Donut Hole - Chapter 15
Two Time
I'm out on the block again (Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba)
So hopped up that I can't pretend (Ooh)
Two time! (Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba) Stay friends
Problem that you can't defend (Oh)
Hands up, feel okay (Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba)
Whose heart could I break today?
Two time! (Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba) Stay friends
Problem that you can't defend
[Big long chapter for you guys to snack on!]
[ao3 Link!]
The two clan leaders met on the path to Jubilife.
“Good morning, Irida.”
“There is little good about it.”
Adaman smirked a little at this. “Oh, Sinnoh forbid you had to wake up early-”
“There was an accident at my settlement.” she said, the coldness in her voice immediately made Adaman regret his joking quip.
“I-I’m sorry. I wasn’t aware. Is it an overstep to ask what happened?”
“Yes. Yes it would be.”
They may have been working together to quell the nobles with the Galaxy Team, but things were still…frosty.
But Adaman wasn’t one to give up. “Just as well.” he said, arms crossed over his chest, his tone casual. “We’ve had issues as well. Currently half of our settlement is buried under mud from a landslide.”
“But it’s not the season for landslides?” Irida said quietly, raising an eyebrow.
“I know. There was…an incident.” he explained. “That's why I’m here, to seek the aid of the Galaxy team. My people can’t handle the frenzied nobles and the aftermath of a landslide.”
Irida was silent for a moment. “...there was a fire. A very bad one. I am here to discuss options-”
“It was the boy, wasn’t it?”
She shot him a surprised look. “How did you-?!”
Adaman shook his head. “Call it a hunch. And between you me, that kid was behind the landslide. He’s been running my poor people ragged. He ruined Iscan’s tent, and he even bit Arezu.”
“He bit her?” she repeated, “I suppose we’re lucky he only caused a fire.”
“That you know of. He’s still in the Icelands, right? Pray your precious mentor can handle him!”
“Well he handled Palina, Lian, and I-” she shook her head. “We are getting off topic. My people need to rebuild, and my Wardens cannot afford any more of their time. He already rattled Ingo something fierce. He won’t tell us what Berry said to him, but it’s clearly bothering him-”
“Well. Then we are here for the same reason.” Adaman drawled. “That kid needs help. And we don’t have the time -”
“- or space -”
“- to do anything about it. But Jubilife should be able to help, right? I’d hate to ask, but this seems like their…thing. They took Dawn in, what’s one more wayward child, right?”
Irida grimaced. “Argh. Dawn. Should we tell her?”
He waved her off. “Nah. Poor girl has so much on her plate already. She doesn’t have to worry about some…feral kid.”
As the two approached the gates, who else but Dawn ran out to greet them. Despite themselves, both Adaman and Irida smiled.
Despite the circumstances of their previous meetings, both of them had grown quite fond of the girl.
She was a sweet little thing, kind and quiet. Every warden she had previous interactions with spoke highly of her (aside from Melli). And her way with pokemon, while terrifying, was equally as endearing. She really did love them.
“Irida! Adaman! It’s so good to see you!” she chirped upon seeing them, running up and around them like an energetic shinx. “I caught the most AMAZING pokemon yesterday! You have to see him!”
“Oh, I would love to under normal circumstances.” Adaman said, sounding genuinely disappointed. The last time she wanted to show them ‘an amazing pokemon’, it was the Alpha Sliggoo from the mirelands. “However, we must meet with the Commander. Time is short-”
“Oh, come now, Adaman. I am sure your Almighty Sinnoh won’t mind you spending a few moments to entertain her. Besides, I was told to offer well wishes from Ingo.” scolded Irida. “We would love to see your Pokemon, Dawn.”
Dawn’s grin split ear to ear. “I found him on the Coastlands yesterday, and he’s beeeeautiful!”
(Irida was almost positive it would be a Gastrdon. Adaman had his bets on a Drapion.)
Dawn presented the two with a buizel, slightly smaller than average. But the main thing was the color; this particular buizel was a pale yellow, its collar a brilliant white.
“Look! Look! It has different colors!” she squealed, hugging the pokemon tight. “He’s one-in-a-million! He’s absolutely perfect, and we’re going to be best of friends!”
“Wow, I’ve never seen a buizel like that!” Adaman said, looking it up and down. “And I bet you’ll take good care of it.”
