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HAPPY HALLOWEEN WHO WANTS A POKEMON AU FIC (pokemon au of course belonging to @im-feelin-sick) ABOUT HOW NNY GOT A GHOST DOG (and if you'd prefer an ao3 link here it is)

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It was a slow day at Nny’s gym. Nobody cluelessly wandering their way in, none of the ghosts causing a ruckus. Just a good day to relax and--

“NNY! I think there’s a new ghost out in the alley!” Sableye called from another room.

--So much for that.  

“And why is that MY problem?!” Nny yelled back, already heaving himself off the couch.

“One of us is the resident ghost-type magnet, and it’s not me!”

...He had no counterargument to that, so Nny kept his mouth shut as he made his way to Sableye. 

The gym, such as it was, was occasionally nightmarish to navigate; he wasn’t sure whether or not any of the Ghost-types could fuck with architecture like that, but he wasn’t particularly inclined to bother looking it up.

It’s not like finding out the reason would make it stop, since a decent chunk of the Pokemon lurking around had... less than positive opinions of him. Most didn’t listen to him.

He found Sableye in what was probably a breakroom at some point in the past, rummaging around in the cabinets. “I figure that maybe this time you can get off to a good start with a new Pokemon, instead of it immediately trying to bite your arm off or something, yeah?” Sableye explained, pulling away from the cabinets and holding up a can of Pokemon food.

“Good point,” Nny admitted, taking the offered can before asking, “Did you get a look at the thing outside?”

Sableye shook its head, exiting the breakroom to lead Nny to the alleyway. “I saw a candle flame, that’s about it. Could’ve been a Litwick, maybe, but it didn’t seem interested in talking. Ran off before I could ask what it was doing.”

Nny hummed, an affirmation that he was listening, while his focus was more on getting the can open with one of his knives. He’d done it enough times that the risk of an accident was low, but not impossible.

Fortunately for him, he was successful, popping the lid off and tossing it aside. “At least it didn’t jump straight to fighting. Might actually be friendly for once,” he said.

Sableye huffed in amusement. “Bringing the tally of Pokemon that tolerate you up to, oh, about 2% of the gym’s population, sure.”

Nny sputtered in indignation, about to go on a slightly-joking tirade in his defense, when he stopped. “--Ah, door’s here.”

Sableye stepped to the side, giving Nny room to open the door and take a look outside.

The alleyway behind the gym tended to be empty - any squatters were either scared off or killed after trying to settle down. That usual emptiness was present, except for a burning candle set right outside the door.

“...Sableye, you’re sure that’s it? It’s just a fucking candle--” Nny started, before getting interrupted by a faint rumble and an unsettling cry as something burst from the ground.

Both Nny and Sableye reacted the way one might expect from a Pokemon and trainer who’ve spent the last few years living in a gym full of vindictive ghosts: Poorly. 

Both were poised to attack, but when the dust settled, what stood before them was a small, gray dog with a candle on its head.

“Huh. Never seen a Ghost-type like this before,” Nny observed as he stowed his knife away, rummaging through his jacket pockets for his Pokedex. It was an old model, the paint chipped away in places, but functional enough.

Finding it, Nny crouched down and set the can of food before the Pokemon, holding up the Pokedex to scan as it ate.

“Greavard, the Ghost Dog Pokemon,” chimed the Pokedex after a moment. “Some say that a dog Pokemon that died without ever interacting with a human was reborn as this Pokemon. Its bite force is strong enough to shatter bones. Th--”  The Pokedex abruptly stopped, its screen going black.

“Fuck’s sake-- I need to get this damn thing fixed,” Nny muttered, glaring at it before glancing back at the Greavard. It looked up at him, its tail wagging as it took a few steps closer. “...Y’know, despite the bear trap situation with its mouth, ‘s a cute dog,” he admitted, scratching it behind the ears.

“And it hasn’t tried to bite your arm off,” Sableye added. Nny rolled his eyes and headed back inside, gesturing for the two to follow. 

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Around a week or so later, Nny sat cross-legged on his couch, idly channel surfing. As had been the case for the last week, Greavard sat dutifully in front of the couch, chin rested on Nny’s leg.

“Fuckin’ clingy, huh?” He asked, tearing his eyes away from whatever inane garbage was on the screen. “You aren’t very talkative, either, so I don’t expect an answer,” he added, brow furrowed as he thought back to their first encounter.

That Pokedex entry had gotten cut off by its abrupt shutdown. Maybe it had more to say?

With that thought, Nny got out the Pokedex, skipping through the list to Greavard’s entry and reading ahead, instead of relying on the readout. 

“This friendly Pokemon doesn't like being alone. Pay it even the slightest bit of attention, and it will follow you forever.”

