[“C’mon, c’mon! Hurry up or we’ll miss it!”] Thor calls, the yellow bolt of his tail flicking wildly behind him like a beacon as he scampers down the winding forest path. Perched snugly between his ears, his Pichu child, Glitch, mimicked him with a cheerful 'pipichu!' and waved her tiny paw just as excitedly for the boy to follow.
And what were they in such a rush to see? The hatching of Thor’s childhood friend’s kids! Bellossom—formerly a Gloom until he accidentally brushed against a Sun Stone a few months ago—and his mate Jumpluff had laid a clutch of eight eggs, and after noticing them beginning to shake, Bellossom had invited Thor, Fearow, and a few other forest-dwelling friends to come watch the big moment together.
It doesn’t take long for the trio to burst into a small sunlit clearing where a crowd of Pokémon had already gathered in a loose semi-circle. In the center, Bellossom and Jumpluff hovered protectively over their eggs, which were now shaking rapidly.
[“Look, Dai—they’re about to hatch!”] Thor exclaimed when they settled down beneath the tree Fearow—his other childhood friend—was perched on, eyes wide and tail wagging with excitement, as he tapped away at the boy’s pant leg. Meanwhile, Glitch, eager for a better view, had hopped off from Thor’s head onto Daisuke’s shoulder. [“Isn’t this so exciting?”]
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' but i don't really know where we're even going --- ?! ' he speeds in every direction that thor's wagging tail and glitch's wave takes him , somehow managing to keep up as they charge between trees and jump over small creeks , daisuke's body lithely dodging whipping branches as well as avoiding the snarls of tripping roots passing perilously by his feet . in his mind dark's bark was relentless : ( move , move ! don't ask me about any of this , all i know is we're late ! )
in a forest ?! what kind of meeting could a bunch of pokemon possibly have that was so important ?! it isn't until thor finally slows and the exit into the clearing comes into view that the brief , imaginary image of a business center ( one complete with printers and fax machines and faux computers , ) somehow haphazardly set up in the middle of the woods vanishes from daisuke's thoughts of assumption .
it's a nest , and he can make out the forms of an entire congregation of pokemon before pausing his steps and tucking himself away partly behind a lone trunk , peering out uncertainly at both scenery and chaperone .
( ... ahh , i get it now . )
daisuke , his eyes magnetized to the eggs and their motions , did as well . it was a hatching , everyone gathered to witness and welcome a new life , but if that really were the case , did someone , something like him belong here ... ?
the shift of his gaze towards thor begs for some kind of confirmation . he was human , and the gathered pokemon might have been afraid of him , or even the part that wasn't , dark and the great phantom thief's form simply frightening , unfamiliar , and inconceivable to most regardless of whoever and whatever they were . was it really fine to have been extended an invitation , when anyone else might have counted his presence as bad luck and a deathly malaise ?
he's hardly given the opportunity to pose proper question before he feels thor's paw at his leg and a pichu's fresh weight land on his shoulder . his heart leaps before he can do anything to stop it --- and so it happens . the eggs start to crack as his knees ache and his shoulders split , all of his bashfulness and terrified anxieties swept up by an equal wash of transfixed wonder .
for all of his adventures , be it tirelessly investigating distortions or attempting to rescue various pokemon while stealing precious items , it was the very first time that he had ever experienced something like this . the light that flickered in dappling spots and rays into the leafy forest brightly kisses the heads of the newborn pokemon as their parents and the rest of the crowd begins to cheer , the niwa's heart pounding past any climactic point in his chest as he continued to silently watch on .
something in him felt like it was going to fantastically burst at any moment , but keeping himself from the eruptive expulsion of any applause or laughter he simply smiles : an enormous , toothy grin stretched from one end to the other on dark's face , a strange sense of peace accompanying the expression . if things were okay --- if everything really was fine , then that would have been wonderful .
( thor ... how can i give them my blessings ? )
at the sincere sound of the plead , a black-gloved hand delves into a pocket and begins searching for something . it isn't long before a small box of poffins is brought out into the light , dark replacing the spot that had once been taken up by a pichu on thor's head with the impromptu gift in an instant .
' here . ' a gentle , albeit firm press on the other's back slides the raichu forwards into the start of an expectant march . ' no ceremony's complete without a gift or two , right ? you're free to take all the credit for everything as long as you don't gobble those treats all up yourself on the way . ' it's a cruel , obnoxious tease , and yet with a cross of his arms dark only leans and looks onwards at the crowd from his distance . ' we'll stay back here so we don't make a scene . give the happy new family my --- no , our best regards . '
( i'm really grateful i got to see something like this . thank you so much for inviting me . )
