#emmet doesn't know what to make of this kid that just showed up out of nowhere in the train tracks

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Rei/Lucas is tired of Arceus always messing up

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Month of Emmet Quick Write #12

Prompt #12: Illusion

Emmet is usually one for schedules- especially if it involves self care- but of course, things have changed to better adjust to Ingo getting back into the swing of things. Emmet says he doesn't mind. Maybe a few safety checks got ignored. Maybe his schedules aren't followed too closely anymore. And maybe- just maybe- a bad coping mechanism has formed.

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Crickets chirped. Emmet tinkered within the confines of his garage, his brow heavy with sweat as he carefully tightened a fastening nut to the model train he’d been working on that entire evening ever since he had gotten off of his shift early. He spared a glance toward his Klingklang who had been whirring silently in the corner, having fallen asleep a long time ago waiting for him to finish. One hour had turned into two turned into four and now turned into six. He had been scheduled to direct the passenger lines meaning that Emmet’s day had wrapped up at around four in the afternoon.

Rain fell in silencing curtains, turning the streets outside shiny and the air damp. Thunder rolled overhead, causing the bits and bobbles along the garage walls to shudder. Owning a house in Nimbasa didn’t take them any farther from the noise and the lights and the sounds of the city; rather, it gave Emmet a nice place to hear the city backdrop from, tuning it out as he worked silently- tirelessly- on his pet project.

The garage door quietly groaned on its hinges. Ingo stepped out into the garage, shivering from the sudden change in temperature as he saddled over toward the trash bin, a large bag in his hand. He spared Emmet a curious glance. “It is past midnight, Emmet.”

“I know.” Emmet didn’t look up from his train model, turning it this way and that under the light of the suspended desk lamp to make sure that all of the wheel bolts were tightened as far as they could go. He focused on the feel of the wood grain under his fingers, preferring to feel the material rather than use safety gloves in case of splinters. Not the safest choice. 

“You are usually asleep by nine at the latest.” Ingo deposited his trash in the bin before walking over to study the train model. “This is very well crafted! The front facing grills are perfectly symmetrical- oh! And your work with aligning the wheels with the rotary pistons is absolutely remarkable! Bravo!”

            Emmet turned away, flustered at the unexpected amount of praise he had suddenly received. He couldn’t say that he felt the same about his handiwork. 

Model trains used to be a fun hobby that both Ingo and Emmet had started when they were kids, spurned on by their parents and of course, their uncle, Drayden, who had plenty of money to burn and who loved to spend time with them even when the burly man didn’t outwardly show it. It used to be a well-loved hobby. One where their parents would buy them the cheap wooden ones where the paint would easily chip off and then the two brothers could paint them however they wanted. Those were laid to rest on multiple shelves in the house, looming high up on the walls where they could collect dust in peace.

            Then came the complex ones, the ones that Drayden purchased from abroad or bargained for on auctioning sites. The piece-by-piece sets that came pre-decorated with their shiny plastic exteriors and their extensive wiring. The ones that could make noise and cruise along constructed tracks. Emmet remembered spending all of his free time during college working on an extensive whole-room train model set boasting more than a dozen powered model trains. Those engines had also been laid to rest on static tracks just beneath the wooden model trains. Still beloved. Still seen. Rarely heard. Those were what had inspired him to take up engineering- after all, Ingo did all the planning. Emmet did all the construction.

            The model Emmet had been working on had been a massive pet project, one that he had been working on ever since Ingo had come back from Hisui. It had been pricey. Very pricey. So much so that it had put a massive dent into his savings account just to buy it, not accounting for the holding case he had also purchased when he inevitably finished the model.

Ingo needed therapy. His time in Hisui had changed him, for better or worse, Emmet couldn’t really say for sure. Ingo was certainly more withdrawn. More prone to outbursts. More prone to having nightmares and waking up yelling. But then, Ingo had also become wiser. He was more careful. More cynical. And despite Ingo having an obvious need to seek therapy for his past experiences, he had often advocated for Emmet to do the same.

Emmet didn’t need therapy- at least, that’s what he told himself. Emmet didn’t have any issues to power through. He didn’t have detachment issues like a lot of news outlets said he did back when the controversy of his brother up and disappearing first made headlines. Sure, Ingo’s absence had been particularly hard on him, but he had found outlets to channel his grief into. Model trains had been traded for research regarding the pokédex. Any day off was spent challenging the Wi-Fi Lines at the station to test potential combinations. Anything to stay on top of his game while ignoring the empty chair in his office and the empty room in his house. The model trains kept collecting dust.

The particularly large Big Boy model Emmet had been working on for months- the one that took up almost his entire workbench- had been a project that Emmet could focus on where he could just work and not really use his brain to think. It was quiet work. Repetitive work. Slow motions, heavy scrutiny, gradual payoff. And he only ever worked on it when Ingo was gone. Usually at work. Sometimes out with colleagues. Sometimes visiting Dawn in Sinnoh. Sometimes being solicited with Elesa. It was therapy for Emmet. A set aside time to focus on himself and relax. No questions. No prying. No ‘are you okay’ or ‘is there something bothering you’. No baited questions. Just silence. An hour or two putting together something that made Emmet happy; no one else.

And so, Emmet tinkered with the model train, involuntarily ignoring the way Ingo’s eyes sparkled when Emmet tested the rotary pistons with a screwdriver. He missed how Ingo had opened one of the miniature cabin doors and had been mesmerized at how meticulous the seating and handholds and lighting had been put into place. Emmet completely missed the way Ingo’s eyes moved over the intricate paint work or how brightly his brother smiled when Emmet took a second to test roll the train down its pre-set tracks.

When Emmet finally did resurface from his brief dissociation, he was surprised to see that Ingo had gone. Instead, a pale Zoroark sat in his place. The pokémon stared directly at him with its golden eyes, obscuring the train with one ghostly-white paw. But then, Emmet had been expecting as much. After all, Ingo ran the late-night passenger trains. He wouldn’t return home for another two or three hours.

“You should go to sleep,” the Zoroark mentally projected, blocking Emmet’s hands with their deep red claws. “You can continue your work tomorrow. Humans need to rest. You’ve been at it for some time now.”

            Emmet attempted to work around the pokémon, his eyes narrowing when the Zoroark- Ingo had named him something, what, Emmet couldn’t quite recall- had stood from its chair, positioning its massive body directly in front of him. “I have more work to do. Please do not obstruct the tracks.”

“Sleep now.”

“I am almost finished.”

            The Zoroark let out a soft growl and with an exhausted glance, levitating the model train onto a shelf high above where Emmet couldn’t reach. “You can finish tomorrow. Sleep comes first. You are scheduled to work again tomorrow.”

            The Zoroark- specifically, a variant Zoroark from Hisui that had somehow migrated to the future with Ingo on accident- rarely ever left the house, tending to be most active during the night. Zoroark never really bothered with Emmet, almost always preferring to sleep in the attic and phase through the walls to scare the both of them during odd hours of the night. Zoroark had one job and one job only: consuming Ingo’s nightmares and stopping his brother’s night terrors in their tracks. Ingo had a lot of nightmares. Zoroark was very good at their job. Both Zoroark and Chandelure tended to get along like a house on fire.

Zoroark was old- older than Drayden. Most definitely older than a hundred years, or so Ingo would have Emmet believe. Emmet hadn’t really been all that receptive when Zoroark had hitched a ride and had made themself quite cozy in the brother’s shared house without permission. He knew that both Ingo and Zoroark had some kind of history, that which hadn’t been shared with Emmet. But then, Ingo rarely spoke about Hisui.

“I am fine,” Emmet reasoned, swiping a few pieces of cut wood into a waste bin on the side of the desk. “You may return back to the attic.”

“I never asked if you were.” Zoroark almost dragged Emmet out of his seat, using their powers to close the garage door. “Come with me.”

Emmet didn’t fight back; he couldn’t. Psychic types and ghost-types had powers that were nigh impossible to resist  which allowed Zoroark to easily float Emmet to his bed as though he were a naughty Zorua about to be grounded. Up in his room, Zoroark deposited him onto his bed like a wet bag of flour. And the moment his back hit the soft mattress, all of the stored energy that he’d been running off of for hours depleted in the fraction of a moment, leaving him feeling bone-tired. Zoroark seemed all too pleased with themself. Emmet only laid on the mattress.

He sat there for a while, his hands aching and a cramp threatening to start in his calf. His hunger and thirst had caught up with him and so too did his exhaustion, taking the breath out of him. It had crept up on him like a high speed train. The house was quiet. Too quiet. Too similar to how things used to be. 

“Aren’t you going to change?”

“Nah. I’ll leave it… for the morning.”

“You should eat.”

“I’m not hungry,” Emmet lied.

Zoroark hopped onto the bed, settling into a lazy ball just a pace away from Emmet. Zoroark faced him directly, their wispy mane obscuring everything Emmet could see.  Zoroark stared down at him. Glowered at him, almost. They then let out a rasping sigh. “You are almost exactly like your kin, did you know that?”

“We are twins.”

“You both have a bad habit of focusing on everything but yourselves.” Zoroark laid its head on its paws, still keeping one lazy eye on Emmet. “Perhaps, I should consume your dreams as well. Your spirit reeks.”

“Reeks of what?” Emmet snarked, bodily turning away from the pokémon.

“Guilt.”

 Emmet shut his eyes, ignoring the soft touch of Zoroark’s paw to the side of his face. He had completely ignored his safety checks. Maybe I do need therapy.

[thequeenofneverland1]

Edward Cullen///if I stay any longer Part Two

A/N: It's Part two is finally here I'm sorry for the delay I feel bad since a lot of you have been asking for a while. And it's barely getting posted. a lot of things have been going in my life. that's why I have been taking forever to post, but Here it is I hope you love it and once again I'm sorry for the delay

“Bella, you suggest Y/n to leave Forks with you?” Esme asks shocked as everyone glared at bella

She crossed her arms and nodded. “Yes, I did. I can't allow her to suffer any longer as a result of your son.”

