Sausage notes: Oh dear, everyone! I may have gotten into a spot of bother, recently! (At the time of writing, because I took too long to finish the chapter, lol)
I was on me way to bed, ready to have a right ol' kip, when I came across some shitty spam fics. I was like 'lol, they'll probably be deleted soon, anyway, ufufu,' and went ahead and posted a shameless self-promotion for the shits and giggles of it.
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Either way, sorry everyone! Make sure you go and block people who make spam fics preemptively incase I do something stupid again in the future, won't'cha?
Thankfully, the site admins actually stopped having a wank and actually did their jobs for once by deleting all the spam reviews. The review count is still borked, though, so feel free to deduct twenty-ish reviews from the count of this fic, and five from Comrades. I'm not that popular, sadly. XD
Last time: O shit! Buneary's nekky! (Also, she and her friends are chinchou/lanturn, but that's not important, lol
Also, Bradley learns about carrot & stick-based gaslighting.)
Chapter Twenty: The Bare Necessities
Eiscue sighed loudly while standing against a big upwards facing spike. Despite coming outside for some fresh air while the others took care of the starly baby - until its folks came home, anyway - he couldn't relax at all.
Sneasel - who had also come out for a break - looked at him curiously from a different big spike he was leaning against. "Are you alright, there, Eiscue?" he asked.
Eiscue turned his gaze towards the sky, getting a good look at the rest of the tall, spiky mountain as he did. "I just don't get it, dude. I just don't get Pikachu at all," he replied.
"Hmm, he's a hard one to figure out, alright. Not only stealing Stunky's belongings, but Spiritomb's as well. Clearly it's not just girls he has something against."
"But he didn't even steal my stuff." He slapped his flippers against his ice over and over again in irritation. "Aghhh! This is driving me insane! Who helps only one guy out, but messes with everyone else!?"
Sneasel let out a sigh of his own. "I'm afraid you've got me there, my friend. Perhaps, when we catch the fiend, we shall conduct a bit of an interrogation."
Eiscue looked at him worriedly. "Uh oh. Who's getting good cop and who's getting bad cop?"
Sneasel laughed. "We don't necessarily need to do the good cop, bad cop routine, Eiscue. Even if Stunky is rather miffed about the whole situation."
"I'm more scared about what Spiritomb might do to the guy..." Eiscue mumbled.
"Haha, he's more likely to be the good cop, believe me, Eiscue. Far too much of one, at that."
"If you say so, dude..." Eiscue's eyes widened as something occurred to him. He shot a bright grin in Sneasel's direction. "Oh, hey, congrats on the new girlfriend, by the way! She's pretty, uh... pretty!" She seemed sorta dopey, too, but that probably wasn't a good thing to say about someone's girl.
He expected Sneasel to grin back and thank him, but instead, he groaned with an awkward grimace. "Thank you... Eiscue."
The penguin blinked. "Oh, didn't take ya for the bashful type, sorry."
"Oh, that isn't it, my friend... It's a bit of an awkward subject, you see."
"Huh? You didn't knock her up or anything, did'ja, dude?"
Sneasel did a spluttering double take. "E-Eiscue! Nothing like that! It's a matter of her having a crush on me, is all!"
"Oh..." Eiscue laughed. "Had me going for a loop, there! A crush is way easier to deal with!"
Sneasel let out a long huff through his nostrils and looked to the sky, arms crossed. "That may be debatable, I'm afrai-" His eyes widened. "... Hm? Eiscue, do you see that?" he asked, pointing upwards with a claw.
"Huh?" Eiscue muttered, looking up. He saw something in the distance, rapidly falling toward them from much higher up on the mountain.
"Did someone throw something off those big platform things?" Eiscue asked, gesturing to the highest big mountain blade... thing that was a part of the mountain.
"Hmm..." Sneasel muttered, focusing intently. "Thanks to my Keen Eye, I should be able to tell-" He put a paw to his mouth and gasped. "Holy...! Eiscue, it's Noctowl! He's falling, unconscious!"
"Wait, what!?" Eiscue yelled, straining hard to see better. He couldn't make out any proper details, but the shape of the falling thing seemed noctowl-ish! "Oh, crap, Sneasel! We've gotta save him!" He spotted another thing falling off the side of the blade high above. It seemed distinctly Togetic-shaped, so it must've been her, too! "No way! I think that's Togetic, too!"
"Don't worry, I'm on it!" Sneasel replied, digging through his bag. "I should have a wand to teleport them to us safely, around here... somewhere...?"
Eiscue eyed his falling buddies with concern as they came closer and closer. Gah, they didn't have time for this!
He slapped his flippers against his head as hard as he could. The big ice cube surrounding his head shattered on impact.
With his head freed, he felt his mind become clear. He knew what to do!
He conjured a snowflake in his flippers. When it was big enough, he flung it into the air. Once high enough, it burst into a cloud of frost, forming several big icicles in midair within the mist.
"Oh, excellent idea, Eiscue!" Sneasel praised. His body glowed white on what looked like Quick Attack power as he leapt high into the air. "Allow me to help!"
When high enough, he stabbed into an icicle. He clung to it, using his claw as an anchor. He eyed Togetic as she came closer. "Can you get Noctowl?" he called down to Eiscue.
"You bet!" Eiscue called back, throwing more snowflakes high into the air. Those, too, expanded into frost, soon producing many icicles in a long, vertical line.
Just seconds later, Noctowl landed onto the highest floating icicle. It fell under his weight, but crashed into another icicle, and then another, and then some more, slowing his descent with each one. As the collection of icicles finally smashed into the ground, Noctowl's momentum had been slowed to the point where his landing on the giant pile of slush left behind was a comfy one.
Happy he was safe, Eiscue looked to see how Sneasel was doing. He stayed clinging to the icicle Eiscue had left floating in midair earlier, until Togetic came close enough for the weasel to leap up and grab her. The icicle fell and crashed into the ground below him as he came tumbling down, the girl in his arms. Any other icicles remaining disintegrated into vapor.
"Woo! That was sweet, Sneasel!" Eiscue cheered, pumping his flippers into the air in celebration. Man, if they'd just let his teammates fall, it would've taken ages trying to find them again, no thanks to the whole teleporting on death thing.
Landing on the rocky ground with a grunt, the weasel turned to face the penguin, grinning. "Why, thank you, Eiscue! All thanks to you, of course!"
Face warming, Eiscue rubbed the back of his head. "Wellll, I guess I did sorta do cool, huh? Haha!"
Sneasel huffed out a chuckle. His grin faded into a confused frown, though. "Alas, I don't think this is Togetic..."
Eiscue's beak went wide in surprise. "Huh? What?" He looked at whoever was in his arms. It was a feminine yellow cheerleader bird, who was pretty flat, from the looks of things.
... Wait, no, he had a bit of a crotch bulge. Definitely a dude. Weird...
"Huh, wonder what he was doing with Noctowl?" Eiscue asked.
Sneasel gave him a curious look, though when his eyes glanced down at the bird, his eyebrows raised in understanding. "Oh, he is," he muttered. He cleared his throat. "Uh, that's a very good question, indeed! Perhaps we should go back inside to tell the others what has happened."
"Yeah, and get these guys healed up, too," Eiscue added, eyeing up the glass shards that were mysteriously covering the little guy's body. He stopped to look down at his treasure bag. "... Wait, I could just heal 'em, now. I have a whole bunch of tiny revivers I brought along."
"Hmm... let's wait until we're with the others, perhaps." Sneasel gently brushed some small shards of glass out of the cheerleader's feathers, wincing at the sharpness of them. "Tiny reviver seeds won't heal them fully, so we're better off letting Ponytale be around to heal them once we revive them, so as not to strain them with the journey. Also, the last thing we want is for this fellow to attack us like the staraptor I mentioned to you did."
Eiscue laughed. "Man, I wish I coulda seen the guy. He sounded like he was a total hoot!"
Sneasel's features grew more disturbed. "I... don't think I would agree with that, my friend. At all."
Grumpig poked her head out of the rock pool she'd been searching through, having not found what she'd been looking for.
"Found her, yet?" she called out, rubbing the water off her face. Her newfound flipper felt weird on her wet, slippery skin, but she digressed.
"Not yeeettttt~!" Maractus called back from beyond some rocks in the distance.
"N-No, I... haven't," Rufflet responded from high in the cave, gulping audibly after.
Grumpig let out a deep sigh. "Okay, same here," she called back.
Good legends, Buneary sure knew how to make a day interesting, it had to be said. They hadn't even known her for more than a couple of hours, and already, she'd caused a kerfuffle Grumpig would likely remember for the rest of her life.
Seriously, how had she managed to go half-naked for so long without noticing? It made sense that they hadn't seen her vagina, because they were much taller than her, even as lanturn... but really, though, had they really never seen her backside this whole time?
If nothing else, the way she'd reacted by screaming and running for dear life after they'd seen her wet, gaping problem suggested it wasn't something that happened often, despite the predicament with Marowisp earlier in the day.
Tsk, either way, Grumpig could tell already that having her on the team was going to be a hell of a time, for better or worse.
"Oh, uh..." Rufflet suddenly called down to her, "I thought I saw a chinchou just then, at the end of the cave! Is that perhaps her?"
"Likely. Alright, c'mon back, kid!" she called back.
The bird flew down to her. Maractus hopped over to meet them both seconds later.
"Thanks, Rufflet~!" Maractus sang, going in for a hug.
Yelping, Rufflet dodged out of her reach. "No! No more dirty antics! I'm taking the hooligan to be thrown into prison!"
"Aww...!" Maractus said, still smiling despite the disappointment.
"Tsk, you're such a little prude, y'know that, kid?" Grumpig sassed. She blinked. "Actually... how old did you say you were again?"
"I'm almost three, actually," he replied haughtily.
Grumpig made an 'o' shape with her mouth. That would explain it. He was still real young, wasn't he?
She huffed in amusement. "Well... give it half a year or so, and I'm sure you'll be changing your tune, soon enough."
Maractus giggled at her comment. He, instead, frowned at her questioningly. "... What?" he asked.
"Eh, never mind. Anyway, what did that ninjask do?" Grumpig asked. "I doubt he's wanted for murder, or anything that heinous."
"No, he's a hooligan," Rufflet responded. "Speed Pest Ninjask, wanted for 'mischief and being a general nuisance upon evolving', the notice said." He straightened his back and smiled smugly. "Thanks to me, it's off to jail with him!"
Grumpig snorted in amusement. "You really think he's gonna go to jail for that? At worst, Officer Magnezone might give him a good scolding, but that's about the best you can expect."
Rufflet's demeanor deflated. "That's... uh..."
"We could even do it ourselves, and give Magnezone a nice break~" Maractus chimed. "Where is he?"
"He's... here?" Rufflet replied, tentatively reaching into his bag. He frowned. "B-But it's impossible! You'll never reform an outlaw that easily!"
Grumpig smirked and put a flipper on her side. "Try us, kid," she replied.
Rufflet brought a glowing, transparent sphere the size of a large oran berry out of his bag. It had the tiny figure of a ninjask inside of it, quietly seething as he lay down.
Rufflet handed the ball to Grumpig, who held it in the air for the three explorers to see. "Hey, Ninjask," the former pig said.
"What? What do you jerks want?" the ninjask asked irritably. His voice echoed, being amplified by the prison ball he was kept in.
"D'you know why our feathery friend came over to give you a roughhousing?"
The ninjask's wings flared up, emitting a low buzz as he frowned. "I don't know! He just came over and picked a fight with me, the jerk! I just wanted to fly and show off my wings!"
"What did you do while showing off, though?"
The ninjask calmed down, eyes widening in apparent confusion. "Y'know... just, uh... not much. I mean, I annoyed some pokémon by messing about, but..."
