5: Group Effort
Muttering to herself, the Mana Goddess was caught off guard by the spiky-haired, lavender-caped man who held the pictograph in front of her face. "Have you seen my son?" he half-pleaded, half-demanded. She recognized the image immediately.
"That trouble maker's over there in the tree with Mygdos and the swordsman."
"Oh thank you. Ever since he disappeared off the coast of Kanto, I've been searching across kingdom and farm, encountering strange and fantastic characters to..."
"Yeah yeah whatever," she tried to shoo the man away when a stodgy, baby faced man --capped similarly as Mygdos Jr.-- produced a picture of his own.
"Is this girl with them? The Harvest Festival is coming up and I wouldn't dare celebrate without her." Even after all these years, the Goddess could not forget the face.
"Why that's Millie, Mygdos' sister." Her eyes lit up. "And you, you said you're Mygdos' father but Mygdos' thought he was despite not really having the time to have a son that old. He must trying to re-centralize his role in the story, subconsciously having realized he currently serves little purpose. Given your distinct styles, I imagine your claim..."
Having heard all they needed, the caped man and his diminutive compatriot trotted off towards the house. "Geez she does go on doesn't she?"
"Well maybe she's lost a loved one as well. Oh, wait, almost forgot someone. Dragonite, I choose you!" A gigantic winged dinosaur emerged from a red-and-white ball like the ones which formerly held Mygdos the SQL's monsters. Both men climbed onto its head, where a young woman dressed in pink lay, comatose.
"Do you think the Princess' guy's with your son, Lance?" asked the capped one.
"Those annoying Hyrulians did mention he had a sword."
" ::tansei:: Swordsman get all the girls, don't they? There's little role to play in this world for a humble farmer like myself, or a lowly monster rancher like yourself."
"You were getting way more play in town for some guy that harvests turnips all day. My son's mother doesn't even let me near Pallet. ...And I'm part of the Elite, not a rancher."
The dragon's appearance did not go unnoticed by the garrulous Goddess. "...what remains is to develop a....Oh, wow, it's the legendary white dragon. I better ally with these guys before it's too late. HEY GUYS: DOWN HERE!"
"Ai-ya what does this broad want? YES? HOW CAN WE HELP YOU?"
"DO YOU TWO HAVE A STRATEGY FOR GETTING YOUR MATES BACK?"
"What is she talking about? All I have to do is wait for my son to attack me."
"...She's right; we don't know what we're walking into. NO. CAN YOU HELP?"
"OF COURSE; THIS IS MY TURF AND I HAVE THE PERFECT PLAN."
"Grrrr...CLIMB ON; WE CAN DISCUSS ON THE WAY. Dragonite: Fly!"
Muttering to herself, the Mana Goddess was caught off guard by the spiky-haired, lavender-caped man who held the pictograph in front of her face. "Have you seen my son?" he half-pleaded, half-demanded. She recognized the image immediately.
"That trouble maker's over there in the tree with Mygdos and the swordsman."
"Oh thank you. Ever since he disappeared off the coast of Kanto, I've been searching across kingdom and farm, encountering strange and fantastic characters to..."
"Yeah yeah whatever," she tried to shoo the man away when a stodgy, baby faced man --capped similarly as Mygdos Jr.-- produced a picture of his own.
"Is this girl with them? The Harvest Festival is coming up and I wouldn't dare celebrate without her." Even after all these years, the Goddess could not forget the face.
"Why that's Millie, Mygdos' sister." Her eyes lit up. "And you, you said you're Mygdos' father but Mygdos' thought he was despite not really having the time to have a son that old. He must trying to re-centralize his role in the story, subconsciously having realized he currently serves little purpose. Given your distinct styles, I imagine your claim..."
Having heard all they needed, the caped man and his diminutive compatriot trotted off towards the house. "Geez she does go on doesn't she?"
"Well maybe she's lost a loved one as well. Oh, wait, almost forgot someone. Dragonite, I choose you!" A gigantic winged dinosaur emerged from a red-and-white ball like the ones which formerly held Mygdos the SQL's monsters. Both men climbed onto its head, where a young woman dressed in pink lay, comatose.
"Do you think the Princess' guy's with your son, Lance?" asked the capped one.
"Those annoying Hyrulians did mention he had a sword."
" ::tansei:: Swordsman get all the girls, don't they? There's little role to play in this world for a humble farmer like myself, or a lowly monster rancher like yourself."
"You were getting way more play in town for some guy that harvests turnips all day. My son's mother doesn't even let me near Pallet. ...And I'm part of the Elite, not a rancher."
The dragon's appearance did not go unnoticed by the garrulous Goddess. "...what remains is to develop a....Oh, wow, it's the legendary white dragon. I better ally with these guys before it's too late. HEY GUYS: DOWN HERE!"
"Ai-ya what does this broad want? YES? HOW CAN WE HELP YOU?"
"DO YOU TWO HAVE A STRATEGY FOR GETTING YOUR MATES BACK?"
"What is she talking about? All I have to do is wait for my son to attack me."
"...She's right; we don't know what we're walking into. NO. CAN YOU HELP?"
"OF COURSE; THIS IS MY TURF AND I HAVE THE PERFECT PLAN."
"Grrrr...CLIMB ON; WE CAN DISCUSS ON THE WAY. Dragonite: Fly!"