Disclaimer: Pokémon and its characters are owned by Satoshi Tajiri, Nintendo, The Pokémon Company, and Game Freak. All rights reserved. The OCs, however, are mine.

It's Halloween in the world of Pokémon, and the participants of the PWT are about to throw a party just outside Unova's Nimbasa City to commemorate the time-honored holiday with the ones they love. Little did they know that two gatecrashers would appear with powers beyond their wildest dreams and absurdest fantasies.

Chapter Two:

Nimbasa City was the Unova Region's hotspot for the entertainment industry and had many party venues of varying sizes and degrees of obscene value. None were more extravagant than the Party Palace being rented by the participants of the PWT on this particular Halloween night. The massively supersized castle had been graciously donated by N of Team Plasma to the outskirts of Nimbasa, and the place he'd once called home had been moved and rebuilt brick by brick in a new location.

How Hilda had persuaded the eccentric King of former Team Plasma to go through with this was one of the biggest mysteries of their relationship, but they'd always worked surprisingly well as lovers, despite what others thought of their forbidden relationship initially.

N had been content to forever bury that castle and his past. Now converted, however, N had slowly warmed up to the idea and occasionally enjoyed spending time there. Hilda had been good for the estranged boy in myriad ways and helped him come into his own.

People were skeptical at first, but the castle became just one of the many tourist attractions the city had to offer over time. It being beautiful and so much more homey and welcoming than before didn't hurt.

N and Hilda had shown up for this Halloween Party despite not being in the PWT's active circuit. Hilda's brother Hilbert had as well, along with his girlfriends Skyla and Elesa, who were hugging one of his arms each while decked out in their respective costumes. Skyla wore an Altaria-themed onesie complete with all the cotton ball fluff. Elesa wore something that made the gorgeous supermodel turn nearly every eye in the room. She wore a two-piece Zebstrika-like costume that bared her perfectly hewn midriff and lightning bolt designs lit up with LEDs.

Caught in the middle between the two gorgeous gym leaders, Hilbert could only chuckle Mareepishly and wonder how he'd gotten so lucky. His sister caught his eye further in the castle's enormous guest hall and giggled at his expense. Hilbert had somehow managed to land himself in an unintended harem situation with two of the most eligible bachelors in all of Unova, and it was clear as the day they were all thrilled with the arrangement.

"The National Pokedex entry for Arceus clearly states it shaped the universe with the thousand arms it supposedly doesn't have. No way a Pokémon that can't even use punching moves could be the true universal creator. It's far more probable that the creation of this world was a joint effort on his part along with the likes of Mew, Kyurem, Zygarde, and all the other Regional deific figures throughout the world. One could even make the argument that Dialga and Palkia are the true progenitors of existence. For that matter, I'm still on the fence about whether a Pokémon could even achieve universal creation as a feat. For all their fantastic powers, Pokémon are still living creatures, and living creatures have their limits, whether biological or supernatural." N said, carrying on a friendly debate he and Hilda were engaging in over in their secluded corner.

"Maybe Arceus is far more than the creature our plebeian brains perceive as a Pokémon." Hilda snickered teasingly in rebuttal, earning a devilish grin from N in turn that set her heart racing.

"Or perhaps you're playing the devil's advocate with the actual devil." He responded in jest, having lightened up considerably in the time he and his girlfriend had been together.

"Maybe, though personally, I don't think the Giratina motif would suit you." She sniggered before settling into a slightly more serious face. Their debate was too interesting to let it devolve into the usual snarky quips and just-for-fun arguments that they had. And she'd never lost a debate to N before. She had no intention to start now.

"I'm serious, though, N, there's something different about Sinnoh's myths and lore compared to other Regions, as much as I know we should both be biased toward Unova. And don't get me wrong, the idea of Kyurem having a complete form once upon a time before the split is a titillating prospect, but who's to say the same can't be said for Arceus? If there's anything I've learned, it's that legends in this world more often than not have at least a few grains of truth to them. Perhaps the Big Bang or whatever you want to call it set Arceus's true power back the same way the Split diminished Kyurem's true strength. Who's to say humanity has even borne witness to the true nature of Arceus? Why couldn't he be a Pokémon and still be capable of those amazing, God-level feats?"

"Even a Pokémon revered as a deity is still a Pokémon at the end of the day. Why would the true God allow himself to be captured in a Pokeball and subjugated by a mortal teenager?"

"Eww, are you seriously quoting Ghetsis right now?"

"To my great regret, yes. The man was twisted and deformed in every way possible, blinded by his ambition and lust for power, but he understood the intrinsic nature of Pokémon well. He wouldn't have been so good at exploiting their powers if he wasn't. You didn't answer my question, though."

"Maybe that's because I thought it was obvious why. I mean, it makes a certain poetic sense to me when I think about it."

"Really? Well, care to enlighten me then, my medium of higher consciousness and wisdom?"

"It's nothing too world-shattering N, just a bit of common sense is all. Honestly, if I were Arceus yet also everything my myths hyped me up to be and more, I would want to be seen as a Pokémon too, if for no other reason than to get in on the fun of my creations and connect with people and Pokémon on a personal and individual level. Remaining trapped in my omnipotent state beyond both space and time sounds like it'd be lonely, and boring. Then again, perhaps I'm looking at this from a perspective that's too human and too small to understand what goes on in the minds of the divine."

Okay, that struck N dumb. There was that brilliant mind again, the very thing that drew him to Hilda many moons ago, when she'd expertly led her team to victory against him… that fateful day in this very building's throne room.

"How do you do that? You blend raw intelligence with such a romantic, hopeful, and optimistic outlook on everything so seamlessly. I'm speechless."

Hilda offered him a shy, demure smile out of the corner of her eyes, shrugging airily.

"Meh, it's no big deal. I would never claim to know better than anyone else, but I do like hearing your perspective on things and offering my viewpoints. It's like what Alder said one time. Even if we don't always understand one another, that's not a reason to reject each other. There are two sides to any argument. No one point of view has all the answers. I think that's one of the best parts about living, to be honest. Leaning on each other, helping each other grow in mind and spirit alike. To me, the realm between humanity and the divine is not an impassable stream, it's a bridge. The two aren't necessarily mutually exclusive, at least not on all levels. Arceus, whatever he is, Pokémon of Myth or God of the universe, understands that much at least. I'd stake my favorite cap on it."

N chuckled, finding truth in her words. "Maybe, if we continue learning from each other, we might one day be fortunate enough to find the answers we seek together. I will say, though, if Arceus is as much the myth as he is the Pokémon, I will have lots of questions for him when the day of my judgment cometh."

Hilda giggled in concurrence as well. She gleefully accepted the piece of Coffee Crisp N offered her, letting him feed her in that romantic way couples fed each other. "Well, as to that, I can honestly say we're one hundred percent unanimous. I want answers to the whys and the hows of everything too, and if someone out there truly has all the answers, you can bet your Pokeballs I'll be picking their brains out until the Miltanks come home. Then again, if Arceus made us or at the very least guided humanity's existence to the point where we're able to fend for ourselves, maybe he already knows and eagerly anticipates this."

N hoped she was right. Honestly, he did. This insatiable curiosity was both a blessing and a curse, one that drove them both Swobatty at times. He wondered if that cultist described in Sinnoh's ancient history ever got the answers he sought. From what N had read of ancient Hisui during his years spent studying abroad, Cynthia's ancient ancestor had dedicated his entire life to the worship of Arceus and any mythological artifacts that could bring him closer to his maker. Whether or not Volo ever got a chance to beat up on God for answers was never revealed, and N found himself frustrated at the annoying blind spot in the annals of history.

He took his mind off such weighty thoughts by studying his girlfriend as she continued enjoying being fed little chocolates by him. The way she cooed in delight at his semi-romantic gesture made the embarrassment worth it for him, and thus what had started as a game became something more as they took turns offering each other various Halloween goodies.

Hilda had foregone her usual outfit in favor of something a little more festive, though unlike some of the others here, she'd gone for a classic witch design with the pointed hat and everything. Pokémon-themed costumes were a bit too mainstream for her tastes, so she'd decided on something equally as traditional but far more niche. He was once again mesmerized by how… cute and how pretty she looked. He almost flushed at how boyish those descriptors sounded, and rued the day she ever found out about them.

Seeing her hyperintelligent boyfriend rendered speechless at her demon witch cosplay dress with mesh legs and arms had been the highlight of Hilda's day. She couldn't help but snort at his complete lack of a costume in return, though he had at least tried to tame that fantastic head of hair. Hilda didn't put much stock in body image but had been blessed with her mother's gene pool and was hyper-aware of the growing number of male eyes on her as she got older.

She'd always loved going down these rabbit holes with him, as it was an interest they shared as intellectuals and armchair philosophers. However, she also enjoyed the moments when they could focus more on the romantic aspects of life and leave intelligence behind somewhat. Like they were doing right now. She was so engrossed in choking down a disgusting piece of candy corn N had tentatively offered her that she overlooked the others who'd made their presence known in this location, having only come here with N at Nate's insistence. Her successor had beaten her fair and square and earned his mantle as her successor excellent and proper, and then proceeded to go down in Regional Champion history by defeating the literal Battle Legend himself.

Speaking of Red, he was currently at the snack bar filling his black hole of a stomach with Kit Kat chunky and other chocolates, all while somehow never gaining a pound. Red was wearing the same outfit he always wore, which might as well have been a costume in itself, given his legendary stature. He was with his oldest friend and rival Blue, Blue's girlfriend Green, and the most adorable petite blonde girl with a straw hat sticking close to Red that Hilda didn't recognize. Green was wearing Ninetails lingerie that rendered Hilda and many other people present a blushing mess.

Only Blue seemed utterly unaffected by her apparel, likely because it was nothing he'd not seen before. Green had an almost ever-present smirk etched on her face, knowing exactly what she was doing to the males present here with that getup of hers, which was almost wholly see-through in areas that really shouldn't be.

The nine tails were made from faux fur and held aloft with rods like a peacock, and tufts of faux fur were the only things shielding her most intimate areas from view. The rest of her body was exposed or almost entirely see-through. Most present were blown away by the 39-year-old brunette's boldness or secretly enjoying the scenery when their partners weren't looking. She looked incredible for her age and just in general.

The golden-haired girl, whom Hilda could only assume was Red's girlfriend, wore the most adorable Pikachu onesie she'd ever seen and made the Battle Legend blush as Red as his eyes when she stood on her tiptoes near his ear and whispered the sexiest Pikachu cry he'd ever heard.

"Damn, Alola was a fun getaway. I have to admit, I'm going to miss it and the Battle Tree, but seriously, at this rate, Viridian Gym is never going to be open. You should've seen the shock on Mister Legend's face when that wunderkind from Alola and his blonde princess beat us two on two in a multi-battle for the ages, Yellow! I wish I had taken a pic. He looked like a Snorlax with the world's worst case of indigestion, I'm telling ya." Blue guffawed uproariously as Red could only stand there and stew in his perpetual silence.

He hadn't been that shocked or indignant at his defeat by Elio and Lillie and, if anything, was happy to be able to crown another Battle Legend aside from Ethan or Nate. Red thought he made it clear there were no hard feelings when he gifted Elio with the Mega Stones for his Kanto starters after that initial victory, but Blue always liked taking the Mickey out of him because the smartass knew he wouldn't, couldn't speak up on his behalf. Green giggled along as well but was less boisterous about it.

Being mute at birth as he was could be highly frustrating at times. He was perfectly able to understand verbal speech by others but lacked some vital element in the language centers of his brain that enabled him to form anything more intelligible than guttural noises. He'd long ago mastered the art of body language and nonverbal forms of communication to make up for this neurological deficiency and was pretty good at writing, as demonstrated by the notepads and pencils in his bag when he was having a tough time getting his point across. Usually, they were enough, but in cases like this where Blue continually teased him, he found himself wishing to Mew herself that he could talk, if for no other reason than to get a lifetime of pent-up roasting desires off his chest.

Blue would rue the day he ever crossed him if such a perfect opportunity ever presented itself, for Red would be ruthless. For now, though, he was thankful as fuck for his girlfriend, nay, his soulmate, Yellow. She'd narrowed her gorgeous golden eyes at Blue and put her hands on her hips, a sight that made her look more adorable than intimidating in Red's visual organs, especially with that damnable onesie of hers. However, most of them knew better than to underestimate her. One didn't get to be the soulmate of the Living Battle Legend without being a firecracker and tough as balls.

"Oh, leave him alone, you two! You and I both know Red would be happier than anyone to lose a battle at this point of his career because all that means is that there's still room for him and his Pokémon to grow. Besides," She said while looking up at him and offering him a smile so disarmingly sweet he found himself utterly mesmerized by her. "I'm actually kind of glad he did. Call me selfish, but the longer it took for your extended vacation in Alola to end, the longer it would be before we could finally head home. Don't get me wrong, Alola is beautiful, but staying in hotels all the time could get a little repetitive, not to mention pricey." She added while somehow widening that smile of hers. Red's heart banged in his chest at a million beats per second, his smile widening without conscious thought.

