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trashyswitch · 11 months ago

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The Long Trek Back Home

Ash Ketchum has finally become a pokémon master! On his way home, Ash meets up with his friends who have walked alongside him during his journey. Follow alongside Ash as he reunites with all his friends, old and new!

This fanfic was suggested by @nico-ticklegoddess12. I knew this fanfic would end up being super long, due to needing to include moments with every group Ash had over the last 27 years. But this fanfic came in at 13 pages. But boy, was it worth it. I had so much researching to do and clips to watch, and lastly: I made sure a pokémon fanatic read over the fanfic for inaccuracies before I was ready to upload! Oh! And one more thing...I tracked down the map of where Ash went on his journey originally, and I came up with a slightly different journey back to Pallet Town for Ash, that would logically and geographically, make more sense. Here's the maps I used.

So without furtherado, I hope you enjoy!

Ash had finally done it. He had finally become the very best like no one ever was: A pokémon master. He had started his trip back to Pallet town, and spent his time saying bye to all the friends he had made over the years. On his way back, many of his friends through the years had offered to accompany him as he reversed his tracks. First was Goh.

They had traveled across Galar, visiting different towns and cities for a while, catching up on all they’ve seen and done together.

“Remember when you caught a pokéball for the first time, and didn’t even realize it?” Ash asked.

“Yup, I remember it vividly. It was my Scorbunny.” Goh replied.

“Oh my gosh, your face when it was added to your pokédex!” Ash reacted, laughing.

“And the time your chair leg broke and fell to the ground?” Goh added with a laugh. “Even YOU were laughing!” He added, poking his side.

Ash laughed. “And the time you grabbed my pants when you fell? I was scared they were gonna fall down!” Ash added, poking his side back.

“Hehey! Watch it, clumsy!” Goh reacted, poking him back.

Ash laughed and poked him back. “Poke fight!” Ash declared before poking him double time.

Goh laughed and poked him back, now going for the sides and ribs as well as the arms. “Tahahake thahat!” He said, poking Ash’s belly.

Ash doubled over and hugged his sides, letting out a long burst of laughter.

Goh laughed alongside him and patted his shoulder. “You’re so ticklish! It’s so funny!” Goh reacted.

“Ihihi know.” Ash admitted.

“Honestly, you two…” Chloe teased with a smile.

Goh turned to Chloe and scratched the back of his head. “Sorry, Chloe.”

Chloe smirked and picked up Goh. “Sorry doesn’t change how ticklish YOU are.” She exclaimed as she danced her fingers all over his ribs. “NaAAHAHAHA! CHLOE WAHAHAIT! NOHOHO FAHAIR!” Goh laughed. Ash just smiled as he watched the goofballs play with each other.

When they got to Kalos, Ash, Goh and Chloe split up. There, Ash would come across Serena, Clemont, and Bonnie again. “Need a lift?” Clemont asked.

Ash and the group walked through Kalos, visiting places they had been before, and reminiscing about their journey together.

“Remember Clemont’s pokébot?!” Ash asked excitedly.

Serena and Bonnie groaned in slight annoyance while Clemont smiled eagerly.

“Don’t you mean my ‘Automatic Pikachu Retrieval Device’?” Clemont clarified.

“Pokébot sounds better.” Bonnie admitted.

Clemont yelped and shot a glare at her. “And why is that?!” Clemont asked.

Bonnie smirked. “Because it’s shorter and makes more sense.” She replied proudly.

Clemont narrowed his eyes at her. “Take that back.” He ordered.

“Or what?” She teased back.

“Or else…” He smirked and wiggled his fingers at her. “A certain childhood monster is gonna reappear.” He warned.

Bonnie’s sly look quickly turned into nervousness. “H-Huh?!” She reacted, before taking off running. “W-Wait! Not that! Anything but that!” She begged.

“You asked for it. Therefore, you’re getting it.” Clemont declared proudly, chasing after her.

Bonnie sprinted just about everywhere she could think of. She even whizzed around Ash and Serena a few times! Ash and Serena looked at each other, clearly confused. “Monster?” Ash asked.

“What monster?” Serena asked next, not knowing either.

“Only the most well-known monster to ever exist.” Clemont replied, still not helping them figure it out.

Bonnie accidentally tripped on her feet mid-run, and flopped herself onto the grass. Her eyes were spinning spirals as she froze on the ground. “Bonnie! Are you okay?!” Clemont asked, worried.

“I think so…” Bonnie replied.

“Okay, good.” Clemont ran up and picked up his little sister, before squeezing and digging into her belly. “Cause THIS monster just captured the best prey in Kalos!” He declared, lifting her up and pretending to nibble on her belly.

“eeeEEHEHEHEHE! HAHAHA NOHOHOHO!” She wiggled around and kicked her feet, unable to stop her brother from tickling her.

“Oh…” Ash looked down, a gray shadow covering his eyes as he felt a tear drop down his forehead. “The tickle monster.”

Serena was giggling at the silliness for a few minutes.

When they reached Unova, Ash turned to look at his friends. “I loved hanging out again. We should do it again sometime!” Ash declared. He gave Clemont and Bonnie a hug. “Bye Bonnie. Bye Clemont. Good luck with your inventions!” He said, patting his back before stopping in front of Serena. “And Serena…” Ash chuckled and looked down. “Do you…really like me that way?” He asked her awkwardly. Serena smirked and leaned in, giving Ash a kiss on the lips. Ash hummed with slight surprise at first, before leaning into it and wrapping his arms around her. Clemont had to cover up Bonnie’s innocent eyeballs to save her the pain of seeing such things. Serena opened her eyes and broke the kiss, before staring lovingly into Ash’s brown eyes with a giddy little smirk. “Does that answer your question?” She asked. Ash smiled as a blush formed on his face.

“Is it over?” Clemont asked, clearly scarred for life.

With that determined, Ash took his leave. And waiting for him nearby, was Iris and Cilan.

“Ash smiled excitedly as he saw Cilan. “Hey! I didn’t know you’d be here!” Ash reacted, high-fiving him.

“Iris invited me to stop by when I found out about the news.” He reacted. “Besides…I got to take the Subway again!” He declared excitedly.

Ash sighed and looked at Iris. “You lured him here on purpose…didn’t you?” Ash asked.

“Come on, Ash. It’ll be like old times! At least for a few hours.” Iris told him.

Ash chuckled. “Fine.” He replied, amused.

They took off walking through the city and outside of the area, visiting Decalore on their way to Alola. They had a map this time, which meant they knew some shortcuts to where they wanted to go this time around. The group felt more confident with this map. Why he didn’t have the map out the first time he traveled, was beyond him. “I’ve never been to Alola before. It sounds beautiful.” Cilan admitted.

“I think you’ll love it!” Ash declared, throwing his fist into the air. “It’s warm and it’s split into 4 different islands.One of them has a volcano on it!” Ash told him.

“Oh! Which one has the volcano on it?” Cilan asked.

Ash pointed to it. “The middle one on the left. It’s giant.” Ash admitted.

