PMDS| M5 P4 | Revelations
And with those words, the madness of the fighting around them seemed to stop. Bluey was honestly shocked that these guardians appeared to give up their pursuit as quickly as they had started it. However, with them explaining their desire to keep the library from being destroyed and finally calming themselves enough to hear out the guilds it started to look like this day was taking a turn for the better.
As the leaders discussed their mission objective with the guardians Bluey turned to Bastion and frowned looking at his wounds which only made her wince at the pain from her blackened eye. Not liking the sting of her own cuts and the condition of Bastion’s own Bluey reached into her pack and pulled out 2 Oran berries, one for each of them.
“Here buddy.” Bluey smiled handing Bastion the blue fruit, “To close up those cuts. I uhm. I’m sorry I had to hit you literally below the belt. How are you holding up?” -I’ll live. But when I get you back the pain will be tenfold what you did to me. And you won't see it coming.- He signed with a frown as he popped the berry into his mouth, the medicinal properties of the fruit closing the bleeding wounds on his body. “Yeah, that's…fair I guess?” Bluey said as she ate her own berry to close her wounds, “Do you think those Guardian things will actually keep their word when we go in?”
-They’d better. I’d hate to see what else you’d do to the Blue one for its transgression. - He smirked.
“Trust me there is a lot I wanna do to that thing. None of it at all kind after what it did.”
-It was defending a sacred place. You can’t be too mad.-
“After what they made us do to each other I’ll be as angry at them as I’d like It made us turn on each other, like you and I haven't had enough of that in our lives.” She frowned as she glared Azelf down from where she stood.
After what felt like hours it appeared the guardians finally listened to reason and allowed the guilds entrance so long as they behaved themselves. As Bluey and Bastion approached the door she looked over to where her mother's unconscious body should have been laying but all that was left was the mask. “Where did she go?” Bluey said furrowing her brow and looking around the area
“She will return for it. Yamasks always return for their mask.” Jenga replied after examining it, “She must have slinked off to lick her wounds. Let’s not dwell on it too long. Now we have to chance to find a cure for her.”
Jenga then made his way inside the library with Bastion following closely behind him. However, despite her better judgment Bluey slowed and turned to face the trio as she passed them. Looking to grab Azelf’s attention.
“Hey.” She said with a flat tone loud enough to make Azelf turn and eye her.
“Hope you keep those scars to remember me by. Because I surely won’t forget what happened today.” “I suggest you proceed,” Azelf responded with a twitch of its tails before turning back to face its own subordinates.
Bluey chuffed and followed her companions into the library. And it was overwhelming with how large it was. She searched a bit aimlessly trying to see if she could find Bastion and Jenga once the guilds started to dig through the many old scrolls and books. When she had no luck finding him, she turned to a shelf beside her and began to flip through the books to see if she could find anything that may be useful. “These are medical books. Might be smart to jot down some notes from these to help Bramble with the journey back through the mountain. Let me see if I can find one about preventing and treating hypothermia in grass types.” She said to herself as she slide her new fingers gently over the books. Searching cover by cover while also being just a tad fascinated with her new digits.
Bluey spent a good forty-five minutes reading through the old medical book and scribbling down useful notes including how to treat the burn on Bastion’s back.
While she scribbled away she hardly noticed the voices talking to her. “Bluey! Yoohoo the world to Bluey!” Jenga said a little louder startling her. “Oh, there you are Jenga! Where did you guys wander off to?” She said as she finished writing down the last little bit of this passage.
“We're in the section of books detailing the lives of each individual of the Painted Sands.”
“The what?” She said looking up from her book. “Yeah, the Library has scrolls that detail your life. Bastion has been reading into our family's scrolls. For closure I suppose or maybe to see if all those stories Parapet used to tell him were true.”
Bluey sat there thinking for a moment “you said Pappy was still alive but left, right? Do you think if he is still alive the scrolls would tell me where he is?” “I believe they would yes. Did you want me to show you where it is?”
“If you could please.” She smiled standing up and following the old Sableye.
After about 15 minutes Jenga brought Bluey to a small outcrop of book and scroll shelves that had a short table with pillows around it and sitting at the table with a scroll rolled out across it, was Bastion reading away.
“I’ll let you kids do what you gotta do. I am going to go help the other ghosts tidy up the place a bit after all the fighting. If you need me just call.” Jenga smiled and scurried off to help put books back in their respective places.
Bluey turned to Bastion and sat next to him looking over the scrolls, “Find anything good?” -Currently reading over my grandmother’s scroll and I always thought she may have over-exaggerated some things. But from what I’ve been reading it seems this little psycho really did do all of the things she claimed she did. No wonder Grandfather, Rampart said she was the only Pokémon he felt intimidated by.-
Bluey chuckled and stood up walking over the scroll shelf and digging through them, “Dag….dag….dag….AHA! Daggermaw!” She chimed before sorting through the scrolls in the cubby, “Rosi, Olive, Emerald, Blanc, Magenta, Scar-” She paused looking at the scroll with her mother’s name on it. She hesitated but pulled it out and held it in her left hand while she continued to dig before finding her grandfather’s scroll. Once she had both of those, she snooped through the B column until she located the Bonozo family and pulled out her own scroll as well as her father’s.
