Dialga was not having a good day.

Its day started normally enough; just prancing around doing nothing, occasionally met Suicune or Entei and they would take a bit before Dialga wound go and fly around somewhere. It was having a nice nap since the day is especially good—Arceus is in a good mood it seems—before suddenly he was woken up by the voice of God itself yelling to every Legendaries it could reach (which is everyone really) to COME TO ME RIGHT NOW OR I WILL TURN ALL OF YOU TO SMITHEREENS.

...Apparently, Arceus's good mood did not last.
So, in turn, Dialga was not having a good day. But did it stop there? No, no, Dialga is not finished.

Dialga knew that, seeing Arceus pacing in front of them made them very nervous. The only one who managed to look impeccable is of course the Lady Ho-oh, and if the situation is not so dire then Dialga would have laughed at Darkrai who inched closer to Ho-oh for cover. If only.

It listened half-sleepily to Arceus ranting about some human called The Chosen One, who destined to save the Legendaries (as if) and the world, and yada yada yada how the Chosen One turns out to be not so Chosen after all with a frail body as babe and how he's going to die soon and how they had to do something(s) to save the human. More than half of the room nodded in agreement, few muttering 'i see, i see,' including Moltres the dunderhead itself. Honestly, Dialga did not see, but moving on.

See, Dialga was half-way hidden behind Latios, Latias, Articuno, and Zapdos, so it was well about to doze off thinking it had no use on some human at all (Arceus is too focused to Lady Ho-oh's idea to notice or it simply doesn't care, at this point) when suddenly, Palkia, that bitch, spoke up.

"Why don't we assign Dialga to the boy, then? He could control time, so every time the human is sick or dying he could just reverse the time to before it happened."

AND before Dialga could even think of an answer to turn that very logical trap upside down, Xerneas spoke up, "I agree. I would like to propose myself as the boy's Guardian, but i can't do much with my power. When they boy died, however, perhaps.. that's a different story."

Dialga would have clawed and tore Palkia's smirking face right there and then if not for the whole Council of Legendaries to suddenly turn and look at its being. Arceus itself stepped forward and its eyes pierced Dialga's being, forced it to stood tall.

"Any objections?"

Of course there aren't, Dialga curses in its mind. We all want this to end quickly and i'm apparently the sacrifice!

"Dialga?"

It's not like Dialga could say no in front of Arceus and a horde of impatient Lagendaries. Bitterly, the said pokemon nodded. "... I accept."

"Then it's decided. Dialga shall guide and watch the Chosen One until his Fate is fulfilled. Other Legendaries would give their blessing for the Chosen One's smooth success. Meeting adjourned."

So, there it is; again, Dialga is not having a good day. Being forced to have a human as a bonded with reason for saving the world is total bullshit. But then, Dialga is not about to fight every Legendaries in this Council so it digress.

And it's just a human baby, it's not like Dialga being bonded then it should be always by the boy's side. Dialga could just wait and watch from afar, offering help if needed. Yep. It's totally an easy job.

.

.

.

(Later, much, much later, Dialga (through the Chosen One's frail body) would look at various pokemon fighting each other with a giant robot and a couple of idiot humans with hideous clothes branded with 'R' and thinks, for the hundredth time, that it totally did not sign up for this shit.)