“Okay. Noted. Let’s NOT go to the middle island on the left.” Cilan declared.

Ash turned to Cilan. “...Seriously?” Ash asked.

Iris raised an eyebrow. “The volcano is likely dormant.” Iris told them.

“But that’s the thing: They make you THINK they’re dormant…And then…” Cilan grabbed Iris’s shoulders. “They become active and destroy everything in its path!” Cilan reacted, throwing his arms around. “All that work…for nothing!” Cilan reacted, cupping his own cheeks in distress.

Iris chuckled and poked his side. “You’re so dramatic.” She teased.

Cilan jumped and moved away from Iris.

Ash saw that, and smirked. “Yeah, come on Cilan.” Ash walked up and poked his side as well. “Relax.” He teased.

Cilan pushed their hands away. “Don’t tickle me.” He ordered softly, quickening his pace.

“Cilan you’re-” Ash scrunched up his face as he heard Cilan yelp and flop onto the dirt.

Iris doubled over and pointed at him, laughing her head off.

“Gonna fall over…” Ash muttered to himself with a sigh.

Cilan groaned and attempted to get himself up. “Thanks Ash…” He muttered, dusting himself off. “Stupid rock.” Cilan muttered, looking at the big, wide rock that took up the road.

When they made it to Alola, they ended up heading to the very island that Cilan didn’t want to go on. And though Cilan wasn’t pleased, he did have to admit: The island is gorgeous! And the flowers! The pokémon! It’s a wonderful place to explore!

Ash wished Cilan and Iris farewell, before going to meet up with his friends from this region.

Lana, Kiawe, Lillie, Sophocles and Mallow were all waiting for him to arrive in Hau’oli City. When he showed up, all his friends cheered and sprinted up to him.

“Hi guys!” Ash reacted excitedly at first. Though all of his excitement quickly diminished when he realized how close they were getting to him. Ash went from chuckling eagerly, to shouting in horror in a matter of seconds.

He felt as the group practically doggy-piled him to the ground, making a big puff of dust in the air. The group all got off of Ash, and surrounded him from above.

“On 3!” Mallow declared.

“1!” They all said at the same time.

Ash tilted his head, confused.

“2!” They all counted, kneeling down.

Ash registered their hand signals, and grew tense. “W-WAIT!”

“3!” They all started tickling Ash everywhere they could reach. The armpits, the sides, the belly, the feet, the neck, 10 hands on multiple different ticklish spots.

“BAHAHAhahaha! Guhuhuhuys!” He yelled.

“Welcome back tickle attack!” They all declared.

“Nihihice to sehehehee yohohou toohohohoo!” Ash replied.

They stopped tickling and Lillie offered him a hand. “Help up?” She asked.

Ash smiled and took her hand. He got up onto his feet and got patted on the shoulders and hat while being nudged and poked. Meanwhile, someone else had walked up and offered him a fistbump. “You alright, Ash?” The person asked.

Ash smiled and fistbumped him. “Yeah! I feel great!” He replied.

“Glad to have you back home, Ash.” He bent down to pick up something. “And congratulations on your win!” Professor Kokui reacted, offering him his hat back.

Ash lit up upon looking at it, and felt his own head. “W-Wha?!” He reacted for a moment, before chuckling awkwardly. “I-I guess it came off.” Ash admitted as he took the hat and put it on his head. “And thanks! It’s still hard to think after all that. So much has happened today.” Ash admitted.

“I imagine it is.” Kukui replied.

Lillie gasped and started clapping her hands. “Do you want to stay for a while?” She asked. Ash was taken aback. “R-Really?” Ash reacted.

Mallow squealed. “Yeah, stay! At least until you get back on your feet?” She asked next.

Professor Kukui smiled brightly. “I would be more than happy to provide you with food and a bed!” He replied. “I could even make you some taco rice!” Kukui offered.

Ash gasped and grew starry-eyed. “That would be awesome!” He reacted.

The group went to the training school and spent some time together. While Professor Kukui was making Ash some food, the kids were all chatting up a storm in the living room! Burnet got to chat with the kids for a bit before helping her husband cook, while Lillie got a chance to snuggle with Pikachu for a while! Kiawe got to listen to all of Ash’s fighting strategies while out in the arena, while Mallow talked Ash’s ear off while he was doing his laundry. It was nice to be back in Alola for the day. It gave Ash a chance to decompress and really come to terms with what it really meant to be the world champion. The team reassured him that despite the sudden status change, Ash will always be one of the students in the Alola Training School.

When Ash finished eating, he packed up his clothes from the dryer and said a final farewell to his friends. Though, this farewell felt a bit harder than the rest. He didn’t really want to go yet. But…he knew that if he stayed for a bit longer, he would likely stay forever. So, he took his chance and struck out on his own again.

He walked through Alola on his own, and walked himself back to the bridge connecting Alola to Hoenn. He took his time walking the bridge, wishing all 4 of the Alola islands good luck before walking the bridge to Hoenn. He followed the bridge into the little city, and gasped when he saw Max and May.

“Ash!” May reacted, hugging him tightly.

“Hi May!” Ash reacted, hugging her back.

“Hi Ash!” Max yelled, hugging him too.

Ash let go of May and hugged him back, before giving him a fistbump. “Hey Max!” Ash reacted.

“Well look who it is…” Someone nearby said.

Ash looked up, and smiled brightly when he saw him…Brock…one his most loyal travel buddies. “Hi Brock!” Ash reacted, fistbumping his fist.

“Hey Ash. Not bad out there. Not bad at all!” Brock said, slapping the bill of Ash’s hat. Ash laughed and adjusted his hat, before poking Brock a few times in the sides and ribs. This made Brock laugh and back up. “Ihi was visiting Hoenn for a bit, and wanted to walk with you to Sinnoh when you’re ready.” Brock admitted.

“Alright. But I wanna visit first! I’ve been traveling around to all the regions I’ve visited!” Ash declared, fistbumping the air in front of him. “I’ve seen so many friends all at once…It’s getting a little tiring.” Ash admitted.

Brock laughed. “I can only imagine.”

“Find any cute girls while I was gone?” Ash asked.

Brock laughed. “Yeah! Lots of cute girls!” Brock admitted.

Ash laughed and grew teasy. “You gonna marry any of them yet?” Ash teased with a poke.

Brock jumped and chuckled awkwardly, scratching the back of his head as a tear of sweat fell down his forehead. “W-Well…” He muttered, unsure what to reply. “Come on, Brock. What about Nurse Joy?” Ash asked.

Brock widened his eyes and looked at Ash as he dropped his jaw. “Wha- Seriously?!” Brock reacted.

“Which one?” May asked with a giggle.

“Y-Yeah! That too! There’s so many Nurse Joys’, I-I don’t know which one to pick!” Brock admitted.

Ash laughed and nudged him a bit.

Brock narrowed his already-narrow eyes at Ash, sending Ash a little warning look.

“Uh oh…” Max reacted, whispering something to his sister as they walked.

