Pairing: Palkia/Dialga
It cracked.
Oh, shit, it cracked.
And it's my fault.
How the hell am I going to live with that?
I hurt him.
I hate hurting him.
Palkia, ruler of space. I don't think I was ever supposed to meet him. It's not like I haven't bumped into him every once in a while. It's kinda hard not to. The universe isn't as big as you'd think. Stupid humans, think they know everything. They think they know why we're fighting. They think that everything boil down to prophecies and folklore and the idea that Legendaries are just that. Legendaries. Those stupid humans barely believe we're real.
But we are real.
Our feelings are real. (But feelings are weird)
Our thoughts are real. (But all the others say I don't think, so I guess that one doesn't really count)
Damn, how come they won't believe that?
I guess it must be hard now, 'cuz we're attacking each other and all. The world's dissolving around us. It must be hard for them to ever imagine us as anything more than bitter rivals. So? We had a fight. Couples fight. Lovers fight. Well, we're not a couple exactly, but I think I want to be.
No one seems to wonder why time isn't being warped. You would figure that would be the first thing they'd notice. But, I guess humans tend to notice the bad things rather than the good things. Bad thing: They notice that their world is dissolving under their feet. Good thing: They aren't in the prehistoric era with the dinosaurs or in the future with the…well, they can't exactly know what's in the future yet. But it's nasty.
Oh, and they think the fact that their clocks are going haywire is my fault.
No. The clocks are his fault. Clocks are machines. They don't really know the time. They're matter. They're touchable. If I was screwing up, you'd all be either children or old people right now. Be happy. I could age you all to death if I was angry.
I am sad though.
I hurt him.
Oh, Arceus, why did I hurt him?
He's never going to forgive me for ruining his pearl!
Holy crap, I think I'm going to cry. I've never cried before!
I'm going to cry…
…Never mind, it was just a sneeze.
But still! I feel horrible!
Ow.
That hurt.
That hurt!
Oh, forget loving that son of a gun (cuz I'm pretty sure I love him)! I'm going to kill the jerk!
Okay. The fight ended. That's good. That's very good. I better make a mental note to thank Darkrai…later…when I'm not busy with Palkia.
I'll be fine. I just need to breathe. Okay, I don't need to breathe, technically, but I can if I want to. Breathing is supposed to be soothing. It gets your mind off whatever stress you're currently facing. Anything from destroying the world to screwing with time to being on time (which is harder than you'd think, even if you can control time) or even talking to that beautiful, wonderful creature who's looking at you and…
Ooh, he looks awfully pissed.
Wonder why?
Oh, he's awfully pissed at me.
Well, it wasn't on purpose!
Huh. Well, even if he doesn't, I think it matters whether or not I meant it. I mean, I mean it when I call him a big jerky insensitive irrational jerky jerk creature.
He's looking even more pissed now. It can't be…
Ouch, turns out it is me he's still pissed at.
Whodathunk?
I tell him that I really do want to make him feel better and not be so mad at me.
So, how do I do it?
I'm sorry?
Holy…that worked?
Well then! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, sorry, sorry!
He's grinning.
Now he's laughing.
So I laugh too.
Then I'm not laughing, because he asked a very, very scary question. I don't want to answer what he asked me. It makes me feel funny. Not funny like laughing, funny like weird. My stomach is all tingly and my head's all fuzzy and I think I might throw up. Ugh, I really think I might. I feel really, really bad. Is this what love feels like? Darkrai says that's how he feels around Cresselia and that's what humans feel all the time.
Oh, I burped.
I feel a little better, but I still don't feel so good.
So he asks me again.
I look at the dirt and shift uncomfortably.
Why did I want to apologize so bad?
Well, I guess it's because I feel sad when he's angry. I want him to be happy. I want him to be happy all the time. (I giggled at my own pun. Time.) When he's happy, I'm happy. In fact, I'm happiest as I've ever been whenever he's happy.
He asked me how I'm happy.
I told him how I get all tingly.
He asked me if I liked him.
I said of course he did.
Then he asked if I liked him.
And I blushed.
It was pretty embarrassing. I got mad for blushing and I started saying words that Arceus always says I shouldn't but I do anyway because I always love hearing how different humans and pokémon over the times yell about how angry they are.
Then he wrapped his paws around me in a hug.
My anger cooled fast.
I guess I really liked what happened.
See, I was really, really, really happy.
Then I fainted.
But I wasn't so angry anymore.
So, whenever I get really angry, all because of that day, he hugs me.
So I get angry a lot nowadays.
It's worth it, for one of his extra special hugs.
It makes me all tingly and bubbly and happy and…
Sorry again.
It was another sneeze.