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Chapter 7 of TPiaG: Body Swap Au

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@sincerely-sofie It's the chapter you've wanted to see! The wonderful reuniting of these friends!

The tearful reunion with the Future Trio

Life was going...

Until it wasn't.

Twig and Kip were sitting and the table. Planning out their day.

It was mostly done by Kip, he figured that Darkrai obviously didn't want to, and Twig still couldn't really read.

"I think that should be everything." He looked and smiled at Twig. "Are you ready?"

"Of course!" Twig responded. "The rain is gonna make your attacks hit much harder! This should be a breeze!"

Kip glanced out the window that Darkrai was staring out of. The overcast clouds blocking out the sun. The lack of sunshine making everything feel a bit heavier. Just a bit more dismal.

"What are your plans Darkrai?" Twig snidely remarked.

Darkrai growled. "Perhaps if you would give me something to occupy myself with, I would have plans, wretch."

Anger flashed across Twig's eyes

"I thought you do have plans Darkrai. Taking over the world and all that."

Darkrai looked at her angrily. "My true plans are put on hold until I return to my body."

Twig scoffed while rolling her eyes. "What's stopping you from trying in what is your body now? You should give it a shot. It'd be cute." She spoke, deadpan.

The two glared at each other as Kip sighed.

Its been like this nearly every day since they moved. He didn't know why they've been at each other's throats.

"Okaaay! Well, we should get out there before the rain starts pouring!" Kip exited the house first through the back entrance of their home. A straight shot from here to Mount Trevail.

Kip began walking down the trail, turning and stopping where the path splits, with one trail leading to the forest near the property. He saw Twig talking to Darkrai, just lowly enough for Kip to not hear them. They hate each other, and now they're sharing secrets? What are they doing?

"Hey! Twig! We don't want the rain to start before we even get there!"

"Im coming, gimme a second!"

Kip laughed loud enough for her to hear. "And I thought I was the slow one!"

"Since when?" Twig jabbed. "I was so slow it took me like, three weeks before we could go on jobs again!"

Kip laughed as he took another step.

Instantly, something felt wrong...

Kip looked around to see what was wrong. His blood ran cold when he figured it out.

The air around him was shimmering.

Suddenly, the Passage of Time opened to his side. His back facing the forest.

Kip swung his head to look at Twig and Darkrai.

"HIDE!!!" He screamed!

Twig rushed to lock the door and slammed it shut. Kip saw her speed past a window, holding Darkrai in her arms. His expression was more fearful than angry.

Kip's eyes snapped back to the portal when Grovyle stepped out. Some papers sticking out of a satchel he had slung over his shoulder. His face lit up when he saw him.

"Kip!!!" He joyfully shouted.

Celebi flew out next. "Oh FINALLY! Do you know how many realtors we had to talk to get to this point?" Celebi gave a dramatic sigh. "Those people just never stop talking!"

Kip forced a smile as best as he could. "How... uh, how did you find me?"

Dusnkoir emerged from the passage before it shut behind him. His towering figure filling Kip with dread.

"Well, you didn't make it easy." Celebi pouted. "We went to the Treasure Town Post office, and the worker gave us these ads.~" She joyfully gestured towards the papers.

Kip quietly spat out a curse word.

Grovyle looked around with confusion.

"Where's Twig?" He asked.

Kip forced a laugh. "Oh! She's just visiting some family! She'll be back soon!"

Celebi flinched.

Grovyle's mouth hung open.

Silence fell among them.

Kip could hear drops of rain slap against the ground next to him.

The sky looked even darker than it was before.

"Kip." Grovyle spoke.

Kip looked up at him, taking a shaky step back when he saw the look of complete and utter wrath in Grovyle's eyes.

"She doesn't have a family to visit."

Kip's heart was racing faster than he ever thought possible. The adrenaline pumping through him made him feel sick. It felt like his breath wasn't reaching his lungs. Kip couldn't tell if that was sweat running down his face, or the rain.

He'd forgotten that these are the only people that wouldn't buy that story.

He just screwed everything up.

Again.