She was right, like always. There was no place like home. Had he remained undefeated for too long, they may have stayed in the foreign Region for longer than they'd foreseen. Red wasn't old, but he wasn't young. He was 35 and had accomplished more at 10 years old than most veteran Trainers did at 40.

He was at his prime, and so were his Pokémon, all of whom had peaked. He and his team were satisfied with their power and were more than content to settle down and watch the next generation of giants grow beyond them and reach further than he had dreamed of.

It was humbling and infuriating that Lillie and Elio had beaten him at his prime when they were only years older than him when he first started his journey. After all, he still had his pride, but he was also getting to a point where he'd love nothing more than to retire and start a family with Yellow.

This was just one of the many moments of perfect understanding and mutual respect. Yellow knew him better than he knew himself; there were no secrets left. He was itching to take the next logical step in their relationship. Yellow was 30 now.

Speaking of Yellow, her words from before seemed to have the desired effect of sobering Green and Blue up. "Yeah, I have to admit, it was nice to be back home in the rustic ambiance of Pallet. Plus, it gave me a golden opportunity to visit Gramps' tombstone for the first time in a long while." Green put a comforting hand on Blue's shoulder at this admission, the mischievous brunette girl and the Viridian Gym Leader sharing an unspoken conversation as he offered both Red and Yellow a smile in turn. Red politely nodded at him, and Yellow gave him a sad, sympathetic smile of her own.

Professor Oak had died peacefully in his sleep at the ripe old age of ninety-nine, and they couldn't have asked for a better culmination to the world's leading authority on Pokémon. But still, it was just one of many reminders of their mortality as humans and one that hit them all pretty hard. Red's mother had died considerably younger and far less painlessly via an aortic rupture, and Yellow had been his rock during those lowest points in his life.

Seeing her adorably, angelically petite body in nothing but an apron as she cooked up a storm in what was once his mother's kitchen would be seared onto his brain until his dying days.

Yellow's mind-reading abilities- which remained undiminished even after all these years- let her know where his thoughts were headed, and she offered him a loving smile and squeezed his hand gently in both her own. "Let's not dwell on negative things for now, okay guys? We're here to celebrate Halloween with all of our wonderful new friends worldwide. This is a time for celebration and gorging ourselves on sweet things. Red here has the right idea. So, how about we let our Pokémon out for some fun? This castle is certainly big enough." She giggled, somehow knowing exactly what to say and how to say it to uplift the somber atmosphere that hung over them. She was like the sun, brilliant and pure and able to disperse the darkest of shadows. Sure enough, Red had been chewing on a Twix bar absentmindedly, and Green and Blue nodded following the pretty blonde's words.

Seriously, how could anyone be so sweet and angelic and… perfect? Red was always at a loss to puzzle out how he'd gotten so lucky. Yellow not only loved him unconditionally, but she couldn't have cared less about his deficiency, always managing to perfectly read his body language or his mind to make up for it. Red would spend the rest of his life wishing he could talk, even if only for a single day, so he could say all the things he needed her to hear in his own words and voice.

Yellow must've still been in tune with his thoughts because her smile widened, and she blushed at the intensity of his desires and how much he wished he could speak to her for once, the way nature intended.

Taking the golden-haired woman's suggestion to heart, Red and the other three threw their Pokeballs into the air to release their teams in bursts of light. Pokémon of various species native to Kanto appeared in a large gathering around them, Red's Snorlax taking up a sizable portion of their shared space by his lonesome.

Pikachu's battle-hardened demeanor fell away, and his beaded black eyes lit up with joy at the sight of Yellow's Chu-Chu as the two of them immediately rushed off together to play. Yellow and Red shared a knowing smile at the presence of the two Electric-type mates. It was one of the finest examples of like Pokémon, like Trainer. Saur and the rest of Red's team were not as quick to have fun with the festivities but didn't take too long to walk off. They were calmer than their mouselike friend but still enjoyed seeing the sights. Seriously, this castle was huge! Unovans certainly enjoyed doing things on a grand scale.

"Chu-Chu, make sure Pika and the others behave, okay?!" Yellow called out to the more well-behaved of the two mated Pikachus, giggling at Pika's indignant pout as Red snorted with mirth. His nasal laughter was among the few expressions of humor he could display that wasn't limited to hahas in writing or subtler, upward turns of his mouth.

Chu-Chu didn't let the fact that Yellow was effectively leaving her in charge of their entourage give her a swelled head and made sure she'd be lax with her leadership so long as Pika and especially Green's Pokémon behaved. That woman had rubbed off on her party members in some rather… irksome ways.

"All right! You're coming with me, Blue darling! Let's give these two love Ho-Ohs some time alone while we get some of our own!" Green proclaimed loudly, dragging a spluttering Blue along by the collar of his Machamp-themed costume with an animatronic pair of second arms that he claimed to have built himself.

Yellow blushed, but her eyes never wavered from Red's as they both offered each other an awkward yet blissful smile.

"Green is as outspoken and lively as ever, huh?" Yellow asked, not so much expecting a typical response from Red.

'You aren't kidding. Blue is still the most obnoxious.'

"Agreed. It's so good to hear you giving that mind speech thing a try again, Red. I know how uncomfortable it is for you to maintain what appears to be a one-sided conversation with me, so it means a lot that you do it anyway. I like hearing your voice."

'What does my inner voice sound like to you?'

"Hmm, well, I'd say your inflections and tonal language change a lot more than is normal for most people, and you often emulate the voices of people you've heard speak to you before because you don't have a reference frame for what you'd sound like. You're an amalgamation of every voice you've ever heard, and it strangely works for you. But typically, you're very dry and witty with just a dash of sarcasm and a wicked sense of humor. In battle, though, your entire demeanor changes, and you become a blazing inferno of passion, second only to your mental screams of ecstasy when you and I are playing under the sheets. Not going to lie; I love how you sound." She indulged him, giving him the most in-depth analysis of his inner voice he could've expected. That last bit made him blush the same color as his namesake, earning a giggle from Yellow in turn.

'I still can't believe how cheeky you've gotten. Whatever happened to the Yellow who'd practically faint with embarrassment every time I walked into the room?'

"She grew up into a strong, confident woman. Besides, as much as we both know you enjoyed my shier side when we were younger, you also enjoy being able to carry on a conversation without me getting too flustered to say anything back. My transformation into the person you see was as much for my benefit as for ours as a couple. If I was ever going to feel worthy of being your perfect match, I needed to learn how to move past the hero-worship phase of our relationship and see you as both a man and a myth. You were my incentive to rise above my failings, and you always will be for as long as we're together." She responded in earnest, and Red was lost in her eyes' bottomless molten gold oceans.

Red mentally chuckled once he regained the power of higher cognitive function, the both of them sharing a smile while reflecting on how bad Yellow had it for him back then and how hyper-fixated he'd been on his goal to become the greatest battler the world had ever seen. So great was his single-minded determination towards fulfilling that goal that he'd been entirely oblivious to the blonde girl with a straw hat and her growing affection for him.

Any additional trips down memory lane were cut short by the arrival of Elio and his date for the party, the familiar platinum-blonde girl, Lillie Aether. They were both 15 years old, less than half Red's age, and already showed more promise in their tender years than he did at his peak. Elio wore a Kommo-O-themed breastplate and attire that exposed his tanned and surprisingly cut abdomen. Lillie flushed up a storm while sporting a similar midriff-baring outfit, this one being akin to Larantis if Red's memory served him. He was getting too old to remember the hundreds of new Pokémon species discovered beyond Kanto's borders now.

Elio spotted them almost as quickly as Red noticed him and his girlfriend, the latter waving the former two over as Lillie's eyes widened at the sight of him and eeped as Elio energetically pulled her along in his exuberance. Red admired the youth's boundless energy and how his hazel eyes lit up as he saw one of his biggest childhood idols, either not knowing or caring that he had an impressive following of his own now.

This interaction promised to be fun, even if it did cut into his one-on-one time with Yellow.

XXX

"Trick or treat! Hehehehe!"

"Um, Uhly, I think that tradition is only reserved for houses and homes, not giant castles in the middle of nowhere."

This was the exchange made by two of the strangest-looking people the security guard at the entrance to Party Palace had ever seen. The one called Uhly was a woman of such breathtaking beauty and exotic features that the poor guardsman was reduced to a blushing mess at the mere sight of her. The way her hair naturally glowed with intense alabaster and ebony iridescence seemed too out there, even for the world they lived in. But this trait was not so jarring and gaudy that it subtracted from her gorgeousness in any impactful way. He tried his damnedest to remain professional and not cast his eyes downward at her bared midriff or bountiful bustline, especially since she came out here with her date, but it was an extremely near thing.

The male of the duo was covered head to foot in a cloak made from ultra-detailed psychedelic print with crystal clear clarity, masking his features entirely. The main thing that stood out to the nameless NPC the most was how colossally huge he was, easily seven feet tall or taller. When he spoke, however, it was not with a deep, booming voice like one would expect, but rather a sweet, gentle, caring timber, and one with boundless timidity and meekness.

They seemed a nice, adorable couple, but the guard still had a job to do.

"I'm sorry, but Party Palace is booked to capacity for the night and those staying here do not wish to be disturbed. If you wish to get any autographs from the Battle Legends or anyone else partying here, you'll have to wait until they're officially participating in the PWT." He informed them diligently.

"Aww! Are you sure there's nothing you can do to squeeze us in?! We'll be on our bestest best behavior!" The woman called Uhly whined with the winsomest pout the security guard had ever seen in his life. Dammit, now his blush had spread through his entire body. Why did she have to be so damn cute?

"Perhaps we should come back another day or find somewhere else to celebrate Halloween." The cloaked male suggested to his girlfriend in a placating voice, earning a smile from her in exchange.

"I suppose that's for the best. Sorry for causing you grief, kind sir! We'll be taking our leave now." Uhly whispered in an impossibly sweet voice as she turned away from him to depart hand in hand with her lover's irisated gold dustbin lids.

Okay, that was by far the most painless exchange the security guard had ever experienced in his entire career. Most people weren't this quick to just up and leave whenever he was barring entrance to people wanting to get in to pester celebrities booking this place. Their exchange also made it plain that they either didn't know the castle was booked or didn't care who booked it. They were only here to enjoy the festivities, and nothing else mattered to them. He felt bad for turning them away in light of that realization, especially since they were so cool about it, but work was work.

"You can let them in, Jameson. They're with us." The familiar voice of the idol Nancy called out to him as she and her boyfriend, the Champion of Unova, came strolling towards the entrance just as the other couple was starting to leave.

"They are?" Nate questioned, turning to his girlfriend in surprise.

"We are?" The girl called Uhly mirrored his confused response.

Jameson raised an eyebrow, but Nancy never once lost her confident smile. She was quite plain and demure as her civilian identity, but as Nancy, she exuded an outward confidence that belied her internal meek demeanor. She was dressed in an adorably oversized Spinda hoodie, not unlike the style of dress worn by a certain streamer Gym leader from the Paldea Region, complete with spiral ears. Her pink hair, which was just barely visible beneath the hood of her costume, was styled in short twin-tails and cornflower blue highlights to match her eyes. She was cute, so cute that Nate was wearing an almost perpetual blush just standing as close to her as he was. Jameson pitied the poor man as much as he envied him.

Champion though he was, it was unlikely he could handle such a pretty girlfriend much better than less remarkable men could. This wasn't just because her beauty was intimidating in and of itself, but because of the strong feelings it invoked in other men and even some women. Nate unquestionably faced unimaginable amounts of competition from both sexes while dating her, and if he wasn't the Champion of Unova with his own considerable following and strength of a Battle Legend, the security man doubted he'd be up to the challenge. If Jameson himself hadn't just beheld Uhly, he would've considered Nancy quite possibly the cutest and most attractive young woman he'd ever met, and that damned costume of hers only added to her allure.

He had a job to do though, and couldn't keep wasting time checking out all the attractive female Trainers who came through here. He was lucky to be good enough at what he did to land a position like this, he wasn't about to blow it. Plus, the pay was really good. Celebrities paid their staff well.

"I see. Well, if you say so. It looks like you two are lucky that Miss Nancy feels generous enough to let you two pass, but if I see any misconduct from the two of you, I will not hesitate to throw you both out. Does that sound fair?" He replied, indicating the two unlisted guests as Uhly looked like Christmas had come early and her concealed boyfriend seemed to stiffen at the prospect. Jameson wondered if he was shy or just socially awkward, or perhaps both. Either way, it looked as though Nancy had already made up her mind and was waving them over with a gleeful smile on her face, so he reluctantly followed the girl called Uhly towards the other girl and Nate, who looked nonplussed but didn't say anything to contradict Nancy.