Ash looked over at Brock, and quickly noticed his look. “Oh…Uh…” Ash took off running down the road. “YOU’LL NEVER CATCH ME ALIVE!” Ash shouted as he sprinted away.

Brock took off running after him, starting up a chase scene around the town. Max giggled and looked up at May. “Can I run around too?” Max asked.

May sighed in slight annoyance, but let him do what he wanted. “Sure. Go ahead.” She replied.

Max took off running the moment he was given permission, and began moving between chasing Brock and chasing Ash. “WHAT SIDE ARE YOU ON?!” Ash asked.

“IT’S EVERY MAN FOR HIMSELF!” Brock yelled before starting to chase Max.

Max screeched and tried to run as fast as he could, screaming and yelling helplessly.

Eventually though, Ash came to save the little boy by picking up Max and carrying him away while sprinting farther away from Brock. Ash made a few turns through the buildings while he figured out a safe area to land. When he felt they were far enough away, Ash put Max down behind a tree in the park, and fluffed his black hair a bit before taking off again. “There ya go.” Ash said. “Thanks Ash!” Max yelled, giggling and watching as Ash kept going forward through the buildings. But…Max’s confidence quickly dwindled the moment he heard a coin drop from the other side of the tree. He turned around and looked around. “Who’s there?!” Max yelled.

But a dark shadow was moving closer from right behind him…

“Boo!” Brock picked up Max and playfully tickled his sides. “Kitchy kitchy kitchy koo!”

Max squealed and wiggled around in his grasp, occasionally squeaking in between his newfound laughter. “eEEEK! NAHAhahaha! EEK! B-Brahahahack! EEHEE! HEHEHEEEK!” Max laughed.

Brock laughed almost evilly as he walked Max back to May again. “Here. Free brother.” Brock said, handing Max over to May like he was a toddler.

“Hey!” Max complained, crossing his arms, visibly annoyed.

May laughed and took Max back, putting him down and letting him walk beside her.

Brock eventually caught Ash and tickled him the entire time he walked back to the main path where May and Max were. May and Max giggled as Ash’s laughter told them roughly how much closer they were getting back to them.

Eventually, Ash would hug Max and May and wish them well, before taking off with Brock to travel over to Sinnoh. Brock had been his traveling buddy back in Sinnoh as well. So it made sense that Brock wanted to visit Sinnoh again.

It took a few days of catching up and overcoming the wilderness together, for them to finally make it to Sinnoh. Brock and Ash eventually found Dawn hanging out in Twinleaf Town at her house.

“Brock! ASH!” Dawn reacted, pulling Ash into a hug. “I missed you so much!” She told him.

Ash hugged her back. “I missed you too.” He admitted. “How’s Aipom doing?” Ash asked.

“Well…O told me he’s doing really well.” Dawn admitted. “I miss him sometimes though…” She admitted.

Ash nodded. “I do too.” Ash admitted. “But…Look who’s still here!” Ash brought out his pokéball and let out one of his pokémon. The Pokémon leaped around and let out an excited “Buizel!” as he jumped into Dawn’s arms.

“BUIZEL!” She reacted, hugging Buizel as tightly as she could without hurting him. Buizel started shoving his nose into her neck. “Hehehehe! Ihihi mihissed you too, Buizel.” She admitted. “Noho need to worry! I’m okay.” Dawn replied.

Ash and Brock looked at each other with slight nervousness. Whenever Dawn says ‘No need to worry’...That usually makes everyone around her worry even more for her. But…they know Dawn never means to make them worry. They know what she’s capable of doing on her own. She spent at least a year with them just proving this. So, they let her have this moment of happiness.

Ash walked up and took Buizel back for a moment. “Hold on…” Ash put Buizel onto his shoulder before grabbing out treats for Buizel. “There. Here:” Ash gave her a few treats. “Hide these in your pockets.” Ash told her.

“Uh…Okay. Why?” She asked, putting them into her pockets.

“Because there’s a trick I taught him that I want to show you.” Ash admitted. For a second, Ash had noticed she had put a treat into her vest pocket. “Are…you sure you want that there?” Ash asked.

Dawn smiled. “I’m sure! No need to worry.” She replied. Ash just smiled, knowing what was going to happen.

When Dawn was ready, Ash tied a blindfold onto Buizel’s eyes. “Okay. Go!” Ash told him. Buizel hopped off of Ash’s shoulder and started navigating the world blindly with just his nose. He followed the smell of the treats, and crawled up to Dawn right away. It was evident he had done this before…because Buizel didn’t even need to touch Dawn in order to know where to climb. He just climbed up like it was no issue!

Dawn was ecstatic to see how Buizel was doing this. But things took a funny turn when Buizel stuffed his nose into her vest pocket. Dawn squealed and doubled over, almost dropping Buizel in the process. “eeeEEHEHEEE! Hahahaha!” She laughed.

Ash scratched the back of his head awkwardly. “I tried to warn you.” Ash admitted.

“Buihihizehel! Ihihit’s ticklyhyhyhyhy!” Dawn reacted, covering her mouth. Buizel eventually managed to get the treat out of her left pocket, before moving to her right pocket. “Buizel!” Dawn yelled, before fully succumbing to laughter as Buizel dug into the right pocket above her right side. “Buihihizehehel plehehehease!” She laughed.

Ash chuckled as he watched. “Cool trick, huh?” Ash teased.

Brock looked at Ash with a suspicious face. “You’d better not be pulling that trick on me anytime soon.” Brock warned.

“Why? Because you tickled me earlier and I might want revenge?” Ash joked.

“Well…Yeah.” Brock replied. “Unlike you, I grew up with many siblings who did that stuff for fun.” He mentioned.

Ash looked at Brock with slight surprise at first, before lowering his head with a smirk. Lowering his head caused his hat bill to top down, which made a shadow form around his eyes. “Maybe I will…maybe I won’t.” Ash said as he snuck a couple treats into his right pocket as he walked by.

Brock looked over at Ash from the other side of his shoulder, not noticing this sneak attack. “Wha- What’s that supposed to mean!?” Brock asked, growing visibly angry. “Am I gonna have to check my pockets every 5 minutes?!” He asked.

Ash shook his head. “Nope. My treats are right here.” Ash reminded him.

Buizel would quickly smell treats on Brock, but didn’t really strike until he was allowed. Though the poor thing was quite tempted to. But, Buizel was a good boy and waited.

“So…which path gets us to Johto?” Ash asked.

“I…think this one.” Brock pointed to the left path.

“Okay. Let’s go!” Ash declared, saying the word on accident as he sprinted away. But Ash paused mid-run when he heard Brock’s sudden laughter. “Wahait up! You didn’t happen to add treats to Brock’s pocket, did you?” Dawn asked as she pointed to Buizel, who was digging his nose into Brock’s right pocket.

Ash shrugged his shoulders with a little smirk. “Maaaaybe…” Ash teased.

Brock was kicking his feet, laughing as he tried to push Buizel off. “Hahaha- Buihihizel gehehet ohoff! Hahahaha!”