“It's not any of your business so stay out of it.” Rosalie barks

“Y/n’s my best friend of course it's my business if it involves her it involves me as well.” Bella barks back

“Well Y/n’s pregnant she can’t leave the child without a father, and she needs to take care of the baby and her-.” Carlisle tries to explain but Bella didn't let him to

“Y/n has the right to do that since Edward has been treating her like shit. and I can take care of the baby and her. She doesn't need you guys.”

"Who do you think you are talking to us like this?” Rosalie asks frustrated

“ Y/n is my wife and she needs us, we are her family. I will not allow you or anyone to take my child away. I have the right to be a part of my child's life. ” Edward tells her

“Perhaps your family or you cursed her to become pregnant so she wouldn't have to leave you. ” Bella accused

Emmet walks to her and gets into a fighting position if needed “How dare you?”

“Bella, I think you should go, I'll talk to you later.” You tell her fearing for her safety

“But Y/n, I don’t trust them.” She tells you back

“It’s ok I’ll talk to you later when I’m done, right now I need to have a talk with them.” You smiled at her then you glance at them

“Fine but if you don’t call me or answer my calls I will come back here and with backup,” she glared at them before leaving

Edward crossed his arms "So you were planning to leave Forks?”

“I wasn't going to, but now that I know that I'm pregnant I'm leaving.” You respond

"You can't leave. You’re pregnant. and I have the right to see our child because I'm the father.” He tells you

You rolled your eyes "why would I have our child grow up with a father who hates his mother I at least show you some love but you don’t.”

Esme grabbed your hand “Y/n sweetie, I'll tell you what we can do about you staying in forks so Edward and us can still see the child.”

You nodded, not liking the fact that you have to stay but you want to know what Esme has in mind “Okay?”

"So you're going to be staying until the baby is born. Once the baby is born, you can live in a house that I have around here. It's going to be just the baby and you.” She smiles

"You can't do that if Y/n’s leaving I'm leaving with her and the baby.” Edward tells his adoptive mother

“Eddie, you will still see your kid on some days.” Esme tries to explain “if that makes Y/n want to stay in Forks it will happen.”

Everyone looks at you for your answer as soon as you nodded Edward storm off angrily

Alice shakes her head on how Edward reacted "Eddie should at least be happy that you're staying here in Forks.”

"Yeah, well you have to understand that he's not going to see his kid everyday and he's not going to live with them.” Jasper kinda agrees with Edward but at the same time he doesn't

“But just know that I'm still going to follow for divorce.” You said before going upstairs to call Bella

"Have you seen a future with them and their baby?” Rosaline asks with hope

She shook her head "sadly not yet, but I do see someone trying to get close to Y/n.”

"Who's that person?" Edward asks sadly

"It's someone that's been with her, and no I don't still see them being together.” Alice answers

“It’s Jacob.” Edward whispers quietly, but everyone heard him

You were talking on the phone with Bella telling her that you were okay. and that you were going to stay once the baby was born. you were going to move into a house that Esme owns. That it was just going to be your baby and you. and that Edward will visit the kid some days.

Bella smiles “I’m so happy you deserve better and are you still going to divorce him?”

You sat down on your bed “thank you and Yes the divorce is still happening.”

“Y/n, can we talk? ” You heard Edward voice asks you could tell that he has cried

You nodded and you told Bella that you were going to talk to her tomorrow and you put your phone away so Edward and you could talk

"I know our marriage hasn't been easy but I beg you to give me another chance to prove that I love you and our child.” Edward tells you

"Edward it hasn't been easy for me too but I at least show you love, it hurts me saying this but the divorce is still happening.” You try to not get emotion

"Why don't you think about it again? If you think it's for the best, I'll give it to you. But at the moment let me try to get back your love and you back. If it doesn't work, I'll leave you alone. And let you move on with your life.” Edward proposed hoping that you would agree with his offer

You thought about it before giving an answer to him. As you were thinking about it you nodded your head "fine you can do it."

He happily smiled "thank you Honey, I promise that you won't regret it.”

Ever since you kind of give Edward a chance he has been super romantic and sweet making you shocked that it seems that he wants to try it again

"Honey, where are you going?” He asked since he sees you getting already

you looked at him through the mirror "I'm going to hangout with Jacob for a little bit.”

"Honey, you shouldn't go you're pregnant and I don't want you to risk our baby and you.” he looks at you with hope

You rolled your eyes "it's fine I'm not going to risk the baby and me.”

He frowns, but smiles "okay but call me if anything happens.”

You nodded "I will."

Edward felt sad that you were leaving to hang out with Jacob. he hoped that you would’ve stayed with him. so he could spend more time with you and the baby instead of Jacob,

But he understands that you need some space and to think if you still do want to divorce him. He never wanted things to go far. He never wanted to lose you. but now he might lose you to Jacob. if he doesn’t try hard enough.

The pack and you were talking about how you found out that you were pregnant. Everyone was happy for you except for Jacob who was heartbroken, “how's that bloodsucker treating the baby and you?”

You looked at him confused on the way he said ‘the baby and you’ “he’s treating us good why?”

He looked at you with a smile, "just making sure that he's being a good father and husband.”

“Alice, how do I get Y/n to stay away from that wolf?” Edward asks walking into the living room

She shrugs her shoulders “try to be by her side, show her love and appreciation, maybe that will get her to stay away from him.”

He sat on the couch next to Alice and he gives her a look “that’s not helping your not giving me support.”

“Well, it’s not my fault that you didn't do those things to her either fight for her or let Jacob do the work that you should be doing.” She said

“It seems that everyone wants Y/n to be with that wolf but I won’t let that happen because I’m going to fight for her.” He promised

She patted him on the back.“Good job if you want her back you’ll need to fight for her no matter what.”

“What should I do to win her back?” He asks, wanting to hear her ideas so he can win you back

“Um.” She thinks “Maybe plan a trip for her and you once the baby is born you can take her to Isle Esme she'll probably won't mind if it’s a good cost.”

“You think that’s going to work? Because I really do want her back.” He sadly smiles

“It will if you do the things that I told you to do.” She reassured him “why don’t you take her shopping after she comes home.”

You stood up from the couch with the help of Jacob and Leah "thank you guys and I think I should start getting ready to leave.”

“It was nice having you over. you're always welcome here.” Sam smiles

Jacob got his jacket and wrapped it around your shoulders. “Y/n let me walk you home it's almost getting dark, I don't want you to be walking home by yourself.”

“It's okay wolf I'm here to take her home besides I want to take her shopping for her and our baby.” Edward grabs your hand

"Thank you Jake for offering to take me home." you smiled and gave him back his jacket

“Anything for you.” He grins

When Edward puts his jacket on you, Jacob stops grinning and felt heartbroken when Edward and you left his home holding hands 

Jacob tries to conceal his emotions, but his friends notice and they all stare at each other. “If I were you, I wouldn't get my hopes up.”

He gives his friends a confused look "what are you talking about?"

“We all know that you love Y/n, but she doesn't feel the same for you.” Jared replies crossing his arms

Jacob rolls his eyes "how would you know?"

“It's easy to say that she still loves Edward, I'm sorry for saying this, but if she loved you she would have stayed with you instead of leaving with that blood sucker.” Jared replies again, not trying to be rude.

“Well Jared he's taking her shopping for her and their baby of course she would leave with him because he's the father but it doesn't mean that she still loves him.” Paul reassures "who knows Y/n might love our man Jacob.”

“And remember Bella told us that Y/n’s going to move to a different house around here once the baby is born and that she's going to divorce him.” Leah adds

“I know I just don't want Jacob to get his hopes up and for him to end suffering.” Jared explains

Jacob pulls him into a hug and smiles, "I know and I thank you for looking out for me and for being a good friend and a great family member.”

Edward and you were walking around holding hands but stopped when you felt a pain in your stomach and you felt that your water broke "Edward our baby is coming."

He panicked, but quickly he picked you up and carried you bridal style gently he speds to get you home

“Edward, what's happening to Y/n.” Esme asks worried

"Our baby is coming into the world.” Edward answers laying you on the couch gently

You pulled out your hand "Edward Can you grab my hand please."

He nods with a smile as he grabs your hand "please hurry, I don't want her to be suffering any longer."

Carlisle tries to comfort You and Edward "I know, but I'll try my best so Y/N doesn't suffer that much.”

“It might hurt more because you're a vampire giving birth, but I'll try to be as gentle as possible and you have Edward here to help you.” He tells you

Edward smiled when he saw his adopted father holding his daughter “I want to hold my daughter.”

Carlisle nods and gives his granddaughter to his son, and Edward smiles that he is finally hugging his daughter and

looks at you with a smile “Y/n sweetie she’s so beautiful just like her mother.”

You grin "she's going to be lucky to have you as her father.”

”And she's going to be so beautiful that she's going to break every single man's heart because she got your beauty.” He pulled you into a kiss

"You guys can be gross later now let me hug my niece.” Rosalie jokes but is happy that Edward and you seem to work out

"Are you ok? my love.” Edward aks worried since you just gave birth

You smiled again, "I'm fine, just happy that our baby is finally here.”

He kissed your hand “You can let your friends know that our baby was born and they can come visit if you want.”

You lean on his shoulder,”'It’s alright, I'll tell them later. Right now, it's about us, our family.”

Edward looks at everyone with a smile and they all smile back the moment stopped when there was a knock on the door

“I'll go and see who it is.” Jasper offers

"Y/n, it's for you." Jasper yells as he walks in with a person behind him

"Hey, Y/n how are you?” Bella asks as she sits down next to you

“I'm doing fine, I just gave birth right now but how about you?” You replied as Edward wrapped his arms around you

Bella looked at Edward and you with a confused look she had too many questions on her mind to ask

she clears her throat “so are you two not getting divorced?”

