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[gildead]

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I KNOW THOU CANST HEAR ME. EVEN THE DEEPEST OF SLEEP CANNOT CONCEAL THY CONSCIOUS.

THOU HAST ABUSED THE BLESSING I HAST GENEROUSLY GRANTED YOU. THY MOCKERY OF MINE POWER HAS GIVEN BIRTH TO AN ABOMINATION OF NATURE.

SUCH ABERRATIONS WERE NE'R MEANT TO EXIST. NOT IN THE UNIVERSE MINE CREATOR DREAMT OF.

SOME MAY BELIEVE THY SUFFERING IS PUNISHMENT ENOUGH. THAT THY TERMINAL DECLINE SHALL SERVE AS YOUR JUDGMENT FROM THE ORIGINAL ONE.

AND YET, THY TRANSGRESSION ON LIFE ITSELF HAS NOT BEEN CORRECTED.

AWAKEN FROM THY SLUMBER NOW, CELEBI.

AND KNOW THAT I AM WATCHING.

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His eye sockets widen slightly, the edges glistening with goopy black tears. It's obvious that CC loves him. Loved him. It didn't matter. Gold just wished that he could have proven himself strong enough to fight alongside her, to tell her of all he'd been through up until that point. Sure, CC would want him to be safe...

But he wanted her to be safe too.

Gold allows Wario to take his sleeve, allowing the floppy end to curl around Wario's hand. It's not exactly a hand squeezing back, but it's enough of a gesture to simulate one. "Y... yeah. I'm pretty tired."

"I would presume so." Please stands up straight and loops around to Gold's other side, nudging him forwards. "Between both of your little outings, I'd say you've worried enough adults for one week."

Gold's face went paler than its usual chalk white, and he motioned for her to not continue. She complied, but threw a glance towards Wario with narrowed eyes -- almost as if telling Gold to tell Wario before she did.

Gold frowned before he continued.

"I... might have more to apologize to you and Jimmy for than just this."

Wario reached a hand up to acknowledge Please. His expression wavered.

The man thought about the assistance he received back in the studio. Their form barely held together, like most of their strength was put into moving rather than fighting. But how much did any of them know about clone biology, anyway? He never had the chance to get that check-up Dr. Crygor offered all that time back... If anyone could figure those frogs out, it'd definitely be him.

Sigh. He's never wanted to be sure of something so bad before. Bring the kid some comfort, set up a welcome home party, and forget any of this nightmare occurred.

. . .

❝ I don't know, Gold. ❞ And that's the worst part, isn't it? ❝ But ... She was thinkin' of us. CC knows what she means to us. She knows you love her, Gold. ❞ Just as he and Shokora did. Along with Papeeno and the other oddballs from 'Italy,' he'd caught hanging around her. ❝ And she'd want you to be safe and happy, above all else. ❞

He reached his free hand out to one of Gold's sleeves, giving it a tight squeeze.

❝ ... For now, the best thing we can do is head back. ❞ While he hadn't seen Gustavo, Brick, Papeeno, or... Omino, since they were brought to NTV, he trusted them to be okay. If Pizzahead lied about getting Omino help, that twig of a clown was going to have a new problem to worry about. ❝ You look tired, buddy. ❞

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Gold lets out a surprised yelp as somebody grabs his hood from behind, squirming in response. He calms down as he's rotated around, realizing that it's not another Noise clone, but his dad. His dad, who certainly didn't look very happy about the incident.

"B-But I didn't get to..." He trails off as soon as Wario chides him for running off from Jimmy. His sockets widen. That's right, Wario didn't know about the stuff with Hypno, didn't he? The old man was going to have a heart attack when he found out Gold didn't weasel his way into trouble once, but twice. He'd probably double the grounding Shinto put him under.

"...Sorry, Dad." Gold hangs his head, ashamed, as he watches Igglybuff snuggle up against Wario, cooing. Please comes up behind Wario, balancing her head on top of his.

"D'you think..." His pupils vanish briefly. "D'you really think she'll come back?"

"It's just... I didn't get a chance to say goodbye, and if she doesn't, I won't--"

He plucks Gold up by his hoodie...

...And sloooowly rotates him so they meet eye to eye.

Exhausted, relieved, and frustrated — He hadn't the time to process Gold's assistance during the battle. Wario knows for a fact he cannot stop Gold from doing as he pleases; despite his best efforts. He imagined even 5-Volt would struggle to wrangle in her son if he was dead, could teleport anywhere, and... yeah.

❝ I've already checked. Don't waste yer breath. ❞ He tried to keep Cotton Candy and the other clone in his peripheral, but he lost them as the fog rolled in with the suped-up duplicates. While that fact stung, made him feel like he failed her... His daughter was as stubborn as the boy before him. ❝ She'll come back —❞ If she does. ❝ — when she's ready. She's a tough lil' cookie ❞

Speaking of Gold...

❝ Didn't-a Wario tell you to stay with Jimmy?❞ His tone is firm but calm. His eyes fall upon the rest of his Pokemon team with a somewhat grateful gaze. Even if Wario couldn't keep track of Gold's adventures, at least someone would. ❝ You fought good, kid, but ... We're going back there, you're apologizing to him — and then we'll see 'bout taking care of these fellas. ❞

He scooped the Igglybuff from Gold and pressed it gently against his chest. Oh, CC...