“Back home, my bestest friend in the whole world had a buizel.” Dawn said, voice barely above a whisper.
Adaman and Irida shared a look. Dawn rarely, if ever, spoke about her time before Hisui.
“Yeah?” Irida asked, more than a little curious. “What was he like?”
The dam burst, and Dawn began happily telling the pair everything.
“Well, we were neighbors, and we went to school together! From the very beginning!” she began, swinging the buizel in her arms like a stuffed toy, practically bouncing in place. “None of the other kids liked him because he talked and talked, but I liked hearing him talk!”
(Irida and Adaman wanted to interject and ask questions, but there was no stopping her now.)
“And we’d go on adventures! We traveled really far! He was always a step ahead of me, but he’d always make sure to wait! And when my bike broke, he’d let me sit behind him on his bike and he’d take me places! We’d share food! He loved- he-he loved-”
The joy in her voice was quickly souring. She had stopped bouncing. Adaman and Irida had noticed the shift, and even the buizel in her arms seemed to be aware.
“H-He loved pecha berries. An-And whenever we’d eat, I-I’d give him my berries. We-We got our pokemon together. W-We were side…side by side…always…always… and…a-and I miss hiimmmmmm…”
Dawn melted into a blubbery, weeping, whining mess, crying into the buizel’s fur. Immediately, Adaman and Irida knelt by her side, trying to comfort her.
“It’s alright, it’s alright, no need for tears now.” Irida cooed, petting the girl’s hair.
Adaman put a hand on her shoulder. “I’m certain you’ll see him again, Dawn. It sounds like you were the best of friends, and I doubt that Almighty Sinnoh would tear you two apart.”
Dawn wiped at her face, still holding the confused buizel in one arm. “I-I named this buizel after him, a-after an inside joke, where we’d call a buizel ‘Barry’ and I-I’d call my friend ‘Human-Barry’, h-he never thought it was funny-”
“Dawn.” Irida said, an anxious tremor in her voice. “What was your friend’s name again?”
“Barry.” she repeated. “His name is Barry.”
“And…what did he look like?” Irida continued, suddenly looking very pale.
Dawn sniffled a little, the strangeness of the question seemingly distracting her from her sadness. “He…he was slightly taller than me. And blonde, with hair that tended to spike up, no matter how hard he tried. And he loved his green scarf, because he thought it made him look like his dad-”
“His father. What was his father’s name?” Irida continued the questioning, slipping into her ‘leader’ tone of voice.
“Uhm. Palmer?” Dawn squirmed, leaning closer to Adaman. “You’re freaking me out.”
“Irida, back off a little.”
She did so, hesitantly, flitting back like a spooked starly. “I-I apologize, Dawn. This must be hard for you.” She grabbed Adaman’s arm, starting to pull him away. “W-We really must be going now-”
He spun around, confused. “But what about Kamado-”
“I. Need. To Talk. To You. Remember?” Irida said through grit teeth, glancing at Dawn. “Alone.”
Irida dragged him away, giving poor, confused Dawn a polite wave as she did so.
Once a decent distance - out of Dawn’s earshot anyway - Adaman yanked his arm out of Irida’s grip. “Look, is all this really necessary-”
“The Boy that has caused so much havoc. He appeared out of nowhere, with clothing not native to Hisui, with the innate ability to tame pokemon?” Irida hissed through grit teeth. “Sound familiar?”
Adaman blinked. “...Ingo?”
“No! It-” Irida took a moment to stare vacantly into space, processing. “...maybe. Not what I was going for. We’ll put a pin in that.”
Adaman tried again. “You can’t be saying the Boy is the same as Dawn’s friend Barry. What if you’re wrong? Would you be willing to break a little girl’s heart by raising her hopes like that?”
“I’ve seen him. You haven’t. He’s a blonde little boy with spiky hair and a green scarf! Although granted, he looks as though he’s been dragged through dozens of mud puddles - You cannot deny these coincidences!”
“But what if they’re just that? Just coincidences?”
“What if they aren’t?!”
“What if they are?!” Adaman shook his head. “We are going in circles. What do you suggest?”
"We bring Barry to Jubilife. By any means necessary. If he is not Dawn's friend, then the Galaxy Team can take care of him at the least." Irida said. "We'll drag him here if needed."