Ash and Dawn laughed for a bit before he called Buizel off him. When Buizel got off, Ash fished out the lost treat from Brock’s pocket and gave it to Buizel. When Buizel was done, Ash and the gang walked themselves to a few shops to collect food for the upcoming trip the boys were going to take. They loaded up their backpacks, washed up their clothes, and fed their pokémon before continuing on.

When they made it to the end of town, they opened their map and identified the road that led towards Johto. And as the day began to set, Ash and Brock gave Dawn a big goodbye hug and wished each other well as they went their separate ways.

Ash and Brock hung out for the duration of their trip to Johto. They had campfires together, shared food, looked after their pokémon together, and further caught up with each other. Brock told Ash about his time in Pewter City, and what he had been doing up until that point. It was interesting hearing about Brock’s journey to becoming a pokémon doctor and all the experience he’s had developed while working. Though he had heard a lot of it before, Ash still enjoyed listening to him talk about his experiences.

Ash told him about the friends he had made, about Goh and his mentorship towards him, and about his trip to become the pokémon master. He told him about how much Brock inspired him, and how much he had learned from Brock over the years. Even after all this time, Ash made sure that Brock knew he would always be one of his closest buddies.

When they arrived in Johto, Ash and Brock traveled around the familiar place, remembering some of the landmarks that Ash hadn’t seen in ages. And though the boys took time to further appreciate the Johto region, Brock had begun wondering where Tracey could be.

Ash tilted his head. “You don’t remember?” Ash asked. “He’s in Pallet town, helping Professor Oak.” Ash told him.

“Right, right…I guess that’s true.” he replied. “Wanna go over to Kanto?” Brock asked him.

Ash smiled and nodded his head. “Sure! Can’t wait!” He replied happily. Brock and Ash walked themselves over to Kanto, and made their way through Mount Silver, down the trails and over to Pallet town: Ash’s hometown. Ash stopped in front of Pallet town, overwhelmed with contentment. It had felt like a long time since he felt familiar with his surroundings. And though this journey was filled with nostalgic memories and friendship reunions…nothing really beats the feeling of home.

Ash took a pitstop to Professor Oak’s lab, and chatted with Professor Oak for a while. “Congratulations on becoming world champion!” Professor Oak greeted.

“Thanks Professor Oak!” Ash replied.

“Ash! Is that you?!” Someone called behind him. Ash turned around, and was immediately bombarded by a hug. “ASH!” the person reacted, hugging him tightly.

“Misty! Hi!” Ash reacted, hugging her back.

“How have you been?!” She asked.

“I’m great! I won the pokémon championship!” Ash declared excitedly.

“Really? I had no idea. It’s not like it was playing on every TV, or anything…” Misty muttered in a sassy tone.

Ash rolled his eyes. “Still as sassy as ever…” Ash muttered.

“And you’re still the same moron I remember.” She added.

Someone else was also staring at Ash from nearby. “Ash? Ash Ketchum?” He clarifies.

“Yes! That’s right.” Professor Oak replied.

Tracey put a tray of stuff onto the table and walked up, offering him a fistbump. “Glad to see you back.” He told him.

“Tracey!” He bumped his fist. “Glad to finally be back.” Ash replied.

He adjusted his lab coat and picked up Oak’s tray of things.

“Have you seen your mother yet?” Oak asked Ash.

Ash shook his head. “Not yet.” He replied.

“She’s been awaiting your arrival for some time now.” He told him. “Don’t keep her waiting.” He warned.

Ash nodded his head and looked at the group. “I guess I should see my mom now.” Ash told them. “Want us to walk you over?” Brock asked.

“We can catch up on the way!” Misty added.

“Sure! Tracey, you coming?” Ash asked.

Tracey shook his head. “Sorry, Ash. I still have work to do. Wanna catch up later?” Tracey offered.

“Yeah! That’d be great!” Ash replied.

“Great! I’ll see you then.” He said, before disappearing behind the bookshelf.

Ash walked with Misty and Brock out of Professor Oak’s laboratory, and walked towards the place Ash had always called home. He stared at the door for a moment, and took in a deep breath.

“Okay…Here we go.” Ash knocked on the door and waited patiently for his mom to answer the door…

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giggly-squiggily · 2 years ago

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Hi hello writer's block is kicking my butt so I'm turning to polls in hopes that it'll help.

So, I have about 6 requests in the WIP stage, some more finished than others. I want to finish at least one so I'll have three fics to post soon, but it's been a struggle ^_^'

And so:

More details on each WIP below the cut!

Option one: Requested by @/myreygn: Mattsun has wild taste in movies that usually leave the watcher in a state of Mindf*ckery. Kuroo doesn't get it and keeps asking questions, distracting him. Tickly shenanigens ensue.

Option Two: Requested by Anon: Kiawe accidentally spills strange incense on himself upon returning to his mountain spot. His Pokemon get a nice strong wiff of it and close in to investigate further, leading to the fire gym leader victim to some unexpected tickles!

Option Three: Requested by Anon: Baji is in a sudden ler mood and decides to take it out on Chifuyu; leading to what will forever be known as: "The Wreckening".

Option Four: Requested by Anon: Douma's bored without any immediate things to do and decides to play with Rui. A game of Hide and Seek is declared with a giggly twist!

Option Five: Requested by Anon: Asta decides to tickle Leopold, leaving our fire mage a giggly mess of laughter and Yuno left with the oddest feelings of jealousy.

Option Six: Requested by @/yae-mikko: Sae is a man who's good at remaining neutral. That is until Shidou enters the picture. Shenanigans ensue when the duel haired man wants to make his usually stoic boyfriend smile.

#squiggily rambles #polls with squiggily #WIP list #this of course isn't everything #but these are the one's in the immediate request list #At least- in terms of being halfway to a quarter way done #or having a strong idea around them #this should make me fully commit now and hopefully beat out this writer's block #sometimes I overwhelm myself and need structure to bring it all back akljrjejrakjer

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sunstone-smiles · 2 years ago

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Hi sunstone! I really wanted to participate in your tickletober, but unfortunately I only watched gen 7 for pokemon huhu. Umm if you don't mind, please consider writing lee kiawe with lers pokemons of your choice (feel free if you want to decline tho, no pressure). If you willing to write it, probably number 1 (anticipation) or number 7 (massage) or number 11 (competition) whichever you like. Have a nice day and keep inspiring!!

Hello anon! Thank you! Although I don’t do Gen 7 anymore, I’ll make an exception for this, one last time! I hope you enjoy Day 7 of Tickletober: Massage!

A Pokemon Approved Massage

Series: Pokemon

Characters: Kiawe, Marowak, Fletchinder, Growlithe

Words: 568

Summary: When Kiawe accidentally overworks himself, his pokemon try and help him with a massage that soon results in them playing instead. Enjoy!

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Kiawe sits criss-crossed on the stone stage, trying to relax his muscles. During practice for his new dance routine, the fire trainer worked out his shoulders too hard when he was tossing and twirling his torch up in the air over and over again. Thankfully though, his pokemon partner, Alolan Marowak, is here to help ease some of his trainer’s pain.

