Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaand we're back!
Mega: Have you never felt somebody giving you that look behind your back?
Ri2: Glad you liked it!!
...That's a good question.
Honestly, I've been trying to decide that since I saw their movie. Like, in some ways, Volcanion gives off that "Protective Boyfriend" Energy, but also kind of "Protective Brother" Energy, but the way I write them it's a bit of a combination of the aforementioned two but also "Protective Father" Energy. So...yeah, I dunno.
But, considering Regice and Regirock last chappie (and in the future), boyfriend may or may not be out of the question.
Anon: Eh, just depends on how I'm writing those three each day. Seriously, I just go with the flow and whether they seem more male or female just kinda happens.
*Thoughts*
"Speech"
"Telekinesis Talk."
Latios groaned, crossing his arms.
He glanced at Bianca, who was planting some flowers.
"I'm bored, Bianca."
She didn't hear, nor did she understand; she had airpods in.
He huffed, floating over.
He nudged her, wanting somebody's attention.
She placed her hand on his muzzle, pushing him away.
He grunted in disdain, nudging her again.
She pushed him away, harder this time.
"Not right now, Latios."
He pouted, grunting.
Wiping some of the dirt from her hand off his face, he floated away, annoyed.
Normally, on a day like this, he'd go over to Kanto to bother Mewtwo and Zapdos; however, as they were currently in Alola, he essentially had nobody.
*Maybe Rayquaza's free...we haven't discussed plans in a while...*
Thus, he flew off.
As he was headed for the ocean (to get to Sky Pillar), a giant green snake-dragon went plowing past him, using Extreme Speed.
The smaller dragon was sent tumbling; when he regained his balance, he yelled out.
"Rayquaza--"
"DON'T GO NEAR THEM!! THEY'RE INSANE!!"
Confused, the younger floated to where Rayquaza had fled from.
He spotted Palkia, Groudon, Regigigas, and Volcanion, suprisingly.
He didn't understand until he spotted the T-Shirts: The Cool Mans Crew.
"--And that's why I have maturity issues!!" Palkia finished proudly.
The other three stared at him.
"You have...brain damage." Volcanion added slowly.
"Yup!"
"You have a chronic disorder...from brain damage."
"Uh-huh!!"
"From...your brother."
"Yep!! During the big fight before dad banished 'im!!"
The other three stared.
"...What?"
"Uh...let's just spin the wheel again." Groudon added uncomfortably.
Latios' confusion didn't waver; that is, until the wheel finished spinning.
Groudon let out a "HELL YEAH!!" and began storming towards the ocean.
A glance at the board showed that it had landed on Kyogre; Palkia began chanting "FLIRT OR DIE!! FLIRT OR DIE!! FLIRT OR DIE!!" while Regigigas clapped his hands on beat, whilst Volcanion rolled his eyes.
Latios slowly crept away.
After escaping "Cool Man Stuff Day", Latios began roaming around again.
He stumbled into a clearing, where Phione sat, covered in moss, the ground under him soaking wet, and a camera in front of him.
"As you can see," He deadpanned, "the moss is slowly killing me, as I'm weak to grass, and my body is made of water. It's like a deadly poison, making me melt from the inside out."
Latios turned, floating back the way he came.
The small blue dragon found himself hiding in the bushes, spying on his sister and her best friend(?).
Shaymin and Latias sat on a cloud, talking to...some sort of shadow Pokémon.
It was strange; he couldn't recall seeing any Pokémon like her at all.
He was pretty sure it was a her, anyways. That's what the voice sounded like.
He couldn't figure out what they were talking about--not to mention that he had been late to the party.
Was she...asking for help?
Seemed so, because Latias excitedly agreed, whilst Shaymin looked pensive.
However, as they were starting to leave, the Shadow Pokémon looked Latios dead in the eyes.
Fear welled through him as her eyes flashed--
Wait.
*What am I doing here again?*
He looked around, unable to figure it out.
Shrugging, he flew off, hoping to find something interesting.
The bored dragon eventually reached Unova, descending in Pinwheel Forest.
He headed towards the sounds of arguing.
Reaching a small clearing, he found Terrakion, Virizion, and Cobalion engaged in an argument--well, Cobalion and Virizion were engaged, whilst Terrakion just sat on the ground eating chips and offering his opinion when he felt like it.
"At least the kid ain't here," he muttered to himself. "'Cause this'll be one awkward conversation."
Latios was confused at that comment until an odd scent hit his nose.
His face wrinkled as he looked in the direction it was coming from; as it turns out, it was coming from Virizion.
*Oh...OH. OH NO.*
She spotted Latios just before he turned to leave.
The deer-like 'mon bounded over to him.