"That I can agree on. Should we tell Kamado?"
Irida hesitated. Adaman didn't answer either. An uncomfortable silence fell over the two.
Adaman finally answered for her. "...so that's a no. Let's get Barry here first. And we'll explain along the way. I'll tell my Wardens. I still believe this to be nothing more than a series of unfortunate coincidences."
"And I believe you to be a fool."
---
When Barry finally woke, most of the egg pokemon were gone. A few chansey and happiny lingered, but the rest of the herd had left.
He awoke to a shrill noise, one that annoyed him initially, but after a moment caused alarm.
It was crying.
Barry sprang to his feet, ignoring the confused noises of his team, the aching in his legs, and the cold starting to seep into his bones.
“Someone’s in trouble-!” he muttered as he darted across the frozen, snowy wastes. “Someone’s in trouble! Someone’s in trouble!”
The crying grew louder, enough for Barry to realize it wasn’t a baby or child crying. It was a pokemon cry, but that did very little to dissuade him.
Finally he crested a hill, seeing the source; a little snover, wailing and crying as it tried to pull its foot out of a snare trap.
Barry felt his blood start to boil.
What heartless, absolute dickhead of a person would set traps for pokemon like this? Didn’t they have pokeballs? Unless…Unless they were going to kill this snover.
He carefully approached. “Hey, hey buddy. I’m here to help!” he said, keeping his voice low and soft.
The snover whined, trying to squirm away. “It’s OK buddy, I’m gonna let you go now. But don’t freak out.” Barry reached into his pocket for his knife, leaning forward to cut the trap.
The pokemon whined louder, fearing the knife in his hands, but the snover seemed to settle when it noticed Barry was cutting the trap and not at it. It even allowed Barry to cut the twine wrapped around its foot.
“There! You’re free!”
Barry was caught off guard when the snover almost tackled the boy in a hug. But he returned it as best as he could, if a little awkward. “Yeah! You’re welcome buddy! You’re free!”
When he let go, the snover continued to stare up at him. And when he started to walk back, the snover started to follow.
“Oh, you are. Coming with me.” said Barry, seeing the snover waddling behind him with determination. “How does this keep happening to me?”
Barry - with snover in tow - returned to the dug out cave where his confused pokemon were waiting for him. “So uh. I found this guy.” he glanced at the snover. “...girl. Unsure. But I think they’re gonna stick around!”
His pokemon chittered amongst themselves, as if discussing their new companion. Barry turned to the snover. “Well? Got any neat tricks or anything?”
The snover paused, looking down at the ground, thoughtful. Then, around its midsection, small white berries began to form. Once they were the size of a strawberry, the snover plucked one and handed it to Barry.
Barry didn’t hesitate in popping the berry into his mouth. It had the texture of frozen yogurt, and it tasted mildly sweet.
“...I’m gonna call you Snacks.”
The now-named Snacks gave an appreciative croon. But then it glanced down at its foot, red and swollen from the snare trap. Barry also gave it a glance with a frown. “...I bet there’s oran berries around here.”
Rummaging in his bag, Barry said, “Alright team, slight detour while we look for oran berries for-”
He paused, realizing that Fern and Pest did not technically have pokeballs. That was very dangerous, especially now that Barry had no way to carry Fern if they were injured.
Returning to his bag, he pulled out one of the remaining great balls and pokeball. “Fern, you have seniority, so you get first pick. Which one do ya want?”
Fern trilled, shaking its head. “No, c’mon. You need a pokeball for emergencies. If you get hurt I can’t drag you to a pokemon center. I won’t even keep you in it, but you need one!”
With this reassurance, Fern relented. As its paw hovered over the great ball, Barry quickly snatched it back. “Actually I want Pest in the great ball. I want the colors to match. You’re kinda red, Fern!”
Giving the boy an annoyed glance, Fern picked up the pokeball, carefully turning it over in its hands. Satisfied, Fern tapped the pokeball to its forehead, allowing itself to be captured.
(Pest thought it was a game, dodging the pokeball for a time, but he too, allowed himself to be captured.)
Upholding his promise, Barry released the two as soon as they were registered to their respective pokeballs. “Alright! Let’s start looking for some berries, then we can get back to the mountain! Spread out, but don’t go too far!”