Grovyle took half a step forward.

"Where is she." he growled.

Kip tried to choke some more words out. All of them getting caught on the massive lump stuck in his throat.

He can't tell them where she is.

Grovyle looked like he was about to impale someone.

"Are you okay, Kip?" Celebi asked.

No.

No!

No he wasn't!

Everything is about to end!

And it's his fault it is!

He can't tell them.

If they find Twig, they'll-

She will-

He can't-

A primal instinct wrapped it's claws around Kip's heart and soul.

He spun around and started running as fast as he could into the forest.

***********

"HEY!" Grovyle shouted.

Why was he acting this way?

Was someone threatening him?

Were they holding Twig hostage and he couldn't tell them?

The three started to chase after him.

Grovyle was about to catch him, he was much faster than he was, when he stopped. Right inside the entrance to the forest.

Celebi and Dusknoir stopped their pursuit and turned to face him, as Grovyle looked back at the house they were near.

"Grovyle?" Celebi asked.

He clenched his fist.

"Go catch Kip." He demanded.

Celebi and Dusknoir flinched at him. "But what about-"

Grovyle turned his head to glare at them.

"Just do it." He hissed.

Celebi looked taken aback. Dusknoir stared at him before nodding. He spun around and resumed his chase.

Grovyle fully turned towards the house.

"Grovyle? What's wrong?" Celebi asked.

"The legend is in that house." He growled.

Celebi flinched.

"... Go find Kip. I'll handle this."

"Wh- But Grovyle! You don't know how powerful they are! They could-"

Grovyle shot a venomous look at Celebi.

"Go."

Celebi flinched. She stared at him for several seconds before wordlessly turning and flying into the forest.

Grovyle started walking towards the house. He rummaged through his satchel before pulling out a seed, that he popped into his mouth. He pulled the satchel's strap over his head. Dropping it on the ground. The papers sticking out from inside, wilting from the rain.

The heavy feeling that Dusknoir had described a few weeks ago, got heavier with each step.

The legend that had been hurting Twig was in there.

Grovyle tried to open the door...

Locked.

The leaves on his arms became as sharp as swords. Grovyle slashed them through the doorknob before kicking the door open. Pieces of the door, clattering as it landed on the ground.

He stepped inside.

It was nicely furnished. What little furnishing there was.

The atmosphere felt suffocating.

The only noise he could hear was his slow footsteps, and the rain pelting the roof and the ground outside.

Grovyle kicked open the door to a room he was near.

The room was empty, save for a hay bed, a lamp, and many blankets that lay next to it...

This was Twig's room.

Grovyle slowly walked over into the kitchen.

He opened the pantry door.

There was several foodstuffs inside. About a week's worth...

Enough for three people.

...

Grovyle's chest was burning with hate.

Whoever this legend was, they were forcing Twig and Kip to take care of them.

Now it made sense why they wanted them to buy a house.

They wanted to isolate them from the guild and Twig's friends.

Grovyle slammed the pantry door so hard that several things inside fell over. The door bounced back open, and a few cracks formed in the wall where the hinges were located.

Grovyle prowled down the hallway into the living room.

That's when he heard something shift.

Grovyle slowly turned around.

A closet door.

Grovyle stalked forward and quietly pressed his ear against the door...

A small eternity crawled passed.

The rain landing against the roof.

Grovyle's blood rushing through his ears.

His heartbeat, making his hands shake just a little.

The seed, uncomfortably wedged between his teeth and his cheek.

Sweat and rain, running down his forehead.

...

A quiet, stifled breath from inside the closet.

Found you.

***********

Dusknoir could see Kip. He was catching up to him.

Was this because of him? Did Kip feel too afraid of him to tell him where Twig was?

He wouldn't blame him.

Suddenly, Kip slowed down. Slipping on the mud, before sprinting to his right. Into the trees. Completely off from the trail.

Why was he doing this?

Dusknoir had to quickly search for gaps large enough for him to fit through, in order to continue his pursuit.

Kip was constantly tripping and stumbling over tree roots, but his small body afforded him a faster route than what Dusknoir could achieve.

