Category: Pokémon
Rating: M
Couples: X
Warnings: AU, Disturbing Imagery,
Chapter: 13
Copyright: Characters & places © By Game Freak, Plot & OC´s © by me
Author's Note: Multi Chapter Interlude between Sword's Fate and its' upcoming Sequel. Can be read alone.
"Italics" is indicative of Telepathy.
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It had started when one of them had reminisced about their Pokémon, something the others had noticed after just a few moments of unimpeded memories. This had then spiralled into them going down memory-lane.
"Espurr are terrible with power-control." Olympia muttered, leaning against a flower that had randomly sprouted on their island. Her memory fluttered through their minds, making Caitlin chuckle.
It showed two Espurr – who would later evolve into her main battlers – lifting objects with their powers. Olympia herself seemed to be watching from a distance, a book open on her lap. The little Psychic-type they instinctively knew to be the female hoisted up a toy.
Being young and inexperienced however, she managed to lift part of the toy, leaving most of it resting on the ground. The growing frustration of the catlike Pokémon soon became clear when she kept failing to get the rest of it into her grip.
As this was happening, her brother seemed content to just keep swirling around the pen he had hoisted up. In fact, he was so busy that he failed to notice his sibling going from frustrated to angry. He only noticed when an outburst of anger catapulted her toy through the room.
"Oh dear..." Memory-Olympia shot up, suppressing laughter at the sight of her male Pokémon being bowled over and quite frankly being launched across the open space of the Gym Leader's living room. "Come here." She scooped the bawling cats up, the female having felt the fear and pain of her brother within moment of him landing on the ground.
"Reminds me of that time where my Bronzor ended up napping in Cynthia's bed." Lucian was laying on his stomach, looking for all intends and purposes like all he was missing was a book to be completely at ease. "She never quite forgave it for giving her such a coldshock. I repay her by never letting her fight it to get revenge."
The others were treated to the memory of Cynthia throwing open a door, Bronzor in her hands and a long rant about cold Steel-types not belonging in beds in the Sinnohan winter on her lips. Even from the memory, it was clear that Lucian was only looking at her as a courtesy, his attention more on the Steel-type trying to snuggle into the Champion's bathrobe.
"Just give it to me, Cynthia." The lavender-haired male reached out towards the angry Champion and his young Pokémon. "And then please leave my room, it's 1 am."
"As if you haven't stayed awake longer." She untangled the Steel-type from her bathrobe, handing it over to its' trainer. "There's a reason the League only opens from midday onwards and its' not just convenience..."
He didn't deign her with an answer.
"You should remind her of her icecream addiction next time." Caitlin had decided to test the literal waters and was resting in a pond of distorted water. Among other weird effects, it seemed that instead of being pushed away from a body in it, water in the Distortion World gathered to body's inside it. "She should have appreciated the cold."
"I'll remember it." The male Psychic snorted lightly. "Though I think she might well murder me with her Garchomp if my Bronzong tries to snuggle into her bed. There'd be no space for her."
"You're a Great Psychic. Teleport it to the top of the League Building." Sabrina pointed out, looking up from where she had been doodling in the ground.
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"This has to be the weirdest thing I have ever done." Wulfric was reading a book, carrying only a small bag despite having gone to an entirely different region.
"I think most of us have." Bertha was sitting beside him, the both of them waiting for the planes out of Unova and Kanto to arrive.
Despite him having come to Hoenn with his daughter, Adam had not actually taken her team and so her mother was flying them in. He had hoped that with Hoenn's Great Psychics still active, she'd have remained unconscious for a short while. He had not been happy when Lance had been forced to tell him it'd be a month until waking still.
He looked at the bag. Aside from his own Abomasnow, all other Pokéballs in there were of Olympia. "I just hope they'll take it well. They were beside themselves when I told them."
The older female nodded lightly in agreement, arms crossed as she patted her own bag. "You should have seen Lucian's library after his Bronzong found him unconscious. We're still trying to rearrange the books back into their right places. He'll be so annoyed when he wakes up."
"Olympia's not going to be happy with the contractor-bill of getting her place fixed." The Ice-type trainer snorted briefly. "Not sure if her insurance covers 'act of Legendary'." His gaze darkened as he said that, eyes travelling to the direction of Rustboro City.
Bertha fell equally silent. Their Champions had not hidden any of the information they had uncovered, even if it had been precious little.