Mystery cawed and cawed, gesturing to something behind the boy.
Glancing over his shoulder, Barry saw a little sitrus berry, set in the snow just beyond the dug-out entrance. And beyond the sitrus berry was another. And another. And another. Dozens of sitrus berries in a neat little line, leading off to…somewhere.
“That’s…odd.”
Normally, Barry would be very suspicious. If anything, this looked like a trap from a cartoon. But this wasn’t a cartoon, and he sincerely hoped that Team Galactic didn’t think he was this stupid.
There was no chance this was one of Team Galatic’s tricks. No, it must’ve been the chanseys! Trying to lead him somewhere.
So Barry and his odd little companions followed the trail of berries. He made sure his pokemon got their fill in this unexpected berry feast before tucking them away in his bag for later.
If he squinted, Barry could see the trail of yellow and blue berries snaking through the snow, twisting around a group of enormous icy spires. Maybe that’s where the blissey and chansey normally lived?
He was finding it a bit harder to cling on to his ‘chansey’ theory, especially as the giant ice blocks loomed above them all…
Fern too, seemed to sense something he didn’t. It stuck to Barry’s side, eyes darting about. His other pokemon were still collecting berries without a care.
After crossing between two massive pillars, Fern froze. As if standing steps away from a threshold of some kind, Fern refused to take a step further.
“...buddy?” Barry whispered. “What’s wrong?”
Then, Barry made the unfortunate mistake - or perhaps very fortunate mistake - of looking behind them.
There was a Magmortar clearly stalking them. Following the trail of footsteps they had left in the snow, obviously trying not to be seen.
Barry felt his heart skip a beat.
This was a trap, wasn't it.
“Don’t take anymore berries.” Barry hissed, keeping the magmortar in the corner of his vision. “We need to leave.”
But to his horror, he could see another stalking figure just outside of the ice pillars; an Electivire prowling the outskirts, blocking him in. The only path he could take was deeper into the ice.
Vaguely, Barry recalled nature documentaries. Packs of Pyroar intentionally luring their prey into bottlenecks or blockades, where they had no chance of escape.
Was he the prey?
Was he going to die here?
Barry found himself reaching into his bag and clutching his knife.
Barry and his team found the end of the berry trail, leading into a large clearing in the ice. And at the end of the trail was a shirtless man and a young girl.
The man glanced at the girl. "I cannot believe that worked."
"I told you it would! My clairvoyance is never wrong!"
Instinctively, Barry pushed his pokemon behind him. "Who are you? Are you part of Team Galactic?"
The man burst into a bellowing laugh. Only then did Barry realize - to his bewilderment and slight disgust - the man's chest hair was trimmed into the circular symbol of the Galactic splinter group.
It was obvious he was part of Galactic.
"If I wasn't so furious, I'd almost be tempted to go easy on you for that!" The man said after settling himself down some, but a very irritated grin was still on his face. "Proper introductions are in order. I am Gaeric, Warden of the Pearl Clan!"
"And my name is Sabi, of the Diamond clan."
"You are Berry! The strange, wayward child that sets settlements ablaze and causes landslides!" Gaeric crossed his arms over his chest. The irritated grin was gone, leaving only anger. "And you will go no further."
The electivire slowly stomped into the clearing, the magmortar entering opposite it. From behind, Barry recognized the familiar silhouette of a Rhyperior.
Cornered. Trapped. Prey.
"Here are your options!" Gaeric held up a hand. "You willing come with me to the Pearl Settlement, and you wait while we decide how to punish you for your crimes. Or…we drag you there by the ankles."
"Ooooh, tough choices!" Sabi chirped. "Which will you pick, hmmm?"
Barry glanced between the three pokemon trudging through the snow to reach him. It felt like hundreds of battle strategies and movesets and possibilities raced through his mind at impossible speeds.
(He remembered fighting side by side with Her. He had begged her to come to the Fight Area, and she had gotten lost trying to find the ferry in snowpoint. Oh, oh how he had teased her for that. “I thought it was my job to get lost!” he said between fits of giggling.)
(Then, Flint and Volkner had challenged the two to a battle. With Her by Barry’s side, he knew the two of them would never lose. Flint sent out his magmortar and Volkner sent out his electivire, and-)
“Pest! String shot on the electivire, it’s fastest, so we gotta slow it down. Then, keep it distracted! Keep it confused! String shot, confusion, quiver dance! Go!” he barked, Pest launching itself off his head to follow the orders.