Dusknoir almost caught up to him, he reached out to grab him.

He hesitated.

Kip dove into a hollow, rotting log that lay on the ground, Dusnkoir's fingers barely brushing against his tail fin.

Dusknoir hated this.

He grabbed the inside of the log and exerted his strength to tear the log in half.

Kip glanced at him, terrified tears running down his face. He quickly stood up and began running again.

Dusknoir was fed up with this.

He used Shadow Sneak to appear in front of Kip, before grabbing him and lifting him up to eye level.

"That's enough." Dusknoir muttered. "Why are you..."

Dusknoir paused. He's seen the way Kip was looking at him now already.

This was Dusknoir's fault.

Perhaps the Croconaw was wrong. Maybe there wasnt a legend involved.

Maybe they somehow knew that he was returning and they wanted to get away from him...

Dusknoir was staring at Kip when his cheeks puffed outward.

Kip fired water directly into Dusknoir's eye.

Dusknoir dropped the child, crying out in pain and falling to the ground as he clutched it.

"I'M SORRY!" He heard Kip shout, his footsteps quickly becoming quieter.

Dusknoir tried to open his eye, but the pain was even sharper when exposed to air.

The rain pelted against his back as he tried to feel his way around.

He couldn't see anything but the incredibly faint outlines of the trees.

Dusknoir tried to focus on the outlines, but he couldn't focus on anything other than the pain.

Everything was dark.

He was blind.

"Dusknoir!"

He heard Celebi shout from nearby.

He felt a small hand land on his back.

"What happened?! Are you okay?!"

Dusknoir took in a sharp, pained breath.

"He used Brine in my eye."

Celebi gasped in disbelief. Dusknoir could feel a warmth coming from her hands. The intense, sharp pain was slowly draining away.

"Why would he do that?!" Celebi shouted, both in anger and concern.

Dusknoir winced as he was able to open his eye, still stinging a lot.

"It may be my fault. They must have known I was-."

"That's not possible!" Celebi snapped. "There was no way they could have known that we were coming back! Much less know about you!"

Dusknoir wanted to believe her.

Dusknoir stood back up.

"Can you see alright?"

Dusknoir looked around.

He couldn't.

Everything looked blurry.

Dusknoir nodded. "We need to catch him."

Celebi sighed in relief.

********

One second Twig was hiding in the closet, holding Darkrai close to her.

The next, the closet door had been torn off it's hinges.

And now she was rolling against the ground outside, having been thrown through the window by Grovyle.

She looked up to see Grovyle hop down from the window.

She'd never seen this kind of murderous intent from anyone. Even the legends she fought against.

She was terrified.

Twig righted herself into a sitting position and held out her hand.

"Grovyle! Wait, it's me! Twig!" She shouted.

Grovyle stopped and stared at her for a few seconds.

Then he looked even angrier.

"How DARE you use her voice!!!" He yelled, he held his hands close together and an Energy Ball formed between them.

"Wait! No!" She tried pleading with him.

He launched the Energy Ball at her and, despite her efforts to move out of the way, It hit her in the chest. A Shockwave of pain launching itself through her body as she was flung backwards again.

She looked up to see Grovyle rushing forward at her, his leaves so sharp that they were reflecting light.

Twig sunk down into the shadows as Grovyle lept at her, swinging at empty air.

Twig rose back up behind him.

Grovyle spun around and slashed at her eyes with his claws. She raised an arm to defend herself. His claw raked against her arm, breaking skin.

She shot out her other arm and grabbed his wrist, and then used her defending arm to grapple his upper arm up near his shoulder. She spun him around before swinging him over her head and slamming his back against the ground, a small crater forming. He coughed up some blood upon impact.

Twig positioned herself right above him, pinning his wrists against the ground.

"Please Grovyle! Just listen to-!"

Grovyle bit down on something and several massive flames shot out of his mouth. A Blast Seed.

Twig cried out in pain and shock as the flames engulfed her head. She stumbled backwards before she felt the pain of another Energy Ball slamming into her. Launching her back to the house, she slumped against the outside wall and managed to look up at him. Her vision blurred from tears, and almost fainting.