"Latios!! What are you doing here?!"
Slightly uncomfortable with how close she was standing, he backed away.
"I was wondering if Keldeo and Victini were around," He answered. "I'm having a rather dull day, and--"
"I'm afraid you're out of luck, Latios." Cobalion walked over, pushing his way between the dragon and Virizion. "Keldeo, Victini, and Meloetta are in Kalos on vacation."
*Kalos can't be that far, can it?*
However, he was snapped out of his thoughts by the sight of Virizion nuzzling Cobalion--and not in a simple sibling or friendship way, either.
Plus, she seemed to be pressing her whole body onto his and smacking their backsides together.
Latios became very confused and slightly disgusted.
"Aren't you three siblings?"
That made all three pause--Terrakion mid-chew.
They all groaned.
Loudly.
"Not this crap again," Virizion muttered.
"No, we aren't." Cobalion sighed. "Everyone seems to think we are, because we're a trio. But we're not."
"I'm too lazy to correct people at this point," Terrakion shrugged, dumping the rest of his chips into his mouth.
"And half the people forget or don't listen, anyways," Virizion muttered again.
"And we still gotta explain it to the kid, y'know--"
"LATER." Cobalion and Virizion snapped at their not-brother.
He rolled his eyes, looking at Latios.
"Wanna make $20?"
The dragon looked at him.
"Er...sure?"
The bull 'mon tossed a wad of cash at him.
"Go buy me another bag of chips. You can keep the change and I'll still give you the 20."
"Uh...alright?"
The trip to the nearby store was even more boring than everything else today.
He had to wait in line for an hour, deal with a slow and uncaring cashier, and he almost got shot in the parking lot.
...Okay, that wasn't as boring. More like terrifying.
Eventually, he returned to the clearing and received his payment from Terrakion.
"Ooh, BBQ. Nice."
The bull ripped the bag open with his teeth and began stuffing his face.
Latios suddenly found himself tackled and pinned down.
"Tell me Latios, are you a virgin?"
"VIRIZION HE'S NOT EVEN FIVE HUNDRED!!"
The in-heat grass type paused.
"Wait, you're not--"
A bright force filled her vision, blasting her away; when it cleared, a mega-evolved Latios shot away.
"THAT'S CLASSIFIED!!."
The Hall of Origin always had something interesting happening.
Unfortunately, most everyone else had scattered, as Arceus was on a "Creation Spree".
Latios had heard stories about those, mainly from his father; Arceus would get an idea, pull out an elemental plate or two, charge up his powers, and more often than not, turn most of whatever room he chose into a lab.
And then there were christenings and other sorts of strange things, but his father had never gone into full detail.
Currently, Arceus had turned the dining hall into a lava pit, and was shooting ice at it.
He then changed elemental plates, sending waves of water at it instead.
Humming, he floated a clipboard to himself, documenting his results.
Latios raised a brown, looking at the lava.
Even after being blasted by ice and water, it hadn't moved an inch.
Arceus' normally golden hooves and ring thingamajig changed from blue to green as he changed plates; he then fired a Leaf Storm at it...only for the leaves to smack into the lava and begin floating on it.
When the llama god began scribbling once more, Latios spoke up.
"Erm...Arceus?"
His Creator paused, glancing down at the small dragon.
"Oh, hello, Latios."
He went right back to scribbling.
Latios floated closer.
"What are you doing?"
Arceus set his clipboard to the side, detaching his grass plate.
He spoke to Latios absentmindedly as he shifted through the others, deciding what to test next.
"I'm doing a lava study."
Latios waited for him to continue; when he didn't, he spoke up once more.
"Lava study?"
"Mhm. I'm creating a new type of lava."
"...Why?"
"For my new region, of course."
Latios blinked, surprised.
"New region?"
"Mhm."
The dragon tilted his head to the side.
"Weren't you watching Team Rainbow Rocket?"
"I was. But I got bored. So I took a little trip around the regions to unwind. During that time, inspiration hit me like a ton of bricks."
"Inspiration...?"
"Yes. So I'm making a new region, and this new type of lava is for the volcano."
Latios scratched the side of his head.
"So...you can just make a new region? Just like that?"
"I'm a god, Latios. I can do a lot of things 'Just like that'."
Latios inched closer.
"Like, say...annihilate an entire criminal organization that threatens the world as we know it? Which includes my sister, possibly?''
That made Arceus pause.
He sighed.
"No, Giratina. Implementing a new region into the timeline would have less of a drastic effect than doing that. It's complicated."
When he turned his attention back to his plates, Latios made a confused face.
"I'm Latios, not Giratina."
Arceus paused again.
"Yes...yes, of course. Pardon my mistake."