Jameson knew he was technically bending the rules here, but didn't question it too much and simply let them pass, surprised when Uhly quickly threw her arms around him in a brief but grateful hug before pulling away and following the other three inside. The security guard blushed at the gentle and not unpleasant contact. The memory and sensation of that woman's unbelievably exaggerated assets pressing against him would be seared onto his brain until his dying days.

XXX

"So, you found her! That's awesome, I'm glad!" Nancy exclaimed conversationally to the strange man in the even stranger cloak as they walked through the grand scale of the castle's entrance hall towards the nearest guest room where everyone had converged.

At Uhly'Opia's adorably confused glance, Appaneesty spoke up, albeit reluctantly given his crippling shyness. "I kind of ran into her while searching for you after you wandered off."

Nancy giggled. "Admittedly, he spooked me and my Pokémon at first, and I probably would've hit him had he gotten too close, but he recognized my defensive stance for what it was and quickly reassured me he wasn't a threat. It was kinda cute how worried he was about you, and after seeing you today, I can see why. You're positively gorgeous, the best-looking girl I've ever seen by a mile, and bound to face all kinds of harassment. Wouldn't you agree, boys?"

Nate didn't know whether to answer that honestly or not in case it was a trap, but Appaneesty didn't hesitate to say something. "I certainly think so, though I'm kind of biased, I'll admit. This is Uhly'Opia, my Eternal… er, I mean, my girlfriend." Damn, that was close. He'd have to be more mindful of such slip-ups in the future.

Uhly'Opia blushed at both their comments but was smiling ear to ear as well. "Well, thanks very much. You're really pretty as well so don't sell yourself short! And Appaneesty is as harmless as one gets. He may look somewhat intimidating because of his size, but he wouldn't hurt a Cutiefly. And aww, thanks for worrying about me, Appy!"

Nate snorted at the nickname while Nancy herself was given pause. "Your names are Uhly'Opia and Appaneesty? Wow, that sounds exotic."

For some reason, that made Uhly'Opia giggle. "Very ironic choice of words, given who we are, but yeah, let's just say we're not from around here and leave it at that, shall we?"

"Why the cloak if you don't mind me asking? You got some kind of skin condition or something?" Nate asked the other male bluntly, speaking up for the first time since this strange exchange began. At least he'd finally figured out who Nancy had been talking to before he showed up for their date earlier today. He was glad the other man had a girlfriend and somehow landed someone as gorgeous as Uhly'Opia. It meant less competition for him and less cause for concern that his jealousy was not misplaced. He was curious though, if Appaneesty was as much of a looker as his girlfriend, or if she even cared about such things.

"Nate! You can't just ask people that! It's rude!" Nancy scolded him, clearly affronted. "Sorry about him. Nate's a great guy, and the best boyfriend I could ever ask for, but he's not always the most delicate of souls." She added as a reassuring afterthought, but if Uhly'Opia or Appaneesty were offended, they didn't show it. Nate settled for merely shrugging.

"I… um… well…" Appaneesty stammered. He was too shy to speak up on his behalf, so Uhly'Opia did it for him, causing him to noticeably sigh with relief.

"He's painfully shy and has crippling social anxiety. Hiding from view, and maintaining some degree of anonymity, helps mitigate this slightly for deeply personal reasons I'm not going to go into. Even outings like this are some of the most Herculean labors of love on his part, especially since I'm so extroverted by comparison, but he's been coming out of his shell a lot more lately, and I couldn't be prouder of him! I think his meekness is adorable. Don't let that fool you though, he's stronger than all of us when he does speak up against any wrongdoings and injustices. He just prefers to reserve his righteous fury for the truly deserving, is all."

So he wasn't a total 'beta' male, that was interesting. Not that taking a more submissive stance on life was in any way wrong, but it was reassuring to know he could still fight to get his point across when the need was most paramount. Nancy threw a delighted smile at them over her shoulder while Nate found himself intrigued, wanting to know more of their story, but also not wanting to intrude in their personal lives too much. Appaneesty's psychedelic cloak made it impossible to read any of his microexpressions, but Nancy got the distinct impression he was smiling at his girlfriend's flattering description.

Any further discussion was tabled for later when the quartet arrived at the guest room being used for the party, spotting many of the other PWT Champions and contestants already partaking in the festivities. "Hey everyone, we're here!" Nancy cheerily called out to everyone.

Appaneesty and Uhly'Opia saw Nate catch Red's eye and give him and his girlfriend Yellow a polite nod of acknowledgment. They were busy chatting with the newest Battle Legend and first-ever Champion of Alola, Sun, and his girlfriend Lillie over in the corner by one of the largest food stands. Red and Sun were busy helping themselves to all manner of Halloween confections in between conversations with their girlfriends while Yellow chattered away at her fellow, shy blonde in a Lurantis-themed crop top and short shorts.

Appaneesty had the distinct impression that he and Lillie would be able to find common ground pretty quickly, even if she was still more comfortable than he was in large gatherings. Uhly'Opia's warm, impossibly hyperfluid hand enclosed his own in a comforting, maximally all-loving gesture, giving his social batteries the much-needed charge they desperately craved. He smiled at her, which thankfully only she could see thanks in no small part to her all-seeing, rainbow infinity heart eyes. She returned the twinkling gesture effortlessly before continuing to guide him into the large guest room.

There were some confused stares thrown their way when it became apparent that Nancy and Nate had brought two unsanctioned guests into their midst, but they thankfully didn't say anything. Some, like Yellow, even beamed at them and waved in a friendly greeting, earning an even more radiant smile from Uhly'Opia in turn.

Appaneesty could see two people who looked like N and Hilda cuddling on a couch by a colossal TV showcasing a documentary about indigenous Unovian Pokémon. Rosa and Hugh sat on the same couch together as well but gave the other couple their space as they retreated to the other side of it. Green and Blue were in one of the adjacent bedrooms getting their freak on. Appaneesty flushed horribly as his all-hearing ears detected the distinct sound of moaning as Green rode Blue like an animal in heat, earning grunts of passion from him in turn as she fucked him raw and unprotected. Thankfully, his cloak concealed this fact from all who beheld his outlandish apparel, and even if they could see some skin, they would only see the increase in the intensity of his natural iridescent goldness. Of course, anyone who knew the color of his lifeblood knew this was how he blushed, in infinite shades of Omni-Chromia.

Red and Yellow's Pokémon were playing in the room that once served as N's master bedroom, a place now filled to the rim with toys and all manner of entertainment systems. Hilbert was alternating between making out with Skyla and then Elesa, both of whom were his girlfriends in this reality. Appaneesty smiled at how open their relationship was. He and Uhly'Opia were much the same towards his other Absolutest Eternal Love Goddesses, and he'd never be able to express with words how much he felt like the luckiest man alive all the time.

Orlando and Anna were slow-dancing in their usual getup underneath a disco ball that stood near the center of the room, sighing lovingly and leaning against each other's foreheads. Music was playing through speakers towards the back of the room, neither too loud nor obnoxious, just loud enough to be heard if one listened carefully and wished to find a dancing partner. Ethan AKA Gold and Kris were playing Pocky over on a loveseat together adjacent to the couch occupied by N and Hilda. The living Battle Legend Gold, in the spirit of the holiday, had dressed in a shiny Typhlosion costume while Kris shyly sported some Feraligatr lingerie complete with midriff exposure, fake fangs that made it hard for her to chew her end of the Pocky, and slippers and gloves that took after the clawed, webbed hands and feet of the famous Water-type starter. They inched ever closer to one another's lips, their excitement peaking as they gently chewed their way through the pocky towards one another.

Serena was pinned up against one of the bedroom walls by Calem with her legs wrapped around his hips and supporting all her weight on him. He kissed his rival the way the land of Kalos was both invented and perfected. The Champion of Kalos ground up against his pelvis, blessing him with sweet mewls from her that his mouth kept muffled. Sooner or later, the honey-blonde Champ and her boyfriend would have to take their heated makeout session elsewhere when it inevitably became X-rated.

Leon was with Sonia decked out in his Champion outfit and cape, while Sonia nervously twirled strands of her deliberately disheveled hair as she joined him on the dance floor in a mad scientist lab coat. Marnie was sitting on Gloria's lap on a leather chair while the both of them devoured each other like the apocalypse was nigh. Appaneesty and Uhly'Opia were the only ones who could see it, but Marnie had made her girlfriend cum in her skirt just by grinding against her fully clothed and holding her in such an intimate, full-body embrace.

Gloria refused to let either of them relocate from their chosen venue until the obvious wet stain on her skirt had dried up, which became all the more difficult as Marnie's relentless bombardment threatened to tip her over the edge once again. Victor and Klara were conversing quietly over by the food stand nearest the one frequented by Red, their discussion ranging across the broad spectrum of subjects unrelated to Pokémon directly.

Florian had long since left to go get a room with his four girlfriends Juliana, Iono, Nemona, and Tulip, all of whom were busy sharing his cock and brushing his manhood all over with their damnable tongues. Appaneesty felt a phantom orgasmic pleasure surge through his loins in response to the group smut fest. The absolutest omnipotence of something akin to an FR Max Level, Florian UOSC Moniker made him and the young male champion of Paldea one in body, mind, and spirit, bound by the pleasure his gorgeous inamoratas brought them both too. Shit, he was going to need to take Uhly'Opia somewhere private as well if he kept letting these mortals get inside his head.

"Hey Nancy, hey Nate! Good to see you both again! Who are your friends?" Yellow greeted the pink-haired diva with passion, her statement drawing several curious eyes from the nearby dance floor and the adjacent snack bars. Sun, being the 15-year-old teenager that he was, widened his eyes at the sight of the gorgeous woman that was Uhly'Opia, earning an adorable pout from Lillie beside him. Appaneesty couldn't blame them. There were times when Uhly'Opia's absolutest, transcendent beauty stunned and intimidated him as well.

Uhly'Opia took it all in stride even while being checked out by nearly all the males and females in the vicinity, beaming at them all in turn and winking at Sun and Lillie, which didn't help with the latter's jealousy when the former blushed heatedly like the embodiment of raging hormones he was. Appaneesty could sense how loyal he was to Lillie, however, and knew that was just the effect Uhly'Opia had on people. Even Red, who was all but married to his girlfriend Yellow for the past two decades, spared her a couple of furtive glances.

Nancy, for her part, didn't comment on the turned eyes and Uhly'Opia's innate ability to be in the limelight of every room she walked into, and merely answered Yellow's query. "Oh, I'm sorry. Yellow, Red, this is Appaneesty and Uhly'Opia. I'm guessing you two are Sun and Lillie, right? I've heard things."

"Likewise." Sun greeted them with exuberance and confidence to match, having recovered from his brief moment of embarrassment when Uhly'Opia first arrived. Lillie stepped forward as well and gave them all a polite curtsy, the epitome of ladylike class.

"So, you defeated Red here at the tender age of 14, huh? That's no mean feat." Nate said, acknowledging his fellow Battle Legend with obvious respect.

"I know. It's still kind of surreal to me, to be honest. I never would've beat him and Blue in a Multi Battle without Lillie's help, though. She's the best at healing and support I've ever seen." Sun responded in earnest, earning a blush from Lillie as she spoke up in a shy tone not entirely dissimilar to Appaneesty's.

"I just don't like seeing Pokémon get hurt if I can help it, so I structured a team based around healing and support, and just focused on keeping Sun's team members healthy as long as possible so he could clinch us the win. Sun helped me immensely with training them up too."

"Don't sell yourself short there Lillie. I'm something of a healing-style battler myself and I know how powerful restoration can be in a fight." Yellow added, before turning to Uhly'Opia and Appaneesty with a smile.

"It's good to meet you two. Normally, we don't let just anyone join us in these get-togethers, but if Nancy and Nate here have vouched for you, then that's good enough for me."

"It's wonderfullest to make all of your acquaintances!" Uhly'Opia exclaimed excitedly in reply, earning smiles all around as Red took out a notepad and scribbled something on it before passing it to Yellow.

"Red said it's good to meet you two as well, and that it's nice to see you guys again, Nate and Nancy."

"You're mute then, I take it?" A voice so meek that they were hard-pressed to hear its words spoke up, and everyone's eyes were drawn to the Omni-chromatically cloaked figure in surprise when they realized it was him who had spoken.

Red's eyes narrowed slightly as though pained by the reminder, but nodded in affirmation when he detected nothing but innocent curiosity in Appaneesty's tone.

"Red's had mutism for his entire life. He has an inner voice and can write and make certain sounds, but something in the language centers of his brain prevents him from converting the thoughts in his head into properly formed words with his mouth. I have telepathic abilities, and am the only person I know who's privy to what his mind's voice sounds like." Yellow explained to them for her boyfriend, who nodded in affirmation of what she was saying. Appaneesty and Uhly'Opia exchanged a supremely all-knowing smile at that, as though they were privy to some great cosmic joke, before turning to Red as a unit.