Edward wanted to reply, but he didn't want to be a liar, and he didn't want to cause any more pain to his heart by lying

You smiled at Edward as he put his hand on top of yours. “At the moment, no.”

She frowns, "oh, okay, it was nice talking to both of you. but I have to get going. Jake is waiting for me. but congrats on your baby girl. and I'm happy that Edward and you seem to work out.”

He beamed with hope “so you no longer want to divorce me?”

You exulted as you look at your family taking turns to carry your child “I feel like our daughter brought us together because when I saw you holding our daughter for the first time it made me realize that I don’t want the divorce that I want to stay by your side forever.”

He kissed your forehead “thank you love, I feel the same way and I always want to stay with you forever and love you and our family forever.”

“Edward tell the ladies of the house that they need to share Renesmee.” Emmett tells him

“Y/n tell Emmett and the guys to shut up and that they need to be patient.” Rosalie calls out

Edward and you let out a laugh as the both of you shake your heads watching them fight over your daughter “don’t forget that she’s our daughter.”

“We’re not talking to you, so mind your business.” Rosalie tells Edward playful

“Love, I was thinking why don’t we go on a trip just the two of us.” Edward asks pulling your attention from the scene

You smiled “I would love to but what about our daughter?”

“We can watch her as you both go on that trip, you both deserve it.” Jaspers tells you both

Emmett smirks, “Either way it might be a romantic trip for both of you so that’s why we’re going to look after her so Edward and you can enjoy the trip.”

You grinned as you nodded “so where are you planning to take me?”

He grabbed your hand and kissed it, “it’s a surprise we’re leaving later.”

“Did you know that Y/n got back together with Edward? Bella angrily asked

Jacob turned around and faced Bella with a sad and confused look, "What?"

She crossed her arms as she nodded "You heard right, I was there not a minute ago and I saw them sitting next to each other and he had his arms wrapped around her.”

“But I thought she was going to move out once the baby was born and that she was going to divorce him.” He asked with confusion thinking what changed your decision to not divorced Edward

She shook her head "not anymore she gave birth today and she told me that the divorce wasn't happening.”

“I have to go see her. I need an explanation from her.” he tried to walk past her. But she grabbed his arm "isn't it obvious? Edward being chosen over you shows that she loves him not you.”

He grabbed her hand, “but I am in love with her..”

“I understand, but she doesn't feel the same way about you. It's better to move on instead of waiting for her to love you because it's not likely to happen.” She noticed he was about to cry, so she hugged him

He accepted the hug "I shouldn't have gotten my hopes up even Jared told me not to but of course I never listen.”

“I love this place, thank you for bringing me.” You beamed since Edward and you were at Isle Esme

He hugs you from behind "I'm glad that you’re happy love thank you for giving me a second chance.”

With a smile on your face, you turned to face him, “Thank you for making me happy and giving me a daughter.”

He kissed your shoulder with a smirk, "let's go back inside and enjoy our vacation.”

You winked "what about inside?"

He kissed you as he closed the door. "We can also do it outside if you'd like on our second round.”

"So Alice, do you see a future with Edward and his family?” Japer curiously asked.

She smiles and nods. “Yes, and I anticipate a new family member joining us in the near future.”

"What do you mean by that?" Emmett asks, confused.

“She's implying that Renesmee will become a big sister, is that correct? Alicia?” Rosalie smiles

“We're going to be grandparents once more.” Esme embraces Carlisle with joy

“Does Edward and Y/n know about the great news”? Carlisle asks

She shook her head. “Not yet, I'm going to wait until they return from their trip.”

Week later

“We missed you guys so much.” You said pulling them each into a hug

“Careful there, we don't want to hurt the baby or you.” Jasper mumbled quietly but Edward and you heard him

“What?” You asked

Edward glanced at Jasper and then at you, “what did he say?”

"That they don't want to hurt the baby and me.” You replied

To confirm if it's true, he glances at Alice and smiles when she nods. “We’re going to be parents again, love.”

You smiled "it's another miracle that we got."

Renesmee was picked up by Edward. “Did you hear that princess? you're going to be a big sister.”

After putting her down, he went over to hug you and kiss you. “Our kids and you are my everything.”

You wrapped your arms around his neck "and you are to me I love you and our family.”

The moment was ruined when there was a knock on the door. Jasper went over to open the door Bella and Jacob stood there not happy. "Hi guys, welcome."

“We came here to let you Y/n know that you're no longer welcome in our houses and that you're no longer our friend.” Bella informs you as Jacob nodded

Edward tries to walk past you to defend you, but you stopped him. “I understand that Jacob and you are upset, but I wanted to give Edward a second chance. because he deserved it. but thank you for letting me know. I'll no longer bother you guys ever again. But you guys are no longer allowed to try to contact me as well.”

"Congrats on the baby." Jacob said before leaving with Bella

As Jasper closed the door, everyone looked at you as Edward hugged you. “Are you alright, love?”

You chuckled, "of course, why would I be sad? when I'm happy that we're going to have another child and why have friends? when I have you guys my family.”

“Exactly family is way better than to have friends.”

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@coralineyouareinterribledanger

[smallestapplin]

You'll always be my boy.

Please note this is about my oc Arthur, who is the father to Ingo and Emmet, and about Ingo coming out as trans(FtM) to his dad when he was in his teens.

If you aren't comfortable with that please scroll on and block. (Id also like to apologize if it's off, as I wanted to write this more happy than my own experience.)

Double note, this will likely be the last thing of submas I write.

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It was clear as day to Arthur that his kids were up to something, but when aren't they? He wants to laugh about it, as he finds the 'trouble' they usually get themselves in is often humorous.

But this time feels different, something feels serious, as if they are scared of his reaction. He can't imagine why, though he knows sometimes they get into their own heads a lot, so he will wait until they come to him.

Days turned to weeks and weeks to months, the more time passed the more worried he grew. The man replays everything he's ever done, trying to figure out if he did something to upset them or show he isn't to be trusted, but nothing comes up, even if he did he always made sure to talk to them about it and apologize.

So what happened?

The day finally came as his eldest came into the living room where he was, encouraged by her brother who stood peeking behind a wall for emotional support.

"Hey dad, can I tell you something?"

Arthur instantly sits up and pauses his show, giving her his undivided attention.

"Of course. What is it?" He pats the spot next to him on the sofa, gesturing her to sit next to him, which she does though hesitatly.

"Take your time, if you don't feel ready I understand."

He offers a crooked smile, trying to be patient, though is shocked when she starts tearing. He's quick to place a hand on her back rubbing soothing circles.

"Sweetheart, you don't have to tell me if you don't want to."

That seems to only make it worse but he blinks at what comes next.

"I feel fake, I feel like I've been putting on a mask and silly title just to please everyone! I can't keep living like this, I just want to be your son..."

His eyes widen trying to wrap his head around this, he maybe in his mid 30's but he's heard about these things, even if he doesn't fully understand it himself.

"I love you no matter what, you're my little train conductor no matter how old you get. I made a vow the moment I held you and Emmet that I would love and support you in any way I could, no matter what.' He brushes some of his son's silver hair out of his face.

"You're still my baby boy."

His son lets out a loud sob, hugging him tightly and burying his face into his father's chest. Arthur just hums, wrapping his arms around his boy, giving him a firm hug.

Arthur lets him cry for as long as he needs, clearly needing this more than anything. He looks over to Emmet and gestures him to get a thing of water, which the youngest quickly does.

It takes sometime for his eldest to finally settle down, but when he does, Arthur has to ask him.

"So, is there anything I can do to help?"

"Well....I was actually going to ask if you could uh...pick my new name?" The young boy looked so hopeful "I remember you telling us you had a lot of name picked out before we were born."

Arthur feels himself tearing up, he tries to fight back the sting of tears in his eyes but he easily give him a smile, leaving both twins shocked at seeing their father give a full smile for once, even if it's shaky.

"Ingo, it was one of the names me and your mother adored the most."

"Ingo..?" Those alabaster eyes look back at him with renewed tears.

"Do you like it? If not I can find the list in the photo album."

"No! It's....it's perfect."

Emmet hands his brother a thing of water, letting his brother drink, but he chuckles a bit.

"Now we are the ultimate duo!"

Arthur watches them laugh and playfully bicker. He will look more information up later tonight, but right now he just wants to enjoy this moment with his sons.

[bellafragolina]

Most of the scenarios of reader turning into a Pokémon either include them dying and/or not fully remembering their past lives. But there have been several instances of people not dying and in the case of Ashchu (he got turned into a chu via pokewitch potion I believe) very temporary! Can I request a scenario with the submas brothers (sep) reacting to their s/o turning into a Pokémon via a silly incident. They’re still very much themselves and are still able to communicate to their partners that this is temporary they just look different. At most I can see this lasting for a few weeks, then they just poof back to normal randomly afterwards.

Hello! I deviated a little because I dunno how the s/o would communicate to the pokemon and then the pokemon to the twins! couldn't think of anything, sorry! but i hope you like this regardless!

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Ingo:

Your scream from the bedroom, terrified and cut off by a Pokémon's cry that he doesn't recognize, sends Ingo barreling through the house. He breaks down the door to the bedroom, crying your name so loud the windows rattle, but you're not there. Your clothes are on the floor in a heap, rising and falling as what's underneath struggles to free itself.

To Ingo's shock, a Pokémon of dark metal armor, purple flames, and long sword arms rises from the pile of your clothes It floats and cries to him, but doesn't move, flames licking about. Ingo says your name, and the Pokémon nods. It's you, but. . . how did this happen?

