shaymin piped up.
After a moment, they allowed it; after climbing off, they stared down at the female, who picked herself up off the ground.
"So, what are you doing here, Auntie? You don't usually pop in for visits--"
Giratina glanced at Shaymin and Latias, eyes widening.
"Wait...you're the psycho mother-in-law?!"
"I am so confused right now," Cyrus muttered, eyes wide.
"Ditto," Mumbled Latias.
"My goodness..." Marshadow murmured, facepalming.
She whirled around, angrily yelling at Latias.
"HEY!! ZERAORA IS NOT GOING TO BE MY NIECE-IN-LAW!! AND GIRATINA IS NOT READY FOR THAT KIND OF COMMITMENT!!."
"But--Auntie!! It's been over three thousand years!! My second banishment's over..."
"I know, sweetheart, but you still lack experience, and you aren't emotionally stable enough to gain it yet. 3,000 isn't a lot of years to a true immortal like you."
"Okay..."
"WHAT IS HAPPENING RIGHT NOW?!" Shaymin screamed in confusion.
"The viewers aren't ready for the full reveal yet, so stop asking." She rolled her eyes.
She turned back to the Dragon Trio.
"Boys, go home. Sorry to interrupt you."
"But Auntie--" Palkia attempted, but t no avail.
"Look, if you leave now, I'll...I don't know, come to one of your game nights or something. Now go."
That seemed to please them; despite wanting to give her more hugs, they opened a portal back to the distortion realm.
"Wait, Giratina. Real quick..."
She took him to the side.
"I still think keeping that dog around is a bad idea. You need to put him down."
Giratina looked to the side.
"Auntie, Cyrus is getting better, I'm sure of it..."
"I can't force you to do anything," Marshadow sighed, "But I'm warning you. Sometimes you have to get rid of a problem entirely to prevent it from getting worse."
Giratina sighed.
"I know, but...well, I'm still here, right? Dad could've gotten rid of me, but he didn't."
Instead of facepalming, the shadow just shook her head.
"You're intelligent...but you've also gotten soft. Be careful."
"I will, Auntie."
And with that, he rejoined his brothers and pet; they went into the portal, returning to game night.
Marshadow growled angrily, angrily pacing back and forth in front of the other Pokémon.
"You two made some very stupid decisions today, but that was by far the worst."
She growled to herself.
"I should have never come to you two--"
"Then why did you?!" Shaymin snapped.
The shadow whirled around angrily, but the plant deer continued.
"All you've done today is critize people you don't even know, make snappy remarks at Latias, and get mad at us trying to help you!! We didn't have to agree to this, you know!!"
"Then why did you?!"
"'Cause Latias wanted to help you, and all my other friends are either married or have actual lives," He retorted, accompanied by an eye roll.
Latias looked away guiltily.
"Wow. You really are pathetic." Their client snapped.
"And you can't come up with anything better than eighth grade insults. Your point?" Shaymin fired back with ease.
Marshadow scoffed.
"Well then, Mr. No Life, feel free to return to that, because you two are definitely fired."
"You can't fire me, 'cause I quit!! You're a huge jerk!!"
"And you're both idiots."
"Hey, Latias is doing her best!!"
"And it wasn't good enough."
As Marshadow stormed off, Latias began rubbing at her face, attempting to rid it of the intense heat it had aquired.
*What is with me lately?!*
"Ugh, I can't believe her. C'mon Lats, I'll take you home."
As he began to walk away, he glanced back at the dragon, who was floating along, but at a much slower pace.
"C'mon, Lats, just forget her. She's just a possessive jerk who thinks she's bigger than she is and has to control people's lives--"
"It's okay, Shaymin, I know," Latias yawned. "It's late...I must be extra tired, that's all. We had a long day."
"...Well, alright."
As they progressed along the route, Latias frowned.
"I do feel bad we couldn't get Zeraora a boyfriend, though..."
"She was pretty cool aside from...uh...her demonstration on why she doesn't like short guys," Shaymin agreed, blushing hard at the memory.
Latias blushed as well, but for a different reason.
She looked up at the stars that were coming out.
"The stars look different here..."
"Oh, yeah, they look different in each region. I like seeing different constellations depending on where I am, like that one--"
As the grass type chattered away about that, Latias' attention drifted to a bright light that appeared, then seemed to drift down, near Hoenn.
An idea abruptly sprung in her head.
"Deoxys!!"