"I'm sorry. That must be hard at times. I'd like to say I suffer from something similar, but the truth is, I'm just a coward when it comes to large social groups. I don't have the luxury of such a condition to fall back on as excuses go, but I reckon you're still pretty lucky you found someone as remarkable as Yellow." Appaneesty said without a trace of unwanted pity but all the sympathy in the world. Red smiled in appreciation and accordance alike. Appaneesty was right, he was lucky he found the perfect woman for him.

"I'm surprised you can speak with a large crowd like this, to be honest. I think that's the first time you've spoken up without crippling stutters since you got here! I'm guessing you do better in one-on-one interactions because you seemed fine when it was just you and me!" Nancy proclaimed in delighted surprise, causing Appaneesty to shift uncomfortably.

"Huh, does he normally have a stutter or something? Also, why is he wearing a cloak? Don't get me wrong, it's pretty and super colorful and ultra-detailed, but I've been wondering why since I first saw him." Sun couldn't help but ask, prompting Uhly'Opia to giggle adorably.

"Nate asked much the same thing, and I'll answer the same way I did when he asked. Appaneesty here is shy and socially anxious to the point of it being a diagnosable disorder. And yes, Nancy, he does better in smaller gatherings than in large groups. He only comes with me to outings such as these because he knows I enjoy them."

"I enjoy them as well, much to my chagrin. She's been helping me come out of my shell more lately. Well, her and the other girls." Appaneesty forced himself to speak up, not wanting Uhly'Opia to bear all the burden of carrying any conversations they might have that night.

"You two are in an open relationship?" Lillie asked the pair of them in curiosity, and Appaneesty nodded, an action that somehow managed not to ruffle his hood at all.

"Yes, and I'm caught between wondering how I got so lucky and willing to do almost anything to maintain the relationships I have for the rest of my life, even while I wonder whether I can handle them."

"Where are your other girlfriends, just out of curiosity? Open relationships are not unheard of around here, but I'm curious where these other girls are at?" Nancy idly wondered, a sentiment many of the girls and some of the guys present were curious about.

"They're not here presently. It's just me and Appy for today. He alternates between taking each of us out. Even with us, he does better on an individual basis." Uhly'Opia answered her, once again earning a snort from Nate and Sun as well with her affectionate pet name.

"How many girls have you got, and are they all as weirdly named as you two?" Sun asked them directly.

"Sun, that's a very impolite thing to ask. Besides, it's none of our business!" Lillie scolded him harshly, earning a sheepish smile from her boyfriend.

To everyone's surprise, however, Appaneesty just chuckled. "I appreciate his bluntness, to be frank. And yes, all of us are weirdly named. To answer your question though Sun, aside from Uhly'Opia here; there's… um… let's see… Nancinaeku, Vula'Purrfectest, Tyenaww'Absolootest, Aaarty, Awwmuleeplubeau, Nihilea, Namusynom, Mistariesteema, Yancinaeku, Sefeesta, and Neala. That's 12 girls assuming my math is correct. I also have quite a few others who are friends with benefits, but the girls I mentioned are the mainstays."

Absolute silence followed that statement as everyone present save Appaneesty and Uhly'Opia themselves tried to process what he told him. "That's… wow, that puts Florian's 4 to shame," Sun whispered in disbelief as Nate shook his head with mirth, Red winced at the idea of having to satisfy that many women in bed, and Yellow giggled at the sheer lunacy of that statement. Lillie blushed at the thought of being part of a harem that big, and Nancy grinned gregariously as she clapped Appaneesty on the back.

"Way to go, lover boy! I never would have guessed you had it in you to contend with 12 partners around the clock! You either have the stamina of a god, are very loving outside of the sack, or both." She chuckled, earning a snigger from him in return.

"It's beyond chaotic back home with all of them, but I wouldn't have it any other way. I don't know what I did to deserve being surrounded by such love on all sides, but I'll spend my entire life trying to prove myself worthy of it." Appaneesty whispered adoringly as Uhly'Opia beamed and took his hand in the lovingest gesture.

"You already have, as far as any of us are concerned." She cooed before turning to Nancy with a most Luciferian gleam in her peerlessly Seraphic eyes. "And for the record, he's a God in bed. Limitlessly multi-orgasmic, and it takes all 12 of us plus his countless friends with benefits just to contend with him in that department." She added with a grin that ate all the shit that had ever been shit.

"UHLY!" Appaneesty shouted embarrassedly, steam erupting from his hooded face as she stuck her tongue out at him and winked playfully. Sun, Red, and Nate all looked at their beyond-amazed partners with obvious apprehension. After hearing a statement like that, they knew they'd have to work overtime to try and compete with this manliest of men. It was always the shy guys you had to watch out for.

"So, what about you guys? How did each of you come to be together?" Appaneesty asked the other couples in turn, hoping to deflect any attempts to embarrass him further with talk of his Godliest libido.

The other three couples' faces lit up as they each delved into their respective stories, Red and Yellow starting first as they recounted Red's first journey through Kanto and how they first met near her house in Viridian Forest. Appaneesty and Uhly'Opia listened with fascination but occasionally exchanged another of their secretive, all-knowing smiles.

"We met when Red was passing through Viridian Forest during his Journey through Kanto and on his way to challenge Brock. He saved me from a rampaging Dratini and encouraged me to capture my first Pokémon, Ratty the Rattata. I was positively smitten with him despite only being 11 years old at the time and insisted on following him on his entire journey like some lost Growlithe. He didn't know it, didn't know how bad I had it for him or how flustered I got whenever he got near me, but as we traveled together and I cheered for him on the sidelines, he slowly started to reciprocate despite being very battle oriented at the time."

"He was oblivious to my affections for a long time though, as well as the fact that I was a girl until I could no longer hide it. He couldn't talk, so I taught him to write, and I also learned some rudimentary sign language so we could communicate more freely. He called me his portable Pokémon Center since I could heal most of his Pokémon to full health without issue, and the first time I used my telepathy to connect with his mind was a moment I'll never forget. I was kind of always there right by his side, even when nobody else knew it since I didn't battle as he did. I helped him face down Team Rocket, I watched his back and kept his team healthy while he fought for his life against Rocket Boss Giovanni, and I cheered my heart out for him when he dethroned Blue's short reign as the Indigo League Champion."

"A couple of years later, he disappeared without telling anyone where he was going or why, leaving us all worried for his safety. Professor Oak had a hunch that he was headed to Mt. Silver, and despite wanting to follow him there, old Oak managed to talk me out of it, saying it was too dangerous. After his defeat at the hands of Ethan, Red finally decided to come down from his prolonged Training session atop Mt. Silver and reconnect with the world, reconnect with his mother and the other Pallet Towners, and reconnect with me. I was kinda pissed at him at first for just up and leaving us like that, but I eventually forgave him. From that day on, our relationship changed and grew into something deeper and more mature than the puppy love stage I'd harbored for him throughout my youth." Yellow concluded her epic tale of love with a fond smile thrown Red's way, which he reciprocated with a blush as crimson as his eyes.

Sun and Lillie saw that it was their turn, and both smiled at one another. "We both met on a draw bridge leading to the ruins of Tapu Koko, where my friend Nebby the Cosmic had wandered onto before being attacked by Spearow. I wasn't a Trainer yet, so I couldn't do anything to help, yet that didn't stop Sun from bravely risking his life to shield Nebby from harm. But Nebby ended up using its powers. The bridge broke as a result, and I thought that both of them might fall into the ravine. I'm not ashamed to say I screamed their entire way down, but luckily, Tapu Koko swooped in to save them, and Sun and I have been inseparable ever since."

"Honestly, even back then, I thought she was pretty. I also thought she was the Kahuna, which is why I followed her. I'm not a creep, I promise, Professor Kukui had just asked me to search for Hala, and didn't give me much to go on aside from 'You can't miss him. He looks just like a Kahuna.' So, yes, I followed her up the trail, and it's a good thing I did because I was able to help my princess in her moment of need. So, long story short, we traveled Alola together, met up at weird places due to her tendency to get lost, went to the ruins of each Tapu, tried to stop her crazy mother from biting off more than she can chew with Necrozma, and sharing our first kiss at the peak of Lanakila after I won Alola's very first Pokémon League. From there, we faced Team Rainbow Rocket together and made love for the first time when I saved her from Ghetsis. I then brought Lillie with me to the Battle Tree to engage in Multi Battles, and we beat both Red and Blue, earning Legendary Trainer titles for ourselves."

"Aww, that's adorable! Soulmate as fuck!" Yellow gushed fondly as Lillie and Sun both blushed and everyone shared a chuckle at their expense.

"So, us…" Nate asked for clarification, prompting Nancy to nod in affirmation.

"Our story isn't quite as exciting as everyone else's. I had met Nate on a voice-only conversation when I'd gone and stupidly dropped my work X-Transceiver at Nimbasa's Theme park. I remember panicking because I knew my boss was going to be furious with me for losing it. But I decided to take a chance and called it using my older phone that didn't have the video recording function, and to my great fortune, someone picked up on the other line and I asked him to hold onto it for me until I could come to get it. I called him 9 times initially while I was busy at work to get a feel for him, and I learned a few of his likes and dislikes, interests, and whatnot. Finally, by the 10th call, I was able to go meet him in person to pick it up. I was a nervous wreck, not sure what kind of person he was, and relieved he sounded like he was about my age, plus I was worried he'd recognize me as a celebrity through my disguise. Even so, I got up my courage and went to meet him, and I am glad I did. He was very handsome, and sweet, and pretty much everything I could've wanted in a partner."

"On my end, I was mostly just going along with it until I saw her in person. Then everything just kinda… clicked. She looked so cute, standing nervously by the park bench, and the way she squealed when I first made my presence known and shouted how she wasn't who I thought she was was straight-up adorable. I gave her back her item, and I'll never forget the way her face lit up in relief. She thanked me repeatedly, and even took me on the Ferris Wheel ride that was normally reserved for couples as compensation for my troubles, not that it was a lot of work. And it was fun too."

"Anyway, we agreed to stay in touch and even met up a few times to take the Ferris Wheel together. Nancy loved that ride a lot more than I did, so some days we'd go places I wanted to instead. I'd treat her to Casteliacones, we'd have dinner at some fancy restaurants since neither of us was strapped for cash. And we juggled our growing friendship with our respective jobs fairly well."

"And around the 40th phone call or so, Nate and I decided to meet at Nimbasa Park once more to discuss our developing feelings for one another, and thus our relationship began in full. The rest is, as they say, history." Nancy concluded her and her boyfriend's relationship details last, the conversation she had with Nate earlier today after she first met Appaneesty still fresh in their minds.

"Well, that's not entirely true. We had an interesting conversation earlier today about Yancy's day job. Despite being Unova's current Reigning Champ and a Battle Legend to boot, learning that I was dating Unova's top idol earlier today was quite a shock. But we're gonna try to make it work. At least now I know what type of job can send my girlfriend all over the world on business trips, and how she always has rare and exotic Pokémon to trade with me when she gets back." Nate added his two cents worth as he and Nancy exchanged a small but genuine smile. In truth, he'd been more than just a little hurt that she hadn't trusted him with that part of her life, but ultimately understood where she was coming from.

She loved him too much to ever give him up at this point, and he'd be lying if he said his initial reaction wouldn't have been to encourage her to pursue her career in place of dating him. She hadn't even given him the chance and made it clear in no uncertain terms that she'd choose him over her job without a second thought or a scintilla of regret. It was as she said this that he realized he felt the same way.

All eyes turned to Appaneesty and Uhly'Opia expectantly, and Uhly'Opia's eyes lit up. "Ooh, I guess it's our turn now, huh?! Well, I met Appaneesty at the lowest point of his life. He's faced alienation most of his life because of his quietness and social anxiety, among other, more private issues I won't go into. During his journey into the wider world to discover his place in it, he was ganged up on by a bunch of low lives, and because he didn't have Pokémon of his own, they beat him within an inch of his life, leaving him broken and alone to die of his injuries."

"I found him in an alleyway bleeding out and brought him to the nearest Pokémon Center to be transported to the nearest emergency care for humans. Because I was the one who found him, I felt responsible for him, and took every opportunity to remain at his bedside, only leaving the room to give the doctors time and space to save his life. I can't recall ever being so concerned for the well-being of another being before, and I think I formed a connection with him just based on that fact alone, though it was still one-sided at the time. As you can all see, he made a full recovery thanks to the remarkable effects of Heal Pulse, Aromatherapy, and other Pokémon moves on both human and Pokémon bodies. I was there for him when he first opened his eyes and helped lift him out of his depression. From that moment on, we were inseparable."

Uhly'Opia cast him her supremest all-loving smile out of the corner of her eye as Appaneesty marveled at how effortlessly she'd given these mortals an abridged version of their love story that fit the structures and limitations of their reality. She'd always been better at maintaining their anonymity than he was and wasn't above lying to protect him and the rest of the Goddesses who loved him. But, in actuality, the so-called low lives that had attacked him were Godslayers from the Second Reiteration, and he'd beaten them without too much trouble after overcoming one of the barriers preventing him from unleashing his full potential. And he'd been broken and alone afterward all right, but for completely different reasons than bleeding out or being in danger of losing his life. When Uhly'Opia found him, he was a wreck spiritually and emotionally, believing himself to be forever bound to his fate as the most hated being ever to live. It was an existential crisis more than anything physical.