“Mystery! You take on the magmortar! Dodge the blasts, get in what hits you can! Haze to keep yourself hidden!” With a loud squawk, Mystery took flight, circling the fire type pokemon from above.
Finally, Barry turned to face the rhyperior behind him. “Jen! You’re on the rhyperior! It’s slow and bulky, so skirt around it until there’s an opening! No necessary risks, got it?!”
Fern shifted, ready to join the others in combat, but Barry grabbed its arm. “Not yet. Stay here. I doubt that’s all the pokemon they have…”
And his assumption was correct.
Gaeric groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose and exhaling loudly. “I knew you would do something stupid like this. Fine. If you want to fight so bad, I’ll give you a fight!”
Behind him floated in a glalie and froslass, both of them looking to the man for orders. “Freeze the boy! We’ll drag him to the settlement as an ice cube if we must!”
“Fern, take care of the ice types! I’ll protect Snacks!”
And Fern was all-too-happy to spring into action; the glalie, the froslass, and Fern circling one another in a strange, combative dance, none of them wanting to take the first shot.
Sabi frowned as she looked at all the battles before her, “You’re being so rough to my friends! That’s not how playing works! You’re being so mean!” she said with a whine.
With their Pokemon engaged in combat, Barry began to slowly move away from the battlefield, Snacks shuffling awkwardly behind him. He was looking for a potential exit, an escape plan. But it looked like they were trapped by ice and the trio of ‘friends’.
His hand was still in his bag, gripping the knife’s handle so tight it felt like he was about to lose circulation in his fingers. He was completely trapped. Cornered. Cornered. Cornered.
Gaeric, as if sensing Barry intent to escape, began making his way closer. Barry started to tremble, pressing himself against the pillar of ice behind him. Snacks let out a mournful croon, wrapping its arms around Barry’s legs.
But the man stopped. He stopped a few yards away, arms crossed. He had a strange look on his face that Barry couldn’t identify; the irritation and anger was still there…but just underneath was something softer.
“You’re not leaving.” Gaeric finally said. “I know you flee at the first chance you get. It’s not happening.”
Barry pulled out his knife, holding it with a shaking hand. “S-Stay back! I'm warning you!"
“Who taught you how to hold a knife?" Gaeric asked with an unimpressed frown. “Look at that stance! You know what-” he resumed his stride, gesturing at Barry. “Give me that. Give me the knife.”
“W-WHAT?” Barry squealed, pressing himself even more against the ice.
He didn’t actually want to have to use the knife. Barry was hoping he could bluff his way out of this, and clearly he could not.
Gaeric grabbed the boy’s wrist, the same hand currently holding the knife. “Alright. Give me the knife. You’re going to hurt someone.”
“AH- LET GO OF ME!” Barry shouted, scrambling to pull himself away. But the larger man was as solid as a boulder.
“Give me the knife!”
“NO!”
“Just give me the knife!”
A near in-human noise clawed out of Barry’s throat as he squirmed and writhed in Gaeric’s grip. He tugged and pulled, his free hand clawing at Gaeric’s wrist.
Gaeric stood there, looking at Barry as if the boy had transformed into a feral shinx before his very eyes. “You are freaking me out. Listen, you’re not going to win this fight. Look-”
He pulled the boy over, twisting him around to show the battlefield. Pest was still keeping the electivire distracted, Mystery was dodging the magmortar attacks, Jen was still keeping the rhyperior occupied.
Fern was currently locked in battle with his glalie, attempting to land a punch on the floating ice type. What Fern didn’t notice, though, was froslass creeping behind it.
“I don’t know what’s wrong with your deformed Gardevoir…Gallade…thing. But whatever it is, I know it won’t be able to take a shadow ball in the back.”
“FERN!” Barry screamed, still trying to tear his wrist from Gaeric’s grip. “FERN BEHIND YOU!”
The warning came just moments too late. Fern was just barely able to spin around and raise an arm to try and protect itself from the attack.
The shadow ball was a direct hit.
Fern was engulfed in an explosion of purple, ghostly energy.
But when the smoke cleared, Fern was still standing. Shaking, clearly injured, but still standing.