Why wasn't the rain putting the fires out?

Why was it raining through the metal ceiling?

Why was Grovyle walking through the fires without being harmed?

Why was this happening to her?

Why did she abandon them?

This is her fault.

She deserves this.

She deserves to die.

******

It didn't take long for Dusknoir to track Kip down again. The muddy ground from the downpour aided greatly. Even if his vision was impaired.

Kip tripped over a root that stuck out from the ground. He tried to push himself back up, but his arms gave out.

"Kip! Why are you so scared! He's not going to hurt you!" Celebi shouted as she landed on the ground next to him.

Kip didn't acknowledge her presence. He was trying to drag himself forward. Tears running down his face, his breathing quick and labored.

What in the world has him like this!?

Celebi stepped in front of him and looked him in the eyes.

"Kip! It's okay! You're safe! We aren't going to hurt you!"

Kip stared at her.

Celebi lifted him up with Psychic and hugged him, getting mud all over her.

"There you go. It's okay. I'm here for you." Celebi gently caressed the back of Kip's head, as his breathing gradually became slower and more even.

"Wh- gh. Where's Grovyle?" He managed to choke out.

"He went to the house to make sure Twig is safe. It'll be-"

"No! NO!!!" Kip suddenly shouted. He pushed Celebi away, and spun around. He fell back to the ground and started dragging himself again in the direction of the house.

"TWIG!!!" Kip screamed, his breathing sped back up again. Tears rushed down his face faster than the rain could wash them away.

"That's it!" Celebi shouted. "I'm looking ahead!" She closed her eyes and pressed her hands against her temples. "I need to see what in the world has got you..." She trailed off. Her eyes opened wide in horror.

Dusknoir asked. "Celebi? What did you-"

"Twig is the legend." Celebi muttered.

Dusknoir flinched. Kip's body tensed up.

"Wh- How is that possible?!" Dusknoir nearly shouted.

"I- I don't know! Twig is just in Darkrai's body now!"

Kip was hyperventilating. Dusknoir was worried that Kip couldnt breathe.

Dusknoir spoke. "If Twig is the legend then that means..." his eye widened "Oh no..."

Celebi looked at him with terror. "Grovyle will-"

Celebi was interrupted by Kip bursting into loud wailing.

Dusknoir grabbed him and held him to his chest as Dusknoir and Celebi rushed to get back to the house. Praying that they aren't too late.

*******

Grovyle limped towards his target.

They stared at him with fear. Tears were running down their face.

Good.

Grovyle felt pain shoot through his body with each breath. That hit he took definitely broke some ribs.

He pushed the legend's chest against the wall they were up against, unfortunately they didn't have much of a neck to choke.

Grovyle breathed heavily as he raised his arm. The legend stared past him for some reason.

"This is for screwing with us for the last two weeks!" He shouted as he slashed his claw against their chest. The legend crying out in pain in Twig's voice.

Stop that.

"This is for forcing Twig and Kip to live with you!" He slashed it's chest again.

"And THIS" He slashed the legend again "IS FOR HURTING TWIG!!" He slashed it again.

Grovyle breathed heavily as the legend was barely able to keep their eyes open. The blood pouring from their chest being washed off by the rain.

Grovyle prepared a final leaf blade.

"And now. I'll make sure you never hurt her again." He growled.

The legend looked at him with a weird sense of acceptance.

That's right. You do deserve this.

"GROVYLE! STOP!!!" Celebi screamed from behind him.

Grovyle turned his head to look behind him. Celebi and Dusknoir were rushing out of the forest. Kip was being held in Dusknoir's arms. His eyes wide, staring at him with sorrow and horror.

"THAT'S NOT DARKRAI!" Celebi yelled "THAT'S TWIG!!!"

Grovyle hesitated before turning back towards the legend...

First they used Twig's voice.

And now illusions of his friends.

Grovyle's leaves became impossibly sharp as he prepared to decapitate this vermin.

He begun his final swing before stopping.