She made her way back over to the table and set the scrolls down before curiosity made her snoop over Bastion’s shoulder reading over his family history with him. However, there was something she spotted further down the scroll that caught her attention. “By the great father, Bastion look!” She exclaimed while pointing to two names written on the scroll, “Your Sisters Barbican and Palisade are alive!”
Bastion stopped what he was reading and snapped his focus over to the part of the scroll Bluey was reading and gestured for her to read it aloud, to which she complied.
“Barbican Alora Cavalier was declared official sheriff of Painted Sands after serving as a temporary sheriff in her grandmother's place after the events that transpired on the 3rd of Summer. Her sister Palisade Gala Cavalier’s name has been changed to Palisade Gala Moor following her marriage to Brono Emmit Moor.”
Bluey then gasped before jabbing the scroll with her finger, “And that's not all! Bastion look, you’re an uncle!” He stared at the area Bluey pointed at in shock as she continued to read, “Palisade and Brono currently have 3 eggs incubating with 5 already hatched offspring Durin, Roseli, Razz, Leppa, and Oran. Oran is now the second recorded blue Pawniard birth in Painted Sands, since the birth of Blue Bella Bono- Your nephews just like me! Bastion that's amazing you have nieces and Nephews! Oh, we gotta go back to Painted Sands at some point!” Bluey then started to dig through her family's scrolls while blabbering on about her excitement over Bastion’s family as his shocked face melted into one of excitement as he looked down at the names.
-I can’t believe it. Lisa’s a mom…and- he paused what he was signing before shouting, “BARBI’S A KINGAMBIT?! THAT'S BULLSHIT!” “Oh, I didn’t even read that part! Y’know Barbi always did come off as the kind of girl who’d look great with that mustache, I could never pull it off. By the gods, she must be HUGE! She was always really tall even as Pawniards.” Bastion grumbled a bit about how now he had to play catch up with his older sister as Bluey chuckled and began reading through her family's scrolls. Starting with her grandfather. Reading through his life she smiled reliving all the stories he used to tell her about when she was little. Though he seemed to have left out how much of an obnoxious man he was in his youth with what he told her. As she continued to read she smiled reading over a line of text about the current year. “Bastion look! My Pappy is alive! And look at this it says he’s living in the remains of an ancient alpha Wailord skeleton. That's what that crazy Zoroark meant when she told me to go to where a giant once fell! She must have been talking about my Pappy! And look at the coordinates, he’s only a two-day journey from here! Bastion, we have to go!” Bastion was caught a little off guard by her excitement but smiled with a nod of agreement.
-We can do that so long as we go to Painted Sand’s at some point. This scroll says my Grandfather Rampart and Grandmother Parapet are making their way back to Sands and the surviving members will all be in the same place in a few months.-
“Oh yeah, we have to go to back Sands at some point. I can’t believe we still have families out there.” Bluey said getting a little misty-eyed as she read through her mother’s scroll.
Bastion quickly noticed Bluey's dip in mood as she read the scroll and he reached out and set his hand over hers in an attempt to comfort her.
“Sorry man I didn’t mean to bring the excitement down I just got to the part of my mom’s scroll about what happened the day she turned. Though the scroll is just incoherent nonsense really afterward. It doesn’t give me much to work with and even confirm if she even had slivers of memory left. I was hopping it might tell me.” she said wiping her face before opening her father’s scroll. -Should you be reading these ones Bluey? They only seem to be upsetting you.- “I want to. While I don’t like thinking of the sad bit it makes me feel better to read about them…and how much they loved each other and how much they loved me. It’s nice to read about them outside that day y’know?”
Bastion nodded and wen’ back to reading over his family's scrolls and getting to learn a little bit more about his nieces and nephews and what they are like. He’d smile hearing Bluey’s occasional giggles while reading over her father’s scroll or giving the occasional awe. “Look at how much of a love-sick fool my dad was for my mom when they were kids. He really was just smitten with her out the gate.”
-Apple doesn’t fall far from the tree considering how you view Percy.-
“I wish. Seems my parents had a lot easier of a time communicating and expressing their feelings despite the fact dad was deaf.”
Bastion shook his head and continued to read. The two sat there for another 15 minutes reading in silence before Bastion’s attention was snapped from his scroll by Bluey’s voice.
“Bastion?” Bastion tilted his head at Bluey hearing a tremble in her voice as she looked up at him. “My dad’s alive.” She said pointing to the page, “He’s a Drifloon! Traveling with Pappy. All this time My dad’s been alive as a ghost! I-I can’t believe it.” She said getting water eyed as she gripped the scroll tighter. Bastion reached out and gripped her shoulder to comfort her before furrowing his brow at the scroll and pointing at the passage at the end of the scroll.
Bluey looked up at him before moving the scroll over so she could read. She then stared at the scroll in complete shock as if she couldn’t believe what she was reading.
“I have a little sister.”