Gaeric’s jaw dropped. “What in Sinnoh’s name IS that thing?!”
“That’s my FRIEND, you ASSHOLE!” Barry practically screamed, continuing his writhing struggles.
Snacks was crying behind him. Pest and Mystery were clearly growing tired. Jen was barely dodging attacks. Fern was outnumbered.
His pokemon needed him. His pokemon needed him!
“NOW LET! ME! GO!”
Barry kicked him. Kicked him hard. Right between his legs.
The surprised and pained squeak from the man was almost satisfying. But more importantly, as Gaeric slumped to the ground, he let go of Barry's wrist.
His glalie and froslass, alerted by their master’s distress, abandoned combat with Fern.
“FERN!” Barry shouted, trying - and failing - to pick up Snacks. (Since when were snovers so heavy?) “GO HELP JEN!”
A bit slow from the shadow ball, Fern eventually staggered over to the rhyperior.
“Hey! That’s no fair! And no fun!” Sabi yelled from…somewhere. Barry had kind of lost track of her in the fight. But he finally noticed her on top of one of the pillars with a giant bird. “You’re cheating!”
And said giant bird looked mean. There was no way his team could take that thing on, not now.
“I’m fine with that!” Barry yelled back. “Take out the rhyperior!”
The rhyperior wasn’t sure which target to focus on with Fern joining the fray, and this confusion was enough for Jen to land a well-placed water pulse and for Fern to hit with a close combat immediately after.
The enormous rock pokemon staggered, falling onto its back. It wiggled pitifully, like a stuck ledyba.
It wasn’t fainted. But it was an opening.
“LEAVING NOW! LEAVING NOW!” Barry called to his team. He grabbed his very last pokeball, tapping it against Snacks’ head to capture it. “Sorry bud, you’re real slow. Fern, Jen, you too-” and he recalled them for good measure.
He could hear Pest and Mystery start to fly after him. But he could also hear the screech and wingbeats of the giant bird under Sabi’s command.
Barry risked glancing over his shoulder. The giant bird was gaining on them, any moment it’d swoop down and crush Mystery and Pest between its talons-
That was, until Mystery spun right around and smacked it with assurance. The giant bird, either taken by surprise or genuinely hurt, let out a loud squawk and gave up chasing them entirely. It flew back to Sabi, metaphorically tucking its tail between its legs like a frightened poochyena.
“HA! YOUR STUPID BIRD CAN’T HANDLE US!” He shouted, Mystery letting out a loud caw in agreement.
“YOU ATTACKED LORD BRAVIARY?!” the girl squealed, Braviary pitifully crooning and nudging its head into her chest. “You’re going to be in sooooooooooo much trouble!!”
“I don’t care what pedigree or whatever that thing is! You’re lucky I didn’t fine you two!”
With the electivire breaking the silk slowing it down and the magmortar helping the rhyperior back onto its feet, Barry knew it was time to leave.
He ran back into the frozen wastes, Pest and Mystery flying just behind, hoping that Gaeric and Sabi were too slow to give chase.
Luckily for him, they didn’t bother giving chase at all.
Sabi and Lord Braviary made their way to Gaeric, curled up on his side, on the ground. “Well. That could’ve gone worse.” she said with a shrug.
Gaeric laid there for a moment before asking, “...Sabi. How much of that fight could you see…with your foresight?”
“Hmmmmm, I saw most of it. Attacking Lord Braviary was a surprise-”
“So you knew. He’d kick me in the dick. And you said. Nothing?”
“Yeah! It was sooo funny!”
He groaned again, “I hate you. I hate you so much.”
---
[Finally!! Dawn Speaks!!! And the Leaders know…….]
[And a team update! Now featuring Snacks!]
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More things that I’d do to mess with Jubilife (+The Clans Edition)
-Catch the gods/Legendaries they worship
-Treat Dialga and Palkia like normal Pokémon by training them to battle better. I would introduce them to human food from the future using those dishes to get them to behave.
-Establish a “Platinum” Clan to live in the Distortion World cause Giratina deserves followers too. Even if all the inhabitants end up being Pokemon, it’s still progress.
-Tell Adman about time capsules and Irida about us distorting space casually to teleport.
-Be a cryptid in photos where I rarely face the camera photographing me. Will allow me future anonymity if I am stuck in poke-verse.