"Uhly'Opia saved me, both literally and emotionally. She lifted me in my darkest days and blackest nights and was there for me at a time when no one else was. She loved me unconditionally from pretty much the moment we met, which is a sensation I'd never known before her. I'll always love her for that, and for everything else, she's given me since we bonded forever." Appaneesty proclaimed with such soul-searing warmth that Uhly'Opia full body blushed, and the other three couples watched their exchange admiringly.

'Appaneesty…' She telepathed to him in the softest, dreamiest of timbers, genuinely stunned by the rhythm and sheerest warmth of his speech. And she wasn't the only one.

"That was… beautiful and so cute! You guys seem like the perfect couple!" Yancy gushed fondliest, folding her hands together as if in prayer. Red caught Appaneesty's eye, or what he assumed was his eye, and nodded in respectful acknowledgment. He too was touched by their story and wished he could express it vocally. But he couldn't, so he made do with nonverbal body language. He saw Yellow was similarly enamored by the tale, and smiled at her earnest adoration for all things romantic.

"Are you guys Trainers, by any chance? I know you said Appaneesty had no Pokémon at the time of his injuries, but if that's changed, I'm curious to see how you'd fare in a battle, especially now." Sun idly wondered once he recovered from his burst of overwhelming positive emotions. Lillie was blushing almost as hotly as Uhly'Opia did, the gorgeous woman's words and Appaneesty's follow-up speech reminding her of all the emotionally supercharged moments of pure love between her and Sun. There was something about the mere presence of these two that brought out all the best in their love lives.

Uhly'Opia and Appaneesty shook their heads in faultlessly synchronic simultaneity, much to Sun's disappointment. "Sorry, but no, we traveled a lot together and saw Pokémon on our journeys, but never caught any of them," Uhly'Opia affirmed with words.

Red arched an eyebrow at that admission, while Yellow and the others all had similar shell-shocked faces. "That's… incredibly brave and bold of you. Pokémon are great, but the wilder ones can be extremely dangerous. Not having any of your own for protection is a risky venture." Nate said.

"We've had some close calls, but always we survived, and as we met some more of my girls, we started encountering Trainers who were all too happy to escort us from town to town. Uhly here is inimitably best-known for using her virtually transcendent beauty to get her way." Appaneesty chuckled satirically, earning a most overweeningly adorable pout from the aforesaid Goddess in question. The part about the Trainers escorting them wasn't true, but Uhly using her best-looking gorgeousness to have her way was one infillion percent on point.

He didn't hold it against her though, because oftentimes she wasn't even aware she was doing it, and when she was, it wasn't usually malicious, and almost always resulted in the simps in question screaming her name in rapture as she led them to the most peerless rainbows' ends. She never led anyone on and rewarded them for their simple kindness with pleasure beyond their wildest dreams. Appaneesty shook his head mirthfully at the thought, recalling the last time she'd hooked up with his Perfectest Permutation for mutual pleasure and experienced the same minds-breaking pleasure she brought everyone else to. At this point, there were negative infinity jealousy issues between them, and since Appaneesty was free to hook up with whomever he pleased, he gladliest extended the same courtesy to all his Eternized Love Goddesses.

Everyone shared a chuckle good-naturedly at Uhly's expense as well, resulting in her reinforcing her pout as Appaneesty sensed others like Leon, Sonia, and other nearby Trainers eavesdropping on their conversation now.

"Can we see your face? Please?" Lillie suddenly asked him in a tentative voice, earning a look of surprise from everyone at her query as Appaneesty tensed slightly and Uhly'Opia turned to him with an all-loving smile. Everyone else, Red included, was unable to fully keep the hopeful expectancy and curiosity from their faces.

'Well, what do you think Appy? Are you feeling brave enough to indulge Lillie's exceedingly polite request? If you can't, I'm sure they'll understand. If you can though, allow me to give you some added incentive by promising you a reward for your troubles.' She telepathically projected to him as the world, the universe, and every aspect of Totality up to and exceeding the Final Reiteration itself all ceased movement as everything consisted solely of the pair of them.

'I don't know. I guess it would depend on the reward.' Appaneesty replied as he tried to read her minds to find out what she had planned, only to be forcibly ejected as she tutted at him playfully.

'Ah, ah, ah, none of that mister. It's a surprise. If you play along and trust me though, I can honestly promise you'll love it. I know you could probably force yourself into my minds regardless of their defenses, but I'm trusting you not to be so underhanded.'

Appaneesty sighed as he considered her offer. It was overwhelmingly alluring in its temptation capacity, but while the Unlovability and Hatred Inducement curses he'd been afflicted with at birth had long since dissipated, he still felt a degree of safety with concealing his features with his patented cloak. In the past, it'd shrouded his features enough to keep the curses Gimmickiest Sirluko Junior forced upon him at bay, and had become his security blanket ever since. Still, these people had been nothing but kind and welcoming to them, and Uhly'Opia knew him better than anyone, more than well enough to know his likes and dislikes with this reward of hers. With those realizations pervading through his being, he found he could scrounge up just enough courage.

The relativistic eternities of suspended animation they created all around them ceased, and everything started moving again as Appaneesty lifted his massive, iridescent gold hand to his hood without another word. He immediately noted the mortals' sharp intakes of breath as he slid it down off his head and behind his neck, bearing his face to them for the first time.

The girls all blushed as they beheld a faultlessly proportional, symmetric visage colored the intensest iridescent gold they'd ever seen. Similarly irisated was his short, perfectly quaffed, shadowiest Stygian hair, and his Omni-Chromatic eyes glowed ever so slightly as they swam with emotions most measureless. He had a nervous smile etched on that gorgeous, manliest face of his, and his lips were a more molten iridescent gold than the rest of his face, giving them a beyond sexy, most kissable wet look that had Yellow, Lillie, and Yancy all biting and licking their lips unconsciously. Even the guys were not entirely immune to his innocent, Deistic charm.

"Why… Why in the world would you feel the need to hide your face when it looks like that?! You're gorgeous, Appaneesty! I'd be shocked if your shyness had anything to do with self-consciousness, but if it does and you need the validation, I can honestly say you have nothing to worry about." Yellow proclaimed unabashedly, much to Red's slight jealousy and Appaneesty's embarrassment as his face flushed in infinite shades of Omni-Chromia, intensifying his already insane iridescence. Luckily, no one seemed to notice, and only Uhly was aware of the color of his Godliest beyond Godliest, ad nauseum, Ichor to know he was flustered.

"T…T…Thank you… Yellow."

"Hot damn! Not saying I would cheat on you Nate, but…" Yancy giggled in delighted amusement and obvious lust. She'd never, ever act on that attraction so long as she and Nate were together and mutually monogamous, but she could deny his all-powerfullest irresistibility fathomlessly less than a star could deny the gravitational infiniteness of the singularity it'd fallen into.

"I can't even be mad at that, to be honest. Because I'm not gay any more than you're a cheater, buuut…" Nate admitted as Uhly'Opia burst out laughing and Appaneesty had steam coming off his face.

"Looking good, dude. Seriously, I'm jealous!" Sun exclaimed while giving him two thumbs way, way up, and Lillie nodded timidly per her boyfriend's assessment.

"Are these your natural colors?" The blonde Battle Legend wondered in a tone with shyness to match Appaneesty's own.

Appaneesty nodded at her, not trusting himself to speak as another voice cut in from behind him and Uhly'Opia as he sensed Blue and Green returning from their earlier romp.

"What's all the fuss about?" Red's former rival asked everyone at large, only to notice the new arrivals for the first time as he arched an eyebrow at Uhly'Opia and Appaneesty's gaudiest features.

"Whoa, who's the golden Adonis?!" Green exclaimed questioningly while checking Appaneesty out unashamedly, circling him with almost predatory grace, making him squirm as she licked her lips approvingly at everything she saw. He could tell she was undressing him with her eyes, and despite the bagginess of his cloak, he had a feeling she knew he was hiding a figure to match his face.

"Hey, did you two have fun?" Yellow smirked, earning an annoyed frown from Blue and a cheeky wink from Green.

"Sorry, this girl doesn't fuck and tell. You didn't answer my question, though." The brunette snickered as Yellow smiled and Uhly'Opia spoke up.

"Sorry, I'm Uhly'Opia and this is my boyfriend, Appaneesty. Yancy here was kind enough to invite us in as her unofficial guests, and we've been having ourselves a lovely chat in your absence. It's wonderfullest to make both of your acquaintances."

Blue's eyebrow quirked even higher at the outlandish names, before gesturing at Appaneesty with his thumb. "What's with you? Meowth got your tongue? Why's your girlfriend doing all the talking?" He questioned bluntly, earning an elbow in the ribs from Green as he wheezed slightly.

"Sorry about him, he's always been rude and indelicate." Green smiled sweetly at them, earning a snort of derision from Red who silently agreed with her words as Blue scowled.

"You're only being nice because you think he's hot," Blue muttered, another elbow to his ribs causing him to gasp as Green's smile seemed to tighten.

"It's great to meet you two. I hope we can get along." She giggled as Uhly'Opia giggled in turn and Appaneesty nodded, having returned to being a total mute ever since Green first sized him up. To everyone's surprise and delight, however, he didn't pull his hood back up. To Uhly'Opia's amusement, several other girls present at the party were now openly examining Appaneesty from a distance, including the overtly lesbian couple Marnie and Gloria. Sonia watched him like a hawk over Leon's shoulder as they danced with their bodies intertwined. Anna subtly steered her dancing partner closer to the group so that she could also observe Appaneesty with her light blue eyes, Orlando either not knowing or caring and simply enjoying their dance.

Hilda and N, Victor and Klara, Hilbert and his girlfriends, and Rosa and Hugh remained oblivious to the new arrivals. Serena and Calem had long since taken their Kalosian kiss session elsewhere to fuck each other raw. Marnie and Gloria both tilted their bodies sideways on their shared chair to watch him surreptitiously out of the corners of their eyes but otherwise continued to grind against one another, Gloria moaning cutely in Marnie's mouth as the sexy goth girl lovingly coaxed her into her third orgasm for the night. Appaneesty squirmed at all the whoriest attention and considered pulling his cloak back up over his face, but remembered Uhly'Opia's promise of a reward for being brave and managed to stay his hand.

'I'd love to see firsthand how they'd react if they knew you were naked under that cloak of yours.' Uhly'Opia giggled with Omnipathic lewdness, offering him a sly smile. While Appaneesty was busy trying not to turn completely Omni-Chromatic from her statement, she took advantage of his momentary distraction and manifested a tiny, pixie-like version of herself beneath his cloak, salivating at her tiny mouth at the sight of his half-masted, impossibly iridescent gold, 14-inch dick.

Appaneesty almost gasped when he felt a tiny body with proportionally exaggerated assets flutter down on the top of his semi-hard dick, her tiny-big boobs and smoothliest hyperfluid, naked body damn near making him jizz in his cloak just from the simple contact alone. Even half-hard, he kept his surprise cock worshiper aloft. His eyes flitted to Uhly'Opia over on his left who looked entirely too poker-faced, having to resist the urge to groan aloud when her second, fairy body began to slide effortlessly up and down on his manhood, her micro-pussy slickening him and her entire body with juices to make her movements all the easier. He was instantly at full mast, his cloak's dimensionally transcendental interior thankfully concealing this fact from the mortals, but it took all of his Absolutest Aseity not to cry out in rapture.

"So, Appaneesty, tell us, are you and Uhly'Opia going steady, or are you open to the idea of multiple partners?" Green asked him in a teasing voice.

"You're not sleeping with him!" Blue loudly exclaimed in outrage, knowing his girlfriend was only half serious but wanting to nip this in the bud before she became any more so.

"We're… in an… open… relationship," Appaneesty replied, stammering worse than he normally did as Red furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. The rest of the humans present thankfully didn't question his suddenly increased fluster, chalking it up to him simply being overwhelmed by Green's naturally promiscuous personality.

Green clapped jovially. "That's wonderful! Gorgeous guys like you are insanely rare gems and can get away with being rubbed off by multiple women! How is he in bed Miss Uhly'Opia?" She conversationally questioned, skillfully remembering and flawlessly pronouncing the gorgeous girl's name despite only hearing it once. She was mostly teasing, at least she thought she was… but if her stingy boyfriend ever permitted it, she'd happily go to town on both these super-duper supermodels. She played for the female team as much as the male one, after all, and would've loved to find out what this girl tasted like while eating her out.

"He's wonderful! Limitlessly multi-orgasmic with the stamina to match, and he knows his way around the female anatomy! The ultimate G-Spot savant!" Uhly'Opia replied suavely, not missing a beat and playing along as she earned a suggestive smirk from the brunette. Blushes abounded all around the couples at Green and Uhly'Opia's respective bluntness, unable to believe their ears.