You follow Ingo around, worried over your flames and sharp parts, while he scours Nimbasa for someone to help you turn back. His Pokémon follow too, stumped about your new form, but able to recognize you still. Chandelure is the most eager to interact with you, showing you how to control your flames as you go. It reassures Ingo that you're okay (and also that you're truly you), but he worries that this is permanent

But, in the meantime, he finds endearment in your new form. Your cries are interesting, and learning about the Pokémon you are, Ceruledge, is fun! Another ghost/fire type! No wonder Chandelure adores you! And you're also fun to have at work, wowing commuters with your flames and swords while sometimes floating about to the awe of the children. The only downside is you're too afraid of your lacking control to touch Ingo, and he misses your warmth at night

Emmet:

You're in the living room, passing out batteries to the Joltiks when there's a flash of bright light. Your scream dies as quick as it starts, scaring Emmet to his very core. He skids out of the kitchen to find the Joltiks pulling away a pile of clothes, your clothes, to reveal a friightened spider, an Ariados.

The whines and cries of the Ariados break Emmet's heart. He knows it's you, with how the Pokémon nuzzles into his neck like you do, and he's panicked that you've changed this way. What does he do? No one will believe him! Will you be like this forever? Emmet hugs you, the both of you crying in your fear of what's happening.

Luckily for you, Galvantula and her Joltiks all know it's you, and they adore your new form. They coax you into spider behaviors, climbing up walls and spinning webs. Your creations, Emmet observes, are less geometric and even than the others. He tries to watch you carefully pull webs from either your hind or your mouth, head cocked, but you get embarrassed and hide from him when you try to spin webs

Emmet loves loves loves taking you to work with him. You're adorable, a beautiful Ariados trailing alongside his Galvantula and wowing all the passenger. You get many pets from many kids, which you take with happy chirps. Emmet makes sure to pet you and give you tons of affection too, smitten to death over you as a spider.

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Emmet, after s/o is human again: What's it like, spinning webs??

S/O: I don't wanna talk about it

~Renee

[archersxartxblog]

Caleb and Fjord are Ingo's kids, Caleb at 4 Fjord 3

description below the cut

Caleb being the older of the two, by at least year and a half. you could say that he wasn't exactly planned, the result of loneliness, the want for companionship, and too much alcohol, Caleb was born in the Pearl clan settlement during spring with the identity of his mother needing to be kept a secret as it might be seen as scandalous for a captain of the Galaxy team to have a child out of wedlock with a Warden from the Pearl clan. Luckily Ingo, stepped up, taking on the role of single father. Caleb has electrical scars going up his right arm, the result of him grabbing the tail of a Pichu that had been hiding into his father's tent, causing a bit of nerve damage in that arm. Caleb is a pretty talkative kid, even at a young age. often times just talking out loud to himself or anyone willing to listen to him. though he tends to get overwhelmed easily by new people and crowds. He has a deep love of baked goods, and later does his best to learn how to bake. He's also a huge fan of the game chess, and tends to play both casually and competitively, his favourite opponent? his little brother, even if when they start playing, Fjord doesn't exactly know what's happening. while Caleb was nervous at first about leave Hisui to go with his dad, the moment he laid eyes on Gear Station and found out what his dad and Uncle did, Caleb new he wanted to be a Subway Boss.

Fjord, unlike Caleb was a bit more planned, the secret getting out the two parents tried to make things work with the hope that if they were more public Caleb could spend time with his mother and that maybe a younger sibling would mean Caleb would have a companion, someone like him. Fjord was born in the Fall in Jublife Villge, but there was a problem, Fjord's right leg showed deformities around his knee, while the doctors and Nurses of the Galaxy team said he'd grow out of it, Warden Calaba suggested otherwise. when the time comes of Ingo to go home, their mother chooses to send them off with their father, knowing they will be far safer with him then they would if they were to stay. (and also because their existence messes with the timeline but that's besides the point.) Fjord doesn't really remember Hisui or who his mother is, but he has a vague feel about the place and his mother. while Fjord is able to walk, he has a noticeable limp and can't really run. as he get older he ends up needing the help of a Cane and a wheelchair just to get around. Fjord is a fairly quite kid, and doesn't really talk to much, as he would much rather let his brother do the talking, though he does take after his father in how loud he can be, something that can be rather surprising to those that don't expect it. Fjord enjoys knitting, he tends to knit his own sweaters when he gets older, though he always makes the sleeves to long. he also love videos games, specifically Legend of Zelda. Fjord tended to spend a lot of time around his Uncle Emmet, picking up a few of Emmet's mannerisms, such as his love of battling and trains. while being a Subway Boss isn't Fjord's dream, it quickly becomes a goal he starts shooting for.

[answrs]

okay but now I'm thinking about setting up young submas drilbur as a stim/support pokemon I touched on in the fur post.

especially if you have Uncle/Dad Drayden raising the twins, visiting Clay to catch up one day. they get to meet his team as he shows them around the kid(relatively)-safe areas of the tunnels. Ingo especially takes a liking to his ace, and pesters(affectionate) Clay constantly about him especially out of the rapid-fire interrogation the two are excitedly giving him about his team.

(not important to figure out what caused the meltdown imo, emmet probably left with Drayden for something and a loud noise from the drilling equipment fired right next to him or whatever. or ingo got distracted and wandered down the wrong tunnel and got lost? idfk. dealer's choice or whatever movinG ON.)

Excadrill is reasonably standoffish - not because it doesn't like this kid, but he's only ever been around teenagers challenging the gym circuit on their pokemon journey. what is it supposed to do with a melting down six year old? it hasn't been trained for this! D:

well, at least it's uncertain freezing in front of the lil tyke seems to have worked, since the kid's now curled into it's space, fingers rhythmically running through the velvet-soft fur on its back. Drayden rounds the bend a little later, emmet in tow, and is shocked that ingo is so much calmer than expected, profusely thanks the confused 'mon for helping the boy so much.

anyway, while logically in-universe it would make more sense to take longer (a month at least), I love the mental image that excadrill wanders off once the boys are back at the house and just comes waddling back into the living room a few hours later and just. plops an egg in Ingo's face as they're getting ready to leave.

(it can't go with the kid, obviously, Clay is already His Human. but it knows through the grapevine there's a very fine ditto down the road that might offer a solution to that, lmao. also bonus, this is why the lil drilbur has such nice stats. those are some very strong genes! ;p)

(I think in this verse while they both eventually use Excadrill on the subway, Drilbur is Ingo's pokemon first and foremost. emmet appreciates it, especially so for how it helps his brother, but finds the scratchy static fur of his joltik army a much better texture for him in comparison.)

[the-nimbasa-trio]

*Echo smiled, blue eyes lighting up.*

"That's so sweet! I know how hard a language barrier can be, it was uh-hm." *She paused, before pushing forward.* "I'm an empath. It's meant to connect me with Titan and other pokemon. Part of the whole-" *She gestured to her hair.* "Shiny business. Doesn't allow me to do much other than know if a pokemon is happy or sad or whatever. But it made me a very weird kid, especially since I couldn't tell what other *people* were feeling."

*She shrugged, a lax expression on her face.*

"Like I said, kids would bully me, but their pokemon would protect me. Started up a rumor that I was mind controlling pokemon, and since I could only tell the...vibes of the pokemon, who *liked me*, it was exceptionally easy for me to be tricked into getting hurt. And then the pokemon would realize their trainer was hurting me in some way, and that'd cause infighting, and it just-"

*She sighs, looking over at the twins.*

"It was so hard, feeling like I was speaking a language nobody else could understand. I can only imagine how hard it is to *actually be in that situation.* I'm sure you guys were probably the one good thing happening to Elesa when everything else seemed like it was horrible."

*She smiled at their comment on trains, rocking back and forth slightly.*

"I'm no expert when it comes to trains, but I'm well aware you guys are. When we have some free time, you should *absolutely* infodump on me. The steam engine is a work of *art* and you guys could probably give me the entire history on the paints alone."

Ingo nodded in understanding, but towards the infodumping he perked up. He had to hold himself back, and Emmet, from infodumping right there and then. Now was not the time. "Well, don't worry, Mx. Echo! We'll keep you safe."

Emmet nodded in agreement and gave a respectful solute. "I know how it is to get bullied," they commented and shrugged a bit, brushing it off. "It isn't fun. I also have the curse of knowing if someone is lying, too. If someone lied to my face, I'd sense something is wrong. I'll try and get more information. As a result, it makes me kind of weird."

"It's useful," Ingo replied and patted his brother on the back. "But hey, we're just a group of weirdos that can stick together. That's why we befriended Elesa, too! He needed a friend that understood him. We happened to fit the criteria! Now we're inseparable, and no matter what happens, we'll stick together."

"Yup yup! So now you're part of the squad. Welcome!" Emmet cheered which, surprisingly, went along with the sudden cheers of the crowd around them.

The twins spun on their heels to look at the battle, and on the screen behind Elesa, it displayed how many Pokemon each trainer had. Elesa was down to Typhoon, who looked tired and weakened, while the opponent had only his Togekiss. Ingo and Emmet were caught off-guard by how quickly the battle was nearing its end, but when they checked their respective watches, it's been going on for far longer than expected.

When the opponent trainer flew his hand out in front of him, he didn't need to call a command. The Togekiss flew forward and a ball of pink energy formed in front of her mouth, and she torpedoed it forward. The Moonblast struck its target despite Typhoon's attempt at avoiding the fast strike, and smoke flung in every direction from the sheer power this Togekiss wielded.

Emmet shielded Echo and the Zorua from the smoke, while Ingo coughed and acted as an extra barrier. Once the smoke cleared, Elesa's dumbfounded expression and posture became visible, and Typhoon's fainted body laid on the runway. The opponent was the victor.

Elesa gave a small smile and recalled Typhoon into his pokeball. He sighed and walked up to the purple-haired trainer. He extended his hand and clasped the opponent's in a show of sportsmanship. "Congratulations, Dolor, for defeating the Nimbasa City gym. You fought well out there."

When he pulled away, the badge was in Dolor's hand. It shone brilliantly in the light of the stadium. "It was a pleasure, Elesa. You fought brilliantly, as well."

Elesa nodded in response and turned towards the crowd. "And here you have it! The winner of the battle! I'll sign autographs in ten minutes, so get ready for a personal meet and greet!"

