Notice: this chapter contains mentioning of excessive consumption of alcoholic beverages! Don't read if you are below 18, or, heed the advice that alcohol should NEVER be consumed in large quantities!


As per the legends request, Arceus made a bar in case a drink was needed, either for relaxation or for celebration. And currently, we find one legend sitting in the bar, drinking amounts that would've killed a human long ago.

Kyurem POV

"Another!" I yelled at Genesect, who was at bar duty.

"Uh... Kyurem? Maybe you should chill a little..."

"ANOTHER!"

"Alright alright, coming right up!" Genesect said before leaving, probably because I had emptied the storage. In my defense, I need it right now.

A plinging sound followed the doors opening, and a fellow trio leader entered the bar.

"Oh, Kyurem! Sure wasn't yesterday."

"Zygarde... not often you come to the bar..."

Zygarde sighed. "No, but I really need to relax abit, my duties are killing me."

"What happened now?"

"Yveltal decided to 'prank' Xerneas by turning her favorite flowers to stone."

Kyurem raised an eyebrow at that. "Can't she just revive them? She -is- the goddess of life, no?"

"Yveltal mentioned that, but her retort was that, and I quote: "what's the point of doing something if you don't put any effort into it? Raising flowers with my ability to give life would be no different from cheating in games!". Following that, she demanded an excuse, he refused because her reasoning was silly, nevermind that his prank was even more so, and it ended with the sixth wing of the hall turning into a jungle with an occasional spot with rotting greenery... which I had to clean up after breaking them up."

"Ouch... you punished them I suppose?"

Zygarde scoffed. "Obviously. They will get no dessert."

"Now that's harsh. The only thing that's better than Arceus' food is the dessert she makes."

"At least they will get dinner, I almost considered taking that from them too. But enough of that. Why are you here, Kyurem?"

"Zekrom and Reshiram, do I need to say more...?"

"Did they fight again?"

I snorted. "Do they ever not? No, the problem is -why- they fight."

"Uh-huh?"

"Recently, they have fought for literally no reason, and they do as soon as they see each other. But some time ago, I managed to find out while breaking them up."

"How'd you do that?"

"Please... don't ask..."

"Uh... Ok... So, what'd you find out?"

"They have both experienced some alien feeling when they see or think of the other."

"And what's the feeling then?"

"Let me ask you a question in turn."

"Go on."

"You are aware that me, Zekrom and Reshiram were once a single entity, right?"

"Yup?"

"As such, we can be seen as siblings, and the dragon we once were could be our father/mother, or whatever"

"Ok?"

"The feeling they have for each other, if we are siblings, would be considered taboo."

"Taboo feeling for sibli- Oh. Oh no..."

"Yeah. They are not aware of it yet though. They don't understand the feeling, so they fight in hope of the feeling mysteriously explaining itself, or disappearing. So now, I have to break them up whenever they meet for the rest or eternity, or, Arceus forbids, they realize their feelings for each other and get more... intimate."

"... I can see why you've resorted to drinking."

Genesect had finally returned with supplies, and filled my glass. "One for Zygarde too, please. Put it on my tab."

As he got his glass, we looked at each other, downed our drinks at once before stating the obvious in unison.

"BEING A TRIO LEADER SUCKS!"


Magicanus asked for what became the first half of this chapter, while the other half was my own idea inspired from The Poke Spectre's "Legends in a new World", where Zekrom and Reshiram are secretly in love but pretend to hate each other. Here, they aren't aware of their feelings for each other, and so they fight in the confusion.