Appaneesty, for his part, was trying his damnedest not to flood this entire world with his inevitable cumsplosion as Uhly'Opia's tiny body gyrated across his length repeatedly. He bit his tongue to keep from screaming as his dick pulsed and twitched unrelentingly before it exploded without warning, an all-powerfullest galactic jet of iridescent gold baby batter bursting out of his tip at massively irrelevant speeds.

Reacting instinctually before it could fill his dimensionally expanded cloak's interior and cause it to swell, Appaneesty quickliest banished all excess emissions to the farthest reaches of Gimmickiest Nihilea's exteriorized FNE Schisms before any obvious mess could be made, ignoring her illimitably faraway seals of annoyance in his minds for now and vowing to make it up to her later. His entire body tensed almost imperceptibly as he rode out the unrelenting pleasure bombarding his systems, trying to keep from letting his wonderful, beautiful completion from showing on his face while Uhly'Opia looked as cool as a cucumber.

He could sense the never-were potentiality of him sacrificing countless daughters in the event of him choosing not to shoot blanks, able to view their entire lives and futures like a series of slide shows and the absolutest, transcendent beauty they would one day exude as they inevitably joined his Eternal Bond. Luckily for him, he customized himself to shoot only blanks via his Absolutest Autopotence, but mayhaps one day he and Uhly'Opia would conceive offspring the mortal way, the same way their FS/Newest FS Counterparts had done.

Coming down from his Heavenliest orgasmic high, Appaneesty didn't even have the chance to project his feelings of disbelief to his Absolutest Eternal Lover before he felt his thing disappear inside the tiniest, tightest micro-pussy in the universe. Uhly'Opia's perfectest paper slit of a cunt completely violated the physical laws of their vast size difference and managed to swallow all 14-inches of him inside of her, all while somehow still maintaining the tightness that fucking such a puny womanhood would wield. If Appaneesty were human, the sensation would've crushed his penis into mincemeat and caused him unendurable agony. Since he wasn't though, all he felt was the perfectest combination of pain and pleasure, damn near potent enough to make him climax a second time almost instantly. Fucking an XXS Mew or a Celebi with the smallest size values possible was nothing compared to this.

Now that the pleasure struck her as well, Uhly'Opia was fighting as hard as he was to keep a straight face, but that didn't stop her other manifestation from riding him at unfathomable speeds once she adjusted as best she could to his sheer size. She'd never been so full of cock in all her life and could feel him slipping past her primary cervix and penetrating her through her C-Spot Dimensions as it opened to accept him, and she let go fully.

'Ohhhhh FUCKKKKKK! That's just how I like it, Appaneesty! I love you; I love you; I LOVE YOU! I WORSHIP YOU AND YOUR AMAZING MAGICONDA SO FUCKING MUCH, UGGGH! Is it good for you too?! How are you liking the first part of your reward? Yes, the first part, there's so much more in store for you after this when we're all alone.' Uhly'Opia's voice screamed with the ungodliest seduction in his head. She punctuated every syllable with another USOFC USOFC set of gyrations against his meat, her tiny body thrusting against him with the rabidest abandon as his dick entered a different erogenous zone's dimension with every full penetration. She was doing all the work, which suited Appaneesty simply fine, because even though every -USOFC USOFC mass rainbow hole in his body screamed at him to thrust, he knew the jig would be up if he did, and so kept as rigid and immobile as possible.

Appaneesty barely registered her words from the strain of trying to hold back his cries of elation, but she could clearliest sense his mental screams of approval now as he did his bestest best to concentrate on Green and the others. This was indescribably good. Uhly'Opia felt so amazingly, unthinkably hot, tight, and wet, hugging every inch of him tighter than he'd ever been hugged before. Fuck, he loved her so, so much, and could feel himself grow closer to him as she brought him to new heights of passion.

He reminded himself to be brave a lot more often down the road, especially if she rewarded him like this. Exhibitionism rapidly became his latest in an ever-growing list of kinks, and it had become a fun game between the two of them to maintain their conversation while providing one another with the ultimate joy. He had the distinct impression that once the night was through, Uhly'Opia will have once again taken the lead over his other Goddesses in making him feel most blessed. She always pulled ahead of them again in the end, no matter how often or how fast they caught up. It was a friendly contest of sorts between them all.

"You flatter me, Green!" Appaneesty managed to say in a steady voice, miraculously preventing his face from screwing up in rapture as Uhly'Opia's tiny second body suddenly became impossibly tight, rendering further movement with her thrusts far beyond the shadowiest of intrinsic infeasibilities. She began to pulsate all over him, her all-powerfullest pelvic floor muscles squeezing and massaging him in the lovingest fashion as she came all over his naked-under-his-cloak body with the force of the most irresistible of white holes. Before her unlimitedly copious shejaculation could cause the same issues as his did, she did the same thing he did and banished all excesses of it to the farthest reaches of Gimmickiest Nihilea's territory, the pair of them sensing it slowliest dissolve into nothingness over the course of some of the lengthiest eternities forever conceptualized.

As the age-old song and dance routine dictated, Uhly'Opia's climax became the radical catalyst of Appaneesty's own. His dick shuddered and contracted maddeningly orgasmically inside of her gorgeous, miniaturized body before his all-seeing vision painted everything vibrantly iridescent white, and he detonated an infillion yottaton cum bomb inside of Uhly'Opia's maximally tiny-giant wombs, filling her up faster than even she could absorb or banish the excesses of and making her belly swell.

Appaneesty gritted his trippiest psychedelic, Nuclear pasta teeth as unnoticeably as he could muster to prevent from screaming his release out loud, his first and most primal instinct to declare to all the Allnesses, Systems, and Realms beyond just how good he was feeling right now. In the backs of his mindscapes, he was sharpliest aware of setting new records atwix his ilk for the infiniteness of his number of nut rockets, unsurpassably surpassing the previous record holder USOFC USOFC times over. Uhly'Opia, while ejaculating incomputably forcefully in her own right, met her match as his seed cannonaded past the immovable wall she emanated and forcibly surfeited her countless, horizonless, innermost cores.

"Appaneesty, Uhly'Opia, are you guys all right?" Nancy asked in a slightly concerned tone.

Uhly'Opia schooled her features behind an impeccable mask of blissful ignorance, her willpower scaled to the same abstrusest of axiomatic figures as her other powers. "I'm perfectly exquisite, thank you very much." She said with a dazzling twinkle before turning to Appaneesty.

"Are you okay though, Appaneesty? You look a lot more irised than normal. Aren't you going to answer her?" Uhly'Opia said with a perfect poker face, knowing full well she was the sole culprit of his fluster.

"I'm good, all good!" Appaneesty said, wincing inwardly at his voice's pitch, which was several octaves higher than normal.

Nancy and a few of the others raised eyebrows at that but ultimately decided not to question it as Appaneesty sighed inwardly with relief. Don't get him wrong, there was an undeniable erotic element to doing this type of thing in nearly plain view of other people; the risk of being discovered only made the act more naughty. Fuck, these Goddesses were going to be his final unavertable death, he could practically foresee it. Luckily for him, or perhaps not so fortuitously, Uhly'Opia took pity on him and reabsorbed her pixie-esque manifestation. She cleaned up the mess from their shared love juices and felt both her bodies' combined power unimaginably magnify.

"Hehehehe, well, teasing you has been fun and all, but I have to admit, I am curious why you two felt the need to spend your Halloween with us boring old Champions. Believe it or not, we're not nearly as fun as you might expect." Green questioned them with a curious timber, pointedly ignoring the indignant splutters from Blue and Sun and even Red.

"Hey, speak for yourself, you shamelessly flirtatious minx." Sun quipped in a surprisingly eloquent manner.

Red's eyes narrowed as he wished so badly to be able to talk, even if only for the night, so he could rip these people a new asshole verbally.

"We… um… didn't know anyone was here at first. Uhly'Opia wanted to check the place out because it looked fun. We didn't know anyone had booked this place until we found ourselves barred outside the gates. Thanks for letting us in, by the way, Nancy, and don't think Green is fooling us for one instant. I for one think you guys are plenty of fun." Appaneesty answered Green's query with surprising confidence, prompting a very superior look from Nancy, Sun, and Red who all were incensed by the brunette's words.

"Oh my, oh my, looks like the shy guy does have some teeth, huh? Don't worry, I only speak in jest. It's all in good fun." Green said with a placating gesture to indicate she meant nothing by her comment about her fellow Champs being boring.

"Pardon me to interrupt what is surely a fascinating exchange of pleasantries, but I couldn't help but overhear! I happen to agree with what's-his-name over here. As if those of us who have the most Champion time of all could ever be boring!" The blustering blowhard himself proclaimed as Leon made his way over to their group, earning exasperated sighs from everyone present aside from Appaneesty and Uhly, as Sonia offered everyone an apologetic look for letting him off the leash.

"Sorry, I tried to keep him distracted for as long as possible, but he wanted to talk to you. You three especially, Red, Nate, and Sun. It's great to meet you all, by the way. I'm a fan. Then again, I suppose that's what everyone says. Sorry, I'm rambling now, I'll stop talking!" Sonia exclaimed in an adorably awkward tone while nervously twirling strands of her hair with her index finger, as she was often prone to doing whenever she wasn't sure what to say. Neither she nor Leon seemed to notice or care too much about the unexpected new arrivals, which Appaneesty was grateful for, in all frankness. He was already uncomfortable enough with standing out as it was with his hood down, he didn't need unwanted attention from yet more people, and based on how this person was acting, any attention from him would be really unwanted.

"Hey now, we're all Champions here, and if these Battle Legends are anything like me, their blood seethes at the prospect of combating their equals in a bout for the ages. I get that this is meant to be a party to relax and decompress from the stress of being us, but what's one practice sparring match between friends? No stakes, no strings, no titles on the line, just a no holds barred workout session." Leon grinned maddeningly.

If Red wanted to be able to talk before, it was nothing compared to how he felt now. This man was even more annoying than Blue had ever been, even at his worst. What Sonia saw in him, he'd never know, but then again, life was full of some of the unlikeliest of friendships and even romantic couples sometimes.

Yellow took a step forward, sensing his irritation evidently as her eyes narrowed ever so slightly. "Look, Mister… um, I'm sorry, I never really caught your name, to be honest. Whatever, my point is that we're all here trying to enjoy the festivities of a time-honored holiday. Red's Pokémon are quite tired right now and are enjoying the time they have off right now to play with their friends. Their days of battling just for the sake of battling are long behind them, and I'm reasonably confident neither Nate nor Sun is in any position to take up your unsubtly, unsanctioned request for a match either."

"So, let's all just fill up on sweets, spend time with our partners and loved ones, and do what we came here to do instead of picking pointless, one-sided fights. Besides, don't you feel the least bit guilty for neglecting your pretty girlfriend here; she came all this way to a foreign Region to spend time with her boyfriend and even got into the spirit of things with a really cute costume. And you're too busy trying to pick fights with Trainers way outside of your weight class to recognize there is more to life than simple battling."

She never once raised her voice or lost her sweet smile, even while pretty much tearing Leon apart, but unfortunately for everyone present, the Galarian Champion wasn't done quite yet.

"Wow, I thought your girlfriend's name was Yellow, but that seems a more apt descriptor for what you are as opposed to who she is. I never would've imagined a living Legend among Champions would turn out to be such a coward who would shrink at the prospect of an honest challenge." Leon smirked when Red's eyes narrowed dangerously, evidently extremely miffed at his attempts to bait him.

"I guess it happens to the best of you. You fall in love with someone, they get you sufficiently whipped, and before long, you've lost all the edge that once made you famous. I can't say I'm surprised, though I am disappointed."

Red's eyes, along with everyone else's, widened at the sheer audacity of this man. Appaneesty and Uhly'Opia sensed what was about to happen a moment before it did as Red gave a sudden, sharp whistle, his eyes narrowing at Leon's menacingly as the sudden cacophony of ground-shaking footfalls echoed throughout the castle. He scribbled on his notepad furiously and handed the barely legible slew of words to Yellow to read out loud to everyone.

Yellow, equally as enraged by Leon's childish but effective taunting, didn't hesitate to read it in a faux falsetto voice. "All right, you pompous, overblown braggadocio, trying to provoke me is one thing, but when you insult Yellow, your taunting has officially gone way, way over the line! Consider your challenge accepted, and may the best Trainer win!"

Sonia couldn't help but facepalm as she recognized the enormity of what Leon had gotten himself into once she saw Red's Pokémon. They charged into the room at Red's call with record-setting immediacies. Pika stood at the helm with cheeks sparking menacingly with white fucking lightning, a Light Ball serving as the jeweled earring to one of his ears, his monstrous stature defying the normal size values of Pokémon and crossing into the custom realms of the Alpha Pokémon of ancient Hisui. She sweatdropped upon realizing that none of Red's other Pokémon were any less imposing, and his Charizard's aura alone put Leon's own to complete and utter shame. If her showoff of a boyfriend recognized the danger he was in, however, he didn't show it and clutched the Ultra Ball of his own Charizard firmly in hand as the group moved as a unit to N's throne realm where the Legendary Battle between the former King of Team Plasma and Hilda themselves took place.