Something else he had said caught the younger's attention.
"Wait, implement the new region into the timeline?"
"Of course, Palkia. If it isn't implemented properly then you have an unstable mess, an angry Dialga, and two very pissed Celebi on your hooves."
"...I'm Latios, not Palkia."
"Yes, of course, my mistake."
He selected his electric plate, firing a beam of lightning at the lava.
This time, the lava absorbed the blow, rather than deflecting it.
Arceus seemed surprised at that, instantly scribbling on his clipboard.
Yet another thing Arceus had said caught Latios' attention.
"Wait, two Celebi?"
"Of course. You've probably never met the pink one, he lives in Orre."
"...Which one's the shiny?"
"The pink one, of course."
"Figures."
Latios thought to himself, *Which is worse, dealing with a crazy god or insatiable boredom?*
After a moment, he spoke up, having made his decision.
"Would you like some help?"
Latios screamed as the lava consumed him, sucking him down in like a giant mouth.
Arceus scribbled on his clipboard.
"Special Warning: Dragon Type Moves are highly discouraged in presence of and for direct use on lava. Specimen used currently is male, will find suitable female for testing."
After (eventually) being rescued from being eaten by lava, Latios shot away from the Hall of Origin at breakneck speed.
Once far enough away to feel safe, he stopped, panting heavily.
He descended slowly, stretching out on the ground.
Rolling over, he stared up at the sky, trying to relax.
However, a voice from behind distracted him.
"Latios?"
The tired dragon rolled over, looking at the disturbance.
Cresselia gracefully floated towards him, concerned.
"What happened to you? You look horrible--"
"Arceus," He breathed out. "Arceus...happened."
The psychic floated above him, examining the damage.
"He said...the colour...would come back soon...a week, at most..."
"And the burns?"
"Two weeks..."
"Hmm..."
She closed her eyes body illuminating in a soft glow.
"What are you..."
The sky abruptly turned to night, the moon glowing brightly.
Latios realized that a shining orb had appeared in front of Cresselia; the sparkles from the moon descended onto it.
The sky changed back to day, and the orb vanished, revealing a glowing lunar wing.
It floated over, descending, landing on his chest; it fused into his chest, instantly curing his burns and relaxing him.
The dragon looked back up at her, surprised.
"Erm...thank you?"
The psychic...thing nodded, floating back, giving him room to get up.
"I combined Moonlight with one of my Lunar Wings," she explained. "That cured your injuries, and should keep those nasty nightmares you've been having away for a while."
The dragon froze.
"How did you know about..."
"I can see dreams," She elaborated. "It's part of how I feed; I can feed on the energy from good dreams, just like Darky and nightmares."
She shook her head.
"Unfortunately, I can't create them like he can. I can only get rid of nightmares through my Lunar Wings as well."
"...Huh. I didn't know that."
She looked behind herself.
"Speaking of Darky, how would you like to join us for lunch? Considering you flew all the way here from the Hall of Origin, you must be hungry."
He opened his mouth, only to be cut off by his stomach answering for him.
The crescent moon giggled, pulling him along.
Darkrai was waiting at an elegantly set up table, complete with a tea set, cake, and an assortment of different fruit salads.
After consuming an enigma berry, he looked up to find Cresselia and a grey-and-white Latios coming to the table.
"That's what came flying down here?" He asked, consuming a pecha berry.
"Mhm. The poor dear got roped into one of Arceus' crazy creation schemes."
"Oooooh."
He looked at Latios.
"I thought your sister may have gone on a crazy rainbow spree again."
The younger male shuddered.
"We don't speak of that."
"Anyhoo, I invited him to join us." Cresselia interjected. "That's fine, right dear?"
Darkrai shrugged.
"Fine with me."
He fetched another chair for their visitor.
Latios hadn't realized how hungry he was until he had devoured an entire bowl of fruit salad and was speedily working through the next one.
Darkrai reached over and patted him on the back.
"Don't forget to breathe."
He coughed a little when he obeyed; his lungs were gratefull, however.
Darkrai shook his head.
"You eat like your father."
The younger paused, looking at him.
"You knew my father?"
Darkrai chuckled.
"Oh yes, we were good friends back in the day. He even hosted my bachelor party."
Latios furrowed his brows.
"Wait, bachelor party? As in, before you get married...?"
Cresselia laughed.
"Of course!! Our wedding was actually where your father asked your mother out for the first time!"
Latios jaw dropped.
Then he tilted his head to the side.
"Wait, so you two are..."
They nodded in unison.
"...Huh. I should probably tell my sister before she does something stupid trying to get you two together."
Darkrai shuddered.
"You'd better. Your grandmother was bad enough."