"Aww, Ninjask...!" Maractus said, moping. "It's okay to fly, and stuff, but you can't go around causing a big ol' ruckus, or you'll upset everyone...!"
The ninjask's eyebrows knitted somewhat guiltily. "I... I guess..."
"Look, kid," Grumpig started, smiling. "We'll cut you a deal. If you try to stop pestering people in the cave, we'll just let you off the hook. Sound acceptable enough?"
The ninjask let out a long breath. "Alright, fine. I'll try, and stuff..."
"Yaaay~!" Maractus sang, cheerfully waving her flippers in rhythm to a nonexistent tune.
Grumpig let out a huff. Well, it wasn't the most enthusiastic of responses, but he seemed to be telling the truth, all the same. "Alright, cool," she said. With one flipper, she unclipped her badge from her treasure bag, which was where she kept it because she couldn't be bothered putting it on every morning.
"No, no, what do you call this!?" Rufflet shouted, flapping his wings in flustered irritation. "He has to go to jail! Or see the officer! Or whatever!"
"He learned his lesson, so he's a free man," she responded, putting the prison ball on the ground, aiming her badge at it and squeezing the wing decals of the badge together. "There ya go."
A beam of red light fired out of the badge, hitting the prison ball. It shattered into nothing on hit, allowing the ninjask's body to grow back to its normal size. Though he flapped his wings at a sonic pace, he failed to lift off from the ground.
"Still feeling faint, eh?" Grumpig asked. If that was the case, he wouldn't be going anywhere anytime soon.
"Y-Yeah..." the ninjask responded, letting his wings go limp.
"Aww, and his shell's still cracked from the fall, Grumpig!" Maractus added. "Let's leave him an oran berry!"
"Sure," Grumpig replied, grabbing a couple of them from the bag and tossing both to him.
"Thanks, ladies..." the ninjask replied, taking one and nibbling on it. Hopefully, with them and some rest, he would be back up to strength in less than an hour, despite his fainting.
"Outrageous! Simply... outrageous!" Rufflet yelled, stamping his talons into the ground. "Not only are you letting him off the hook, but you're rewarding him, too!?"
Grumpig rolled her eyes. "Oh, pipe down, kid. He learned his lesson, and you'll still get your rank points for curing his mischief, so everything's good," she retorted.
"Teehee! Curing mischiiief...!" Maractus giggled out, eliciting a sassy eyeroll from Grumpig. She knew what the cactus was getting at. That phrase wasn't that nerdy...
"But... But my justice, though!" Rufflet argued at Grumpig's point.
"I don't want your justice, anyway!" the ninjask retorted, sticking his tongue out at him.
"Ughhhh...!" the bird growled loudly, looking about ready to let loose a rage-filled scream. Instead, he inhaled deeply and then exhaled doubly as deeply. "No. No, I'm above this." He puffed out his chest in a dignified manner. "You can be as free as you want, it matters not to me."
"Thank Arceus," Grumpig said dryly. "Now, can you go home, before Donphan catches you slacking off, and you lose your pay for the day?"
Rufflet huffed. "That matters not! Chores are beneath me. I only do things that are worthy for someone of my noble title! Such as apprehending outlaws, and... that sort of thing!"
Maractus giggled and smiled impishly. "But I thought your title was Uppity Rufflet, Rufflet!" she joked.
The ninjask chuckled. "Yeah, that sounds like something you should have, baby," he teased.
Rufflet's nostrils flared. "No!" he shouted. "No, I am Noble Rufflet! Because, like all the nobles in the movies and books, I am highly cultured!"
Grumpig nearly brought up how nobles in works of fiction were oftentimes unpleasant, and sometimes even evil... but she was eager to avoid more of his ranting, so she decided not to disclose that.
"Alright, well, why don't you take some of that 'culture' of yours back to the guildhouse?" Grumpig retorted instead, rubbing at where her pearl used to be. "If you're quick enough, you could try scrubbing up some dust to avoid a lecturing."
"Hmph! While I'm not sure about that, I am leaving, anyway!" He took off to the sky and flew in the general direction of the way to the upper floor.
"Rufflet, just fly to the end and use your badg-!" Grumpig started before giving up with a big sigh of resignation. "Never mind, the long way's fine, I guess."
"He can just fly over all the rocks, he'll be alright~" Maractus reassured.
"Heh, I guess so," Grumpig replied, grinning. She pointed a flipper in the direction of further down the cave, trying her hardest to form a thumb out of it. "Anyway, we'd better go save little miss streaker, before she embarrasses herself again."
"Guess so!"
"Huh? Saving a streaker?" the ninjask asked. His eyes lit up. "... Can I come?"
Grumpig huffed out a laugh. "Nice try," she asked.
"Ask again when you're old enough, kiddo~" Maractus added, also amused.
The ninjask's face fell. "Aww..."
Oricorio groaned as he came to. Ow... what'd happened? He felt real sore all over... and also like he was being jabbed by lots of little needles. He wasn't doing great.
Strangely, though, he didn't feel faint. Had someone healed him up? That cutie, Togetic, maybe?
Rubbing his eyes, he slowly opened them to take in his surroundings. He yelped in surprise when he saw that he was in a spiky room, surrounded by pokémon. Oh, crap!
"Oh! She's awake...~" a girl's airy voice said. Looking toward the source, he saw a white horse with soft, colorful hair.
He frowned. "She? I'm not-!" He stopped in concern when he saw her charging a move in her horn while aiming the thing in his direction. "Whoa, whoa, hey-!" he started, sitting up and inching away.
The horse fired an energy laser at him. Yelling in shock, he shielded his face.
... The pain he expected never came. Instead, a pleasant, tingling wave of energy flowed through him. It massaged his bruises and pains, and gave him a new rush of vitality, like he'd eaten an oran berry and drunken an ether.
The horse cut off her laser. "There! All better...~" she sang, pleased.
"Uh... thanks?" he said, still weirded out but pretty thankful, anyway. He was glad they seemed to be on his side.
He looked around at the pokémon surrounding him and continued. "Um, seriously, who are you guys?"
"Funnily enough, I was about to ask the same thing," a man's voice replied coolly.
Oricorio looked at who'd spoken. He shielded his eyes briefly as a bright but brief flash filled his vision. Groaning lightly, he looked again.
Holding the camera that had just flashed him was... a noctowl? Oh, Oricorio recognized him! "Hey, you're that guy who helped me and Togetic fight that pikachu, ain't'cha?" he asked.
"That's right. We didn't win, though." The noctowl huffed, putting his camera back into his treasure bag with a frown. "There was a... hitch in the plan. Just a small one, but it was enough."
"Man, really?" Oricorio replied. He frowned. "Damn it!"
"Dude, ya gotta tell us what happened!" another guy spoke with a much doofier voice. Looking over, it was a penguin, who was busy blowing a gust of icy cold wind from his flippers at his own head. He looked confused and concerned. "Noctowl didn't tell us the whole story! Just that you helped him fight Pikachu!"
"Uh... yeah, that's right, I guess," Oricorio replied. He looked around and noticed, with worry, that Togetic wasn't in the group. "Huh? Where's Togetic? She's here, right?"
"Sorry, darling, but Noctowl and you were the only ones to fall from the higher floors," a stunky replied in a pompous voice, offering him a sympathetic smile. For a brief moment, Oricorio was afraid she was going to fire a horrible stench at him, as stunkys did. Thankfully, she didn't seem like she was going to.
Either way, he shot up to his feet, eyes wide. "She's not here?"
"Sadly not, it seems," a sneasel wearing a black and white cape confirmed with crossed arms.
"It is most dreadfully worrying...!" a sinister voice from above added. Looking up, Oricorio couldn't see who'd said it, because of all the spikes lining the walls. "I fear that she may have been taken... captive," the pokémon continued.
Everyone went on edge at hearing that.
"C-Captive!?" Oricorio shouted, voice cracking.
"Oh... Oh, dear, that hadn't crossed my mind..." the stunky said, worriedly putting a paw to her mouth.
"Ughh, shit!" the noctowl snapped. "The mission notice said this was a C-rank mission. We should've been okay splitting up!"
"Ohh..." the white horse murmured, looking crestfallen. "That pikachu's, not, like... a rapist, right? My dad always tells me that if you ever get caught by them, then it's all over... so, uh, you shouldn't."
Everyone went into worried mutterings. Oricorio, himself, felt the blood drain from his face. Oh, crap, and after what that Leafeon had said, as well!
"P-Ponytale!" the sneasel stammered. "Let's not... jump to conclusions!"
"Oh! That was bad bedside manner, wasn't it?" the 'ponytale' said, frowning apologetically. "Oh no... I didn't mean to, like... make everyone worry..."
"No, Ponytale, dear, you're right," the stunky replied. "We don't know for sure, but that's a good reason for us to take this deathly seriously, either way."
"Damn straight! I'm going back up there!" Oricorio shouted, getting ready to fly.
"H-Hey, c'mon, guys..." the penguin tried to cut in. He now had a large ice cube for a head, for some reason. "Y'know, throwing Noctowl and, uh..."
"Oricorio!"
"Yeah, yeah, him and Oricorio was pretty bad..." He shrugged awkwardly. "But, ya know... he's no renegade! He helped me out, remember? He's a bro at heart, for sure!"
The noctowl went over to him and repeatedly smacked a wing against his icy head. "Eiscue, don't be an idiot! He was putting you at ease so he could steal your stuff! It's basic logic!"
"He didn't, though!" the 'eiscue' argued, rubbing his ice head. Actually, looking closely, Oricorio could see the guy's real face inside of it, frowning. "He only beat me up and cheesed it! Hell, and he let you keep your camera, too, didn't he?"
"Tch! That's still bad, you numbskull! That makes him unpredictable!"
"No way! He's just... uh...!"
"Now, now, settle down, you two!" the sneasel said loudly. "For now, we should set our sights on saving Togetic, regardless of what the pikachu is capable of!"
"I concur!" the stunky added. She looked up to the spikes jutting out of the wall higher in the cave. "Spiritomb! Be a dear and look after the baby until we get back from our rescue attempt, won't you?"
"I would be... delighted to, Miss Stunky...!" the voice called back. Oricorio couldn't decide if he was being sarcastic or had an evil plan or not, but right now, he didn't care.
"Whatever, cool! Let's hit it, already!" Oricorio snapped, starting down a random corridor. He just needed to get outside. Once outside, he could fly back towards the cave they'd found that pikachu in, wherever it was.
Keeping low to avoid the stalactite-filled ceiling, he flew through the spiky cavern fast as he could on his fluffy yellow wings.
He kept going for a few seconds before the sneasel caught up with him, powered by what looked like Quick Attack. "Just a second, please, Oricorio!" he called out. "We should all go together! If this pikachu is as strong as Noctowl told us, we'll need all the fighting force we can get!"
Oricorio slowed his flight speed. Well... he had a point. There were three of them, and they'd still lost, somehow.
He thought about it before frowning. "No, no, I've got this! Togetic's in danger, so I've gotta get over there soon as!"
"But, Oricorio!" the sneasel continued.
Oricorio ignored him and flew even faster. He didn't even know why he cared about saving this girl so much, but for sure, he had to!
He dodged to the side to avoid another large pokémon heading his way. As it barely passed him, he realized that he recognized its lumpy face.
Glancing backwards, he noticed that it was the weird caveman staraptor from earlier. Huh, he'd revived from a nasty fall like that? Too bad he wasn't on their side, if he was tough enough for that.
"Good legends, it's the staraptor!" the sneasel said, sounding oddly horrified. He gasped even louder. "... Togetic!?"
Oricorio's mind hit the brakes. What!?
Doing a stylish twist to face the other way, he flew backwards on momentum towards a stalactite. Landing against it, he pushed away to fly in the opposite direction without losing any speed.
Chasing after the staraptor, he looked him over. Sure enough, in the large bird's talons, Togetic was laying limp. She was completely unconscious and had a bruised face.