The fire and ghost type pokemon stands behind him and uses its mitten-like hands to rub Kiawe’s shoulders, using the warmth emanating from its paws to try and take out the knots the trainer accidentally brought upon himself.

“Thanks for this Marowak. I needed it.”

The pokemon growls with a low rumble, scolding his trainer to take it easy. Kiawe recognizes this tone in his pokemon’s voice. “I know, I know. I’ll be more careful next time.”

Sitting in front of them, Kiawe’s other pokemon, Growlithe and Fletchinder, observe their trainer with worried eyes. They don’t like seeing him hurt, most pokemon don’t, so they’ll do anything they can to help him.

Fletchinder studies Marowak's movements carefully, watching as their fellow fire type pokemon makes the rubbing motion with their paws to help soothe Kiawe’s shoulders. Being a bird pokemon, Flechinder doesn’t have hands, but it does have feathered wings that could perhaps be relaxing for his trainer.

Fletchinder then flutters over to Kiawe, positioning himself next to his side. He outstretches his wings and glides them across the upper half of Kiawe’s torso, trying his best to imitate Marowak’s movements with their own feathered appendages.

In an unexpected turn of events, Kiawe suddenly lets out a sudden huff of laughter. He squeezes his arms to his sides and glances at his pokemon. “Fletchinder, your feathers are tickling me!”

The fire bird pokemon pulls his wings back and blinks at his trainer. Suddenly, a new idea comes to his mind. Of course the bird pokemon wants his trainer to get better, but what better way to do that than with laughter!

Fletchinder stretches his wings again, this time purposefully wiggling them over the front of Kiawe’s torso. The fire trainer immediately starts giggling and attempts to shield himself from the sudden tickly massage.

“Flehehetchinder! Quihihit it!” Kiawe giggles as he leans over in the opposite direction. Marowak looks at the two with big eyes, but a smirk grows on his snout once he sees what Fletchinder is up to. The ghost and fire type decides to join in, now purposely using his mitten-like paws to squeeze a ticklish area right in between Kiawe’s neck and shoulders.

“Mahaharowak! Cuhuhut it out! Both of yohohou!” Kiawe leans even farther to the side and scrunches his shoulders upwards. Standing on the sidelines, Growlithe wags his tail in excitement when he sees the three playing, then hops over to join them. The fire puppy pokemon leans his front paws on Kiawe’s other side and begins nuzzling into his skin, causing the trainer to quickly reel in the opposite direction, but he leans into Fletchinder’s attack, now that he’s surrounded by all three of his playful pokemon.

“Guhuhuhuys! Hahaha!” Kiawe wraps his arms around himself. The pokemon all chuckle to one another as they watch him giggle from their tickly massage. The trainer has a smile back on his face, so he looks much more relaxed and loose than he did before. It seems that Fletchinder did end up helping after all.

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fluffomatic · 3 years ago

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@giggly-squiggily and I have some hcs on their blog but like Kukui and Kiawe being the "good cop, bad cop" ideal tk tag team is amazing. Like Kiawe is mean but gentle and sweet ler of the tag team and Kukui is the sweet, fatherly and joking kind of ler in the tag team. And like they use their pokemon and give them cute tk related names. Hdhrjri I love it sm.

AHHH THATS ADORABLE! I can absolutely see that

#thanks for the ask!#answered ask

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junietuesday · 4 years ago

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aybagubew ib regew agiëw

Link alr siqeb ler le anlekk xekudd vet Nelërgela Velt, gua kewfa selbfkubf icwë regew wesfew la gew oyr ib gua dekuoowës. La gew quffkews gua dewwer, gew gewlës regew aoklagubf id qelcwa dëin regew qlerwë vewkiq.

“Gutl, Link,” alus Nelërgel regew nwënlus, gwë ëws bwexejklexew aolëjkubf ub regew aybagubew. Fiis—Link qlabir dubsubf ur dië gwë leflub. (Regler qla qegler gew riks gunawked, lebteqelt.) “Qeglerxegl siubf velxej gwëw?”

“Dwekr kujew le aqun,” Link alus qurg le ëikk id gua wetwa, la gew oykkwes gua rybuc idd icwë gua gwels. Gew diksews ur lebs oklexews ur bewzr ri gun, arlexjubf gua gler ib rio. “Gwëi regubfa, id xiyëaw.”

“Id xiyëaw,” Nelërgel ëwowlerws qurg le oiyr. “Ur fewra ai kibwekt lëiybs gwëw, tiyjebiq. Bibew id regew cukklefwëa wecwë xinew vet. Lebs tiylëw lekqelta ëybbubf lëiybs regew uaklebs kujew leb lebewnibew ib ura swelregevws—tiy agiyks reljew le vëwlej ibxew ub le qegukew, gelbf iyr qurg new.”

“Lebewnibewa nicew?” Link alus ubxëwseykiyakt, ufbiëubf lekk id gwë irgwë qiësa. “Vyr regewtlëw hyar yebswëqlerwë oklebra.”

“Ig, bi,” Nelërgel alus, ëwexkububf ib gwë velxej ri ayb gwë qlën iëlbfew axlekwa. “Regwet xelb nicew delar. Regwet quffkew kujew regua—” Nelërgel nelsew le qelcew niruib qurg gwë gelbs, vëlxewkwera xekubjubf qurg regew nicewnwebr “—lebs regweb—GEWT!”

Link gweks gua vëwlerg lebs hynows ubri regew qlrewë, regew agixejeqlecw dëin regew unolxer aoklagubf Nelërgel dëin gwels ri relukdub. Gew ëwayëdlexews, klyfegubf; regew aybagubew qla aidr ib gua agiykswëa, lebs regew qlerwë qla okwelalberkt xiik leflubar gua ajub. Nelërgel feklëws.

“Reglerua ëwlekkt ëysew, tiyjebiq!”

“Tiylëw le nwënlus,” Link vëyagews gwë idd. “Tiylëw lekqelta qwer.”

Nelërgel “gwebf!”ws, vyr regew xiëbwë id gwë niyrg requrxgwes yoqlëd.

“Tiylëw ubxiëëufuvkew,” Nelërgel alus, xëiaaubf gwë lëna. “U xelbbir unlefubew qegt Nlëub qiyks kujew tiy.”

Link gles vewweb leviyr ri ëwriër “Lebs tiylëw le qlekjubf suxruiblët, loolëwbrekt,” lebs fwer velxej ri regew relaj ler gelbs, vyr gew dëimew ler gwë klar qiësa.

Kujew… That means like.

Nlëub likes me?

Link dwekr gunawked vekyag, lebs ur ibket swewowbews qegweb gew alq Nelërgela rewlaubf fëub. Le olër id gua vëlub qla gwëw ri aww gua dekyarwëws ëwlxeruib—regew ëwar id ur qla aunokt birgubf vyr “!!!!!!!!!!!”.

