This is it. This is the meme Emmet sends Akari. Maybe he tweaks it by poorly ms paint scribbling out the Pokemon Champion with "Team / Clan Leaders" and Gym Leaders with "Literally God"
Akari sighed.
It was the third time tonight that she’d been awoken to the sound of her arc phone pinging. The familiar sound reverberated off the thin walls of her Galaxy Team-appointed lodging, bright glow illuminating her face and arms as she turned to look at the message.
She could already guess what it would say. Ever since Emmet had arrived in Hisui, she’d stopped receiving messages from Arceus entirely. Akari wasn’t sure if the device would ever serve as a point of direction for her again, and as it turned out she had so far been right. She was receiving messages again, sure, but instead of the vague commands of an all-knowing god they were replaced by the 2 am ramblings of an insomniac.
An insomniac that, evidentially, couldn’t think of many other ways to occupy his time than sending her borderline incomprehensible “memes” (how did she know what those were, anyway?) at frankly ungodly hours.
Today, 2:43 am
“Akari! I am Emmet. I have found another meme, one that I think you would like 😊😎✌️ I have edited it so it is more relevant to you!”
The image attached showed two men in strange outfits standing in front of a large object, which Akari recognized as a “train” from previous images Emmet had shown her. It appeared to be attached to a much smaller train, something that her limited knowledge of the subject told her was not quite right. Was that meant as the joke?
The text accompanying the image, though, was really quite something. The top and bottom text seemed untouched, but the text on either side had been hastily scribbled over and replaced haphazardly with new text. She puzzled over it for a moment, before realizing what the image was trying to convey.
A region threatened to be destroyed, with a rookie trainer tasked by the local authority and god themselves to somehow correct it. Now that was familiar. Akari couldn’t help but smile.
Another ping.
“Do you like it? I was hoping you would find it verrrrry funny. It is deceptively difficult to edit images in one’s mind! 😨😨😨”
Ah, so it had taken more effort than she had initially assumed after all. And yet, he had gone through the trouble to make something she would finally understand. She felt her annoyance fading. That was so… Emmet, of him.
Akari’s fingers hovered over the keyboard. “Yeah,” she started to type, “it’s really funny. Thanks, Uncle Emmet :)”