Oricorio glared. "Hey, you! Get back here!" he shouted.
"Unhand my friend at once!" the sneasel added, running close to the bird.
The staraptor glanced back at them. His intimidating gaze put Oricorio on edge.
"Is milk stoppers, wanting to stop milk," the bird said in his deep voice, seeming to recognize them. "No stop of milk today. This woman milk I find only for little starly baby."
'I find'? What did he mean by that?
Oricorio frowned. Well, whatever! He tried to use his Revelation Dance by kicking his legs and flailing his arms in a cheerleader dance. It was hard, because he was flying, but he managed to work up enough electricity to build a field of it around himself. Using it as a platform to surf on, he danced even harder.
At the same time, the sneasel was building up a small icy torrent of wind around himself as he ran. He also seemed to be charging the ice with dark energy, somehow.
"Not so fast, fiend!" the sneasel proclaimed, unleashing the ice cold winds toward the bird with a grand gesture.
"Yeah, you let her down!" Oricorio shouted, flinging all the electricity he'd built up with a twirl.
Both attacks flew towards the staraptor. Before they hit him, a white light flew in front of the barrage and formed into the eiscue from before.
"Aha, caught up!" he shouted. He patted a scarf he was wearing. "Man, y'know, I had to use my warp sca- Holy shit!"
Both attacks hit him in the face, knocking him over, screaming. When his head hit the floor, the ice shattered. "... Ow...!" he muttered.
"Oh, legends, I'm sorry, Eiscue!" the sneasel shouted to him while running past. "Forgive me, my friend!"
"Er, m-my bad!" Oricorio added, flying past the eiscue, all electricity fizzled out.
The penguin muttered out a response, but Oricorio was too far ahead to hear it. Instead, he focused his sights on the big, dumb hawk again.
They went through a winding corridor, having to serve to dodge the spiky walls. As the cave straightened out, Oricorio could just about see the stunky and ponytale in the distance, the former riding on top of the latter like some kind of mount.
"Girls, stop the staraptor!" the sneasel called to them. "He's gotten ahold of Togetic!"
"No stop. Only go," the staraptor said, unfazed.
"Oh, the brute from before, is it?" the stunky proclaimed. "You may be a somewhat scary, handsome devil, but I won't let you pass!" She let out a loud, intimidating shout powerful enough to make the air ripple.
The staraptor was hit by the force of the attack, and was sent sailing backwards, past the sneasel and Oricorio. He almost hit the large spike-filled wall, but barely managed to steady himself in time. Because of that, he was no worse for wear.
"Hey, sneasel guy!" Oricorio shouted, flying down to land on the ground. "You fill the place with that Icy Wind you've got, and I'll fill it with electricity!"
"A cunning plan!" the sneasel replied eagerly. "We shall stop him in his tracks, before-"
The sound of scared cries from behind interrupted him. Looking back in alarm, Oricorio noticed that the ponytale was running around in panicked circles, looking very freaked out.
"What!? What!? What was that? Ohhh...!" she cried out, bucking about.
The stunky was clinging onto her for dear life. "Wah! P-Ponytale, darling, it's okay!" she hurriedly tried to reassure the horse. "It was just Roar!"
"Uh oh... I believe Roar can cause panic in some..." the sneasel said worriedly.
"We'll deal with it later!" Oricorio shouted. He began to dance as fast as he could, quickly building up a field of electricity around himself, filling the hallway. "Quick, hurry up with that Icy-"
The staraptor flew through the field of electricity, ignoring it as it crackled against him. He flew over the distracted sneasel, who wasn't able to attack in time.
"Oh, great, now look what happened!" Oricorio snapped, stopping his dance.
The sneasel cleared his throat. "I-It's okay! I have another plan!" he reassured. He faced the retreating staraptor and raised his voice, letting his cape billow behind him as he gestured grandly. "You are as beastly as you look, you feathered fiend! Why not come back here and fight us instead of cowardly running away!?"
The staraptor kept going. He flew over the ponytale and stunky, even managing to avoid a poorly aimed Flamethrower launched by the skunk.
The sneasel's cape flopped against his back, and his gesture deflated awkwardly. "... I suppose he ignored my Taunt," he muttered.
"Ughh, for crying out loud!" Oricorio shouted, taking to the air to go in pursuit again. He was starting to feel a bit tired, but until Togetic was safe, he'd keep going!
Damn, though, if she could see how hard he was trying, she'd think he was so cool! When he saved her, he was for sure gonna brag!
Using that as motivation, he pushed past his tiredness and kept going. In fact, he even found the determination to flail his arms and cheer loudly with Work Up, giving him a huge boost in spirit. Now powered by a fiery red aura, he easily found the strength to soar faster.
Very soon after, he found himself in the tall, spiky room he and the others had started out in. Looking up, he saw the staraptor slowly begin to ascend, towards where the 'spiritomb' was.
"Now baby starly can have happy belly," the huge bird said, his English as laughable as ever.
"Oh, oh! Is voice of big brother!" a very young sounding voice from even higher up squeaked. Because his apparent big brother was so huge, Oricorio couldn't see the little guy, or his current caretaker.
"How lovely...!" the spiritomb replied.
The staraptor murmured loudly in surprise. "There is stranger on little starly baby's rocky rod of sleeping!" he exclaimed. "Where he is!?"
Oricorio grinned. Sweet, that'd sure make for a good distraction!
He quickly fell to the ground and kicked against it. Shooting upwards through the sky, he started twirling as fast as he could go.
"Oh, I'm dreadfully sorry to have worried you," the spiritomb replied to the staraptor. "Please do not worry. I was merely... taking good care of him...!"
The staraptor murmured loudly again, and even flew backwards in surprise. "No! Is nightmare face, ready to take baby and put into life of no milk drink!"
This was the perfect moment! "Let go!" Oricorio shouted, getting close enough to strike the bird's talons with his wings. Still twirling, he hit them over and over again.
The bird grunted loudly in pain. After enough hits, his talons loosened, making him drop Togetic.
When he saw the girl fall, Oricorio immediately stopped attacking and went into free fall to catch up with her. Going below her, he grabbed her in his wings and twirled once more, using some flying-type energy to slow his fall with wind.
"Whew...!" Oricorio breathed out. He looked down at Togetic, who was still unconscious. "Man, that was lucky! So glad you're... Gck!?"
He stammered flusteredly while heat flew to his cheeks. Why the hell was she topless!? Even her nipples were showing!
Seeing her naked boobs bounce around put his brain into a total meltdown. He quickly found himself unable to keep up twirling, or releasing flying-type energy, so he just plummeted.
After drinking an ether to recover his stamina from all the Quick Attack usage, Sneasel carefully approached Ponytale, who was still bucking about in a blind panic. Stunky was doing her best to stay on top of her, clinging to the pony's neck for dear life while flailing about with each buck.
Putting the empty bottle into his bag, he let out a huff. Oh dear... Well, at least that oricorio fellow was keeping up the chase. They'd be sure to catch up with him, soon, once things calmed down!
"Uh, Ponytale!" Sneasel called out. "Would you be kind enough to stop?"
Sadly, the pony wasn't paying attention. She was simply too panicked by the Roar.
"I'm afraid you'll have to- Ack! ... U-Um, try harder, Sneasel, dear!" Stunky stammered.
Sneasel frowned in worried contemplation. This wasn't going to be simple, was it? They didn't have time to wait things out, though, unfortunately, so he had to act fast! Oh, if only Noctowl hadn't left the group to go down a different corridor to try and find that oricorio, earlier...
The weasel tapped a claw against his head, utilizing Nasty Plot to fill his mind with ideas for inspiration. They wouldn't be pleasant, but they would be better than nothing.
Several flashed through his thoughts in seconds, all mentally out of his control...
Sneasel used Icy Wind, bringing about a storm of chilling frost. He fired it towards Ponytale, engulfing her within.
Her joints began to freeze up, slowing down her movements. She whimpered out in pain, no less scared, but unable to act upon her fears anymore.
Sadly, Stunky was also caught in the blast of chilling air. Fur coated in not only dry tar, but now in ice, too, she stumbled off Ponytale's back, hugging herself to ease the cold.
Both girls were too injured to help him any further. Sneasel couldn't help but feel terrible, too.
Sneasel thought up something mean to say to Ponytale to rile her up. It had to be something that would upset her, or else his Taunt wouldn't work very well. As a result, it had better be something terrible.
"Ponytale!" he called out. "There is absolutely no way I would ever want to date someone like you! You are simply too airheaded, and not attractive and witty, like Shining Sales Sneasel!"
Ponytale turned to face him. She didn't look as angry as he'd expected. In fact, she began to cry. His Taunt had upset her in the wrong way, it seemed.
"S-Sneasel...! I thought you li-liked me, though...!" she said through tears. She ran elsewhere into the cave, not willing to help anymore.
Realizing she was going the wrong way, Stunky hopped off the pony. She began to scold Sneasel vigorously for being so heartless. Perhaps rightfully so.
Sneasel pulled a joy seed out of his bag. A mental herb would work, too, but he didn't have one, currently, so this would have to do.
He crushed it in his claws and threw the dust over Ponytale. As it coated her, she stopped bucking to blink several times. Her face broke out into a very wide grin.
"Oh, that's so nice...~!" she sang. "IIII'm happyyyy...~!" She pranced around with a gentle skip in her step.
Stunky managed to correct herself on Ponytale's back, now in complete control again. She seemed very relieved, indeed.
Sneasel smiled. That is, until he remembered how expensive the joy seed had been.
The smile fell from his face faster than a brick into a pit.
Sneasel walked over and - when finding a gap in her panicked galloping - kissed Ponytale, right on the lips.
As he pulled away, she stopped to stare at him, a humongous blush forming on her cheeks. "Oh...! Sneasel...~" she chimed.
Stunky was looking at the two in utter delight. Clearly ever the romanticist.
... Wait, romance?
As Ponytale snuggled into him, the full weight of what he'd done hit him hard. Oh bother.
Sneasel shook his head. No, he had no time for this at all. He had to save Togetic, post haste!
He ran around the girls, ignoring Stunky's pleading gaze as he did.
Soon enough, he caught up with the staraptor somewhere down the cave tunnel. However, the bird had turned aggressive, having defeated the oricorio already.
"Me want milk, smash, smash," the staraptor said, producing an intimidating aura which made a shiver travel up Sneasel's spine.
Taking a breath, the weasel held a bold, heroic pose. "Enough! Hand over my friend, you foul beast!" he called out.
The staraptor lunged at him with a ferocious Giga Impact, which surrounded the bird in a powerful aura. "I am milk today!"
Sneasel tried to subdue him with an Icy Wind. The staraptor powered through it, not caring for his ice-coated limbs.
Realizing that it wasn't working, Sneasel tried to escape with Quick Attack. He managed to dodge the tackle, but the bird hit the wall instead, unleashing an intense explosion, knocking Sneasel into unconsciousness.
The Nasty Plot daydream continued to show the staraptor going on to capture Ponytale and Stunky, who had been unable to help him during the fight, due to being unavailable.
Swallowing down his pride, Sneasel unraveled the coverings around his crotch. He revealed his, admittedly impressive, manhood to the pony.
"Calm down, Ponytale, and take a look at this!" he shouted, ignoring the intense heat rushing to his cheeks.
The pony stopped bucking about, all panic leaving her face as she eyed up his present to her.
"Wow... it really is big...~" she chimed.
Stunky could only flusteredly stammer out a comment. Clearly, she was impressed, too. Or at the very least, rather surprised.
As secretly proud as he was about their amazement, he felt like he could die of embarrassment right there.
Sneasel held up the decapitated, bleeding head of Ponytale, its gaze lifeless and pained.
