ITT: We are all Pokémon Trainers

Channah: -yawning- Yeah sure. There's only so much one can do, though, you can't control for everything. Like, it still seems a little out of your PEFE thing's range - Really far away, and the place's gotten, uh, better in the last ten years, right? You guys did good, not like you broke Angela on purpose. -petting Dolabella while he claws her fingers- Although, I got like zero perspective on this, so. Meh. Ow.

Dolabella: -is chewing on her fingers-

Channah: -mildly- But keeping a region afloat seems like... a lot of shit, on top of everything else. Like I would actually die.

Yangverse Unova

Tom: AW, that's sweet! Man, you guys are brave, I know a lot of people who up and left Orre after the Lugia inci-

Roger: We're here.

-indeed, the group is at a small house in the woods-

-looks completely ordinary-

Daydre's Mean Dream Machine

Voyd: -blinks- ...What author?

-scowls-

And I heard that quip about my outfit!

-he shakes his head-

Anyway, you should probably warn the others! -waves- Goodbye! Try not to die!

-the dreamscape implodes-

Reality

-Daydre wakes up-

Ersatz Alliance

Mewtwo: -to Thespi- ~Chill. This isn't that kind of TV show.~

Celadon

Jared: Woo! We get to kill a Glitch!

Neon: Um, are you sure we aren't getting in over our heads?

Jackie: <It's worth a shot. First my boyfriend gets catapulted to another dimension, now this.>

Jean: In the meantime... I think I can help. I have experience with transformations.

Jackie: <Oh?>

-Yep, Gabe's still thinking-

Yangverse

-Dune winces at the mention of the S.S. Libra incident. He looks the house over, remembering the last time he went into a house in the woods.-

-He draws a blank.-

-Because he's never actually stepped inside random houses in the woods.-

-Either due to a derth of woods or houses inside of the woods he's been to.-

 Mauvilletale 

-To Channah-

We're global, and it's primarily Tangent and Silent who handle that sort of thing out of the Founders, but still...

Mordred: "In short, yep, you're in a different universe that operates by entirely different rules."

Cecilia: <I believe I understand, thank you.>

There is a pause.

Cecilia: <Where might I find a horse, then?>

Artoria: "Oh Arceus."

Mordred: "Relax, you already promised to train Corrin what's another one of them."

Astolfo: :O <It must be some sort of alien spaceship on the inside!>

Masako: <... Astolfo, no.>

Zelretch: -smirks- "A laudable goal, but, again, we seem to have no leads on finding the Sorceress, and thus the Glitch."

Yangova Forest

<You’ll have to forgive my suspicions,> Talbain started as he removed the scarf. “But I can’t be the only one wary of this place,” he considered.

Channah: Uh, okay. So, let them handle it? Or outsource that shit. Dunno what you're gonna do anytime soon, though.

Dolabella: -has graduated to clamping down on her arm with his jaws, making growly noises-

Channah: I mean, we're on a vacation.

-she says, as they navigate an abandoned industrial area, looking for a solution to Mauville's problems-

YV — Our House, In The Middle Of Our—

-As the group comes across the house, Skye quips:-

Skye: So, like, are we dealing with a cottage in the forest or a Cabin In The Woods? Two totally different connotations there.

 Mauvilletale 

-To Channah-

I guess...

-Perks up-

You're right, we are on vacation... but despite that you still followed me down into this dump of a place, didn't you little bird?

Yangnova

-Pent stops and sniffs the air-

Well I don't feel any more archetypal than normal so probably not the latter... If it is I'll just smash some stuff and get out...

-He yawns, quite tired Pent recently-

Akala, Probably

"Wait, you di-"

Zags: <well, let's see what we can get?>

-"Zags punches in a bunch of numbers and presses call"-

-"Homer crosses the lush jungle off his list of possible places his missing mons are, and sighs"-

Homer: I guess they aren't on this island. Melly, we're going to Melemele next, let's get ready.

Melinoe: <yeah yeah>

-"Homer goes back to packing, when the wild cubone runs over and puts its thick bone, plastic sword, and blunt stick in Homers bag"-

Wild cubone: <Your ruler thanks you for carrying their holy objects human>

Homer: oh, right, you... um, listen I don't really have any way to... keep you.

-"the wild cubone innocently stares at Homer, while Homer trys to explain to the ground type that it's being ditched"-

Channah: -flatly- Careful, I might steal that armband and fly away on you. I am a wild and crazy person, Tagg.

-Mezzo tilts her head at the received text from Daydre-

Mezzo: So there's something I don't get.

Pianis: What's that?

Mezzo: This Mobius group wants to destroy all the alternate universes, right?

Pianis: I... think so?

Mezzo: So, uh, why stop them?