The legend in front of him, the one he was about to kill, was wincing the same way Twig does.

Grovyle lowered his arm.

It was her.

It really was her.

But why-

How did she-

Why was she-

Grovyle stumbled backwards before falling to the ground.

Celebi, Dusknoir and Kip surrounded her. Shouting things that were muffled. His ears were ringing.

Grovyle's eyes didn't leave Twig's bleeding chest as her muscles relaxed. Her eyes cloudy, and only halfway shut.

He just killed her.

Each raindrop landing on the ground around him made his head pound with excruciating pain.

The three's shouting became more panicked. All three of them were crying. Dusknoir picked up Twig's body and rushed her inside the house.

Grovyle felt that the ground beneath him would open up and swallow him whole.

He wished it would do that.

Grovyle saw Twig stumble out of the doorway, before turning around to look inside, her tail flame a deep pink.

No. It wasnt Twig.

Grovyle launched himself forward and grabbed the legend that took her body by the neck. Catching them off guard. He slammed them against the ground.

"WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER!?" Grovyle screamed.

The legend choked and gasped for air. Grovyle loosened his grip on their neck, only a little bit.

"I did nothing!" The legend hissed. A deep voice coming out of Twig's body. "I know not how we switched bodies, nor for what purpose!"

Grovyle's leaves sharpened "How do I know you're not lying!?"

"You don't!" He gasped. "But just know that what you have done on this day was the purpose behind Kip's disappearance!"

Grovyle recoiled. Releasing the legend, who started coughing and gasping for air.

The legend silently pushed himself off the ground and walked inside. Sneaking his way past the three pokemon tending to Twig. Shivering like how Twig used to.

Grovyle stared at her body, splayed out on top of the table. She was barely breathing. Celebi trying to heal her while Kip and Dusknoir desperately applied medicine and bandages to all of her lacerations.

The lacerations he gave her

It had been years since Twig last saw him.

And the first thing he did when he met her may have just been killing her.

Grovyle fell forward on his knees, Clutching his head. His sobbing drowned out by the pouring rain.

Empathy

A fic about the Riolu post from yesterday. Had a lot of fun with this one, so thinking about a part 2. Let me know if you want it! (Fic under the cut!)

The final light of day was leeching from the sky, taking it's warmth with it, and Charizard savoured that last feeling of heat on her scales. Reaching for the sky, she flew higher and higher, chasing the sun, but it slipped from her grasp, and with a peaceful smile, she stopped flapping her mighty wings, and fell.

The wind rushed by her, the flame on her tail flaring, and slowly, she twisted, opened her wings and caught the breeze, gliding down towards their log cabin, high in the mountains.

The garden was coming along nicely, but the weeds kept creeping in. She'd have to flambe the soil and strip away all the excess moisture. It was a good thing she'd picked up those new seeds today.

The seeds! Oh, Sarah, you-

Her eyes growing wide, she breezed in to land, quickly rifling through the satchel slung over her shoulder. Thankfully, it was all still there, though his present was a little smooshed after her stunt. Muttering under her breath, Sarah tried to mould it back into shape, but with limited success.

Deciding it was good enough, she stomped up the front steps and threw the door open. "I'm home!" Met with only resounding silence, she peered down the hall, and wandered into the kitchen. "Blue, you here?"

"Hello."

Sarah jumped, smacking her head on the roof and stumbling into the countertop as she landed awkwardly. "Don't do that!"

"Sorry, are you alright?" Blue's expression was carefully neutral and she knew he was only asking to be polite.

She snorted, if only he'd laughed at her fright, that would've been better than this apparent indifference. That said, one of these day he was going to give her a heart attack, then he really wouldn't be laughing.

"'M fine,' she grumbled, rubbing her head and glaring at the rafters. "We need to raise the roof. It was fine when I was a Charmeleon but this is just getting ridiculous."

"I'll get started on it tomorrow."

Raising her brows, she looked the Riolu up and down. "I'm not sure you're really equipped for the job."