❝ ... Thank you for the help. I think ... the worst of it is over now. ❞

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"Boy. Boy, get up."

Gold slowly comes to where he landed, his expression dazed and confused. Things had happened far too fast for his liking. One moment, they were collecting their bearings in the corner; the next, the three had found themselves hurtled against the wall of NTV studios.

Thankfully, Please and Igglybuff don't look any worse for wear -- and as Gold sits up, he realizes that he'd subconsciously pulled his body around Igglybuff's, shielding it from harm.

"Let's get to your father, Gold." Please turns to lead the way. "It's about time we get back--"

"Wait." Gold wrings his sleeves. "B-Before we do..."

"There's... someone I gotta find first."

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real talk regarding the snoise stuff, i love how everyone's bailing at this point and meanwhile gold is just like

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I will be kind on purpose.

I will help where I can on purpose.

I will love others on purpose.

I refuse to be as cruel as the world wants me to be.

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Please struggles to navigate through the fog and aggressive clones, lugging Gold's body and Igglybuff behind her as she moves. Thankfully, being an exceedingly high level Pokémon means she's able to tank a good amount of their hits. All she needs to do is find Gold's head--

An explosion of gold and pink illuminates the fog in front of her. She makes out the silhouette of Gold's floating head, followed by a hellish shriek that destabilizes several clones reaching for him.

Thanks to the new surge of adrenaline in her body, Please rushes to Gold's side. "Boy, what--"

"Shinto..." Gold mutters weakly, his jaw stitching itself back together. "They got Shinto--"

The Typhlosion curses under her breath. "Get over here. You sound exhausted."

Gold's head floats over to his body, screwing itself back in with a few twists and turns. He slumps against Please, his face buried in her fur. "We can't leave yet. Dad and CC--"

Ugh. Why did he have to be so stubborn? Even some of the stronger fighters had joined into the max exodus from the battlefield once the fog and clones rolled in. Please herself isn't sure how many ethers and elixirs are left in Gold's bag.

"Fine then." She huffs. "We'll stay. But we're no longer fighting."

"We're going to safer ground, boy. Prepare yourself to ride this out."

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It's bad enough that Gold's vision is frankly horrendous thanks to his lack of eyeballs. But with the fog rolling in and the new onset of clones attacking?

He can't see Shinto. Or his Pokémon.

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@tetramulti asked:

Shinto is scuttling around, Crimson and Grey dangling from her mouth. "GOLD. KIDDO, I THINK IT'S TIME TO GO- Where is your body?"

"I'm not leaving, Auntie." Gold's pupils flick towards Please and Igglybuff, still on the ground together. Please has tied his sleeves in a knot around her torso, allowing her to lug his body around safely through the rubble. "People need help. I-- I can help them."

"Dad's here. Mr. Bananana's here. Even..." He sniffles. "CC's here. They'll look after me."

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As soon as the tower starts crumbling on top of everyone, Gold immediately leaps over Please, shielding her head with his body. Igglybuff, still attached to him via baby carrier, squeaks as it squishes against the Typhlosion. Gold's sleeves rematerialize to wrap around them as his head jettisons itself from his body.

In his smaller form, Gold flies up into the air, breathing a sigh of relief as the rubble on top of his body and Pokémon shifts. Please pops her head out, with Igglybuff squirming out from on top of her.

It's times like these he's thankful for his lack of mortality.

New mission: find everybody else.

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"THERE ARE CHILDREN HERE, YOUNG MAN."

"OH COME ON, I AM AT LEAST A SOLID SIX."

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"シャツを元に戻してください。"

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@pizzatrocious asked:

A handful of clones were quick to sneak up on Gold, ready to pounce. But, before they get the chance... a quick flash of black, pink, and red cut them down with the swipe of a metal pipe, leaving only their goopy remains behind. The Peppino clone turned toward Gold... making eye contact. It lingered for a moment, the battle-hungry expression briefly wavering... And just like that, it was off to go help another.

"Boy, come on! We don't have time for this!" Please hates to bark at her trainer, but with the pressure mounting, his fumbling through his bag isn't a good use of time.

Gold, for his part, struggles through the bag. "Your PP's down. Just... if I can get my Elixirs, I can restore it--"

"Iggly! Igglybuff!" CC's Igglybuff waves its arms frantically, squirming in the baby carrier. Gold turns around, too late as the clones descend on the three of them. Forgive him for not having a jumpscare ready to go, the other extremely loud scream that just rang out kind of rattled him.

They descend, and--

Oh.

Igglybuff recognizes the mystery figure first. Pokémon have a strong connection to their trainer, and while the Peppino clone's only half its trainer, it's enough to have the tiny puffball squirm in the clone's direction. Gold, meanwhile, stares in shock. Goopy tears stream down his pale face.

He knows that shade of pink. He knows it well.

Even if it's now Hot Topic-flavored.

"CC...?" He quivers. "Sis-?"

And in the blink of an eye, the clone rushes off.

"CC, wait-!!" Gold tries to follow after her, but a hand catches his hood. He looks back to see Please holding onto him, shaking her head.

Her expression, though, is one of sheer empathy. Of understanding.

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"GO, DAD!"

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@emptyzone replied:

jae vc gold it's okay. they're by all means extensions of the same horrid horrid man and it's self defense I assure you

"...I was talking 'bout CC. Not the clones."