Pianis: What?

Mezzo: I mean it. Why not just let them do their thing so that we can just have our universe instead of all this alternate timeline nonsense? I mean, has anything good ever come from this?

Pianis: That's... honestly quite cold of you.

Mezzo: Spare me. You weren't stuck in one for two months trying to reconcile the fact that everything you thought you stood for was a lie that you were happy to discard the moment someone threatened you, while you watched your home burn.

Pianis: ...What?

Mezzo: I'd like to go back to that universe, so I could erase it from existence.

Pianis: ...What?

Mezzo: Except, I'd save the alternate version of myself, so I can kill her slowly and revel in the agony that every betrayal she made was utterly meaningless when it came to protecting anything she cared about.

Pianis: This sounds like something you should talk to a therapist about. Seriously.

 Mauvilletale 

-Jokingly-

Well you stuck by me even after we got attacked by a brick wall and had to escape on a bamboo rocket, so maybe you are.

PEFE!Every: Everyone will be there?

Amanita: Yeah. But, uh, for the time being, maybe hold off on trying to convince them that Jacob is secretly a Glitch.

PEFE!Every: Huh?

Amanita: It's an argument you need to be able to win. Like...immediately. You're barely lucid right now; whether what you're saying is true or not, Jacob's going to have his own version of the story. Do you think you can deal with the people you care about not believing you? I barely know the guy, and I don't want to believe he's a Glitch now.

PEFE!Every: But—

Amanita: Just take the night off, okay? Relax, get some sleep, be around people who love you.

PEFE!Every: ...Okay.

Amanita: Cool, I'll text them.

Brie: You're, uh...a long way from Holon, huh?

-she's speaking to a Diglett who appears to be operating a hot-air balloon-

Diglett: <Yeah, a wind came up and my compass broke.>

...That's surprisingly plausible.

-a text shows up on her phone-

Brie: Uh, sorry, can I—

-she checks it, and her face lights up-

Brie: Okay, sorry, much as I'd love to hear your whole life story, I have family obligations!

Diglett: <Wait! I didn't even tell you how I grew this balloo—>

-Brie has hopped onto Halcyon and flown off-

-Ever and All, after presumably separating from the Morendos at some point, are chatting-

Ever: —They're persuasive, I just don't understand why I would trust a Treecko over any other Pokemon.

All: I think you're reading too much into an insurance commercial.

-when a text shows up on their phones-

Ever: ...Can I get a ride?

All: Uh, I guess. Since when do you invite me to things?

-Ever shrugs-

Ever: I didn't send the text.

Zelel: <The results were e-mailed to you.>

-Gabrielle types on her laptop.-

Gabrielle: "This mainly tells us things we already know. Traces of human DNA...XX chromosone?"

Zelel: <Yes.>

Gabrielle: "Okay, so he's transgender. This still doesn't help us determine anything of use."

Zelel: <Which is why I needed Aurora's help. She is going to attempt to restore Marth's memories.>

Gabrielle: "How dangerous is that?"

Zelel: <It depends on a variety of factors.>

Gabrielle: "That's not promising."

Pianis: Seriously, I know you have issues with violent behavior, but this makes me really concerned.

-Mezzo sighs-

Mezzo: Well maybe if the world still made some sense then I would care.

-Sunny hops into Mezzo's lap-

Sunny: <Please don't... I know you did some awful things. I was there too, but it's a world with all its own people, and their own dreams and ambitions. And I knew there was some good in the other you back then. You proved it, didn't you?>

-Mezzo pets Sunny, and he purrs softly-

Mezzo: Maybe I'm just too on edge about things. Multidimensional beasts attacking me, the sky breaking, Fortis going missing and then trying to kill me...

Sunny: <It's okay. We'll get through this.>

Pianis: Yeah, what he said. Just... I don't know, try not to erase any universes?

Mezzo: I wouldn't know how anyway.

"Well it's a long story..." Silas began.

"To put it in short, I travelled to another universe, got turned into a anthro pokemon, got in starfighters, fought in a interplanetary war and finally met up with a Persian named Giovanni who runs a company called Rocket Records and wanted to sell toys of me and my team. Oh yeah and I'm the apparent leader of a Mercenary group called the Cobalt Stars."

Hacks nodded, ~It was a odd few months.~

"... Wanna go meet him?" Silas asked Megan

Silas had hung back for the entire thing, so when the portal bit opened and swallowed everyone, Silas stuck up his hands to guard.

Now... he was here, he opened his eyes... <Oh no... Oh no no no...>

He looked down at his... paws... then looked over at Hacks... <Oh no no no! Not again!>

Hacks shrugged, <Honestly... at least you'll probably be able to understand them now.>

Spoilers for Pacific Rim and I guess Lilo and Stitch.