"Okay, you can do it, and I'll get to work on some bigger furniture." He jumped onto a stool, and the extra height meant his eyeline was level with the base of her neck, as if accentuating his point.

"Please, I'm really sick of the chairs giving way under me." She poked at her round belly, her wings drooping.

His head tilting, Blue pointed at satchel still hanging from her shoulder. "Did you get the blankets?"

"The blankets?" Her face clearing, she dropped her head into her hands. "The blankets!"

Blue nodded patiently, as if completely unsurprised. "You know, the sole thing you went to town for."

"Hey, that wasn't the only reason!"

Blue merely rose his brows in an unspoken question.

Her face flushing, Sarah dug into the satchel, pulling out his gift and sliding it across the countertop. "I also went to get this."

Slowly, Blue took it, turning it over in his hands. "It's a Glaceon plushie?"

The tail was a different colour from the rest of it, the crystal on it's head was lopsided and one of the ears was missing. The stuffing had been pushed forwards, so it had a massive head and spindly legs, but it was indeed a Glaceon plushie.

She crossed her arms, puffed her chest and, raising her head, tried, and failed, to keep the smile from her face. "Yep! Just like the one you had as a kid, remember, you told me?"

"You remembered?"

"Of course! So, what do you think?"

Glancing at the monstrosity in his hands, Blue nodded and placed it aside. "It's very sweet, thank you. Getting back on topic, did you purposely forget the blankets so I'd have to sleep next to you to keep warm?"

Her face fell and her arms dropped limply to her sides. "Seriously?"

Blue shrugged. "I wouldn't put it past you."

Muttering under her breath, Sarah stormed from the house, slamming the door shut behind her. Blue's head tilted as he watched her through the window, disappearing amongst the trees. Eventually, he shrugged and began working on dinner, occasionally glancing at the deformed Glaceon, smiling at him from where it sat abandoned.

As the night dragged on, and stars appeared in the sky, Blue waited, sitting at the table with a steaming bowl of stew before him. By the time Sarah returned, the meal was cold and she silently reheated it. They ate together, only exchanging a few words, before promptly going to bed.

Once upon a time, they'd had two small nests, now she barely fit in the one large one. So, after she'd climbed onto the bed of moss and soft grass, Blue jumped in, curling against her side. She laid her tail over his chest and partially covered him with a wing. There, his eyes closed and mind quiet, head resting against her side, he could hear her heartbeat; it was his favourite sound.

It was his own little cocoon, and he'd never felt so safe. Well, apart from when they'd first met. Even now he remembered it clearly, despite, or perhaps because of, how miserable it had been.

He'd woken up in this strange world, in a new body, with nothing but amnesia, and an aching sense of loss. Cautiously, he'd wandered into town, scared and amazed by everything around him. Then, as someone bumped into him, it all came crashing down.

With that first contact he'd felt something strange, a flash of colour and a trickle of emotions that weren't his. Curiously, he reached for the light, and grabbed it, but it slipped through his fingers and poured outwards. In an instant, he'd been able to feel it all, the townsfolk's every emotion. Happiness, love, excitement, loneliness, anxiety, grief.

He'd dropped to his knees, clutching at his head and screaming brokenly. It was as if he'd been dropped into the ocean's depths, endless black on every side, the pressure was crushing him. Please, please, make it stop.

That was when she appeared, a little Charmander, swinging her tail with reckless abandon, she slammed him in the head, knocking him unconscious.

When he came to, they were in the forest, and it was quiet. Sarah was sitting nearby, a mix of concern and guilt clear on her face. She went to apologise, but he felt it before she could get the words out.

He started sobbing, and she hovered just out of reach, her arms waving frantically. Eventually, she settled for sitting beside him, rubbing his back. Feeling her concern and warmth, Blue had cried until he had nothing left, until he was empty. She became the only person he could touch, and they retreated to the mountains. After that, he never reached for the light again, but at night, curled against her side, he thought he could feel just a piece of it. In the rough edge of her scales, in the warmth of her tail, in the beat of her heart, he could know a fragment of everything he was missing out on.

So, he couldn't help but frown when Sarah groaned and pulled herself from the nest.