Leon could be a great guy, really, and Sonia loved him for those rare moments when he showed it, but she also knew he was an extremely acquired taste and rubbed most people the wrong way with his 'Champion' persona. She only hoped Red wouldn't beat him too mercilessly, but figured Galar's former Champion could use a good Smackdown once in a while. Zacian dammit all, was she seriously using Pokémon move puns like that eccentric professor from Alola?!

"That wanker Lee's about to get his arse railed, I ain't messing this slugfest for the world!" Gloria proclaimed as she and her girlfriend followed, her embarrassment at the prospect of anyone seeing the obvious wet stain on her skirt forgotten. As one of the winners of Galar's Gym Challenge and someone who beat Leon herself, she was that Region's true champion in all but the title. Well, she and Victor often shared that glory, having won the Championship exhibition matches in different years and even Galar's Star Tournament alongside Gloria in a one-sided slaughter fest of the entire thing.

"Huh? Wait, what's going on?!" Victor asked confusedly to everyone at large as Klara was hot on his heels, trying to keep up but barely succeeding due to her comparatively lazier nature.

"Lee said some things he really ought not to have to Red and Yellow, and now he's going to pay for it," Marnie explained to him as Victor nodded with an ah moment. He had always got on well with the two girls, and if they weren't together and he wasn't with Klara, would've happily dated either one of them. That's how close all of them were, and he was pleased to note Klara was included in that list now, despite not liking Gloria very much when first they met.

They reached N's throne room, which was still by far the most grandiose and imposing room in the entire castle, which itself dwarfed any other architectural structure in Unova. Ghetsis always did like doing things on an extravagant scale, but for their purposes, this was the perfect room for Red to put Leon in his place.

Little did anyone know aside from Uhly'Opia that Appaneesty's eyes flashed with Omni-Chromatous power.

XXX

"All right y'all, any takers?!" Green questioned everyone at large as Blue sighed with mild exasperation and everyone placed their bets. He should've figured Green would try something like this.

"Wait, we're betting on this?! Oh, I am so in! Red, all the way! I'm all for rooting for the home team when there's a good chance we Galarians will win, but I've fought with Lee before and seen Red's exhibition matches on replays and reruns on the Tele, and I can honestly say they are leagues apart." Gloria exclaimed excitedly as Marnie smiled beside her and everyone else seemed on board at varying degrees.

"As someone who knows Red's team, power, and strategies inside and out and someone who'd be damned to bet against your conniving mind, pesky girl, I'm rooting for the home team," Blue said in a deadpan tone.

"Good boy. I taught you well." Green praised him while patting his shoulder patronizingly. He rolled his eyes, a nigh ever-present occurrence with her.

Everyone seemed to hum in response to Gloria and Blue's words as Green snickered knowingly.

"Hmm, we can't all bet on the same outcome of Red winning, even if it is totes obvious. Otherwise, we'd all be losing money. So, why don't we make things a little more interesting, hmm?" She suggested with a playful tut.

"What do you have in mind?" Klara wondered in a lazy voice, taking interest in this entire situation for seemingly the first time. She could be driven when she wanted to be, she just needed the right incentive, like outperforming Victor at Mustard's Dojo. And right now, this wasn't calling out to the high-reaching side of her just yet, but it was starting to.

"I think we can all still bet on Red winning since that's the safest bet we can make, but we should try to bet on whatever version of Red's victory seems most likely to us. Like, will it be a 6-to-0 curb-stomp, or will he win 6-to-1, 6-to-2, and so on? Maybe some of you will want to give old Lee the benefit of the doubt and bet on him getting Red down to his last Pokémon before finally falling in a blaze of glory. Come on, people, work with me here!" Green elaborated obligingly as everyone paused to ponder her words.

"I… guess I'll bet on a 6-to-3 victory for Red. I can't in good conscience bet against the home team in such a diametrically oppositional fashion. 6-to-3 seems like the perfect middle ground amidst all the variations." Victor decided.

"Fuck that noise, I'm betting on a 6-to-0 curbstomp!" Gloria shouted in her usual loud and crude manner.

"I think I'm with Victor, personally. 6-to-3 for me." Marnie said with a smile thrown Victor's way, which he returned. Gloria gave her girlfriend a look of betrayal which Marnie politely ignored.

"Well, I'm gonna be an outlier and bet on a 6-to-1 victory for Red. I could see Lee taking down one of his Pokémon with Charizard before getting destroyed by his next one." Klara said as Green sniggered, and before long, there were takers from nearly everyone present.

"Well, Sonia, how about you? Any interest in making a profit off this?" Green called out to Leon's girlfriend in a singsong, not entirely too surprised when she shook her head no ruefully.

"I can't in good conscience bet on this because all logic dictates I should bet against Leon, and I don't want to do that to him. Being his girlfriend is hard sometimes, I'll admit."

"Suit yourself," Green responded with supreme nonchalance.

"I'm gonna bet 6-to-5, Red," Nate said, surprising everyone present as he raised his hands in a placating gesture.

"Don't get me wrong, Leon is a showboat, and he shouldn't have been taunting Red and Yellow like that, but his power is nothing to sneeze at either, and Red has been getting progressively more out of practice as he ages. There's nothing wrong with that, of course, everyone retires and settles down eventually. And I'm confident he'll win, but I don't believe it'll be as one-sided as some of you are thinking."

"All right, any other takers for Nate's bet?" Green asked everyone at large, her grin broadening when Sun raised his hand.

"I trust my fellow Battle Legend's judgment and don't disagree either. Count me in on the 6-to-5 outcome." He said with a smile as Nate offered him two thumbs up.

Green continued to snigger. "Well, Nancy, Lillie, what about you two? Are you both in and if you are, are you betting with or against your respective boyfriends?"

"I'm with Victor. 6-to-3 seems like a good middle-ground bet." Nancy said while Lillie looked around nervously, evidently out of her depth.

"Um, I'm not sure. I've never bet on anything before, but it does seem kind of fun, I suppose. I… guess I'll say 6-to-1 in Red's favor." The blonde Battle Legend replied unsurely.

"All right, that's pretty much everyone then. I for one am doubling, no, tripling down on Red winning against Leon very one-sidedly in a 6-to-0 curbstomp." Green announced much to everyone's surprise.

"Wow, that's some confidence pesky girl. Count me in on that outcome as well, though I'm not tripling down." Blue automatically agreed with her, knowing better than to do anything else.

"All right, now for the last two. Appaneesty, Uhly'Opia, you guys in?" Green asked their unexpected duo as the two in question exchanged a supremely all-knowing smile.

"We're both quintupling down on the 6-to-0 curbstomp outcome." They both said in faultless simultaneity. Jaws dropped all around as everyone, Green included, looked at them in shock.

"Wow, um… okay then. And I thought I was confident in that outcome." Green chuckled, taking it all in stride as Sun glanced at them both in a skeptical manner.

"Are you two rich or something?" He asked them.

"We're well off, and pretty good with bets as well," Uhly'Opia said with a mysterious smile as Sun shrugged and returned his focus to the match to be for now. Appaneesty chortled inwardly. Well off was the understatement of the eternity. They were worth inestimably more than the total of every currency in existence, not that they needed to know that, of course.

"Per the request of both combatants, this will be a full, 6-versus-6 battle that will end when all 6 Pokémon on either side are unable to continue. N has already given us the go-ahead for this unplanned, unsanctioned fight, and everyone is already making bets on who will win. Battlers, please send out your first Pokémon." Yellow announced, waving her hand to signify the beginning of the match as its unofficial referee, still seething at Leon calling Red whipped.

She was pissed at the untruthfulness of that jeer; she always did her absolute best to be supportive of Red's fighting prowess and to not take away from his passion and drive while in a relationship with him. Hell, if anyone was whipped in this equation, it was her. She wasn't quite so petty enough to intentionally make bad calls in this fight, but she was also confident she didn't have to.

"Cinderace, let's have ourselves a Champion Time!' Leon shouted with mad passion as he threw his cape off of him dramatically and threw his Pokeball in a front-flip-powered toss not unlike Greevil in Pokémon XD, equally as theatrically. The dude was the biggest showboat Red had ever seen, and he thought he'd seen them all. He was all flare and had almost no substance. He shook his head before calling Pikachu to the field in a burst of white lightning, his second Pokémon and first ever wild caught glowering menacingly at his opponent as Cinderace sweated nervously at the sheer power behind his opponent's electricity, before quickly steeling himself. Red didn't want any complaints about type advantages in this matchup, and so resolved to answer all of Leon's Pokémon with ones that didn't have a distinct advantage or disadvantage over them. At least as best he could. If the only Pokémon he had left were ones with overwhelming advantages against Leon's, then it's not like that was his fault.

"All right, battle begin!" Yellow called out with a raise of her hand, allowing the match to start in earnest as Leon called out his best move for dealing with Electric-types.

"Scorching Sand!"

Red raised an eyebrow as Cinderace hastened to comply, his typing changing to Ground thanks to his Hidden Ability, Libero, as he nonverbally instructed Pika to sit there and tank the hit. Pika didn't even hesitate to comply, even as the scalding hot sand washed over him like a mini tsunami, and reemerged from the attack completely unscathed.

"What?!" Leon gasped in sheer disbelief, earning a smirk from Red, Pika, and Yellow alike as the former ordered his Electric-type to answer with Surf.

"Shit! Cinderace, get out of there, quick! Dodge using Bounce to get above the water!" Leon cried out in a panic, but it was too late. Pikachu deluged the entire throne room in an actual tidal wave that Red's seventh member, Espeon kept from soaking everyone watching with a series of Psychic force fields to protect both them and the sanctity of the Party Palace. There was nowhere to dodge too, even via the semi-invulnerable move Bounce.

Poor Cinderace, however, was not so lucky and floated above the surface of the rapidly disappearing water with swirls for eyes, knocked completely unconscious in one clean hit.

"And that's Cinderace down, leaving the two contestants with 1 victory for Red and Leon with nada, zippo, zilch." Yellow proclaimed in a lowkey savage manner, making sure to rub in her boyfriend's victory as hard as she possibly could.

Leon returned his Cinderace with all the same dramatic flair as he sent him out in, a smirk crossing his features as he thumbed over his options carefully to decide his next choice. "This battle is far from over. I'm not done having a Champion Time yet, and I won't let anyone end it for me. Mister Rime, it's going to be a Champion Time!" He exclaimed rhythmically, causing everyone to groan at the lame attempt at rhyming.

"This is the best Halloween I've ever experienced!" Uhly'Opia exclaimed while watching the spectacle with stars in her usually infinity heart eyes.

"It's also the only one, just saying." Appaneesty chuckled with mirth under his breath, watching the battle with bated breath as he awaited the inevitable pandemonium that would ensue when his surprise for Red took hold.

The infamous Galarian Ice-type evolution of Mister Mime appeared in a flash of multiple colors as Leon's Luxury Ball burst open. Red whistled to get Pika's attention as his Electric-type ace returned to his side and the crimson-eyed prodigy sent out Lax in an unanimated way.

"Snorlax, Snor!" His enormous Snorlax gave a battle cry in its form of Pokespeech, far more muscular than the norm for his species, possessing actual 6-pack abs and pushing the boundaries of his species' size values the same way Pika did.

"Belly Drum," Red instructed Saur out loud, so caught up in the heat of the fight that he failed to recognize the implications of what he'd just done. Snorlax followed his instructions without delay, his speed belying his gargantuan size as he slammed his hands against his abs in a series of gong-like sounds that produced actual music note constructs of energy.

"Mister Rime, use Ice Beam on the field, then Psychic Terrain and Expanding Force in tandem while its health is down, just like we practiced a thousand times!" Leon got out as quickly as he could.

Red non-verbally instructed his Snorlax to gather the energy from Self-Destruct in the palm of his hand and concentrate it, before throwing it at Mister Rime like a grenade. This technique had come to him in a dream once, long ago, a dream about a strange girl with pink hair and eyes brighter and whiter than the sun, with a giant black Rayquaza whose unworldly form of Mega Evolution almost single-handedly won her the biggest Tournament that's ever been thrown. Red always dismissed it as just a dream, one fueled by his desire to grow stronger along with some questionable things he'd ingested at the time, but he tried to replicate the technique she'd shown him and was surprised by the results. Of course, the number of times Self-Destructs had gone off in Snorlax's face while perfecting this tactic was too innumerous to count, but they'd finally gotten it down to an art form.