Amanita: You're sure it's fine?

Ever: Yeah, we're good now.

All: We are?

Ever: -makes the "so-so" motion-

All: ...I'll take it.

-The three are sitting on a bed, having set up Ever's laptop on the other side of the room-

Amanita: The other you isn't going to be here, is she, Ever?

Ever: I don't think so?

Amanita: And Revy's not invited. So we're just waiting on Brie and Every.

Ever: PEFE!Every.

Amanita: -rolls her eyes-

-meanwhile, Brie walks through the door-

Ever: Baby cousin!

Brie: I'm four months younger than you are.

Ever: Ah, the shenanigans I got up to when I was your age.

Brie: Oh, scoot over.

-he does, and she sits between him and Amanita-

All: I take it we're not that close, then.

Ever: You did still kind of try to kill me.

All: I guess that's fair.

Amanita: ...Our family's weird.

Brie: Where's PEFE!Every?

-there's a knock-

Brie: Oh! Come in!

-the door is opened, and PEFE!Every slips into the room, waving-

-Brie immediately hugs her-

-as do Amanita and Ever, and even All-

PEFE!Every: ...Hi.

Ever: It's nice to have you back.

-the grouphug dissipates as everyone gathers on the bed again-

All: Does anyone have popcorn?

Ever: No, All, nobody brought popcorn to a movie night.

All: Jeez, I was just asking.

Ever: ...Wait, do we have popcorn?

Amanita: ...I'll go get some popcorn.

-the Memito Complex has made their popcorn and arranged themselves-

Amanita: So what are we watching first?

PEFE!Every: I have no stake in this.

Cytosol: <Nor I.>

Ever: Romantic comedy.

Breeze: <Surrealism!>

Brie: Action movie.

Tara: <Action movie!>

All: Action movie.

Ramiel: <Philosophical thriller.>

Amanita: ...Yeah, action movie. Sorry, majority rules.

Ares: <Also action movie.>

Ever: Hmph. Can it at least be a really good one?

Amanita: Did you have one in mind?

Ever: Yes.

All: Why are we watching this? We've all seen it.

PEFE!Every: I haven't.

Ever: Um, because it's possibly the best movie ever made?

All: It encourages thalassophobia.

Ever: The ocean is scary. Anyway, it has giant monsters and giant robots. It's basically perfect. Just...you know, honk an airhorn every time they say the robot's name.

Amanita: ...Okay, yeah.

Ever: Yeah...

PEFE!Every: Please do not honk an airhorn in here.

Breeze: <I'll make a loud chime.>

Brie: The theme is starting!

Ever: When you think about it, "monsters from another universe" is kind of in poor taste lately.

Brie: I wish they were this easy to deal with.

PEFE!Every: I don't get it. Why do they need to Drift?

Drift: <Frillish?>

Ever: Not you, buddy.

Drift: <Frillish.>

Ever: Aw, no, you're important too.

-he hugs the Jellicent, who curls up in his lap-

-or, more accurately, pushes him off the bed and pins him to the ground playfully-

Ever: (giggling) Help! Kaiju attack!

Amanita: Drift, scoot. Brie and I can't see.

Drift: <Frillish!>

-he picks up Ever, floating out of the way-

Ever: You could have left me there. That would also have been alright.

Drift: <Lish.>

Ever: I understand.

All: I could help you with him.

Ever: Nah, it's good.

PEFE!Every: Nobody ever answered my question. Why not just make a robot with a remote pilot?

Amanita: Uh...that's what the plot demands.

PEFE!Every: Not very intelligent.

Brie: Not really the poi— KNIFEHEAD

Ever: Finally. That opening sequence takes way too long.

PEFE!Every: Wait, so why not just send the Victini down there by itself? It doesn't need somebody to carry it.

Ever: You've seen Victini in action. Actually fighting its way past the kaiju would probably irradiate the entire [Pacific].

PEFE!Every: Alright, so—

Ever: Just watch the movie.

All: Well, when you think about it, a Victini couldn't survive underwater long enough to get to the Breach. You'd need some sort of submersible craft, and the kaiju would probably notice.

Ramiel: <Just make a Dive bubble.>

Ever: Just watch the movie.

Brie: Honestly, all these fight scenes make me want to fight someone.

Amanita: Same.

-All, Ever, and PEFE!Every inch away from the two-

Brie: ...Amanita—

Amanita: Hell yes.

Current the Simipour: <Dibs on winner.>

-the Memitos all look at each other nervously-

Brie: All, Ever, do neither of you know how to fight?

Ever: I know how to run away mostly.

PEFE!Every: I've stabbed a couple people.

Ever: Why is this the discussion we're having?