The crowd began cheering again as Elesa left behind stage.

[subwaytostardew]

man this mod is adorable. Im excited to see the subway boys as parents if you choose to implement that

I'm glad that you think so! We actually filled out all of the dialogue prompts regarding submas having children so, yes, you can become parents with them. Whether or not they're good at it.... well.....

We tried to keep things as realistic as possible between them while following the same kind of prompts found within the parenting dialogue for the vanilla characters (which... includes more awkward things like how they would hint at wanting a second child... ;;>.>)

For Ingo, we thought would have a better time being a parent than his brother, since he's the customer service representative between them and would be more experienced in taking care of others/children. Emmet..... would try his best! He would struggle more with things.... he's not the the best with people in general, let alone children. Emmet is more used to taking care of Pokémon and has a lower tolerance for usual child things like making messes or not following whatever rules he sets (they're babies... they can't read or understand him...) and he gets frustrated about that. That's not to say that Ingo doesn't have his share of struggles, either! They love their children, but they both get terribly worried and stressed about them.

The both of them do enjoy being uncles to each other's children, though! They always talk about each other and make sure to visit often (.... pretend children ever actually leave the house in Stardew lol).

You can see all of the parenthood related lines under the readmore! ("OneKid" indicates the farmer having one child, with "TwoKid" indicating having two children)

▷ Station Steward Thylak

  ▲ Ingo ▲

"OneKid_0": "Our little conductor has been quite curious as of late! [Kid Name] has been running around at full-steam! Even Chandelure has not been able to keep up with them!"

  "OneKid_1": "I hope you don’t mind if I take [Kid Name] with me to the station sometime! Emmet has been wanting to show them how a steam train works! Of course, they won’t quite understand the complexities of a locomotive just yet, but I’m sure that he would allow them to sound the whistle! Since [Kid Name] already enjoys the sound of a wooden train whistle- well- I can’t wait for them to hear the real thing!"

  "OneKid_2": "I have noticed that our little conductor seems a bit lonely as of late.... Do not worry, my dear. [Kid Name] is happy and healthy! Though, I can’t help but think they are missing something..... I’m not sure what. Perhaps it will come to me at a later time. For now, they seem content with playing with the Pokémon! Why, Excadrill has been attempting to teach them how to dig outside! Which.... leads to the problem of them tracking mud everywhere…. Ghuugh… I’ll see if Garbador can help with cleanup."

  "OneKid_3": "[Farmer Name]... our little conductor has been having an issue falling asleep at night. They have become quite the troublesome Noctowl.... On top of that- when they do sleep, they are like a Snorlax. I cannot get them to wake! I feel as if [Kid Name] has inherited my sleeping habits, as I do make it a habit to be up quite late during work hours and, well, you know how I can get in the early mornings. Perhaps a visit to Dr. Harvey can give us an idea how to adjust their schedule! They are still growing and need a proper schedule!"

  "TwoKid_0": "It fills the firebox that is my heart with joy seeing [Kid Name] and [Second Kid Name] play together. They have certainly become their own two-car train. Much like myself and Emmet when we were kids.... [Kid Name] cares a considerable amount for [Second Kid Name]. I should perhaps take them to see Emmet."

  "TwoKid_1": "[Farmer Name]... are you alright with our little conductors leaving home someday? Of course, it’s in the far off future.... but, I cannot help but worry about what's to come. Why, alongside my brother, I went off on a Pokémon journey just like most other children do when they reach the age of 10, of course others start a bit later in their teens... To travel and see the world with Pokémon... it is a life changing experience. You learn a lot and are never alone. No matter what tracks [Kid Name] and [Second Kid Name] choose in life, I will support them every step of the way. I will always encourage them to aim for greater heights! Aah... apologies, my dearest..... Emmet may be right about my hairline if I keep worrying about unplaced tracks."

  "TwoKid_2": "[Second Kid Name] has become quite fussy with their food as of late. Why, they keep feeding Garbador the vegetables you have worked so hard to grow! Perhaps there is a texture they dislike..... It is quite the problem. I also believe [Kid Name] is hiding their food as well...... Uuugh... I hope Emmet and I were not like this towards Drayden when we were younger. Though. I wouldn’t doubt it if we were!"

  "TwoKid_3": "I noticed today that [Second Kid Name] was upset about something. I was about to check up on them when [Kid Name] stepped in and cheered them up! I can’t help but be proud of them both... I hope that they continue on these tracks, with no end terminal in sight! Sorry dear, for derailing a bit..... I can’t help but miss my own brother at times! Our children both remind me greatly of when we were little conductors ourselves! Though, I know I can see him anytime, as his tracks are right around the corner! Perhaps I should plan to take them both to visit their favorite uncle!"

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▽ Emmet ▽

  "OneKid_0": "I am Emmet. I've never expected to be a father. I will be the best! Yup! I will make sure [Kid Name] is verrrry happy! I am nervous, though. What if I mess up? Is this what Drayden felt? If it is, then it is not a nice feeling. Nope."

  "OneKid_1": "I am Emmet. I have to pay attention to [Kid Name]. I do not want Eelektross or Galvantula to accidentally shock them. That will be verrrrrrry bad! They are not used to Electric-type Pokémon. Joltik should be okay though. They do not conduct their own electricity... and if they do accidentally exert it, it is like a static shock. I may be immune to paralysis now, but I remember static not being that bad. A kid can handle it. I did. I'm fine now. Unstoppable, even! Eelektross will have to learn to be verrrry gentle though. But do not worry darling. [Kid Name] will be okay! Worst case, I'll protect them!"

  "OneKid_2": "[Kid Name] seems lonely. They play with plenty of Pokémon. But they have no one to share their experience with.... I can't imagine growing up like that. I am Emmet. I was always a two-car train with Ingo. I think it would be verrrrrrrrry lonely without him. I wonder if we would have been okay with only our Pokémon.... That makes me rather sad to think about. Nevermind. Maybe I'm projecting. I am Emmet. [Kid Name] is [Kid Name]. Maybe they would be better with a sibling. Maybe they're fine as they are now. It is what it is."

  "OneKid_3": "I am Emmet! I will be taking [Kid Name] to see Ingo at the station! It will be verrrry exciting for [Kid Name] to learn about trains! Ingo is a verrrry good Uncle! Yup! However, he spoils [Kid Name]..... That is not good if he accidentally praises them for breaking a verrrrry important rule..... [Kid Name] will be on their best behavior! Yup! It is verrrry important at the Railroad to follow all safety checks and operating procedures! Follow the rules. Safe driving. Follow the schedule. Everybody smile! Check Safety! Right, [Kid Name], you will be verrrry well behaved! All aboard!"

  "TwoKid_0": "I am Emmet... I am verrrry happy to have [Kid Name] and [Second Kid Name]. I love them verrry much. They have become a two-car train. They look out for each other. However, they are trouble makers..... They get into everything. Yup. Galvantula has tried to help, but she has her Joltiks to worry about. [Kid Name] and [Second Kid Name] are our little Joltiks."

  "TwoKid_1": "[Second Kid Name] keeps on pulling on Archeops' tail. He is being verrrrry patient with them. But he cannot fly away, as he is not good with flying. So he is stuck with [Second Kid Name]... [Kid Name] keeps leading themself into trouble. I found them hiding in a laundry basket. Yup. They made a mess everywhere. Durant has been helping with finding them, as they run around everywhere. They have a lot of energy! Too much energy…. They are a speeding train with no end in sight!"

  "TwoKid_2": "I am Emmet. I am getting verrry annoyed at Ingo. He says I can be a bit too hard on our kids.... But there are rules that [Kid Name] and [Second Kid Name] must follow! Safety checks are verrrrrry important. Especially around our Pokémon. They may break the rules. Or plan behind my back. Thinking that I am not watching…. But I see them. They are verrrrry quick learners though. I cannot stop them. I should apologize to Ingo for teasing him about his hair. Having [Kid Name] and [Second Kid Name] has made me verrrrry worried for their safety! I just want them to grow up to be the best! Yup! But it is verrry difficult! Because they do not follow any rules!"

  "TwoKid_3": "[Second Kid Name] has become verrrry competitive. They think everything is a game..... Do you think [Second Kid Name] will be a good Pokémon Trainer? The tracks of becoming a Pokémon Trainer are verrrrrry far away. I went on a journey with Ingo when I was 10! Just like everyone else! Yup! If [Kid Name] and [Second Kid Name] decide to go on a Pokémon Journey. I will miss them and worry about them everyday. But I know they will be the best! With you by my side, [Farmer Name], I know I will be okay with our little Joltiks leaving to pursue their own dreams. But for now. They need us! They are toddlers! Verrrrrry troublesome toddlers...."

[bitebitesnap]

What would either twin be like as a papa. With like a little mini me of them following them around?

h-how long have you been in here-

Ingo

He's unsure at first. Him? You want him? The subway man, the battle line boss-you want that as father to your children? Wouldn't you want someone more...deserving? He can barely keep his brother in line and you still want him to sire you?

Shut him up before he overthinks himself to death.

Though he hesitated your eagerness definitely gets him down the right path soon enough, muttering the filthiest things into your ears as you cum on his cock.

And it works. Months down the line he's a proud father of a little girl, her locks streaked with silver.

Somehow he's still a little nervous despite everything, but you can tell he's going to be fine. He holds her very closely as an infant, multitasking between helping you with the cooking and doing random chores all over the apartment.

Emmet being your neighbor helps keep his nerves in check. He doesn't have to bounce between worrying over his daughter and keeping Emmet from causing some kind of work riot-you laugh but it nearly happened when they were depot agents.

It quickly becomes apparent how much of a Daddy's girl she is once she's old enough to walk. She's around him so much you fear she won't be able to ever make it to kindergarten-which ends up becoming true, to your grief. Ingo is called to pacify the little girl and he even shows up in his uniform, something she's immediately taken to. He ends up leaving his hat with her because she took it and he couldn't bear to part her from it.