He blinked. He stared at the head impaled in his claws, stained red from blood and purple from ice cream. When Stunky shrieked behind him, he snapped out of his stupor, also yelling in shock and horror.
Sneasel shook his head clear of the barrage of ideas, eyes widened from horror. Oh, holy Arceus, why on Earth would Nasty Plot make him even vaguely consider something like that!? He wouldn't dream of it! Not that it would work, because of the mystery dungeon, but still!
Ugh, honestly, most of the 'plots' had been pretty terrible this time! More so than usual!
He looked at the dark-type energy visibly flowing through his claws. Well, because of that last 'plot', his next move would certainly pack a wallop, if nothing else. After all, the more vile the thoughts that went through his mind, the stronger it became.
Ick... on that note, he wasn't terribly fond of Nasty Plot, he had to admit. It was nice that it could power his moves by using it, but sadly, it had a tendency to disgust him with some of the things it made go through his mind. Perhaps he really did need to replace it with something...
Thankfully, he had just the move in mind. He hoped there was a TM for it. Otherwise, he would have to do some training. For the type of move he had in mind, the training might be a tad painful, too...
Eyeing up the still-panicking pony, he sighed to himself and reached into his bag. Nasty Plot had given him one decent idea, he supposed...
Pulling out the yellow flower-shaped seed with red 'petals', he gulped at remembering the price tag on the thing. Oh bugger...
Buneary wanted a hole to open up and swallow her up forever. Aghhh! Why'd that have to happen!?
She joins a team, all happy as can be, and then only over an hour later, they manage to see her privates. Not to mention, some of the wild pokémon may have gotten a look, too! Ohhh, she was mortified! Not even the rock pool she was hiding inside could cool her face down!
And only this morning did all her new friends get to see her chest, too. Plus, there was the incident where she'd bent over for Hoopa, just so she could get a wish from him. Though, thankfully, she'd been covered up for that. Well, at least she hoped she'd been. She just didn't know anymore!
Darn it all, she absolutely knew she should have waited for Friday the thirteenth to roll by before she set out to join a guild! Knowing her luck, it probably wouldn't have mattered much anyway, but still!
She suddenly heard a splash, which surprised her. Oh, no... there wasn't anybody else here, was there!? She still wouldn't be able to cover herself until she got her fluff back!
She inched backwards, deeper into the tall cluster of algae-coated rocks inside the water. Her heart stopped in her chest when a very large-chested lanturn swam up to her.
"There you aaare~!" Maractus sang happily, her voice as bubbly as ever, despite the water.
Buneary squealed and hid deeper in the rocks. "N-No, not yet! I'm still-" she started, interrupted with a yelp as the once-cactus grabbed her fin and pulled her closer.
Not finished, Maractus hoisted her above her head while holding onto her back, and swam upwards. Breaking the water's surface, she held Buneary into the air. "Grumpiiig~! Here she iiiis~!"
Sitting on a sandy shore nearby, Grumpig looked over from the rock pool she was inspecting. "Oh, good stuff-" Her eyes widened.
Buneary's gaze followed hers. Realizing that she was currently baring herself again, she squeaked and crossed her legs. Her round body didn't help her with that, much, so she reached down with her flippers to hide herself, too. Her face went even hotter than before. Ughhh...!
Grumpig sighed loudly. "Maractus, you dummy, quit showing off her pride and joy, before she dies of embarrassment," she chastised. "You're lucky there's no wild pokémon around right now."
"Oh... whoops, sorry, Buneary!" Maractus said, quickly putting her down onto the nearby shore. "I thought you might'a tied yourself up, by now."
Facing away from the two of them so that they didn't see her bum, Buneary crouched down in shame. "I-I don't have my fluff, I c-can't...!" she stammered.
"Oh! I guess that makes sense."
"Plus... I sort of have Klutz, too..."
"Ah," Grumpig said in understanding. "The ability that makes it hard to manipulate your fingers, right?"
Buneary nodded slowly. "Mm-hmm... and I can't use scarves and stuff, either..."
"Hmm... just like Golurk, then."
Buneary looked at her in surprise. Oh, he had that? Maybe it was a good job he had that... flappy clothing she didn't have a name for around his groin, then. Having his parts out might have been rather awkward. Though considering how serious he was, maybe he wouldn't have cared.
... She tried not to imagine it, to avoid making her situation worse.
"Oh, dear!" Maractus replied, frowning sympathetically. "Klutz sure really sucks, doesn't it?"
Buneary whined in displeasure. She didn't need to be told that twice...
"Your lack of tact is as astounding as ever," Grumpig huffed out, in equal parts bemusement and amusement. "I swear, your mouth's as big as your tits."
"Whoops! Eheh, sorry, Buneary..." Maractus mumbled, smiling sheepishly. "Things just slip out sometimes!"
"That's okay..." Buneary mumbled, trying not to pout. "There's worse things to slip out, I suppose..."
"Teeheehee, true!"
"No kidding. You've sure had a rough day, eh, kid?" Grumpig joked.
"Tell me about it..." Buneary replied with a sigh.
"Hey, don't worry about it, right? Think about it this way..." Grumpig spread her fins out. "Right now, we're just fish. We didn't see your real vag, we just saw a random fish's vag. So everything's peachy, far as I'm concerned."
"Yeah, that's true!" Maractus added happily. She grabbed hold of the large lump making up her chest and swished it from side to side, making the water she was in ripple. "Even these aren't as big as usual, y'know~"
Buneary cringed from the wording, but offered them a small smile. "Well... I guess..." she muttered.
"There ya go, kid. That's the spirit!" Grumpig said enthusiastically. She huffed in amusement. "Now, do yourself a favor and cover yourself up, before Klutz comes back."
Buneary blinked. She looked down at her flippers and flexed them. "Oh, uh... I-I guess I could..." she replied, now feeling embarrassed for a different reason. How had that never occurred to her?
Still crouched down, so they couldn't see her, she reached down and tried to figure out how to cover herself. Or, more appropriately, what to cover herself with. How did furless pokémon do this, again?
Not helping was how little she was used to doing more intricate things with her paws. This wasn't going to be easy...
She was about to experiment when she noticed a strange, purple glow envelop her. Huh? Oh no, now what?
The glow increased in intensity for a few seconds before fading away. Buneary didn't feel much different, afterwards. How strange...
A sudden splash and yelp surprised her into standing upright. Huh!? She looked over at Maractus, who was splashing around, struggling to stay above the water. After a small while, the cactus managed to regain her balance and go back to swimming in... place?
... Why was Maractus a maractus?
She looked over at Grumpig, who was a purple pig once again. She was looking at Buneary, first with a look of surprise, then with a tight-lipped expression.
Buneary blinked and looked down at her blue flippers. Or rather, her brown paws. Oh... she supposed she was a buneary again! Lovely stuff! That meant she didn't have to worry about anything after all, having her fluff back and all~
She hopped over to Grumpig, and Maractus climbed out of the water to hop over, herself.
"What good timing!" Buneary said gleefully. "Saved by the fluff, huh?"
"Uh..." Grumpig started awkwardly, scratching the side of her head, "sort of."
"'Sorta?'" Maractus asked. She looked down at Buneary. "What do you-?" She pulled a face. "Ohhhh, okay, never mind."
Buneary frowned apprehensively. Oh no, don't tell her... Her fluff had gotten messed up from the transformation, hadn't it?
She looked down at herself and shrieked. It was worse than that! Her fluff around her crotch was parted to the sides, allowing everyone a great look at her brown fur and, even worse, her privates once again. She bet the back was in a similar state, too!
She slapped her paws over her big, embarrassing slit, almost feeling the need to cry. Ohhhh, this was worse than death! So much for that whole 'fish's vagina' thing!
Maractus chuckled awkwardly, while Grumpig only sighed. "I wonder if this dungeon can actually hear us talking?" she said dryly.
"I'll believe it! Oh...!" Buneary whined.
Maractus let out a sigh of her own. Afterwards, she smiled. "Well, y'know, it's not all bad, Buneary. In fact, I know just what to do to cheer you up!"
"I don't know about that..."
"No, for sure!" She turned to Grumpig. "Hey, do we have any camp orbs?"
"What, you wanna camp here, instead of going home?" Grumpig sassed, pulling out a pink orb from her bag and tossing it Maractus' way. "After all this kerfuffle?"
The cactus grabbed it. Getting a closer look at it, Buneary could see a pink swirl on it, which looked almost like the tuft of fur that wigglytuffs had on their heads.
"Nope! I just thought of a bit of mischieeef~" Maractus sang, holding it aloft as it shimmered.
Grumpig put a hand on her hip. "Heh, just what we needed."
Buneary looked at them in confusion. A camp orb? Were they going to produce a tent so she could have some privacy to fix herself up? Why did it look so 'wigglytuff-ish', though?
Maractus used the orb. Instead of a tent, it produced a large, light pink dome of aura. It expanded outwards a fair way, even passing over Buneary and Grumpig. It didn't stop until it expanded to the size of a large room.
Buneary looked around in confusion. "Huh? What's... going on?" she asked. She yelped as a box and a statue of a kangaskhan fell from nowhere onto the sand, somewhere off to the side.
"You want to explain it, or shall I?" Grumpig asked in amusement.
"You'll explain it with super nerdy words, so I'll do iiiit~" Maractus sang with a cheeky giggle.
Grumpig snorted. "Oi."
"Hee hee hee! Alright, anyway, the camp orb was made by a wigglytuff lady in Unity Square."
"Prodigy Wigglytuff's mom, at that," Grumpig added. "Camps Wigglytuff."
If she weren't still so mortified, Buneary might have been in awe over that. At the moment, though, all she could manage was an, "Oh... cool..."
"Yeah!" Maractus continued. "But yeah, the camp orb gives us a private space where no pokémon can see or hear or touch us! Y'know, unless we want them to."
"Or they know we're here, already," Grumpig added.
"Oh, so... we're invisible?" Buneary asked, starting to get it.
"Eeyup~!" Maractus chimed. "And we get a nice free deposit box and a kangaskhan rock, for us to store our money and our stuff!"
"Great stuff, professor," Grumpig joked. "Why'd you use it, though?"
"Privacy for what I'm about to do next, silly!"
Maractus took a breath, her face being dusted a faint red. "Well...!" She trailed her prickly arm down the middle of her bosom.
There was no resistance. Her breasts sprang out like they were spring loaded, being unveiled for the world to see. They were appropriately as massive as one would expect, with even each of her nipples being bigger than Buneary's paws.
Buneary's eyes went wide at the sight, and even Grumpig was fairly surprised.
"... Um..." Buneary mumbled. Her eyes went wider still when Maractus continued by trailing her needles up her crotch, unraveling a large cleft for the world to see.
After presumably doing the same for her back, Maractus struck a pose, her much redder face than before showing that this wasn't as shameless an act as it seemed. "Ta-daaa~! Nudey party~!"
Buneary stared. Was this real life? What was she doing!?
Grumpig started laughing. "Oh, you mad woman, Maractus," she said, shaking her head in disbelief. "You're really gonna cheer her up this way?"
"Wellll, this way, when she looks back on this moment, she won't cringe so much! So whatever works, right?" Maractus chimed. She paused and looked at Buneary. "Uh... this is working, right?"
"Uh..." Buneary started, not sure how to respond. Was it? Well, she wasn't the only one showing everything, now, at least.
Actually... maybe it was making her feel a bit better, now that she thought about it that way. "I... I-I think so!"
Maractus waved her arms in the air, her breasts swaying like mad to her distinct rattling noise. "Yaaay~!" She looked over at Grumpig. "Best of all, Grumpig's gonna join us!"
Grumpig looked at her in surprise. She held her hands up defensively. "Ohhh no. I'm not playing your weird, degenerate games."
Laughing, Maractus lunged at her. "Yes you areeee~!"
Not expecting it, Grumpig tumbled over. "Wah!"