“Agwe siwa?” Link lajews, diëxubf gua ribew ri arlt wecweb ubarwels id regew gufg ourxeg ur qelbrews ri fi ri. “U regiyfegr tiy alus bibew id regew cukklefwëa wecwë cuaur. Giq xiyks tiy jebiq?”

“Nlëubua suddwëwber,” Nelërgel suaanuaaws. “Agwe xinwa ri alt gu ainwrunwa vewxlyaw agweua buxew. Vyr sibir xeglebfew regew ayvhewexr!” Agwe anuëjews ler gun. “Tiyë dlexew ua ai ëws, kicwëvit.”

“U—!” Link flecew yo ib le ëwaoibaw lebs gyddews, ryëbubf leqelt. Gew quagwes gew gles gua gler ri gusew gua dlexew ub. “U qlabir jussubf qegweb u alus u qla gwëw die le ëwlaib.”

“Leq, aiëët,” Nelërgel alus, xelrexgubf yo ri dekilr ler gua ausew. “U ayooiaw uqukk kwer tiy reqi arlt ub regew nyrylk oububf arlfew dië le kurrkew vur kibfwë. Qeglerxegl gwëw dië, regweb?”

…Nyrylk aububf?

“Awxëwr Awlagwekka,” Link riks gwë. Gew vewfleb ri aqun, qlerxegubf regew qlerwë yebswëbwelreg gun dië regew vëiqeb xikië id regew agwekka. Regew qlerwë id Koholint qla lekqelta vëufegr lebs xekwelë, vyr regew xilkiëubf id regew agwekka qla uëëurlrubfekt aunuklë ri regew awlvews. Gibwarkt, gew diybs regew oymmekew id ëwlexgubf xwërlub awlagwekka fëlrudtubf—vyr gewgles lekai suaxicwëws awlagwekka vyëuws yebswë ëlbsin aoira lekk icwë regew uaklebs, lebs aunokt xyrrubf siqeb wecwët oklebr ub aufegr qla ëlergwë rwsuiya. “U glecew ri dubs le vybexeg id regwen dië regua qwuës aouëur ub le nelbauib, lebs urqukk fucew new le bweq aqiës.”

“Ernn,” Nelërgel alus, aqunnubf kwuayëwkt vlexjeqlësa vewausew gun. “Qeglerua regew suddwëwbexew vewreqwweb ur lebs regler aqiës tiyglew fir lekëwlset?”

“Urua vewrrewë, loolëwbrekt,” Link alus. Dië le ninwebr gew regiyfegr gewgles aoiirews le agwekk, vyr ur qla hyar le qwuëskt-aglows ëixej. “Qeguxeg u vewkuwecew. Regua aqiës ua rëlag xinolëws ri regew, uh, Nelarwë Aqiës, u regubj urua xelkkews ub Koholish—vyr regweb u ayooiaw lekk aqiësa lëw.”

“Nelarwë Aqiës?” Nelërgel alus qurg le dëiqeb. “Reglerua jubs id oëwrewbruiya.”

“Qwekk, urgla welëbwes regew ëufegr,” Link alus. Ur dwekr arëlbefew relkejubf leviyr delnukulë regubfa kujew regew Nelarwë Aqiës, ledrewë ai nelbet qwweja ib regua uaklebs ai awowëlrew dëin ginew. “Urua le kwefwebslët aqiës dëin Hyrule, yaws ri awlek leqelt wecuk.”

“Hyrule, ekk?” Nelërgel abiërwes. “Qwuës blenew.”

“Urua vwexelyaw iyë jubfesin vwekuwcwa ub regew Fisswaa Hylia,” Link wezoklubwes. “Qegilëw tiy ri relkej, lebteqelt—regua oklaxew ua xelkkews Koholint.”

“Regwet alt urua lebirgwë qiës dië ‘sëwlen.’” Nelërgel olyaws, lebs regweb agiij gwë gwels, gwë ribew vwexinubf xegwwët ibxew leflub. “Ai giq nelbet niëw id regwaw awlagwekka si tiy bwwes ri dubs?”

“U sibir jebiq.” Link aufgwes. “U giow urua bir rii nelbet niëw—uglecew lekëwlset dudrewwb, lebs regew nwerwë regubf qla xekiaw ri dykk qegweb u iddwëws regwen ri regew nelbauib.”

“Qwekk, tiylëw bir fibbl dubs regwen lebtrunew aiib ud tiylëw regua akiq ler awlëxgubf,” Nelërgel riks gun. “Tiylëw le rwëëuvket aqunnwë.”

“Bir lekk id ya glecew reluka,” Link fëynevekwes, glecubf dlë rii nelbet akufgra leflubar gua aqunnubf levukurt. “Nubew fir kiar ub regew ariën regar qlagwes new yo gwëw.”

“Tiy… Tiy kiar tiyë reluk?”

Nelërgela giëëuduws wezoëwaauib qla levaikyrwekt. Link swexuswes bir ri xeklëuduws regar gewgles aunokt kiar gua nwënlus ayur dëin gua lescwebryëw ub Labrynna. Qeguxeg qla le olub—ledrewë lekk regew qiëj lebs oymmekew-aikcwubf gew sus ri fwer ur, gewgles kiar ur ri le regybswëariën id lekk regubfa.

“Mm. Ur ëwlekkt ua rëlfux. Biq uln velxej ri hyar yaubf dekuoowëa.” Aysswebkt Link qla arëyxej vet leb uswel. “Gwet, ud tiylëw ayxeg le fiis aqunnwë, giq leviyr tiy gweko new dubs le awlagwekk?”

“Ayëw, u ayooiaw,” Nelërgel alus, arlëubf ler gun qurg…lexrylk ourt, ur awwnwes. Link rëuws bir ri abuxjewë. “Qegler si regret kiij kujew?”

“Aouëlk-aglows, leviyr regua vuf—” Link swenibarëlrews qurg gua gelbsa “—lebs regwetlëw xëwlen ib regew iowb webs qurg le vëiqeb oiubr.”

“Fir ur.” Nelërgel oykkwes gwë kibf, agubt veklexej yo ubri le oibtreluk. “Rët ri jewwo yo, kicwëvit.”

Nelërgel dekuxejews gwë relukdub, regweb kwelor yoqlësa lebs sicew ubri regew qlerwë qurg le fëwler aoklag, miinubf idd qurg ibket le dweq oynoa id gwë reluk. Link aqlen ledrewë gwë, vyr wecweb qurg regew nelfux id regew Lebfekwëa Dkuoowëa, gew qla bi nelerxeg dië le nwënlusa arëwbfreg lebs aowws.

Bibew id regar nelsew Link dwwek lebt kwaa ubsufblebr qegweb Nelërgel ëwayëdlexews leviyr le nubyrew klerwë, giksubf yo le Awxëwr Awlagwekk.

“Ua regua qegler tiylëw kiijubf dië?”

“...Twa,” Link lesnurrwes, feklëubf ler regew ubbixwebr-kiijubf awlagwekk ub gwë gelbsa. “Giq sus tiy dubs ur ai delar?”