...

Shutting down the Pokedex and putting it away once more, Johnny reached down to pet Greavard.

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Hey who wants some of that Pokemon AU that @im-feelin-sick made (and i suppose i'm co-creator for)? I've been working on and off on my own contributions to it, and now I've got something finished

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“Ya fucked up.”

“I know.”

“Badly.”

“I know.”

Sableye grumbled irritably at Nny’s subdued responses - glad that he was acknowledging what was being said, but also aggravated at this conversation’s existence. 

The pair of them (plus Houndstone, whose head was currently resting on Nny’s legs) wouldn’t be sitting here, Sableye having to stitch his wounds, if Nny hadn’t turned on a goddamn dime out of nowhere in the middle of his date with Devi.

But here they fucking were! And, honestly, it wasn’t just Nny who got hurt during that whole... thing. Sableye itself had stepped in after shoving aside its panic, and Nny’s other Pokemon fought back in kind.

They, however, didn’t have the years of experience Sableye did. Sure, it took a few hits, but nothing near as bad as the beating Nny got.

It was pretty sure a length of 2x4 got involved at one point.

“The fact that she didn’t cave in your skull would be a miracle if it weren’t for how thick the damn thing is,” it muttered, briefly stopping its ministrations to flick a claw against his head. 

Even in this mess, it wasn’t above a lighthearted jab or two. And, frankly, Sableye felt it had the right to be at least a little petty.

“Ow, ow, sore spot,” Nny winced, ducking his head. Sableye would’ve rolled its eyes if that were possible. “Your entire body is a sore spot right now, Johnny, c’mon. And stay still, I’m almost done with these stitches.”

--- HALF AN HOUR LATER ---

They were all situated on the couch; Nny cross-legged on one side, Houndstone curled up on the other, and Sableye perched on the back.

Sableye held up its closed hands. “Good news,” it raised a finger on its left hand, “nobody died.”

“And the--”

“Bad news,” a finger raised on its right hand, “you fucked up a perfectly good date,” another finger raised, “you got your ass kicked the worst it’s ever been,” a third, “and now someone who knows about your murderous tendencies is out and about.”

Nny’s head sunk lower with each addition. 

“And, bonus problem, Marshadow followed Devi on her way out,” Sableye concluded.

As it expected, Nny almost bolted off the couch, only kept in place by Houndstone, who let out a stubborn huff as it sprawled across Nny’s lap.

“Fucking-- Houndstone, move!” Nny shouted, to no success.

Sableye shook its head. “We already talked about this while dragging you back here,” it explained. “You’re in no shape to go anywhere, and, more importantly, I don’t think she’d listen to anything you have to say after the shit you pulled.”

They both knew Sableye had a point - at times, it was the closest thing he had to a proper voice of reason.

“Then what the fuck am I supposed to do? Sit around and live with the fact that that fucking thing is bound to cause problems for her?”

“Considering what happened a couple hours ago, yes. What’re you gonna do, write her a fucking apology note? “Sorry I tried to kill you,” or something, so she’ll listen to you?”

“...”

“Oh my fucking God don’t tell me you were actually considering that.” It looked, and sounded, thoroughly exhausted. Of fucking course he’d get that idea in his head. “I’m nipping that in the bud right now, that’s not gonna work out for you.”

Even with that shutdown, there was still a defiant, plotting look in Nny’s eyes. Some sort of plan was brewing in there, it could tell.

Sableye pinched between its eyes, slowly shaking its head. “I know you’re gonna do something stupid. At least try not to get caught,” it urged. It knew Nny well enough by now; when he got a particular kind of idea stuck in his head, he’d hardly ever budge on the matter.

If it’d known that Nny was planning on stalking, of all things, it would’ve beaten him over the head.

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A frien asked me if I had ever drawn Nny from JTHM..

Not since I was a wee edgy teenager many many years ago.. but have a quick scrib.

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getting back into editing and had an idea

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soimadethis

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shes Specifically burning hem vanilla incense (the Best One)

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hey, don’t cry. johnny monster from Halloween Spectacular of Spooky Doom, ok?

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Silly little Nny doodle I made whilst rediscovering my love for Pixilart.

(sorry about the quality)

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Devi because I love her. Quality got murdered again, hope that’s okay.

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Meh

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d-boy has become real

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thinking about “you haven’t met all the people who will love you” and like!!! you also haven’t found all the things that will make you happy!!!! there will always be new authors and musicians and artists whose work you will one day discover and love!!!! there will always be new hobbies and skills for you to learn and feel fulfilled by!!! there will always be new things around the corner that will bring sudden and unexpected happiness!!!!!!!!!!!