-Have Pokémon with artificial sleep negating abilities (Insomnia, Vital Spirit) live on New Moon Island alongside Darkrai.
-Test Uxie’s limits on what they are comfortable knowing. I bet it doesn’t like thinking about when people procreate.
-Recruit Anthe to remake modern clothes to wear in the village, nothing to outlandish I only want something like a hoodie…
-Civilly ask Melli for help raising Poison-Types. Yes, I am annoyed by him. No, I won’t let the warden of literal living bombs know that.
-Introduce games like capture the flag to help the Survey Corps get used to working with Pokémon in large groups. Don’t know if that would trigger any memories from recent wars.
-Pull an Itachi pranking both clans by gathering as many Murkrow as I can for a morning flyover.
-Reform/Collect all of Vessa’s wisps.
-Make sure Vessa still be around people even if she/they can no longer disguise as a human all together. And find out who knew her back when she was alive to give both parties closure.
-Tell the first Hisuian Zoroark’s story so everyone knows how they came to be. I am sure I could find them somewhere in the region.
-Give Arezu “ideas” for her haircuts. :)
-Find if any villagers have medium potential so they can look after my Ghost Types.
-See if there are plans to build the Old Chateau in Eterna Forest yet.
-Drill into everybody’s heads that Magikarp can evolve from sheer rage so if they don’t have anything nice to say then stay quiet! Also under no circumstances are they to kick a specimen, James learned the hard way.
-Get Captain Cyllene to teach Abra other moves than teleport.
-Tell the stubborn pricks who probably don’t accept me even after saving the region real ghosts stories. And casually admit non-ghost type Ghosts exist in the world.
-Find alternative ways to make the Noble Lord Basculegion’s food so Iscan can save himself some fright of being around a Dusclops.
-Catch Alpha Pokémon.
-Get strong enough to lift my smaller Alpha Pokémon with ease.
-Ask how the Noble Pokémon deal with Alphas of their same species. Is there a special pecking order in authority they needed in at the start?
-Baby all my Alphas even the ten foot tall Garchomp that can look Dialga in the eye.
-Gift Professor Laventon a Gabite as a Pokemon partner due to its funny dex entry.
-Find out whether Rei, Akari or both of have any family. I might need to adopt them.
-Gather interviews progressively over my time in Jublife to record how everyone feels. I want their future to know that the threat of Pokemon was entirely real. And the hardships they went through learning to work together.
-Make sure the Miss Fortune sisters don’t get themselves killed so the timeline is preserved. Record Agatha and Bertha’s shared grandma.
-Ask how in the world Kamado snuck having a Snorlax and feeding it before I arrived.
-Have my most experienced Zoroak replace me so I can check out Michina Ruins if this is the Anime continuity.
-Catch all the mythicals.
-Ride Heatran up Mount Coronet from the very base to Spear Pillar. A challenge to us both.
-Organize Shaymin races if my own can get in contact with others.
-Travel exclusively through Darkrai’s shadow transport ability to scare people for a week.
-Talk to Regigigas about why it created only one Regieleki and Regidrago.
-Give Doran the biggest Alpha Buizel I can find.
-Question the Forces of Nature on why they traveled to Hisui.
-Find out where the Lake Guardians have feathers/claws.
-Visit Alola using the Creation Trio’s ability to get an Alolan Raichu. (They’re cute, sue me.)
-Attend Palina and Iscan’s wedding.
-Take so many freaking pictures with my God Phone. Hopefully, I can take it along.
-Make sure Rei and Akari know about type balance on their teams! Why does one canonically have two fairies?
-Keep the Porygon line a secret until I have Alphas of each stage. :)
-Start the Legend of Meltan and Melmetal if there are no mentions of them.
-Get Beni to teach me how to be ninja-level stealthy, plus how to parkour as easy he can.
-Complete Ingo’s Path of Solitude for every unevolved Pokemon. I will teach Magikarp to use Hydro Pumo so help me.
-Go an entire day without saying a single word (after solving red sky) to freak people out.
By Checklist Anon
checklist anon has chosen violence and i wholly support it because i wanna watch the chaos unfold! might as well, after all the protag goes through during the games, like sheesh
bravo! will we be getting little drabbles of these things you're doing? these would all be darling one-offs!
~Renee
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