The space hermit groaned at the high-pitched voice; he'd come down to earth for a quick checkup on the Starmies and Staryus of Hoenn, making sure they were all living well after being relocated or spending several months in the hospital after Victini's Torkal Bell incident.
He had just been speaking to Kyogre, who had to go fix a whirlpool that was trying to suck in a cruise ship full of drunk sailors.
Latias zoomed up to him, changing out of her mega evolved form.
He sighed again.
"Hello, Latias. What do you want?"
"Look, there was this whole thing yesterday that I'll explain later, but I need to know this now: Are you single?"
"I think you're a bit young for me, kid--"
"Not for me!! Besides, you're too arrogant for me. Anyways, have you ever considered getting a girlfriend."
"Well...not really, but...well, recently, I may have been thinking about how all the stars have their clusters, but I continue to hide in the vacuum of space on my own--"
"Sheesh, you should come to the family dinners more often. But come with me, I have an idea!!"
Before he could protest, she'd grabbed his arm and mega evolved, shooting off.
Shaymin really had no clue what was happening, as he had still been asleep when Latias had ripped him out of his burrow while screaming about her newest epiphany and shooting off to Alola.
He only realized that Deoxys was there halfway through the trip; he really realized after the alien had to rub his back while the grass type proceeded to vomit into a nearby bush after their landing.
Latias shot over to the cave and did a cop pounding knock.
"YOU'LL NEVER TAKE ME ALIVE!! THAT LIBRARY CLOSED 100 YEARS AGO!!"
"IT'S ME, ZERAORA!! LATIAS!!"
After a moment, the elctric type came out of the tunnel, popping up happily.
"Oh, hey!! Thanks for trying on that search, Marshadow told me you guys were unsuccessful--"
"Not quite," Latias breathed, changing back to normal. "I have one last contestant..."
Madshadow emerged from the tunnel as well, clad in a purple bathrobe and slippers; she squinted in the sunlight.
"What's going on out here..."
She saw the newcomers.
"Oh, you all..."
She looked away.
"As much as it pains me to say it, I apologise for yesterday. I was frustrated at myself and took it out on you. I was wrong. Now please get off my property."
"But I have one last candidate for Zeraora!!" Latias protested.
"Look, it was a bad idea, you don't need to--"
"Please!! Just hear me out!!"
Marshadow sighed.
"Look, kid--"
"I wanna meet him!!"
Marshadow turned to Zeraora.
"I'm the one getting a boyfriend!! I wanna be the one who meets him first!!" The electric...lion(?) purred.
"Al...right, I suppose we'll give this one a shot, then..."
Grinning, Latias rushed and dragged Deoxys over.
"Presenting...Resident Space Hermit, Deoxys!!"
He rolled his eyes.
"It's not my fault if I'd rather be far away from all the chaos--"
"He's tall," Latias started with, showcasing his height.
"Ooh la la," Zeraora purred.
"He's a mysterious psychic type," the dragon wiggled her brows.
"Ooh..."
"He's super smart," She added, tapping his forehead.
"Interesting..."
"He's technically an astronaut!!"
"Woah!!"
"And best of all, he's stoic, so your dynamic would be "The Stoic One is Soft for the Sunshine One"!!"
"OOOOOOOH!!"
"I KNOW, RIGHT?!"
She grabbed him by the shoulders.
"So, what does everyone think?"
Zeraora seemed excited; Deoxys was watching her.
"Hmm...well...I suppose I could at least go on one date, to see how it goes..."
Everyone looked at Marshadow.
She looked at the ground, thinking.
After a few moments, she sighed.
"He's perfect."
Fangirl screaming sent Shaymin into another round of vomiting.
Shaymin, in his hedgehog form, was curled up on Latias' back, enjoying the ride home over the ocean.
"That was a really great idea, Lats," He yawned. "I'm proud of you..."
Attempting to not let her face burn up at that, Latias smiled.
"Thanks, Shaymin..."
Her smile broke into a large grin.
"Now we really are full fledged matchmakers!!"
His eyes widened; however, the hedgehog shrugged, letting them slide shut again.
*You know what? I think I can live with that.*
And there's the end of our little Matchmaking Arc!!
I hope everyone enjoyed; I'm actually quite proud of myself for how quickly I got these chapters written. Mainly because of how slow I've been over the past year...2020 was rough. Sorry, guys.
WPFOTD: Moltrés is the strongest of the Kanto bird trio, as she has the highest base stat of them all.
As previously stated, I tried to fix the discord link, so drop in if you can!!
See ya next Chappie!!