Maractus landed next to her and, with her bum in the air, started pulling at any coverings she could get at, despite the pig's objections.
Before Buneary could decide whether she should say anything, Maractus hopped away with a spin to pose.
"The deed is done~!" the cactus sang. "After all your naughty comments today, you can finally put your money where your mouth is~"
Grumpig slowly picked herself up into a seated position, grumbling the whole while. She, too, was utterly naked.
"Hmph...!" she huffed with a blush. She crossed her arms and let them rest on her purple breasts, not seeming to make too much of an attempt to cover up. "You're lucky Buneary had such a bad day, or there'd be a Power Gem with your name on it."
"Aww, that ain't true, and you know it~!" Maractus giggled.
Buneary also giggled. She certainly hadn't been expecting these sorts of shenanigans today, but she was starting to come to appreciate it. After all, somehow, she was now the least nude of the three girls.
On that note... oh dear... "Uh... I guess if we're doing this, then... eep...!" Buneary mumbled, feeling her face heat up preemptively. She undid her chest covers, allowing her small breasts to come loose. "U-Uh... n-nudey party...!"
Maractus cheered. "Wahoo! At least someone's getting it~"
Grumpig smirked lightly. "Well, if you're coming to this weird party, too, I guess I can't be too mad."
Despite her lips trembling from embarrassment, Buneary managed a smile. "S-Sweet...~" she managed, only barely resisting the urge to cover herself.
As awkward as she felt right now, she vowed to remember what they did for her. Humiliating themselves just to cheer her up. If that wasn't what made a great friend, she didn't know what did!
At least, that's what she kept telling herself as a cringe spread across her face, refusing to stop.
Noctowl soared through the spiky cave, the anxious feeling that bubbled in his chest growing every second that passed.
Damn it... aside from the almost comical amount of spikes everywhere on the mountain, it was said to be a fairly easy dungeon to traverse. Sure, he'd started to wonder - no thanks to some of the wild pokémon he'd encountered - but nothing had prepared him for such a tough pikachu. And one who could be a renegade, at that.
Swerving to go down a jagged bend, he frowned to himself. No way. That stupid mouse had just gotten lucky. If that Present the pikachu had flung the cheerleader bird onto had been weaker, and if Noctowl had kept up with his Future Sight barrage, perhaps he would've won.
No, he definitely would have won! He was going to go right back up there, save Togetic before anything could happen, and prove how much better he was right now! All he needed was a better strategy, and... huh?
On going up an incline in the tunnel, he came across Eiscue, who was standing in his way. His ice cube was missing, and he looked strangely burnt, for some reason.
"Yo, Noctowl! Hold up!" he called out, spreading out his flippers to block the way through the sloped tunnel.
Noctowl clicked his tongue and spread his wings to slow his momentum. Stopping just short of the penguin, he frowned at him. "What is it? And how did you even pass me?" he demanded.
"Dude, I found Sneasel and that other guy down the other tunnel!"
"Good, I'll meet them at the pikachu's lair."
"No, that's the thing! They turned tail and came running back!"
Noctowl jolted his head back in disbelief. "What? Why? We're in a rush to save Togetic!"
"I dunno, but I think they were chasing some guy! You think he's got something to do with this whole thing?"
Noctowl went over this new information in his head. Chasing someone? Even if it was some outlaw they'd come across, surely that wasn't as important as dealing with that pikachu, was it?
Maybe it was worth checking out. At least, it better be worth checking out, or heads were going to roll. "I'll go find out," he replied. "You go and... y'know, do you."
"Hey, wait up! I'll warp us!" Eiscue said, tapping the exotic scarf he was wearing.
Noctowl's eyes widened. Oh, right, the warp scarf. That explained how he'd managed to outrun him.
"Helpful stuff, thanks," the owl replied with a brief smile.
Eiscue moved close and slapped a flipper onto his shoulder.
Before they warped away, something occurred to Noctowl. "Hey, could you use this to get us to that pikachu?"
"Uh, only if it's on this floor," Eiscue replied. "If I go up and down too much, I'll faint from hunger!"
Noctowl huffed. "Always a catch."
Eiscue looked like he was going to respond, but he went unheard as Noctowl felt his molecules split apart and travel somewhere else.
As he reformed next to Eiscue, he found himself in the room where he'd woken up from unconsciousness, earlier.
Looking up, he saw what looked like the underside of a male staraptor, flying in place.
Hearing groans, he looked down and he saw the cheerleader bird flopped onto his back, dazed but conscious. Miraculously, Togetic was lying on top of him.
Noctowl was completely relieved to see her. He wasn't so relieved to see her tits out, and flopped against the cheerleader bird's face, though.
The owl's beak scrunched up in utter bemusement. He glanced at Eiscue, who was staring at the sight with widened eyes. Was he blushing, too?
Noctowl glanced back at the cheerleader. "So... are you two wanting a moment alone, or...?" he asked, not entirely being sarcastic.
"Ah! H-Hey, it's not what it looks like!" the cheerleader shouted flusteredly, pushing her off him. It was hard to believe him with how he was 'bulging' slightly. Ugh...
"Then what the hell's-?"
"Little starly brother baby. Get away from face ghost," a deep voice said from above, bringing Noctowl's attention back to the staraptor above. Good lord, how much testosterone was in that guy?
"Why that, big of brother?" the unseen baby pokémon asked.
"I bring lots of tasty milk. He bring only pain and no milk."
"Baby no need milk anymore. Ghost face bring tasty berry for baby!"
"What!?" the giant bird bellowed. "Berry!?"
"That is correct...!" Spiritomb replied, still apparently near the baby. He chuckled darkly. "He is most certainly becoming a... fine young man. Able to eat big foods at such a tender age...!"
"No! Is too tender for berry milk! Need milk milk! This why I bring away from Mama Staravia. She make no more breast, just evils of berry. Will make baby weak, like Babushka Dodrio."
"No more milk! Want berry, now!" the baby replied.
The staraptor roared in what sounded like anguish.
"Dude, I'm totally lost," Eiscue said, rubbing his head with both flippers. "What's all this about milk?"
"I don't have a clue," Noctowl replied, frowning bewilderedly.
"He's talking about Togetic's, uh... well, y'know!" the cheerleader told them, now stood. His face didn't look any less red than the last time Noctowl had looked at him. "He attacked us earlier, and tried taking Togetic with him!"
Noctowl scowled and tensed up. "All I needed to know. Eiscue, get ready for a fight!"
"Way ahead of ya!" Eiscue replied, taking on a fighting stance.
"Don't leave me out!" the cheerleader added.
"My apologies sir...!" Spiritomb said from above in a raised voice, barely audible over the staraptor's roars. "I hadn't known his diet was to be... limited."
"No excuse! I need save baby from face!" the staraptor exclaimed, feathers flaring.
Noctowl took to the air, along with the cheerleader. Firing up a Future Sight, the owl peeked into the future.
In his vision, he saw himself and the other bird in the distance, with the staraptor bearing down on them. The much larger bird sailed toward them, the harsh orange energy surrounding him forming the shape of a spearhead. His attack filled the entire width of the room.
Ugh, to Hell with that. Firing a laser, just in case, he turned to the cheerleader as his vision of the future faded. "My Future Sight's telling me this is a bad idea. We'd better take this more cautiously, or we'll regret it," he explained.
"But... Tsk, well, whatever," the cheerleader replied hesitantly, slowing down with the owl.
Flying in place, Noctowl wondered what to do next. How could they attack without antagonizing him? He had to hurry and decide, or Spiritomb would take the brunt of the bird's wrath, for sure.
"Stop right there, villain!" a grand, familiar voice exclaimed from below, all of a sudden.
Surprised, Noctowl looked down. He saw Sneasel rocketing towards them on a powerful, pitch-black stream of Icy Wind from his paws. For some reason, his signature cape was missing.
Yeesh, where was he drawing this power from?
As Sneasel zipped past Noctowl and the cheerleader, he angled his paws, sending him spiraling through the air. "Your time has come, you milk menace!"
"What is motion of com?" the staraptor murmured, looking down.
Sneasel spiraled into him, rapidly raking him with a claw with each twirl. It was enough to keep knocking the staraptor back with each hit. The Icy Wind he produced also washed over the bird, coating him in a constant stream of darkened frost.
Noctowl watched the spectacle in awe. Wow, that was quite a technique, he had to hand it to him.
"Cool... that guy's really-" the cheerleader started, interrupted with a start by a purple laser zipping past. "W-Whoa!"
The laser flew past, striking Sneasel in the back. He yelled in pain and faltered in his attack, making him spiral out of control and crash onto the flat end of a wall spike, cracking it.
Noctowl gasped in shock. That was his Future Sight! But how!? He hadn't even seen Sneasel in the vision!
Unless... had reacting to the future by being cautious inspired Sneasel to come up and attack, instead? That was the only way this made sense. Plus, not seeing the psychic-type attack coming meant that he hadn't been able to dispel it with his dark-type energy.
Noctowl growled in irritation. Shit!
"The milk will not stop!" the staraptor bellowed, correcting his flying. "The milk is good for bone and body!"
"Sir, please, I insist...!" Spiritomb said, flying into view. Despite the situation, his unnerving smile was unwavering. "It would be best for you to... settle down for a short while...!"
"Jeez, that's what he looks like?" the cheerleader bird said, voice wavering slightly in what seemed like fear. "Spooky stuff..."
"He's on our side, don't freak out," Noctowl replied.
"No time for settle!" the staraptor retorted to Spiritomb. "Only beat evil milk stoppers and save starly the baby!"
Deciding that now was the time for action, Noctowl flew in Sneasel's direction, hoping to save him before the staraptor decided to set his sights on him. He hadn't fallen far, so he was likely still unfainted.
Noctowl suddenly noticed bright lights form into the shape of Eiscue on one of the protruding wall spikes high above. Likely because of his warp scarf.
He looked like he was about to use a move of his own, getting a smirk out of Noctowl. Good. He'd gone unnoticed by the staraptor, so hopefully, he could get the drop on him.
"Now, sir..." Spiritomb continued, flying in front of the staraptor. A large swirling pattern appeared over his eyes. "Forgive me, but as I've mentioned, I insist...!"
The same swirls appeared over the staraptor's eyes. His flying seemed to grow lazy and uncoordinated soon after.
"Mmm... anger over milk make for a sleep," the staraptor murmured.
Landing on the spike Sneasel was lying dazed on, Noctowl watched the spectacle. A Hypnosis, huh? Well, it was a very mundane way of doing things, but whatever.
He looked at the others. Eiscue seemed like he was stalling on using a move - perhaps because of Spiritomb's actions - and the cheerleader was flying back down to ground level, likely to check up on Togetic.
The staraptor suddenly gave a heavy shake of the head, becoming more alert as the swirls in his eyes faded. "No! I am not sleep!" he shouted, looking around for a target to attack. "I am sleep not! I-"
A beam of energy fired down from above, hitting the staraptor in the back. Surprised, Noctowl glanced up to see Eiscue brandishing a wand of some description.
The staraptor disappeared in a puff of heavy smoke. It quickly dissipated after, revealing four much smaller staraptors who looked exactly the same.
"What is happen!?" one of them cried out, his voice comically squeakier.
"I am small like little starly baby," a different one said in the same voice.
"Big brother turn to small brothers!" the baby remarked from the large spike he was perched on. Unsurprisingly, he was a starly, as promised.
The tiny staraptors fluttered away in different directions, all seeming very confused indeed.
Noctowl stared in surprise. The hell kind of wand had that been?
"Oh! A quarter wand!" Sneasel helpfully pointed out, having picked himself up.
Noctowl's eyes widened in understanding. A quarter wand? Well, he was split into four 'quarters' right now, so it made enough sense. Were they each a fourth as strong as he normally was, too?