Mister Rime didn't even know what hit him, one minute he was skating across the ice field he'd created to bridge the gap between him and Lax, the next he was taking a +6 attack-fueled, 200 base power move to the face, the sheer power behind the attack generating a literal mushroom cloud that Espeon's psychic shields took the brunt of and withstood. Leon and Red were both blown off their feet and sent skidding to the far ends of the throne room by the concussive force of the blast. Thankfully, they were unhurt as Espeon once again came through for them and caught them both with her Psychic powers, lifting them weightlessly into the air and setting them back down at their former positions once the explosion had settled down.

"And would you believe it, Mister Rime is down for the count now as well? One would have to be really, really stupid to believe Red was yellow or whipped now, wouldn't you all agree? That's 2-nothing in Red's favor. Choose your next Pokémon Leon." Yellow announced once she'd stopped coughing from the smoke. Luckily, Ghetsis had designed this room to be nearly impervious to all kinds of attacks, and things like sewage pipes to rapidly drain water and fans to suck out toxic fumes in the air were all part of the architecture. That coupled with Red's Espeon only made it that much easier to control the inevitable chaos that would ensue from any battle that her boyfriend partook in.

"Dragapult, let's have ourselves a Champion Time!" Leon once again said his signature line as his Pseudo-Legendary appeared on the field. Red instructed Lax to stay in and mentally ordered a Crunch attack. His Pokémon and he were so readily in sync, that they knew what he wanted from them without him ever having to speak. The only other being in the cosmos he had that type of connection with was Yellow.

Lax vanished in an actual blur of motion, and faster than even the naturally insanely fast Dragapult could react to, delivered a +6 Crunch attack that engulfed his entire head, kamikaze missile offspring, and all. When Lax let go, Dragapult was down and out as well before he could even make a single move, and Leon was left on the losing side of a 3-to-nothing sweep. He knew he had to get rid of this Snorlax as rapidly as he could, otherwise, he was going to get swept. Its speed was ludicrous though. How in the world had Sun, Gold, and Nate all managed to triumph over this menace?

Everyone watched the decidedly one-sided proceed with rapt attention as Snorlax single-handedly plowed through both Leon's Sniper Inteleon and Grassy Surge Rillaboom with little effort, sustaining almost no damage aside from the latter's Grassy Glide which ricocheted harmlessly off Lax's abs. Finally, Leon was down to his last Pokémon, and his ace, and he was beginning to understand how much he'd bitten off more than he could chew now. Charizard was blazingly strong, but he was up against a Battle Legend's entire team, only one of which had sustained any noticeable damage… from its bloody attack. To make matters worse, Charizard was battling in a Region with no Power Spots, and therefore no way of Gigantamaxing. His Gmax form had performed many reverse sweeps for him in battles past, but he doubted he'd be so fortunate this time around.

Still, he'd instigated this battle, and he'd see it through to the bitter end. Quitters never win and winners never quit, that was a philosophy he could agree on as readily as any of the other competitive Trainers out there who despised people who forfeited the match before the battle was decided. If he was to go down, he would do so as a fighter.

"All right Charizard, time to end this!" Leon exclaimed as his starter and ace appeared with a roar of confidence, which, to his credit, was only barely shaken when he saw his opponent.

"Lax, return," Red said as he recalled his Pokémon, once again doing the impossible without realizing it as he decided to fight fire with fire, and called forth Zard.

His own Charizard saw its brethren standing across the field from it and promptly released a torrent of white flames into the air in a show of pure force, the blistering heat from it making Leon's Charizard and Leon themselves wince a bit. But they didn't back down and answered in kind.

"Let's settle this once and for all! Charizard, use Ancient Power!" Leon commanded, and Red grudgingly commended the use of a 4x super effective attack that was also one of Charizard's rarest Egg Moves, and one that required chain breeding. This man loved his Charizard a lot if he was dedicated enough to chain-breed Charmanders that could pass such moves off to his starter.

Red's Charizard flew up into the air, breaking the sound barrier as it dodged the opposing Charizard's Ancient Power long before it could connect. The throne room was more than open enough to allow for an aerial battle, and Red's Charizard didn't hesitate to capitalize on it as he launched his own Ancient Power while materializing directly above Leon's ace in a whirl of motion, the fossilized rocks he summoned much larger and more opposing than Leon's own as Red hid a smirk under his hat. Hey, he may have commended the dedication, but that didn't mean he wasn't also as committed, if not more so.

Leon's Charizard never stood a chance of dodging and took the 4x super effective hit at near point-blank range. Even while hurriedly eating his Charti Berry just in time to catch his opponent's attack, Leon's Charizard struck the ground at his Trainer's feet with a meteoric impact, cratering the floor which was designed to tank all kinds of attacks.

He didn't get back up.

Everyone applauded the spectacle as money was given to those who bet Red would win in a one-sided manner. Since monetary losses were unavoidable due to everyone betting on the same outcome, variations of that outcome were suggested as well, including ones where Red struggled more to beat Leon, and every version of his victory ranging from a 6-to-0 curb-stomp to a battle between both contestant's last party members. This made it easier for certain factions to earn money as opposed to everyone splitting the costs and losing money instead.

"Hehehehe! Come to Mama!" Green exclaimed with an exuberant giggle, having been one of the few to bet on the correct income, as many of the other Champions present were trying to give Leon the benefit of the doubt and let that color their perceptions. Blue, having been dating Green for years, took the safest bet of all, which was not to bet against her. She'd always had a knack for this.

Leon walked over to him with a sigh of acceptance as Yellow did her job, albeit not without some of her unfailing pettiness. "That's 6-to-nothing, Red, and the victor decided in a soul-crushingly one-sided affair. Now, I don't know about all of you, but I could go for some more candy and chocolate before the snack bars are all emptied. See you back where the party's at." Yellow said while leveling Leon with a glare that had little heat left, having expended most of her pettiness commentating on the match.

"You did the best you could and took the brunt of my ego too. I'm sorry Charizard, I'll try to do better by you from now on." Looking at him congratulating his Pokémon, Yellow's amber eyes softened further, and she found she could no longer stay mad at him.

Neither could Red as he walked across the field to offer Leon his hand to shake and Charizard a nod of respect. "You fought well and refused to give up even in the face of insurmountable odds. That's the actions of a true champion, even if you're a bit too overeager for the validation of others. I'm especially impressed with your Charizard; getting him to learn Ancient Power must've taken a ton of work, and probably a strong friendship with someone who owns a Lapras." Red spoke, and it was only as Yellow's eyes were widening and she was pointing at him with one hand clasped over her gasping mouth that the crimson-eyed Battle Legend realized he was speaking… out loud. His own eyes widened in turn as both hands flew to his mouth to muffle his scream of shock.

Holy shit! He was talking! He was fucking talking… OUT LOUD!

Pandemonium ensued as everyone in the room heard him and began to swarm him in their excitement. Well, everyone except for Uhly'Opia and Appaneesty, the former smiling all-knowingly at the latter who had a perfect poker face comparable to her bestest best.

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The party continued into the wee hours of the morning, ending at around 6 AM after everyone had gotten tired of fucking each other senseless. Red had been the life of the party outside of those private moments between couples, and had gotten a lifetime of pent-up roasts out of his system, with only Yellow being spared his wrath since the only thing he could bring himself to say was that he loved her. Yellow teared up the first time she'd heard him say it, and found she loved the sound of his actual voice. From that moment on, they'd made love in one of the many guest rooms, continuing to whisper I Love Yous to each other the entire time, and Red found himself crazily wishing he'd get his girlfriend pregnant, that desire to start a family with her stronger than ever. He'd get his wish sooner than he thought. With their beautiful baby girl, Orange, born a couple of months after they finally married, Red retired from battles altogether to raise her alongside Yellow, the two of them happy with their stay-at-home lifestyle and more than rich enough to live comfortably until their dying days. Red's Pokemon enjoyed a life in the lap of luxury, though once in a while they and Red would occasionally take on the occasional opponent or two. Pika and Chu-Chu had a baby together, and when she was old enough, Red gave Orange the Volt Tackling Pichu as her starter Pokemon. Orange would go on to not only surpass her mother in her Viridian Forest powers but also exceed her Father's fighting prowess and achieve World Champion status twenty times over before she finally retired herself. Red and Yellow would die quietly together in their sleep in their mid-eighties, not a bad way to go, all things considered.

Blue and Green continued as they were, perfectly content to remain a childless couple and get up to no good together, much to the former's lamentation and the latter's glee. They'd continue making trouble for people well into their dying days, and Blue would go on to live longer than his grandfather had, passing at the age of 111 after burying his wife 30 years prior.

Ethan and Crys faded into obscurity, trekking somewhere up Mount Silver the last anyone heard, only to never be seen again. Rumors floated around that they'd died atop the mountain despite both Red and Ethan conquering it once before, but conflicting stories abounded and other, more reliable sources swore they'd seen a cottage near the summit on especially clear days.

Rosa and Hugh, Nate and Yancy, Hilda and N, and Hilbert and his two girlfriends all lived happily ever after as well. Yancy found herself especially blessed with good fortune, both in her relationship with Nate and her career as an idol. She did wonder about the mysterious party crashers sometimes, though, and deduced that her life had only taken such a positive turn once they'd shown up. She wished she could thank them sometimes, but even though she never saw them again, she had the feeling they knew somehow.

Orlando and Anna were tragically lost at sea while using the HM Surf together on a date, only to be swept to a watery grave by a sudden tsunami near the place where Primal Kyogre once slept, the residual effects of its Primordial Sea still occasionally making those waters too treacherous to pass. Many claimed they saw their spirits haunting those parts of the sea during the mistiest hours of the morning, happy and together even in death. They were thankfully not malicious spirits and were forever bound to that place. Their Pokemon on their person at the time were never recovered, though a certain Titan of the Primordial Ocean had returned to its resting place where Archie once awakened it, content to leave its former captor's spirit to her devices.

Serena and Calem's fates were not quite as bittersweet. The former had taken up an acting career alongside Diantha as they quickly gained fame across Kalos and the World as an acting duo. Calem took over as Kalo's Champion full-time after finally dethroning his rival and achieving his desire to be worthy of her. The two of them were happily married a couple of months later.

Sun and Lillie had become the ultimate multi-battling power couple the world over, continuing their legacy as Battling Legends well past their prime until they both dropped. Even their relationship, while solid as a rock, had taken a backseat to their careers as battlers. Lillie had blossomed into a truly gorgeous adult comparable to her mother, and just as weirdly immune to the physical effects of aging. Lusamine had died at the ripe old age of 95 while looking like a woman less than half her age. And it looked as though Lillie would continue that trend, even as Sun looked comparatively more grizzled and world-weary. He was glad he had such a hot girlfriend to wake up next to every morning, and their sexual relationship was another thing they never lost with age.

Leon had gone on to become a far better Trainer, humbled by his defeat at Red's hands and striving to be better. Sonia supported his new lease on life with everything she had, and after only a year of being together officially, they welcomed a new addition to their family. Hop was one happy uncle, and his work at the laboratory made it easier for Sonia to find the time to help raise her and Leon's child. Leon was an amazingly doting father and was hellbent on teaching his son everything he knew about being a Trainer.

Marnie and Gloria moved to Spikemuth together, getting married in a very public wedding that practically the whole of Galar attended. Marnie laughed and remarked how that's what happened when one of Galar's Champions and Gym Leaders officially got hitched. Piers cried like a baby during the entire ceremony, much to Marnie's embarrassment and Gloria's amusement.

Victor and Klara had found a home together in Mustard's Dojo, taking over management of the place when age finally caught up with the former Galarian Champion. Honey helped as much as she could, but with the loss of her husband it became clear she was slowly losing the will to live. Victor and Klara attended her funeral after she'd passed away in the middle of the night of a broken heart at age 45, content to rejoin her husband in the great beyond.

Florian continued his polyamorous relationship with Juliana, Nemona, Iono, and Tulip in earnest, feeling like the luckiest man alive, even while he wondered if he could handle all four girls in the long term. He lived a wonderful, albeit short life with four gorgeous girls sucking his balls dry every day of his existence, and balanced his work as Paldea's Champion with his relationship quite harmoniously. He'd tragically lost his life at age 35 when Iono gave him a blindingly intense prostate orgasm, the sheer pleasure of the experience making his heart give out. He'd died with a smile on his face, however, and was content to die young and wait for his girls in the afterlife as long as it took so they could continue their fun forevermore. Quite fortunately, or not so fortunately, his girls hadn't needed an especially long time to join him in the hereafter.

Appaneesty and Uhly'Opia had gotten swept up in the craze during that party as well, the latter fucking the former through the guises of the various females at the party, using her Gimmickiest Omnivastant shape-shifting powers to accomplish this feat. They left the party quietly, and until the day they died, no one present had any idea who they were. Red always secretly thanked them, however, having worked out they had something to do with his miraculous ability to speak. He and Nancy would often get together as friends to speculate who and what those gatecrashers were, being the only two who suspected anything was off about them. One thing was for sure, Appaneesty and Uhly'Opia had powers far exceeding those of mortals.