Chapter 2: Bug Squashing

The next day Whimsicott limped a fake limp in search of came to the little den where they had been living for the past few weeks. The den was separated into one larger chamber at the entrance, and a smaller one with a semi hidden entrance from when Leavanny was a Swadloon and wanted to be by herself a lot. Those days pissed Whimsicott off the most, because if anyone actually needed seclusion, it was him. When he tried to use it for himself, he would get stopped and sidetracked or he'd see that it was already being used and yelled at to leave. When it became clear that he would not, he was forced out of the den entirely. At that point he was at the mercy of the accursed wind. As a Cottonee he vowed to get revenge on her for those, and he was going to soon.

It became apparent that Leavanny wasn't there, and Whimsicott was trying to seem wounded, so he wouldn't look for her. She was bound to return eventually, so he played his part and took a much needed nap. In his sleep, he dreamed of a world where he was king. His companions Lilligant and Leavanny were weights chained to him to hinder his progress, but he broke free with his will, and they faded to nothing. He had a grand castle, and he saw many Pokémon outside who adored him. In the Crowd it seemed there was one of every Pokémon, including Legendaries. All but one. Tornadus. Of course the underlying reason to any and all misfortune to Whimsicott would continue to defy him even in his dreams!

Whimsicott looked up, and there he saw him. Tornadus floated high in the sky. His face was in a smug smirk. He was taunting him, and the thought made Whimsicott's blood boil. He snarled, clawed and kicked in frustration. He felt the wind roaring around him, lifting and shaking him. Nothing Whimsicott did seemed to help now. He screamed out in anger. A primal, unearthly scream. He wanted this to stop.

Whimsicott was surprised to see Leavanny had shaken him awake. He wondered how much time had passed since he took his rest. Leavanny looked concerned.

"Are you alright?" she asked, although the answer was clear "You look like you were having a nightmare!"

"I'm living a nightmare!" Whimsicott lied "Lilligant! Oh, sweet Lilligant..."

"So you two found a sun stone? What happened? Where were you?"

"Li-Lilligant is dead! She's dead and its my fault!" that was a complete truth. "We went out in search of a sun stone. It was a in a cave nearby. We looked and looked, and only found it when we were leaving after we used it, we were attacked by an Arbok! The stone seemed to belong to him, but when I saw him I-I just froze! She tried her best to help me, but I couldn't move! She had to drag me and I slowed her down a lot when she tried to escape. She tripped and dropped . The Arbok tried to pick me off but Lilligant stopped her. She told me to run when she tried to hold the Arbok back, and all I could do was watch! The Arbok k-killed her! Lilligant fought back but Arbok was way too much for her! After that I ran out, as fast as I could. I got lost, but I made it back just a few hours ago." Whimsicott made a few fake tears to try and sell his story. "We could have made it if I weren't so scared! It's my fault!"

"It's not your fault!" Leavanny tried to reassure him "I'm sure I would have done the same in that situation. Lilligant was always the brave one." This was also a lie. Leavanny let who he though was his friend rest, and watched him to make sure there were no more problems. Unbeknownst to her, Whimsicott was plotting her death.

Whimsicott got up a few hours before Leavanny. He saw that she had fallen asleep where she watched him. He squeezed out of the den into the dawn's early light. He sat on a damp stump and waited for his "friend" to wake up. It took about an hour and a half, but Whimsicott was patient. He could see her peek her head out of the den and squint in the morning light.

"Are you alright?" she asked. He was more than alright and it annoyed him to hear her ask.

"I think I am." was his reply. He hopped down from the stump and wandered into the woods. He knew Leavanny would follow. He moved rather quickly, and it was difficult for her to keep up. It wasn't hard to find the cave. Whimsicott didn't ever really forget anything. When they had reached it, Whimsicott sat down, pretending to be perplexed. The cave entrance was sealed off with many stones. This was his doing.

"Why exactly did you want to come back here?" asked Leavanny. Whimsicott didn't respond. He "searched" for another way in. He circled the mountain where the cave led into. Finally, he found an entrance. He already knew that this one met up with the other. He continued down the cave.

"What are you trying, Whimsicott?" Leavanny called to him before she started following again "You're not going back to that Arbok are you?" WHimsicott didn't answer, he just disappeared into the darkness. Leavanny stumbled in the darkness. She could hardly see, and she doubted that Whimsicott could either.

"Whimsicott? Please answer me!" she cried out desperately in the darkness. "I don't think this was a good idea! Let's go before someone gets hurt!"

"No way! The killer of our friend is here and they're going to pay!"

Leavanny felt she had no choice. She wasn't going to abandon her friend, and it looked like he needed to do this. Quite some time passed since they spoke to each other. Whimsicott had been dragging Leavanny through the darkness. Then, in a surprising manner, Whimsicott yanked her to the ground, where he pinned her down.

"What do you think you are doing?!" she asked angrily and struggled to free herself "This isn't funny!"

"Of course it isn't! I haven't ever done something"funny" in my life!" Whimsicott sent a fist at Leavanny and just grazed the side of her face.

"Why are you doing this? What did I ever do to you?"

"You were the cause of almost all of my pain!" he threw another punch, this one connecting and hitting her in her mouth. Her head slammed into the stone floor. "We're out in the wild because of you! We left one of the safest spits we ever found because you thought it was boring!" With every point, he hit her again. "And you know what? If you weren't so obvious, Lilligant might still be alive! I wouldn't have been able to get you both..."

This shocked Leavanny. Whimsicott killed their friend? That couldn't be true. But the fact that he was trying to get her now pretty much proved it. She threw off Whimsicott , got up and sprinted away. She couldn't tell where she was going in the dark, but she knew she had to get away. She stumbled over a rock but she didn't fall and kept running. Whimsicott was in fierce pursuit. There was no way he was going to let her go. Leavanny began to see light , but she was getting exhausted from the beating she took, as well as running. She slowed down slightly and Whimsicott saw his chance. He lept upon her back and she fell forward. He made sure she landed on her face, and slid on it too. Whimsicott got off and took a few steps back. When Leavanny tried to get up, he delivered a powerful curbstomp to the back of her head, smashing it into the floor. He turned her over and struck her over and over. He slammed her against the wall, and kneed her in the chin. She slowly slid down to the floor, and then tried desperately to crawl away. It was pathetic to see, and Whimsicott dealt her another curbstomp. She tried in vain to get up, but collapsed. Whimsicott stomped again and gave her a few more blows to the face, but it was done. She was dead.

Whimsicott marched out of the cave and laughed a hearty laugh. Then he shouted.

"I'm coming for you next, Tornadus!"