Noctowl grinned. Finally, the odds were going their way! "Good! Let's get one, each!" he called out hopefully loud enough for Eiscue to hear.
"My thoughts exactly!" Sneasel replied grandly.
"Right away, Mister Noctowl...!" Spiritomb added.
Eiscue added something to the conversation, but Noctowl didn't hear him. Well, whatever.
Powered by Quick Attack, Sneasel leapt off the spike and did a twirling slash to one of the miniature staraptors. Still in midair, the weasel twisted around and gave him a blast of cold air, freezing his limbs and making him fall. Sneasel skillfully stabbed his claws into a protruding spike and flipped himself around to land on top of it.
Spiritomb floated up to one of the staraptors and looked him in the eyes, his swirling pattern strong. The staraptor he was gazing at seemed to drift to sleep very soon after. His wings faltered, until Spiritomb gave him another blast with Hypnosis, goading him into lazily flying once more.
Having taken a quick picture with his camera, Noctowl took his turn and dove towards one of the staraptors. Grabbing him in his talons, he flew towards the wall and slammed him into one of the spikes. The smaller bird grunted loudly and went limp in his grasp, so he dropped him. The tiny bird drifted to the floor below, too light to plummet.
He stared in amazement at the falling bird. It was just as he'd imagined. Something like this would never have fainted a pokémon as strong as that before... but split into four, he was an utter pushover.
He had to praise Eiscue for this later on, even if it was probably just a fluke, knowing him.
Speaking of the penguin, a large icicle fell nearby, slamming into the remaining staraptor like a spear. It dragged the bird along as it dropped, with him yelling all the while in his now-squeaky voice.
"Are you under my Hypnosis, now...?" Spiritomb asked, his smile as wide and crooked as ever.
"Yes... I am a hypno..." the final miniature staraptor murmured, the swirling patterns over his eyes fading.
"Mmm, very good, very good... Now, if you could be so kind as to stay here and look after your poor, defenseless baby brother, I would be ever so grateful...!"
"Yes... I protect baby... with body," the little staraptor said, lazily flying in the direction of the similarly-sized starly.
"Hooray!" the baby replied, flapping his wings happily.
"It's just like how I expected. They most certainly were related..." Sneasel mumbled. He shook his head as if to clear his line of thinking and smiled at Spiritomb. "Well, it seems your method was the most respectfully peaceful one, Spiritomb!"
"Why, thank you, Mister Sneasel...!" Spiritomb replied, bowing graciously.
The weasel raised a contemplative eyebrow. "I wonder, though... could you not have done that from the beginning?"
"You mean hypnotizing him? Literally?" Noctowl asked. "Only works when they're sleeping, and even then, it only lasts 'til they wake up. It's basic knowledge for noctowls."
"Most correct, Mister Noctowl...!" Spiritomb confirmed.
"Aha! Makes enough sense," Sneasel replied, intrigued. He was interrupted with surprise when a red light flew past him.
Noctowl also jerked backwards in surprise when a similar red light flew past him. He followed it with his eyes, and saw it heading towards the tiny staraptor, joined by a third red light.
The three red lights swirled around the staraptor until they disappeared in a cloud of smoke. When the smoke dissipated, gone were the mini staraptors, who were instead replaced with just the one, who was really large once again.
He wasn't very healthy anymore, however. He was very scuffed up, with obvious bruises up and down his feathers. He was also covered in frost - particularly around his joints - and he was fast asleep.
Noctowl smirked. Looks like the damage from all the mini staraptors had joined together to make his day a hell of a lot worse. He hadn't fainted, probably, but he wouldn't be waking up for a long while, either. Good.
"Aww. Big little brother starly is littlest brother again," the baby starly whined.
Huffing lightly, Noctowl looked up to see how Eiscue was doing. From the spike he was still standing on, the penguin waved down at him excitedly, so Noctowl raised a wing in reciprocation. Actually, thinking about it, maybe it would be a good idea to go rescue him.
He took off higher, ready to retrieve the guy.
Stunky tried to balance on Ponytale as the pony strode through the tunnel, an obvious joyful bounce to each of her steps.
The skunk had to admit, Sneasel was most certainly a clever clogs! It would never have occurred to her to use the joy seed to calm Ponytale's nerves!
Even better, the pony was now without a care in the world, even happily humming to herself, despite the situation. It was quite charming, to say the least~
Stunky took a breath and shook her head. No, she needed to concentrate on the problem at hand! She wasn't sure if she'd met Togetic before, likely because she was a part of a different guild... but a friend of Sneasel's was surely a friend of hers! Besides, she was always willing to help out a fellow lady in need! Especially from a brute, like that staraptor.
After about half a minute of running, they ended up returning back to the large spiky room Spiritomb was looking after the baby in. There was a lot of activity going on high above, so it seemed that everyone was doing their part to fight the staraptor.
She frowned in thought, wondering how she could help in the effort to save Togetic.
"Oh! Look! It's Sneasel's cape~" Ponytale chimed, skipping over to it. "I wonder why he left it here~"
"Good question," Stunky murmured, curious. Why would he have left it behind? He utterly adored his cape, so it was strange for him. Too heavy to take with him, perhaps?
Her eyes widened. Actually, there was something under it! Whatever could it be? She got off Ponytale's back and wandered over to lift the cape out of curiosity.
"H-Hey, wait, stop!" a voice from above shouted. Looking up, Stunky saw the bird she believed to be an oricorio hastily flying down. He landed in front of the cape, blocking off Stunky's approach. "Don't touch that!"
"Uh... is something wrong with it?" Stunky asked, backing away.
"Oh, I know~ It's, like... a trap from the staraptor, right~? So he can take our milk~?" Ponytale chimed, her positive tone quite dissonant to what she was saying.
"No, it's... uh..." the oricorio started. A blush bloomed on his face. "It's Togetic, but, um... she's missing her, uh... y'know!"
"I'm... afraid I don't know, darling," Stunky replied, perplexed.
He slapped his pompom-shaped wing into his face. "Ughh, damn, this is so awkward...! Well, she's lost her, uh..."
"Um... virginity~?" Ponytale suggested. Again, Stunky had to remind herself that it was the joy seed making her happy, despite her grim suggestion.
The oricorio was taken aback. "What? No! Her... chest... covering things...!" he answered, getting progressively more awkward.
Stunky and Ponytale gasped, though Ponytale's was more jolly in tone.
"Really!?" Stunky asked. "You mean she's currently indecent?"
"Y-Yeah, pretty much," he replied. "Only the, u-uh, top bit, though."
"Oh, so her, like... boobs are showing~" Ponytale chimed. "That's not good~"
The oricorio looked at her like she'd suddenly grown a second head. "Why're you happy about all this? What's even wrong with you!?"
"I took Sneasel's seed~!"
The oricorio spluttered incoherently, his face going even redder than before. Despite herself and the circumstances, Stunky couldn't help but laugh. Dear legends...
"Uh... congrats?" the oricorio finally replied, giving a bemused shrug.
"She means an actual seed, dear. A joy one," Stunky clarified.
"... Ohhh, right..." the oricorio muttered. He put his wings behind his head aloofedly. "Well, sure, I knew that."
"Ohoho, indeed, indeed."
"Huh, I don't get it, but I'm happy...~" Ponytale said, pleased.
"That's good, dear. In any case, would you two be kind enough to help me move Togetic somewhere more private, so we can sort out this mess without mortifying the poor girl?"
"Yeah, 'course!" the oricorio replied.
"Okay~" Ponytale piped in.
Stunky and the oricorio helped each other lift the girl onto Ponytale's back, being careful not to let Sneasel's cape fall off her. Once she was in place, they left the scene to go down a tunnel, allowing the boys to continue their ongoing battle above.
As they walked, Stunky decided to strike up a conversation with the oricorio. "Well, my dear, I hope you don't mind if I inquire... do you know Togetic, at all?" she asked.
"Sort of? I only met her today," the bird replied. "She made me laugh, so I figured: why not hang out?"
"Oh, I see! Well, this is my first time meeting her, too. Not under the best of circumstances, sadly, but all the same."
"I never met her either~" Ponytale chimed. "I don't even know her, like... title thing~"
The bird tilted his head at them. "Huh? What, you girls never met her, even though you're all explorers?" he asked.
"Oh, I'm not an explorer. I just came to help Sneasel help everyone~"
"Ah, right."
"Mmhm, and as for me..." Stunky started. She reached for her badge - which rested above her bosom - and tapped the wing decals. "I'm a part of the Donphan Guild." She went back to walking on her fours. "From what I understand, Togetic's a part of the Wigglytuff Guild."
"Huh..." He put the fluffy part of his yellow wing to his head. "Wait, how'd you guess that if you don't even know her?"
"Oh, it's simple, darling! I checked the badges of her teammates."
He didn't look any less confused. "... Huh? What about their badges?"
Stunky blinked. Oh, was he not aware? Perhaps he wasn't an explorer himself, then. "Ah, well, it's quite simple." She quickly tapped her badge again. "Do you see the color of the wings on my badge?"
He squinted at it. "Well, yeah, they're black. But..." His eyes widened. "Oh, yeah, now that you mention it... hers were pink! So it's the color, huh?"
Stunky giggled. "By Jove, I think you've got it, detective~"
"Wow...~! Cool...~" Ponytale chimed. "Pink like a wigglytuff, and black like a..." She stared blankly. Her head drooped to the side in a tilt, her confusion even seeming to override the joy seed's effects. "... Wait, but donphans are all gray..."
"The armor plating on them isn't, darling," Stunky replied in amusement. "Perhaps a very dark gray at most, but that's it."
"... Oh yeah...~!" Ponytale let out an airy giggle. "I forgot about that~"
"Man, you're really something else," the oricorio muttered, amused despite his obvious exasperation.
Ponytale gasped and giggled loudly. "Wow... so many people are flirting with me, today~!"
His eyebrows instantly crinkled. "... Huh? I haven't bothered, though. Not yet, anyway."
Ponytale giggled again and waved a hoof dismissively. "No, it's okay~ No need to be, like... shy, and stuff."
"... But..."
Her beaming features changed to be more sympathetic, though with an air of whimsy, regardless. "Sorry, though... I'm faithful to Sneasel. He flirted, too, and he's cool and nice...~" She shuddered giddily, clearly from pleasant thoughts involving him.
He glanced off to the side with a clearly bewildered huff. "Uh, don't worry about it..."
Stunky slowly shook her head, letting out a huff of exasperation. She was positive there was a full story here that she wasn't aware of, somewhere. Perhaps she would ask Sneasel about it, later.
She looked off to the side. As she did, she was lucky enough to spot the entrance to a small cavern, nestled between some spikes. It was secluded and seemed to be a dead end, almost like it was just a simple room.
"Oh, just a second, you two! I've found the perfect place to let Togetic have some privacy," she said.
"Yaaay...~" Ponytale said, beaming brightly.
"Oh, cool," the oricorio replied.
The three wandered into the small cave and got to work getting Togetic off Ponytale's back. After gently placing her onto the ground - making sure not to disturb the cape in the process - Ponytale got to work on healing some of the bruising on her face.
After they cleared, Stunky suggested that Ponytale go and help the others with their fight. Or at least, help with the aftermath.
Agreeing, the horse merrily galloped away, leaving Stunky and the oricorio to wait outside the cave entrance alone together.
"Ugh... what a crappy day..." the oricorio muttered, leaning against the flat part of a spike jutting out of the wall, wings behind his head.
"There's certainly been better..." Stunky agreed, smiling sympathetically. "But it could have been worse! I feel like we've all made some good friends today~"
He huffed and grinned happily. "Yeah, I guess." He frowned again. "Wish that hadn't happened to Togetic, though. Or..." His eyes bulged. He looked straight at Stunky, posture far less relaxed than before. "Oh, shit, I just remembered! You, you're that stunky the pikachu, uh... 'messed with', right?"