He ends up taking her to work a lot. She's fascinated by the trains- though not to the extent the twins are-but is more so enthralled by the way her father acts within the station. Everyone listens to what he has to say, how he can simply enter a conversation without so much as a 'hello' to enforce the strict rules of the station.

She gets so immersed by the command her father has that she interjects during a passenger complaint about how legendaries aren't allowed on the rails no matter how small so a Celibi counts as an infraction, though she cowers behind Ingo's leg the moment their attention is on her.

All Ingo does is glance back at the passenger with a blank stare, "Well? You heard the lady."

Emmet

Emmet isn't too sure about kids. Not because he doesn't want them, of course! It's just that....his face...his voice...

He's terrified that he might be too much, that his voice will be scary or that his face won't reflect his feelings. He could never imagine forcing a child to go through with having only one parent love them....are you sure?

Coax him gently, make him comfortable with the idea. He can handle the rest.

And he can definitely handle it-it doesn't take even a month before you've been thoroughly bred on every surface. Soon enough he's gifted with the smallest little boy, stark white hair plastered to his pale face.

Albino, that's what the doctor said. If he wasn't certain then the pink eyes would be evidence enough. He didn't even know they had albino genes in their family tree, let alone that he was a carrier. Drayden confirms it later when he calls him-apparently they have a distant cousin who's also albino. Who knew?

Don't tell him that his silver hair was probably a hint towards it, he'll deny it and say he's just special.

He may be afraid of how his face sits permanently in one expression, but even people who don't know him can see the sheer amount of love he has for his little boy. It's not so much in his face so much as his hands- he keeps his attention on him at all times. If you're going somewhere, he's going too. Grocery shopping? He's carrying the bags. To the theater? He's watching over your son while you go out-you want him to come with? He's sitting in the special booth for younger kids in the back.

He dotes on him so much the boy becomes attached to him like glue. You're never separating them, not without a lot of effort and tears at first. He's terribly shy, you come to know, partly because Emmet keeps doing all the talking for him.

He goes so far as to follow him to work-more accurately, Emmet carries him to the station and then refuses to put him down. At every given opportunity he's burying his face into the lapels of his uniform, sometimes with Emmet simply allowing him to hide under his coat against his chest.

There are the rare times when he lets the boy follow him on his own and many agents will argue those are the best. His stride shortens drastically, pace slowed to a near crawl as the boy hides beneath his coattail. It's not uncommon to find him simply standing near the rails completely stationary, his son close at hand with his little hands gripping his slacks while watching the train whip down the rails. His features are surprisingly placid, the smile on his face calm and natural. Until something happens that drags his attention away at least, then he's off at a pace with a white haired shadow at his heels.

Don't try to insult or interact with his boy if you're being difficult. He will punch you.

[cheemken]

>:3 thinking about how now that Lian is yeeted to the future he ends up enrolled into BBA and joins the league club >:) Lacey shows him around the school n stuff and they make it to the club room where of course, Drayton is lazing around but upon seeing Lian he goes ghostly pale and books it out of the club room leaving both Lian and Lacey confused (Lacey knows about Lian now, the one that was friends with Drayton but she’s unaware that the kid she’s showing around the school is the same one since Lian is kinda keeping it a secret he’s from the past)

Drayton books it to his dorm room and immediately calls Ingo (he debates calling iris but decides against it as she wouldnt understand like Ingo does as this is post reveal to the twins) ingo is concerned bc he knows it’s school hours for Drayton and then he hears the sobbing mess his nephew is in and becomes VERY concerned as he can’t even get the reason Drayton is calling bc he’s so upset….although he has a gut feeling it has to do with something with hisui if Drayton is calling out of the blue like this and not iris….

So after talking with Emmet so he can handle the battle station, he flies to BBA since Drayton isn’t gonna talk much with his crying and ingo goes to Drayton’s dorm to talk and Drayton finally manages to get out that he saw Lian or at least he thought he did, he did run out before he could get the kids name…but still he thought he saw Lian and he knows Lacey is his descendant but maybe Lian had more? Drayton doesn’t want to get his hopes up….

But yeah….drayton is in SHAMBLES at seeing Lian, I think he’d be such an emotional wreck that he manages to get sick and has to go home for a few days…

Real quick but the mental image of Lacey showing Lian around and he's just confused as shit is so funny your honour imagine him asking what this and that do and asks abt the new pokeballs and then sees all the different pkmn he hasn't seen yet he's like asking questions nonstop and Lacey's wondering why he doesn't know it and he's going that they don't have that where he was from, which is technically true, but still lmfaooo

But anyways

Ohhhhh the plot is thickening👀👀👀

Poor Drayton tho but sorry if my thoughts are like this since I just woke up Lian would not fucking recognize him and Drayton's there sweating like crazy if they do see each other but for Lian he's just another kid in the academy that's friends w his descendant, he doesn't even understand why Drayton looks nervous around him

[nemesis-is-my-middle-name]

Her cyndaquil is what the Pearl Clan like to call a 'space heater' lol. As scary as they find pretty much all pokemon, I bet that a lot of people in the Pearl Clan are fans of the various fire types in Hisui, especially ponytas which are cute and docile. Anyone who manages to actually bring one back is an instant hit in the clan. But anyway, Laventon gives her the cyndaquil and Arezu's just like, it's fine if it has a pokeball as long as it's not in it, right? No one in either of the clans need to know about it other than Ingo and he already uses them like the heretic he is. Oh to be the lone person on the team that doesn't use pokeballs, she probably has mixed feelings about the whole "we have to catch them so the frenzy doesn't spread" thing.

Oh, that does make sense. I've seen it in fics outside of that context too, but you're right that it likely started out as that and then just spread. The idea that fighting weak or under-leveled wild pokemon is boring for her is interesting though. Like if when he became her warden Ingo asked her if she liked to battle and she was very meh about it, because she doesn't usually get a good challenge, but then when he starts doing his thing with his team she's like whoa whoa whoa, hold up, this has potential. It reminds me of Emmet's whole "if a pokemon battle isn't serious, then it's not fun" deal. In which case, fighting with Ingo in the distortions would probably be a lot of fun for her!

Mostly I was thinking more susceptible because of how different their frenzy seems compared to an alpha (makes them yellow and is caused by lightning in the game), but you do have a very good point. Because of their connection to arceus it could be different just because it takes a lot more before they start to show symptoms. So it's not a slow creep and is more like internally it builds and builds until it breaks the threshold and suddenly they're frenzied. And if they're the ones going around helping their wardens deal with rampaging alphas and pokemon fleeing the distortions, then they have plenty of opportunities to be continually exposed to it.

That would make the most sense, if the protag is doing something to help arceus close the distortions or maybe it's just texting them and getting them into the best placement, and it takes up enough concentration that the others have to keep pokemon from charging them. It's probably not exceptionally time consuming to do, but not paying attention in one of those is a good way to die, so if they go in they're going to want someone to watch their back.

qkjhqjkh i bet if she isn't trying to avoid serious conversation with ingo as much as possible out of fear of starting an Argument About Sinnoh she keeps trying to get him to back her up on things that feel like complete no brainers bc cmon, they're both wardens, he MUST agree with her, but no. he's too busy being a heretic. arezu has been forced into the position of being the only one who actually cares about the deity that this kid was LITERALLY sent by and they're all SPECIFICALLY helping fix the world, bc even the guy who visits it every fucking night is only halfheartedly on board with the whole thing. so frustrating

aww... do you think there was a moment where she first expressed interest in the battling, or something, and he realized why she was so bored with it earlier, and that she wanted the battles to be exciting and engaging instead of too easy, and had this- moment? a brief flash of recognition? and then it was gone as quickly as it had come, but still, there was that moment, that sense of fond resignation, "of course you'd say that-" but not quite directed at her.

yeah!! and then... there's probably a moment where one of them, lilligant or sneasler, breaks first and starts to show signs of frenzy, and then not only do they have to deal with that, but they're also realizing that... it's coming for the other one, too. it's just a matter of time. and then that's hanging over all their heads, but what can they do? it's not like either of them would ever agree to being quarantined, even if they had some kind of guarantee that quarantine would even be enough to prevent it and it's not already too late. and they need all the manpower they can get, sealing the rifts with -1 noble is hard enough as it is, if they lose both of them...

i wonder how breaking the nobles' frenzy actually works in this au. since like... the idea of "catch all of them to break it," to start with, is kind of silly, like why does that. work. but then on top of that, aren't nobles uncatchable? or at least with the frenzied strength and the regular noble strength they can break out of everything you throw at them. i wonder if the noble cure in this au requires creating an ancient version of a master ball?

[lostonehero]

So let's skip forward in the story. *note I haven't written shit down , so uhhhhh here.

Uhhh clear some stuff up apocalypse happened way in the future Emmet was sent to the future

Pokemon exist in the future however they are so removed from present day pokemon its hard to tell

Ingo was sent to the past

Volo can only recall so much from his beginnings he can if he tried but he doesn't care to unless it has to do with his kid or grandkids

Ingo arrived back into the present a year before Emmet returned

The twins need names I'm thinking something to do with mechanics

Emmet holds his severed arm in the air in triumph sparks, fling off the bolts fused into his neck. He turns to the elmolga he found and used as a super charge in his hat. "Thanks, familiar friend. We made it to the paradise zone."

The twins rush behind Emmet and catch him before he collapses to the ground.

"Conductor Emmet is burned out." One says

"He skidded out, going straight for a week." The other says

The twins are identical

The blonde hair man sighed as the smoke cleared. He squinted, spotting a man identical to Emmet. "Girls take Emmet to Lisa now." He looks over as the twins drag Emmet to the train like pokemon? Nobody really knew.

Volo holds his hand up. "Girls leave Emmet there and come to my side. I think it's a history lesson time."

The twins together. "Oh boy, we love story time."

"No, not story. This is history. Whatever gets me the iron thread and my needle, I have to stitch that arm back on."