"Follow me, now," she demanded, voice thick with sleep.

Blue whined, but did as he was told, following her out into the cold night. The mountain air raced through his fur, sending shivers down his spine, and the stars sparkled radiantly in the heavens above.

She lowered herself and gestured with her head. "Climb on."

Fiddling with his hands, Blue took a half-step back. "Why?"

"If I drop you I'll never hear the end of it. This way, it's not totally my fault."

"Yeah, that's a really poor reason to-ugh!"

Rolling her eyes, Sarah snatched his shoulders, pulled him close and launched into the air. Beating her mighty wings, she climbed higher into the air, catching a gale and riding it upwards. Blue wanted to scream but settled for latching onto her arms, eyes shut tight.

Sarah yelled over the roar of the wind, "do you trust me?"

"Absolutely not!"

She smirked. "Wrong answer."

Gripping him tighter, she spun, dove, and rose, her tail tracing their path through the sky.

His ears pinned back, Blue screamed, "thank you for nothing, you useless reptile!"

Laughing to herself, Sarah pulled him away from her chest and flew a loop-de-loop, dropping him in the roll and catching him on her back when she was right way up again.

Blue yelped and wrapped his arms around her neck, his quiet whimpers torn away by the wind.

Sarah levelled out and glided above the mountain range, unable to keep the smile from her face."I'm not landing till you open your eyes."

"This is cruel and unusual punishment!"

"And it will continue until you open your eyes!"

Gripping her neck tighter, Blue slowly opened his eyes and immediately shut them again. The mountains raced by far below, their tree covered slopes bathed in moonlight.

Sarah rolled her eyes. "Look up, dummy."

Turning his gaze to the heavens, Blue opened his eyes once more, and it took his breath away. Above them, countless stars shimmered, an ocean of jewels against a sea of black.

"It's... beautiful."

"Duh," Sarah said, chuckling. "I could stay up here forever, but I could never reach the stars. Though, if they reached out their hand, I would take it in an instant."

Leaning over, Blue glanced around, and couldn't help but notice the starlight glinting off her amber eyes, and she smiled back at him.

"If they could hear me, I would tell them, that they don't have to be afraid. That they don't have to keep hiding. They could come down from the sky, and I would hold them close, and listen to it all. Even if their spark faded, I would still love them."

There, amidst that sprawling sky, with all those glittering stars, there was only one piece of light Blue cared about. Closing his eyes, he reached out, and grabbed it. In that instant, it was like seeing her for the first time, all over again. She was filled with laughter, and worry, but there was something new as well, something that hadn't been there before.

Instantly, tears sprung to his eyes and Blue began to bawl, his cries seeping out into the night like ghostly howls. He could never have imagined he was so loved.

Nia sketches!

Whoops, I totally forgot to share the team name! This is Team Sunspark, the newest apprentice team at Wigglytuff’s Guild!

Hey so you all know that Pokemon Mystery Dungeon game for the DS that I post about all the time right? Funny story, I haven't actually played it. Until now, that is! Meet Clay, the human turned shinx, and his charmander partner Leo. I'll probably be posting about them more in the near future as I get further in the game and get more character ideas for them, so be on the lookout for that! :D

Sky blue/cerulean, cats, peach! :3

And anyone who sees this feel free to reblog with yours!

A person's favorite color, favorite animal, and favorite flavor of ice cream can say a lot about them when considering the answers as a whole. Some prime examples I've heard are:

~ Silver, Artic Wolf, and Mint Chocolate Chip.

~ Pink/Yellow, Putu Bird, and Cotton Candy.

~ Light Brown, Tree Kangaroo, and Rum Raisin.

~ Green, Pig, and Cookie Dough.

Mine are:

~ Burgundy, Fox, and Moose Tracks.

Tag some friends and get a sense of who they are! :)

@notable-bumblr @persistentchaos @enterfandomreference @valerietompson @paper-crowns-and-tiaras @ironxprince @acecuddle @angst-dealer @hey-you-i-just

LOZ x Dunmeshi crossover