All sorts of confusion overtook him.
However, the first question that slipped out happened to be "How long have you two been married? My grandparents died years before I was
conceived!!"
Cresselia laughed again.
"Oh, we'll have been married for 1,126 years next month."
His jaw dropped again.
"How old was my dad?!"
Darkrai somehow snorted.
"He was actually the longest living Latios on record. Guy just wouldn't stop kicking!"
"Quite literally," Cresselia added. "Your mother, too. Those two were the most stubborn Eons I've ever met!"
"Granted, we always had them beat, us being original eggs and all," Darkrai continued. "Plus, he may not be as old as you think--how old are you again?"
"417," Latios replied. "My birthday already passed this year, so..."
Darkrai thought for a moment.
"Right, I think he'd just hit 650 at our wedding. Shaymin and I were always older than him, but he was surprisingly mature for his age."
"So 650 plus...what, 700?" Cresselia thought aloud. "Subtract a few years from our anniversary for Latios and his sister being born..."
"It's a rough estimate," Darkrai conceded, "But it seems he was roughly around 1500, possibly 1600. Eons like you usually only last around 1000, and in some instances 1200. But, like we said, your parents were stubborn."
The sudden realization that he was slowly nearing the halfway point of his average lifespan shook Latios to the core.
*I'm wasting my life chasing an impossible girl and making stupid bets with my best friends, aren't I?*
"That is, assuming you don't die abruptly or anything."
That snapped him out of his thoughts.
"Pardon?"
"Oh, you know..." Darkrai paused, somehow taking a sip of tea. "You could be in an accident, get assassinated, get accidentally assassinated, decide to end it all yourself--"
"Darkrai!!" Cresselia swatted him over the back of the head.
"Sorry, but it's true. Or you could get executed, straight up murdered for no reason, or--oh, why don't we just talk about methods? Freezing, starvation, decapitation, hanging, stabbing, burning, slicing, dicing, drowning--"
"Darkrai. You're scaring the poor boy!!"
Latios was indeed shaking in his seat, eyes wide, pupils dilated.
Cresselia gave him a nudge.
"Latios...?"
"Oh, don't tell me he's a thanatophobic--"
A large blast of pink and purple filled their vision; when it dissipated, Mega Latios went shooting all the way back to Hoenn.
Cresselia glared at her husband.
He sweatdropped.
"Oops...?"
Latios collapsed in Bianca's backyard, groaning.
*What a day...*
"Latios!! You got a postcard in the mail!!"
He lifted his head as the girl approached, extending it to him.
He reached out and took it.
A gorgeous picture of Hano Grand Resort's beach at sunset sat on the front; upon flipping it over, he found two messages:
We're having more fun than you ever will!!
-Zapdos
Try not to get too bored without us.
-Mewtwo
P.S. Articuno says hi.
The dragon snorted, shaking his head.
"No promises."
Holy crap.
Guys, I legit didn't realize I hadn't updated in like 6 months until a couple weeks ago. Seriously, I am so sorry about that. I'll try to do better, promise.
I could go on and on about my motivational issues, but nobody cares about that, so let's just move on.
This chapter is symbolic; Latios' boredom represents us in quarantine and having nothing to watch on TV. His search for something interesting is us channel surfing, and each situation is a different program.
Rayquaza is the sibling yelling at you not to watch a weird program, and the Cool Mans Crew is the weird program you're scared of watching that gives a weird reveal when you pass by it and you have no context.
Latias and Shaymin are the program that looks cool but you can't remember what channel it was on and you don't know the name of it.
Cobalion, Terrakion, and Virizion are the program that's in place of the one you want to watch and is really weird and gross.
Arceus is the science program you don't understand but it looks cool because of the weird experiments, but then is something really strange.
Cresselia and Darkrai are the nice, chill thing you're enjoying until it turns really dark and horrifying.
The end scene is when your faraway friends text you that they're thinking about you and miss you.
Yes, Latios is thanatophobic. If you don't know what that is:
thanatophobia-a form of anxiety characterized by a fear of one's own death or the process of dying. It is commonly referred to as death anxiety.
Aka, fear of death.
Let's see who can figure out who that Shadow Pokemon was from the scene with Latias and Shaymin.
Uhh...yeah, I'm not sure if I need to say anything else.
Oh, for updates, I think for now, this story will be every other week for a while. I have other stories I'm working on, so I am gonna need extra time for those. And as CotA nears its end...
Welp.
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One last thing and I'll shut up:
Thank you all for sticking around and supporting me, I really appreciate you guys. Writing is one of the few things in life that keeps me going and makes me stick around, so thank you. Love you guys :)
All right, See ya next Chappie!!