.......skip the confusion and chaos, and Volo is sitting in Lisa Emmet in his lap out cold as he stitches the arm together it reattached by itself. Volo just wants an extra precatioun......

"Now what I want from you." He points at Ingo. "A shower, geez, I haven't even seen a warm one in like 200 years, I'm lucky if we can do a fire barrel on a good day." He sighs and clicks his tongue. "Girls, be careful they aren't infected. The infection is well over 5000 years away."

"Explain." Ingos loud stern voice makes the twins flinch and hide behind Lisa.

Volo sighs. "Be nice to them they're kids. But alright, so about uhhhh, let's say 600 Years ago, the tensions between Paldea and Kalos started to get out of control, so well I don't know which created which but both were man-made no pokemon were used in this devastation." He sighs as the twins come back around to listen.

"And well, one was called nuclear bombs, and the other was a man made super virus, I don't exactly know who threw the first punch, but it dragged everyone into it. Nobody was spared no region no pokemon no person everyone was effected." He smiles as his twins giggle as he finishes Emmet's arm and starts to use the metal thread as a teaching tool.

"So everything was a mess for a long while, legends fled well, most of them left to a different world to start over. This trapped to the land, or those who wanted to help rebuild were changed and rebuilt. The wave bringer and molten earth resurrected their favorite champions to be helpers they were affected by the virus, but they are quite friendly and help me recall the past. They're the twins' uncle's. Anyhow, other legends were changed into different beasts reverted to basic instincts people crowded around them as idols and gods built settlements around them. And the rest wonder the lands the merged dragons split for Emmet it was quite the site." He pauses and waves his hands.

"I'm getting off tracked, so settlements and villages were built 100s years later, and well, that's when it gets messy." He frowns. "Infected aka the ones that show the most non-human features are forced out only pure humans are allowed in the biggest settlements, and well if you're found out that you are well infected or at the very least different you are killed or abandoned left to die. The twins' mother was asymptomatic and infected, so she easily was welcomed into the city. The twins when born weren't...."

The twins hold onto each other

"I found newborn twin girls in the outskirts of the settlement, and I took them." He smiles softly. "Uh, right infected, what are they? Well, the virus combined with the fallout, so technically, everyone in the present or future is infected, but there are a couple types. The feral , these are complete monsters who eat and maimed anything alive they have no familiar human shape. The confused they are teetering on the edge of feral, they have a humanlike shape, but they only understand basic commands and are like a pet or a guard. Hollows a mesh of more than one infected cults form around them and try to get other infected parts or them entirely to add to the monstrosity.... these are rare and normally just become feral or kill themselves. I've only seen one who accepted the cult." He shudders

"Anyway, there are others, but uhhhhh, I'll tell two more. The twins are born infected, so they will grow old and eventually die. They have abnormal partsThey can survive the worst of the wasteland and are excellent fighters. However, they have limits. Uh and then Emmet which is rare in itself only saw them at the beginning of this and even then only a handful are left and I can count on one hand that haven't turned feral or started a settlement, and became a ruler. He's a turned, which is rare that he didn't lose his mind, and he can control his form, which is even rarer, the Uh bolts in his neck are a great way to track if he'll lose control but we have manged to get him stable after he is quite scary. Off topic again, sorry. Uh, here. " He holds up Emmet who is dead to the world. Soft snores come from his mouth.

He is shirtless, showing off his scars that are horrifying in themselves. He's also so skinny, like starving skinny. He turns him around to show round black bumps with a sliver end to them 3 down each side of his spine and a long tail that seems to have a metal end to it.

"These are his weapons or extra appendages. He has others, but he has to be awake and willing to show them. The black circle bumps extend into tendrils, and the silver parts harden into blades. His tail is like a lightning rod and catches any electricity." He places Emmet down to lay in his lap where he cuddles up. "However, since he is a turned, he won't age past the day he was infected and stay that way till he's killed."

[azuremist]

GEN WORK JUNE FICS 🌼 @genworkjune

As an arospec person, I was very excited to see this event. I thought I would both re-share my own genfics, as well as recommend my favorites by others!

This list is multifandom, and will include LEGO Monkie Kid, Pokemon, Professor Layton, Sally Face, Splatoon and The Owl House!

MY FICS 🌼

( from oldest to newest … )

OUT OF THE CLOSET (2,654 words) — Professor Layton || Henry & Angela || Rated G … “The closet is a dark and lonesome place, especially when you’re a young teenager surrounded by confident friends (if they even consider you a friend) who all seem to have themselves figured out. And the idea of coming out can be terrifying... In this case, these words can be taken both figuratively and literally.”

A PROPER YOUNG LADY AND ENGLISH GENTLEMAN (1,818 words) — Professor Layton || Hershel & Flora || Rated G … “Hershel doesn't seem to understand exactly why Flora is so upset that her father wants her to wear a tuxedo to the family reunion. But, as it turned out, he knows what Flora is going through all too well...”

TO RUN AWAY FROM A DREAM (2,742 words) — Professor Layton || Hershel & Luke || Rated T … “Luke is never sure how to feel after nightmares. He had just been tortured, hurt, killed! But... It wasn't real, was it? His feelings sure felt real, though. And, luckily, Hershel treated them as such.”

I LET GO OF CHILDHOOD FEARS (1,765 words) — The Owl House || Luz & Hunter || Rated G … “Hunter breaks a lamp, and quickly finds themselves returning to a childhood that nobody would call happy or safe. Luckily, Luz is there to take up the mantel of honorary big sister.” … (About involuntary age regression as a reaction to flashbacks. It’s not Weird, it’s just trauma healing.)

FICS RECS 🌼

( in no particular order … go show these writers some love ! )

YOU DON’T HAVE TO DO THAT (1,411 words) — Pokemon || Ingo & Emmet || Rated G … “Ingo was acting verrry not Ingo. Emmet needs to remind him how to act like Ingo again.” … (A fanfic about masking in autistic people.)

GUILT’S TRIP (865 words) — Sally Face || Travis & Todd || Rated T … “"I don't want to feel guilty anymore," Travis says, his teeth scraping against each other as his feet bounced up and down against the floor. His breath getting heavier- the sound almost sucking up the keyboard noises, making the room even more tense than before.” … (Always thought these two could have an interesting dynamic that tends to go unexplored in fanworks!)

SURPRISING, ISN’T IT? THAT YOU’RE WORTH THEIR LOVE? (3,110 words) — LEGO Monkie Kid || Red Son, MK & Mei || Rated G … “Red Son is centuries old. He's got lifetimes of experience and has done things normal people can only dream about. Doesn't mean he's immune to not being hugged enough as a child. MK (and Mei) show him that it's fine. Formerly Red Son Gets Nudged (And Has a Crisis About It)”

FAIRY WILES (12,152 words) — Pokemon || Opal & Bede || Rated G … “What do the Fair Folk do with the abandoned and the lost? Take them in, take them in, take them in. A story about legacies, love, and light kidnapping.”

YELLOW ROSE (749 words) — Splatoon || Callie & Marie || Rated G … “Marie doesn't have a lover. She doesn't want a lover. But Valentine's day sure loved to remind her that she's alone.” … (This fic has a few grammatical errors, but I quite like it anyway. Plus, it’s short, so you don’t have to sit with ‘em for too long.)

[spicywhumper]

That anon is lying, Emmett wouldn’t urge every follower of his no matter the age to go to discord for mature content.

Before he left tumblr for good and after he had to become more vague with his tagging etc, he had a system to try and make sure only adults could access his adult content. Knowing him, he wouldn’t just suddenly turn around and hand out nsfw to children. He’s also stated on his server regarding someone implying he’s a groomer that if he has ever talked to a minor or shown them nsfw, it has been unknowingly.

As a minor in his discord server, I had to identify myself as either a minor or an adult (which I did truthfully), and as such, I’m not allowed to access mature content or channels or engage in nsfw conversations with other members, for my own and other’s safety.

I feel like that anon is arguing in extremely bad faith. Of course Emmett wouldn’t say “find me on discord to access nsfw” to children because knowing him and his policies regarding nsfw it’s obvious he meant that he was telling adults who want to see his work this and assumed this would be easily understandable without explicitly saying, “and minors, do NOT ask me for nsfw!” Obviously he isn’t urging minors to look at and request access to nsfw because his attitude about that has already been made clear.

This got a little long, so I put it under a cut. The TL:DR is "people are supposed to curate their own experience, a content creator is not the one to blame if minors find their way into consuming mature content. Somehow the whump community is starting to become full of censorship, I'm a small, barely there blog but I guess I have to be ready in case someone decides I should be a target".

Hi. I was suspicious of that anon, even more when they didn't send another ask (I mean, really? I got the vibes of trying to convince me, someone that creates dark NSFW content, that someone is bad for creating dark NSFW content). Like, if you're going to come to my ask box to argue those kinds of things, come with context and actual proof.

Like, this? Even without showing me proof (like screencaps) is much more believable simply for being specific and giving me context. Makes more sense even if I'm fully aware there are probably people that create the kind content he does (and I do too) that are actual predators and are effectively targeting minors. We got to the point in which accusations are being thrown so freely that you start to having a hard time believing even in the ones with proof.

It's good he has policies and isn't targeting, it's also not his responsibility to make it foolproof that minors will not have access to his mature content. It's not a creator's job to curate a person's experience.

You were honest about being a minor, not all people are honest that way – I certainly wasn't, I lied without remorse about my age to access content I shouldn't. Almost every mature content I've seen in the whump community had all the warnings, if minors are choosing to consume it, Emmet nor anyone else has to stop creating content. It's not on him, it's not on me. If parents aren't teaching their kids how to be better at avoiding mature content, it's on the parents.