Ever: What a twist, huh?

-everyone in the room is looking at PEFE!Every, who seems unfazed-

All: -coughs- What a twist, huh?

PEFE!Every: What twist?

Brie: ...That all the kaiju were constructed?

PEFE!Every: Obviously. They had a clear purpose, they were phenotypically too similar to be biologically random trained creatures, and phenotypically too distinct to be the same type of trained creature. QED, constructed bioweapons. I would know.

Ever: ...I guess you would.

Cytosol: <You should see her notebook.>

PEFE!Every: I would take a different approach though. Obviously you don't need that level of size. You have the biomass, go for numbers. Focus on adaptation, churn out waves rather than events. If I had—

-she makes to get up, but both Ever and All sit her back down-

All: How about no making the Zerg?

Ever: Don't give her ideas!

Brie: -pointing at the screen- SHECANFLYSHECANFLYSHECANFLY

PEFE!Every: ...How?

Ever: Don't think about it too hard.

PEFE!Every: The EMP was ridiculous enough. They have machines advanced enough to make a direct neural link between two people, but somehow it has a nuclear reactor so it's safe? And none of the others have any defense against electromagnetic attack?

Ever: Don't think about it too hard.

-Brie smacks them both-

Brie: She's flying!

Ever: Do you want to train her?

Brie: Only obviously?

Skyfire: <I don't think I can condone this.>

Everyone but PEFE!Every: TRIPLE EVENT

-they all look at PEFE!Every, who is watching the screen, taking a little while to notice everyone's eyes on her-

PEFE!Every: What?

Amanita: You're not even a little surprised?

PEFE!Every: They did mention the possibility earlier.

Brie: ...Are you even enjoying the movie?

PEFE!Every: It's quite fun. It's just not surprising.

Cytosol: <Yeah, uh, did none of you see this coming when you watched it?>

Brie: ...Fair.

-most of the mons have fallen asleep and been recalled, but the humans are still going-

Amanita: Okay, what next?

Brie: ...Why is that movie about the little blue alien in the same category?

Ever: Because they're both about bioweapons. Duh.

Brie: ...You're not wrong.

Amanita: Well...we were just in Alola. We might as well.

All: I'm down.

PEFE!Every: Sure. But I maintain the right to complain about shoddy engineering.

Ever: Whatever you say.

-PEFE!Every is curled up in a little ball, sobbing. Ever and All are gently rocking her back and forth-

PEFE!Every: Ohana means family!

Brie: ...That sure happened.

Ever: I'd be lying if I said I didn't expect this to a degree.

All: To what degree?

Ever: ...Not quite this one.

-he nudges PEFE!Every-

Ever: Remember when everyone thought you didn't have emotions?

PEFE!Every: -sniff-

Ever: What a crock that turned out to be.

-he giggles-

Brie: You okay, PEFE!Every?

-she takes a little while to breathe, and then nods. Brie hugs her anyway. The rest of the complex joins in and the movie night collapses into a rather exhausted cuddlepile-

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Ponyta: <What.>

Cecilia: <... Horses talk in this universe>

Mordred: "Most things do, if you know how to listen."

Artoria: "... That was surprisingly profound."

Mordred: "Excuse you, Artoria, I faithfully study the teachings of our lord and saviour Helix."

Cecilia: <If I may, what is ->

Artoria: "Later."

Ponyta: <So.... we gonna battle or what? 'Cause I'm gonna go if not.>

Cecilia: <Wait! I... am from a distant land and I am used to fighting on horseback ->

Ponyta: <Great. Fight me.>

Cecilia: <What?>

Ponyta: <You heard me.>

Cecilia: -blinks.- <Alright then. En garde!>

The Ponyta shrugs, and blasts Cecilia with Ember, causing her to drop, unconscious.

Artoria: "I have my work cut out for me, it seems."

Mordred: "Yep. Hey you, Ponyta, as a side note mind coming with anyway?"

Ponyta: <Uh, why would I>

Mordred: "You don't look like the type to have anything better to do?"

Ponyta: -looks around, and shrugs again.- <... Wow, rude.>

Beat

<But not inaccurate. Deal: When the Ralts can beat me in a fight I'll let her mount me.>

Mordred snickers.

Ponyta: -would give Mordred the finger, but, y'know, hooves.- <Oh fuck off there's not any way you can phrase that that isn't either an innuendo or demeaning.>

Channah: Exactly.

Dolabella: -briefly stops gnawing on her- <Eeeexcept you'd have to hop away, not fly.>

Channah: I'm capable of learning how to fly within nanoseconds, Dobes. Can't lose at everything, right?

Dolabella: -makes a face- <...It's like someone else is writing your lines for you, eugh.>