“Aglëo wetwa,” Nelërgel alus, deklagubf gun le fëub la agwe riaaws regew agwekk ri gun. Link xelyfegr ur, xekyrexegubf ur ri gua xegwar—gew qla bir fiubf ri kiaw ur ledrewë regew leniybr id runew aowber awlëxgubf. “Bi, uln jussubf—uglecew awwb ur le dweq runwa qegweb u aqun lëiybs regew velt.”

“Ugh,” Link fëilbwes, lebs ud gew qwëwbir giksubf regew Awxëwr Awlagwekk gew qiyks glecew oyr gua dlexew ub gua gelbsa. “U agiyksglecew hyar lajews tiy ri arlër qurg.”

Nelërgel gles regew flekk ri klyfeg ler gun.

~webs

vewffububf birwa: iioa uln glecunf le nukkuib lebs ibew dewwka leviyr linka leqelejewbubf leflub ai reljew regua awëuwa leviyr lekk id regew boxa. vx kujew link kiar nlëub lebs reglerua rëlfux ib ura iqeb vyr regew webruëwrt id koholint sualoowlëws. leb webruëw uaklebs id owiokew link fir ri jebiq icwë gua lescwebryëw, fibew ri regew qubs. lebteqelta uln xëtubf leflub

webs birwa: vewdiëw lebtibew xinwa ledrewë TWA u jebiq regar regwëw lëw bi awxëwr awlagwekka yebswë regew qlerwë id nelërgel velt, u riij xëwlerucew kuvwërt dië regew aljew id regew ariët ij?? ud ur ëwlekkt virgwëa tiy regar nyxeg u hyar riij regew ibew ib regew aiyrg webs id regew velt, nicews regew uaklebs iyr delërgwë dëin agiëw lebs aybej ur yebswëqlerwë ai tiy xelbbir aww regew awlagwekka dëin levicew regew qlerwë

koholish was created by @changeling-rin! i just used it in this translation, it isn’t mine

english/original fic here!

me at the beginning of this being like “oh this’ll be a fun short project to take a break from my other stuff!” oh you innocent, innocent soul. i think i’ve spent hours on this thing and it’s only a bit over 1k words. i was gonna translate these final notes too but by now i’m like “fuck no”, i translated the original notes but that’s IT. i’m sorry for any mistranslations or inconsistencies, my brain isn't registering words anymore lmaoo

“hyar” is the word for “just”, the just hero says “hya!” lol

Kubj is so ugly, why is Link’s Koholish name Like That. originally i was gonna translate his name in the fic too but i decided not to bc 1) i hate “Kubj” 2) Link would introduce himself in his native language yada yada excuse excuse

honestly names in general (or at least the ones in this fic) are hit-or-miss in Koholish. Martha’s name becoming “Nelërgel” is acceptable, but “Marin” to “Nlëub” is. not my idea of aesthetic oof. i could’ve gone w “Nelëub” but idk it feels too long and i don’t want to get rid of every “nl” cause that sound is native to Koholish

the pronouns are really pretty, gew = he, gua = his, gwë = her, tiy = you, tiylëw = you’re. though “they” turned into “regwet” which just sounds like owofied “regret” lmaooo

i didn’t translate “hmph!” letter-by-letter bc it’s an onomatopoeia, instead i used a few sounds that are natural to Koholish and smushed them together in a way that resembled a scoff. same with “hmm” to “ernn” and “huh” to “ekk”. hey i mean “huh” sounds like “wha” just rearranged just like how “ekk” sounds like the first syllable of “qegler”(“what”) just rearranged too. see i can be smart once in a while are you proud of me pin mother

i also didn’t translate “Koholint” bc presumably the Koholint residents would tell Link the name of the island in Koholish, not Hyrulean, so yeah Koholint is its actual name. also bc Jigikubr is awful, why are Koholish names so bad :((( Koholish is really pretty at some parts, like how “storm” is “ariën” and “water” is “qlerwë” and “after” is “ledrewë” — and then Koholish pulls stuff like Kubj and Jigikubr

Link still thinks in English bc he thinks in his native language, Hyrulean, and bc he’s the pov character i’m using English (most of the readers’ native language) to stand in for Hyrulean

i didn’t really have a pattern for inserting the e’s? at least not one i noticed, you could probably pick one out if you tried though. i sort of just put the e’s between any syllables my mouth tripped over, not based on the number of consonants — bc consonant clusters are common in multiple languages, so i didn’t want to just get rid of all of them. also, for “agwe” (“she”) i put the e at the end instead of between the g and the w so it would look more like the pronoun for “her” (“gwë”). and for “le” (“a”) i added that extra e bc “l” by itself is kinda weird for an indefinite article so yeah, “le”

#june speaks #my writing #holy shit it's done #i tried not to swear too much bc i tagged changeling in it and ik they dont like swears but still my brain is just ''f*ck f*ck f*ck'' rn #it was fun!! just exhausting lmao #if i translate the rest of silver of the sea in koholish it won't be for a while

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teyvat-college · 2 years ago

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Hello!! Since you write for pokemon, I was wondering if you would write number 12 or 15 (or any number available) with lee kiawe, and ler some/various pokemons (you can pick what pokemons should they be hehe) because I feel like pokemons can be a good lers materials, and kiawe is my favorite character in the pokemon universe! Have a nice day~

Sure! I'll see which ones!

#pokemon tickle

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giggly-squiggily · 9 months ago

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If you still write for pokemon here:

Lee Kiawe and ler one of the girls, because Kuawe said boys were better.

Heyo! Requests of all types are closed right now! :)

Thanks for asking!

#squiggily speaks #ask #anon #declined request

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sunstone-smiles · 2 years ago

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Hello! Would you mind writing a fic where keiawe is getting gang tickled hehehe, thank you! (I prefer male lers and pokwemon as well)

Here it is Anon! Thank you for the wait! I hope you enjoy!

Lighting the Flames of Motivation

Series: Pokemon

Characters: Kiawe, Ilima, Elio, Incineroar, Marowak, Smeargle, Growlithe, Fletchinder

Words: 1,400

Summary: During dance practice, Ilima and Smeargle come up with an idea to help Kiawe relax a bit, which soon turns into a full blown playful attack when Elio and the rest of their pokemon join in. Enjoy!

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Cooled, darkened lava rock surrounds a popular stage found within the Alola region. Multiple torches are lit around the circular stone area as the sound of feet pound across the surface with coordinated steps; deep, hand-played drum music fills the background. Standing upon the stage, trial captain Kiawe spins a double sided torch absent with flames as he dances alongside his Alolan Marowak performing the same actions. With them, Elio attempts to spin an unlit torch the same as Kiawe while the young trainer’s Incineroar acts as his backup dancer.