I wasn't told I shouldn't seek this content, I wasn't told it wasn't fine for me to consume porn, so of course I have a porn blog for years as a minor (I had it for longer as a minor than as an adult, actually). If I, as a minor, was consuming Emmet's content (that I don't even know what it actually is, but it doesn't matter) and was on discord, I wouldn't be honest about it and would be in the NSFW channels – I doubt his server asks for ID or something like that, which would be awful actually. And my exposure to mature content would be on my and not on him.

Overall, it's a fucked up situation. I'm kinda scared for me, for other people who create dead dove type of content. Who's gonna be the next target? Because I've seen people getting bullied and harassed into actual harm to themselves. I know some people are vulnerable, some people don't need more than a few vicious hate messages to spiral down and end up hurt or worse.

The whump community, when I discovered, looked like a safe space. Now will it turn into yet another online space where people survive off being terrible human being? Y'all, it's about hurting fictional characters, not real people.

(I've seen the second ask, I fully get the fear of accidentally being out of anon when you wanted to be an anon.)

[askthechronoverse]

Chapter Four: A Broken Heart is Blind

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A week had passed and Unikitty couldn't get that night at Rex's cabin out of her mind. It wasn't his zombie-like gaze or his lack of awareness that gripped her the most. It was his voice, that petrified and familiar voice. She had to plunge herself into party planning to get it off her mind. The thing that kept bringing that haunting voice back to her mind was that it was Rex's housewarming party. She had tried to contact her friends off planet when she got home, but couldn't reach them. So, the voice remained in the back of her mind as a taunting mystery.

"Unikitty, you seem to be distracted by something. Do you want to talk about it?" Doctor Fox sat by the cat's side, tinkering with a device of some kind that occasionally spat out streamers. "You'll pop that balloon if you keep blowing air into it."

"Oh. Uh… sure." She then described the events of that night in as much detail as she wanted to remember.

"It sounds like Rex is a sleepwalker. It's rare in adults, but you did mention he claimed not to sleep. Sleep deprivation can cause somnambulism." Doctor Fox stated.

"It doesn't explain the voice. Why did he sound like that?" The cat shuddered.

"I can't attest to the voice's familiarity, but he was possibly locked in a bad dream. I could see if he would mind coming over for a sleep study so I can help him sleep better, if that's the concern."

"I just need to know about that voice." She shook her head. "How did he make that voice?"

"Somniloquy does sometimes work like that, but there may be a deeper reason for his voice sounding that familiar to you. I would ask about it when we see him later to set up for the party." The doctor finished her work on the machine. "We could go now if it continues to plague your mind." 

"Yeah. Let's go talk to him. Hopefully, he doesn't leave us with more questions." The doctor grabbed her device and the two set off for the cabin.

All of the curtains were drawn, but the door wasn't locked. Unikitty opened the door and walked inside. She didn't get far into the cabin before she heard a door open. She turned the light on to see Rex in a pair of pajamas that had little raptors all over them. 

"It's… " He looked up at the clock. "Noon? OK, guess that makes sense. Hang on." He groggily trudged back into the room he came from and returned soon after in his dark safety vest, which was unfastened and open, showing a dark blue tee shirt. "Do whatcha gotta do, kids. I'm gonna try to save a princess or something." He turned toward the couch, but Unikitty stopped him. 

"We need to talk. That night when I stayed over… I think you sleepwalk." She spoke carefully. She didn't need to set the clearly tired man off.

"Yeah, my crew's complained about that. It's one of the reasons I don't sleep. No sleep, no sleepwalkin'." He slumped on the couch. "But I don't remember what I do when I do, so I won't be any help if ya have questions about somethin' I did." 

"Actually, that's what I wanted to ask about. You… asked for help in another person's voice." She sat next to him. "You sounded just like him. How did you do that?" 

"I'm crap at impressions and worse at mind readin'. Who did I sound like?"

"Emmet. You sounded just like Emmet." Unikitty spoke gently, but firmly. "Why did you sound like Emmet in your sleep?" The man got up with what had to be all his energy.

"I am not telling you a thing! I told you, when I told you who I was, you tried so hard to change me. I don't want to change like that!" There was a light hint of panic in his voice, a panic that overrode his tough voice. It also caused blue sparkle matter to come off of him. 

"Maybe you'll be willing to tell me? I have no intention of using the information in a way that you would not wish it to be used. Doctor's honor." Doctor Fox smiled comfortingly.

"Then you'll tell her! Then she'll put that horn on me!" Unikitty looked at Doctor Fox and mouthed the word "horn?". A lightbulb floated above Doctor Fox's head.

"Ah! Was it the Happy Horn you're referring to?" Rex nodded. "I don’t even know if that invention works. I don’t remember making it. However, I can make sure Unikitty can't get to it to use it against you if that will help matters. She wouldn’t know what that is. I barely do. However, I believe telling us the answers we seek will be more beneficial to you than you would believe."

"Destroy it right now and right here and I'll talk." The fox nodded and had a robot come to her location with the horn in its claws. She told the robot to destroy it and it pulled a little hammer out of its body and smashed it. Rex's body loosened up a little. 

"OK. I'll come clean." He flopped back on the couch and yawned. "I'll give ya the short answer and, if you don't get that, I'll give the long one. I'm Emmet from a timeline where he crashed his ship trying to save Princess Fluffball and his other so-called friends. I was stranded in a desolate desert planet with only my thoughts and the knowledge that I was forgotten by everyone. I grew bitter and angry and eventually decided the two brats that really run things needed to pay for making everyone forget me. The rest, you know. Until the part where Doc brought me back with a time experiment she did and I had to live the same evening twice to keep the timeline from collapsing in on itself." He slowly scanned the two for a reaction. Unikitty clearly didn't get it from the question mark sparkle matter above her horn. Doctor Fox was taking notes. "Yeah. If ya don't get that, I'm not sure three hours and 38,000 words is gonna help ya."

"I apologize for any silence on my part. That's just a lot to take in." Doctor Fox finished her notes. 

"Why did you change your name and appearance? Why did you become this?" Unikitty gestured to the man's currently disheveled form.

"I spent what felt like an eternity with the thought that who I was wasn't good enough. Weak, soft, unable to change to something tougher to match the world around me. So, I changed. I became strong, hard, and tough. Changed my name and look to match what I became. Funny thing: I don't think the one person who wanted me to change was happy when I finally did. Wanted me to be more like what I left behind." He leaned back into the couch cushions. 

"Rex, you tried to get everyone sent in the Bin of Storaj. I don't think she wanted you to go that far." Unikitty pointed out. 

"I guess." He weakly shrugged. "Look. I had a change of heart a long time ago, but that doesn't mean I wanna change who I am. I'm not sure who that is anymore, but I just wanna be me. That's why I'm here. I wanna find out who I am and stick with whoever I find at the end. Forget anything Lucy told you. That's the help I need. I can't do that on Syspocalypstar, surrounded by who I was and what I became."

"That makes sense. You want to see what you do in a new environment, free from the expectations of acting a specific way. I, for whatever part I can play, would be elated to help you in that regard." The fox's tail swayed a little. 

"I'll try to help this time. Really help." Unikitty smiled over to her exhausted friend. "We can get out of your hair and let you take a cat nap, if you want."

"That'd be a good start, but it's already noon. I'll just have Dutch bring me something to help me out. Hang on." He walked to the study. He then left the house and soon returned with a crate with his emblem on the lid. He put it in the kitchen, opened it, and downed the contents of a dark blue can. "Okay. I'm gonna tend to my garden. Do whatever you do, Princess." He moved briskly as he left the cabin. 

This gave Doctor Fox an opening to look at the box, then the empty can. "Interesting. He appears to use caffeine and taurine to counter the outward effects of a lack of sleep."

"I'm sorry, what?"

"He consumes energy drinks to give him energy during the day and help him look more put together. It's not healthy, but we did say we'd let him do what he has to in order to fix his own issues."

"I just said I'd help." Unikitty stepped closer to the box. "It's probably not helping him to not sleep."

"Well, no. But that broken sleep cycle could be due to his past trauma. He may not be ready to face that, yet. I would recommend against doing anything rash, Unikitty." As she said this, the cat had opened a can and sniffed it. She wrinkled her nose, sticking out her tongue as she held the can over the sink. When the fox spoke, she stopped just before she could pour it down the drain.

"Maybe I should tell Dutch to stop sending him the stuff." She took a tentative sip of the drink in the can and several exclamation marks popped out from her horn. "Wow! What did you say was in this stuff‽" Unikitty shouted, practically vibrating.

"I assumed caffeine and taurine, but I may need to look into the chemical makeup further if you are already in a heightened energy state after a small dose." She took the open can from Unikitty and pocketed it.

"Isthatreallythatbadthough?" Unikitty barely took a breath when she spoke. 

"Not for you, maybe. I don't believe you liked what you tasted. However, Rex drank the whole can and may need to ingest more when the chemicals break down and the energy given winds down. This could already have long term effects on his body.  But, it's too early to tell. There are too many unknowns in the equation." Doctor Fox began to scribble some things down in a notebook. "Start setting up for the party. I'm going to analyze the contents of this can." She left a hyper Unikitty to decorate the cabin for the party.

The fox returned to a room that looked like a children's birthday party exploded in the main room of the cabin and a far calmer Unikitty lying in the middle of it. 

"Hey, Doc. Did you do the thing?"  She asked, getting up to find a broom.

"I did. It's a very potent energy drink. I don't know how he could drink the stuff."

"Coffee doesn't do anything for me anymore." The two turned to the door and saw Rex standing there. He lifted an eyebrow at the state of the room. "Who assassinated the king of the pinatas? Princess?"

"Yeah… I tried some of that stuff you drank before. It was something else." Unikitty looked down at her paws. Rex put a hand on his face.

"Can we agree never to use my stuff without askin' again?"  The cat nodded. "Cool. Let's bring things down to, I dunno, Bruce Wayne's ninth birthday? Well, maybe not that depressing. But not this. Man Upstairs, not this." He retreated back to the garden. 

"He wasn't mad at me. That's good, right?" Unikitty started to take down some of the decor.