Her widened eyes matched his. "By... 'messed with', what do you mean, exactly?"
He cringed. "Oh man, I've gotta say it? Well, y'know... he touched your, uh... breasts while playing with... himself," he explained, the cringe on his face increasing evermore.
She gasped. "Bugger me, really!?" Seeing his surprised reaction to her expletive, she cleared her throat. "Um, s-sorry, darling, but wherever did you hear that?"
"We met some leafeon guy, who said that's what he saw! He helped me save Togetic from that staraptor sometime ago, so he's sorta trustworthy!"
Horrified, Stunky defensively gripped her bosom with her arm. "That son of a b- r-rascal!" she exclaimed. "And I'll bet he's done the same with Togetic, also!"
The oricorio grunted out a noise of concern. "Damn it, yeah..."
Stunky huffed in complete indignation. What a horrid menace of a rodent. Groping her while pleasuring himself.
Ohh, she could imagine the terrible, horrible scenario right now!
Stunky was daintily laid across the floor on her back, defeated by the horrible brute of a pikachu.
He lorded over her, a cruel grin spread across his face in contrast to the heavily creased brows adorning his features.
"That's what you get, bitch," he said rudely. "Now to claim my reward...!"
He grabbed at Stunky's chest coverings and roughly tore at them. He dragged out one of her breasts.
Chuckling evilly, he played with it while pulling out his hardened manhood. He stroked himself vigorously while rubbing his free, dirty, unclean paw all over her exposed shame.
The activity made him grow sweaty as he continued. The stink of male musk filled the air as he panted heavily, getting sweat all over her body.
He grunted out an assortment of crude, degrading things in his deep, masculine voice. He called her a horrible whore who was only good for breeding.
He carried on for a good long time, not even stopping as he finished all over her, making her dirtier still. He made her feel like she was worth less than the mud under his heel.
... Ooh...~
Oricorio frowned at the stunky in utter bewilderment. First, she'd looked appropriately horrified... and now her face was all red, and she was heavily panting up a storm, too. She was even going back and forth from massaging her boob to fanning her face, for crying out loud.
He shook his head in bemusement. What the heck..? "Uh... you alright, there?" he asked.
She yelped and jumped to attention. "O-Oh! Yes, of course!" she replied.
"You're just... sorta overheating, over there."
"Y-Yes, darling, I'm roasting over here, haha!" She audibly swallowed down an apparent lump in her throat and started down a direction in the tunnel. "Uh, please excuse me! I'm in desperate need of... the bathroom!"
"Oh... alright...?" She was crossing her back legs an awful lot, so that sort of made sense...
She ran down the tunnel, barely avoiding a cluster of small spikes on the floor as she did. "Take care of dear Togetic for me, won't you please?"
"You got it!" he called back. Well, whatever. Maybe it hit girls harder than it did boys.
He waited outside the small cave for almost a minute, before he heard some light moans and groans coming from inside.
"Huh...?" Togetic murmured wearily. "Where... Where am I...?"
"Oh, hey, Togetic, you're awake!" Oricorio said, grinning excitedly while still staying outside the entrance. "Took ya long enough!"
"Huh? Ori... corio? Where are... you?"
"Outside! Thought I'd leave you in there for some privacy!"
"Privacy...?" She let out another pained groan. "Oh, I feel horrible... Did I faint...? And why's my head all sticky...? Huh? And why is Sneasel's cape he-?" She paused for a second and then let out a screech. "Why am I topless!?"
He flinched. Oh, yeah, she probably would freak out about that, huh? "Uh... we don't know, we just... Uh, I woke up, and you were somewhere else, and, uh... that staraptor had you, so we saved ya." He cleared his throat. "Well, I saved ya, anyway!"
"Oh... Oh, no, not the staraptor..." She paused. "... Wait, we? Who else is..." She gasped. "... How many people saw me like this!?"
"Oh... well..." He grinned, thinking up a great way to be a cool flirt. "I'd better not say. But lemmie tell ya, it was a great show!"
He expected her to respond in cute irritation, like she usually did. Instead, she let out a long, distressed groan.
"Oh, no, no, no... I'm so embarrassed..." she murmured pitifully. She let out a loud sniffle and what sounded like a sob.
He felt his stomach dip. "Oh, a-are you... crying in there?" he asked gingerly.
She didn't respond for a short while. He was about to ask again when she finally replied, "N-No... it's not good to cry." There was a big inhale before her voice went more jovial, though strained. "See? I'm all fine! No worries, Oricorio!"
He frowned, both from guilt and from unhappiness at her trying to hide things.
He let out a breath while wondering what to say. Eventually, he thought of something. "Well, whether you're crying or not, it doesn't matter." He crossed his arms behind his head again. "I was just messing around, anyway."
"Huh...? How?" she asked, confused.
"Well, none of us saw ya, really. You, uh... landed face down. So that sneasel threw his cape on top of you, before anyone could see anything properly."
"... Really...?"
"Yeah!" He huffed out a chuckle. "A big pity for me, but hey."
She didn't answer again for a little while. Eventually, though, she replied with a small giggle. "... Thanks."
Not expecting that sort of response, he stalled in surprise. "Uh... yeah, don't mention it!" he replied, smiling.
She gave one more big sniff, as if to clear her sinuses. "Well... I guess, I'd..." She grunted loudly in pain. She was breathing heavily, afterwards. "O-Ow..."
"H-Hey, you alright, in there!?" Oricorio asked, worriedly storming into the room. Was she hurt!?
Immediately, he saw her lying on her back with the cape down to her legs. She stared at him, her boobs still out for him to see.
They both blinked at each other for what felt like an eternity. Oh crap.
She squealed and tried to fumble around, snapping him out of his stupor. "Oricorio! What do you think you're doing!?" she shouted, face bright red.
Yelping, he flusteredly scrambled backwards, all sense of coolness gone as his face went the hottest he'd ever known. "W-What the hell, why didn't you cover up yet!?"
"I'm still faint! I can't move without a reviver seed!"
Oh, shit, he'd forgotten! When you've fainted, your limbs feel like lead! "Y-Yeah, I forgot-!" He painfully flopped onto his butt in his panic. Not knowing what else to do, he squeezed his eyes shut. "A-Anyway, I'm not looking, whatever!"
Weirdly, she started laughing. "Wow, Oricorio! That's pretty virgin-y of you," she teased. "I thought boys were into this sorta stuff."
He frowned. "I-I am! I just... uh..." He crossed his wings. "I didn't wanna upset you again! That's all! I don't really care, either way."
Togetic giggled. "Sure, sure, mister."
He huffed. Well, at least she wasn't getting all sad about it, again. Maybe it was because he was just that charming!
"Well..." she started. She giggled again. "Unless you've got a reviver seed stored away somewhere, you'd better come and take responsibility by helping me, mister!"
His brows furrowed apprehensively. "Uh... helping? How?"
"How else? Won't you come cover me before the others get here? Heehee, or are you too scared~?"
His heart skipped a beat. "I'm... I'm not scared!" he argued, hoping the sweat dribbling down his face wasn't noticeable.
"Yep! That's one scared buster, alright!"
His whole face cringed up as his pride and embarrassment fought each other. "No I'm not! I'll prove it!" Eyes still closed, he walked toward her with outstretched wings. He tried to form a plan to avoid embarrassing himself with a weird situation.
... Right, yeah! He knew what he'd do! He'd pull the cape up to cover her and then make a cool, sassy comment!
As he got close, he heard her giggle again. "With your eyes closed?" she asked.
He grinned. "You bet! That's how easy it'll be for me to-"
He tripped on an unseen rock. Oh fuc-!
Stunky slowly walked back to the place they were letting Togetic rest in, her face sopping wet. Oh, thank goodness she'd found that small pond. She'd desperately needed some cold water to wash away her... ahem... 'urges'.
Thankfully, she hadn't been away for too long, so she would still be in time to help with Togetic's little problem!
When she approached the entrance to the small cavern that currently made up Togetic's abode, she didn't see the oricorio anywhere. Oh? Where'd he headed off to?
She heard a slight commotion inside the cave, putting her on edge. What on Earth...?
She rushed to the entrance and peered inside. She saw the oricorio lying on top of Togetic's collapsed form. Both his wings were on each of her exposed breasts.
"Bwahh! I can't believe you actually did it!" Togetic cried out in surprise, her face beet red.
"... Wait, am I...!?" he responded, kneading her breasts. On getting a few squeaks out of her, he cried out, voice cracking to quite an extent. "Oh, legends, I am!"
Hearing that, she giggled. "What's the matter? I thought you said you were up for it? No take backsies, you hear me?"
He spluttered something incomprehensible out.
Stretching her lips into a grimace, Stunky slowly and quietly left the cave. Hm. Okay then. Righty ho.
Well, she had to admit, despite his strange reaction, he was far more forward than he'd appeared.
It was a shame he seemed taken by Togetic, from what Stunky could gather. If she'd known he was this forward with his advances, she might have tried to find time to flirt with him!
... Oh no. She was picturing him pushing her down while saying something rather rugged and masculine. Rubbing his fluffy fingers all over her body without a care in the world.
Letting out a big breath, she turned and started down the tunnel once more. Now where was that pond of cold water, again...?
"Heehee, race ya, Buneary!" Maractus chimed, swimming past her.
Floating in the large pool of sea water, Buneary giggled lightly. "Whew, again...? We just did a lap!" she replied. Gee, how did she have so much energy?
The cactus stopped in place and turned to face her. Her huge breasts floated in front of her with no gravity to hold them. "It's fun, though!" She looked at Grumpig. "C'mon, you join in, too, Grumpig~"
Floating on her back in the water, arms and legs splayed despite her groin showing, Grumpig huffed. "I think not. I'm comfy," she retorted. Snorting amusedly, she patted one of her large breasts floating in the water. "Besides, you're a cheater, anyway. You have far more buoyancy than we do."
Laughing, Maractus clicked her tongue. "Aww, you're no fun! That's why Buneary's top gal, and you're not~!"
"Pft, damn, I'm heartbroken."
Buneary giggled again at their antics. "Um... well, alright! Just gimmie a sec to catch my breath," she said
"Kay~" Maractus chimed.
Buneary glanced around as she prepped herself. For the last half an hour, the girls had been swimming around in this pool of theirs, made private because of the camp orb.
She looked at the ceiling above the water. It had a huge hole leading to the outside of the cave, with seawater pouring in like a waterfall. According to Grumpig, this part of the cave was where Team Destiny had fought most of Team Skull, in order to retrieve Munchlax's precious relic.
As she felt sunlight beam down onto her from the hole in the ceiling, she let out a small, contented sigh. With all this cold water, she was glad she had something to keep her warm!
Satisfied with her brief rest, she swam towards Maractus. "Alright, here I come~" she sang, kicking her feet and paddling as hard as she could.
"Hooray~" Maractus chimed, going into a swimming position herself. With only one leg to kick with, she had to do some kind of wide, sweeping motion with both arms to keep up some speed.
"Good luck, kid," Grumpig said. She chuckled. "If nothing else, you've got a bit of buoyancy, yourself to compete with!"
Buneary pouted, face warming. "Hey...!" she mumbled. Ever since the pig had seen her bum, she'd kept making comments like that to her. What a strange thing to say! She wasn't that bottom heavy, was she?
Putting that aside, she swam as fast as she could manage. It was a bit embarrassing how much her breasts bounced around as she swung her arms overhead in an arc one after the other - not to mention how much her nipples were poking outwards, from the cold - but with the others being as naked they were, too, she was able to manage with just a light hum of embarrassment.
Before she could make it to the rocky wall of the cave, Maractus had already started swimming in the opposite direction. Glancing Buneary's way, she even offered her a cheeky wink before continuing.