Kiawe throws his torch in the air with a spin and catches in with precision. Elio follows, but when he does it, he crashes backwards into Incineroar, making the two tumble to the ground. Kiawe stops their performance with a sigh, then looks over at one of their audience members, trial captain Ilima, to cut the recorded music to their practice. Smeargle, Growlithe, and Fletchinder stand beside Ilima as the other viewers of the rehearsal and hang their heads down knowing that the two on stage will have to restart.

The fire captain kneels down to the trainer and the Incineroar curled around him, “Are you two alright?”

“Yeah, we’re fine,” Elio takes his friend’s hand to help him back onto his feet. “We can get most of the dance down, but the spin always trips us up.”

“Don’t worry. You should get it in time.”

“If I may suggest,” Ilima chimes in, “Couldn’t you just cut the spin entirely? As much as I want to see Elio and Incineroar succeed, it is a pretty advanced move to master for someone who only knows the basics of fire twirling.”

“We can not just cut the spin, this is an ancient technique!” Kiawe responds almost offended. “To remove the move would be to change the whole performance, and we don’t have time to teach a new routine!”

“Alright!” Ilima backs down, “It was just a suggestion. Loosen up a little, Kiawe.”

“You’re right…I am a little tense. Apologies.”

Ilima crosses his arms with a worried sigh. His attention then shifts downwards to his pokemon, Smeargle, when the creature tugs on his pants leg.

Ilima kneels down to the creature’s height. “Hm? What is it, Smeargle?” The normal pokemon points towards the tense Kiawe with concern in its eyes. “Yeah, I wish we could do something to help him relax too,” Ilima agrees. Smeargle tilts his head towards the ground, but suddenly perks back up with a squeak. It grabs its paint brush-like tail and wiggles it in front of its stomach, then wiggles it near its trainer’s side to make a recognizable motion. Ilima blinks at the little pokemon and its tail, realizing exactly what the creature is trying to tell him. “Ah, good thinking Smeargle!”

The normal type trial captain looks over at the other two trainers. “Hey, Kiawe. How about we take a short break for now. I have an idea that could help you relax.” He then gets up from his spot and nonchalantly makes his way up the stage to move behind his fellow captain.

Kiawe sighs and glances to the side. “Yes, you’re right. I guess it is a good time for a br-EAK!” he immediately claps his arms down when he feels Ilima’s fingers crawling up his sides. “Ilimahaha! What kind of breheheak is thihihis!”

“A fun one,” Ilima teases from behind his back and scribbles his fingers towards his ribs, causing the fire trial captain to involuntarily jolt forward to try and pull away. “Elio, would you like to join me?” Ilima asks over his giggling friend.

Elio chuckles, “Sure!”

“Nohoho! Elio! Don’t you dare-AH! Eliohohoho!” the fire captain crumbles into more giggles when the trainer starts scribbling into the front of his sides. Kiawe immediately tries to twist himself away from their mischievous hands. In the process, he collapses onto his knees, but his friends follow him down as he sinks to the ground. Ilima then switches positions and wiggles into the front of his ribs, causing Kiawe to plop onto his back as he tries to shove them away from his completely exposed torso.

“Guhuhuys! Cuhuhut it ohohout!”

“No can do, Kiawe,” Ilima remarks, “Not until you’re completely relaxed. You have to have to be loose if you want to dance properly, right?”

“Whehehere did yohohou get a crahahazy idehehea like this anywahahay!” Kiawe yells through his laughter.

“Smeargle came up with it. Speaking of which,” Ilima smirks and turns towards his pokemon, “Smeargle come help us!”

The normal type pokemon squeaks with a tail wag and runs over to join their trainer. They squeeze themselves right beside Ilima, and grab their tail to wiggle it into Kiawe’s belly.

“Gack! Smeheheargle!” Kiawe jumps and tries to push away the pokemon’s fluffy tail from grazing his belly. Meanwhile, Ilima scribbles his fingers into trial captain’s underarms, while Elio takes over his ribs. Kiawe jolts and digs his heels into the stone floor in order to scoot away from the three effectively attacking him.

“Looks like he’s trying to escape!” Elio exclaims, “Incineroar, grab him!”

The tiger-like creature gives an enthusiastic roar, then hops down to the ground near the silly scene. They sit themselves down with crossed legs right behind Kiawe to cut off his escape route, then lifts the trail captain from under his arms to sit him upwards.

“Incinerohohoar!” Kiawe tries to yank his arms out of the large pokemon’s hold, already giggling from the fuzzy fur of the creature’s claws merely grazing the hollows of his underarms. “Lehehet Go-AH! Hahaha!” he breaks out into more giggles when those same claws start scratching into the ticklish spot.

Ilima and Elio laugh alongside their friend, finding it quite amusing that the hot headed trial captain is being taken down a notch from this tactic.

After seeing Incineroar join in on the fun, Growlithe and Fletchinder let out a happy pokemon cry and dash over to help. Marowak chuckles as the two pokemon run past him, the little creatures barely containing their excitement as they each position themselves on different sides of Kiawe’s neck to nuzzle under his chin.

“Nohohot you guhuhys too!” Kiawe scrunches up his shoulders, all while he tries to defend himself from the other attacks getting the rest of his torso.

Marowak watches the silly scene play out from the sidelines. Although the pokemon likes to stay focused on the task at hand, this particular event seems quite fun to join in. After thinking it over for a moment, Marowak trots over to Kiawe with a slight smirk on its snout.

“Marowahahak! Hehehelp me!” Relief washes over Kiawe when he sees his pokemon approach, but his eyes suddenly go wide when he notices Marowak holding up its hands with a smug expression.

“N-No! Marowahahak! Whahahatever you’re thinking, dohohon’t do it!”

But Marowak merely smirks again and plunges its mitten-like paws into Kiawe’s hips, kneading the very ticklish skin. Kiawe yelps and floods of giggles continue to pour out of him once more when the ticklish squeezing is accompanied by the rest of his friends’ attack on every inch of his torso.

“Ahahalright! Thahahat’s enohohough!” Kiawe shrieks, “Plehehease stohohop!”

Immediately, everyone pulls back, leaving Kiawe lying flat on the stone stage sprawled out in a puddle of residual giggles. After a few moments, Ilima lends him a hand to help his fellow trial captain sit up.

“Sorry about that, Kiawe,” Ilima apologies, “We got a little carried away.”

“Oh really now?” Kiawe sarcastically remarks.

The pink-haired captain rubs his arm in embarrassment. “Hey, but at least you feel better now right? Less tense?”

Kiawe shifts his muscles around. He has to admit that he does feel much looser after Ilima’s and Elio’s tactic.

“Fine…I’ll give you that much.” He looks away with a scowl, but in actuality, he had fun and his friends can see that he did too.

“Alright, back to the routine then,” Kiawe breaks the silence, “Ready Elio?”

“Yes!” the trainer nods, “I’m ready!”

The two then head back to their original positions with Marowak and Incineroar, while Ilima returns to his spot near the front of the stage with the rest of the pokemon to reset the music. When the drumming beat begins once more, they resume their rehearsal, perhaps a bit more energized now thanks to the break they all had that lifted their spirits.

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