Buneary nearly messed up her rhythm from surprise. Darn it, how was she so good at this with only one leg!?
She tried to figure out what to do to keep up. When she reached the cave wall a few seconds later, an idea came to her. Sending power to her feet, she twisted around, put her feet against the wall and kicked off.
The extra power from Bounce was enough to send her launching forwards. She went so fast that she left the water and started skimming on the surface. Wahhh!
In no time at all, she easily passed Maractus. "W-What the-!?" the cactus yelped in surprise.
Buneary would've been beaming if she could control where she was going. Instead, she flailed her arms in a slight panic. Doing that only succeeded in sending her tumbling rapidly across the water in a roll. Oh, legends, maybe this had been a cruddy idea!
She came to a sudden stop when she hit something soft. Afterwards, she flopped onto something far softer and quite squishy, with something small poking her in the back. Looking forward while lying down, she saw that she'd crashed into the outstretched hand of Grumpig, and was now comfortably resting on one of her breasts.
"Whew... that was quite some swimming you did," the pig joked, straining her neck to look at her.
"Y-Yeah..." Buneary replied. Realizing that Grumpig could look up her outstretched legs, she squeaked and crossed them bashfully, getting a huff of amusement from the pig in the process. She still couldn't get quite used to this, even if she wasn't alone in it...
She tried, with a fair bit of wobbling, to get off her jiggling cushion. As she stood on Grumpig's large belly, making sure not to step on the big black pearl in the center, she was just able to stabilize herself when Maractus' voice called out.
"Bunearyyyyy...! You big cheater!" she chided, though not without a playful air to her voice. "This was a swimming competition, not a flying one!"
"Heehee, um, sorry," Buneary replied. "I guess I'm just better outside of the water."
"Not with those tumbles you're not, kid," Grumpig joked, poking her in the bum and making her yelp.
"Oh, that's it, missy!" Maractus said, grinning evilly. She flung a load of water Buneary's way.
"Wah!" Buneary cried, hopping off Grumpig. Before she hit the water, she heard the pig splutter, as if hit by the water.
Swimming back up, she looked at Grumpig, whose face was now all wet. "Oh, no, sorry!" Buneary said. "I-"
A load of water hit her in the side of the head, knocking her sideways into the pond. Correcting herself and spitting out seawater, she looked to her attacker, who was laughing evilly.
"No one escapes my watery wrath~!" she sang.
"Pft. I'll give you a 'watery wrath'!" Grumpig retorted, allowing her pearls to glow a faint pink color.
Some water near her glowed a faint pink and was lifted into the air, forming into a large ball as it rose. With a wave of the arm, she sent it sailing over at Maractus.
It splashed against her face, sending her sprawling onto her back. When she corrected herself, she grinned evilly at them. "Ohh, that's it! Time for a water waaar~!" she sang with a mischievous chuckle. She rapidly swung both of her arms in circles, spraying water everywhere in their general direction.
"Oh, you son of a-" Grumpig started before getting hit and spluttering.
"Oh no!" Buneary exclaimed with a laugh before diving under the water. She didn't get far before she felt someone wrap some fingers around her chest and pull her out of the water. She found herself held in front of Grumpig, who was using her as a shield.
"No way, kid! If I'm getting splashed, so are you!" she said, amused.
"Wah!" Buneary cried out before getting assaulted with big swathes of salt water, getting drenched from head to toe. Not giving up, she kicked her feet at the water, splashing it back in Maractus' direction.
The three girls laughed in merriment as their naked water war waged on. She may have been mortified before, but now, Buneary was having the time of her life, despite everything.
She knew coming to this guild had been a good idea!
TO BE CONTINUED!
Finished: 12/03 (March)/2023
Word count: 16,052
VGS2's sausage notes: Y'know, the camp orb actually exists in PMD: Rescue Team Deluxe, but as the Wigglytuff orb. It lets you buy friend areas- Whoops, I mean... friend camps while you're inside of a dungeon. (Unless you have them all, in which case it just summons Wigglytuff to help you out, instead.)
Seriously, though, why did they change the whole friend areas thing into menus I mean 'camps', and make Wigglytuff less fun and friendly? I guess friends aren't his treasures anymore. Depressing. XP At least we got an awkward song and dance out of it!
*Does an awkward shuffle with a neutral expression* "Camps! Camps! We all love camps!" :I
Today's shameless promotion: Surmount
Author: HDK315
Universe: Anime reboot world
Main species: An Ash Ketchum, Pichu, an eevee
Summary: Although they travel down a long, merciless road that has overwhelmed all but the very strongest to eventually throw in the towel, they do so with unrivaled resolve and convictions. This is the story of Ash Ketchum and his beloved family of Pokemon, and how they became the greatest of all time.
Romance: Plenty planned! Leans more towards friends and family for the moment!
Wackiness: Wacky to begin with, but gets darker!
Lewdness: None really!
Action: Fight scenes galore!
Grittiness: Dark, edgy themes promised!
Length: Long, and looking to get longer!
Admittedly, I'm not really one for 'Ash gets better' types of fics, but damn, the long-ass PM he gave me to advertise this fic really made it sound amazing, I must say! XD Maybe I should give it a glance through, one of these days!
From what I've seen myself, the fic has a very large emphasis on character growth, unlike other fics of its type. Plus, HDK worked hard on the personalities, I can tell!
Sadly, his reviewer base is... how to politely put it... pretty fucking shit. XD
I swear, eighty percent of the reviewers keep complaining about how Ash is a 'pussy MC', and that sort of stuff. It really pisses me off, because these same people will praise a fic where the characters are flatter than Wallflower's tits. Besides, from what I understand, Ash isn't too bad, at all!
Here's some advice for any aspiring critics out there... if the fic seems to have an intention that you disagree with, it's alright if you disagree with it, but loudly complaining that it should be changed will make you a tard. Either offer advice to help the ficcer's vision, or just sigh and click off the fic. Being a dickhead helps no one!
Of course, if you're paying lots of money to look at something, that's another story. But this is free entertainment, man! Learn to be nice, ya bugger. XP
Either way, go read and review, mein friends!
Fun mistakes of the day:
#1: "We don't necessarily need to do the good cop, bad cop routine, Eiiscuue."
(What a stutter! Poor Sneasel is either cold (ironically), or scared of what this routine may entail. After Stunky's explosive antics earlier, maybe he's afraid she'll be the bad cop, eh?)
#2: "The last thing we want is for this fellow to attack us like the staraptor I mentioned to you about did."
(Watch yourself, Sneasel, you sound like you're turning into the staraptor, yourself!)
#3: "Not yeeeet!" Maractus called back.
(Fuck... XD Well, I sort of agree with her, to be fair. The word yeet needs to be yeeted. [Cue rant #10402 about newfangled kids' slang])
#4: 'Anyway, did that ninjask do?"'
(That'd be a legitimate reason for explorers to go after him, I guess. XP Stop shitting on the street, Ninjask!)
#5: '"Yaaay~!" Maractus sang, waving her warms'
(What body part is that? ... Do I wanna know? O,o) (... yes)
#6: "Thanks, ladies..." Nanjask replied.
(Ninjask's grandma makes a cameo.)
#7: 'like he'd eaten an oran berry and drunked an ether.'
(Didn't recover his grammar skills, though. Not that 'drunked' is a proper word, but still. XP)
#8: '"Sadly not, it seems," a sneasel wearing a black and shite cape confirmed with crossed arms.'
(Time for another round of 'he must be making these up, surely'. XD Sneasel really needs to wash his zen scarf cape.)
#9: 'They went through a winding corridor, having to serve to dodge'
(What kind? The maid kind or the tennis kind? Either way, how does that help with dodging?)
#10: 'Sneasel ran alongside Ponytale, with Stunky on her back.'
(Sneasel randomly turns into a woman and then carries Stunky. All while running fast enough to catch up with a horse. Only in this fic, ladies and gentlemen!)
#11: 'a humongous blush forming on her lips.'
(I think you gave her some sort of infection, Imaginary Sneasel!)
#12: [*Every time Microsoft Word forgot to keep the italics for Sneasel's cringy Nasty Plot imagination spots*]
(Imagine if I'd forgotten to add the italics to one of these scenes, and then it looked like he did it for real? Especially the cock one, or the beheading one... XD)
#13: 'She inched backwards, deeper into the tall cluster of algae-coated rocks inside the watter.'
(Sounds like the Bruce Lee scream. Is Buneary about to get her uncovered ass kicked?)
#14: 'She noodded'
(Nooding while nude, I see.)
#15: 'Realizing that she was currently bearing herself again,'
(Is she giving birth to herself!? O,o Is this Deviantart?)
#16: "Hee hee hee! Alright, anyway, the camp orb was made by a wigglytuff lady in DX"
(Maractus, are you some sort of Deadpool, or what!? Stop getting all meta with that 4th wall!)
#17: "Or they know where here, already," Grumpig added."
(Grumpig... are we going to have to have an English lesson again? Okay, let's say it together: 'Where' is for places! 'We're' is for 'We are'! 'Were' is for 'something that was'! I'd better not have to remind you again. XP)
#18: 'Grumpig smirked lightly. "Well, if you're coming to the party, too, I guess I can't be too man"'
(Oops. I guess the girls have discovered something new about Grumpig today. XD)
#19: 'the anxious feeling bubbling in his chest growing every second that past.'
(Me whenever I'm playing Sonic CD, and I'm trying to run long enough to time travel. (Spoilers: It never works unless I cheese it.))
#20: 'The Ivy Wind he produced also washed over the bird,'
(He learned a grass-type move! Very impressive.)
#21: "Oh! A quarter wand!" Sneasel hopefully pointed out,
(A bit of wishful thinking on Sneasel's end, apparently.)
#22: 'Eiscue added something to the conversation, but Noctowl didn't head him.'
(Man, what's with all these wrong words tonight? XD Well, here's hoping he meant it as 'headbutting' and not... stuff.)
#23: 'A icicle fell nearby, slamming into the remaining noctowl.'
(Eiscue, you traitor! Not this shit again!)
#24: 'his face gong even redder than before.'
(Sorry, Oricorio, I thought smacking it would make a cool noise, or something.)
#25: "... Huh? What about their badges?"
("Oh, bloody hell, darling, why are you shouting in my ear!?")
#26: 'What a horrid menace of pikachu.'
(I just imagine Dennis the Menace (either one, lol) going to live in some place called Pikachu.
ravengal imagines that it's a name for a group of pikachus. Like a murder of crows, you can have a menace of pikachus. XP)
#27: 'while rubbing his dirty, unclean paws all over her explosed shame.'
(I think he rubbed too hard.
And ravengal just now noted that it's interesting how he's able to jack off while rubbing her with both paws. Dayum!)
#28: 'He grunted out many sorts of degenerate things in his deep, masculine voice.'
(Oh, whoops. Now it's just like your average lemon scene in fics, then, instead.)
#29: 'She swallowed down an apparent limp'
(That was some intense daydream...)
#30: 'kneeding her breasts.'
(When is feeling randy and wants to fondle crocodile breasts, this is how he phrases it.)
#31: '"Oh, you son of a-" Gumpig started before getting hit and spluttering.'
(Peppermint Pig.)
#32: 'before getting assaulted with big swathes of salt walter'
(When the protagonist of Breaking Bad uses his salt-based powers to clone himself and attack, only bad things can happen. At least, I think that's salt...)
#33: 'Haven taken a quick picture with his camera,'
("Just one more little line" he said before uploading. "What could be the worst thing that could happen?" Well, I guess Noctowl's off for a holiday at Pontins, then. XD)
Welp, that'll do it for now, mate! By my estimations, the next chapter should signal the end of the first night!
Better hurry, Young Link! There's only two nights more left, before shit goes down! XD (I'm kidding, of course. Maybe)
Either way, thanks for reading! You have yourself a good night, and tata for now! c:
