[Full Size Image Here] Thank you to everyone who participated!! I left it open a little longer to allow a couple stragglers to fit in—it's so lovely to see the cafe filled with everyone's characters! 💖
From left to right, bottom to top: @phantomguild, @the-feral-one, @harmonia-university, @ask-the-shiny-pokemons, @pocketofspaces, @ask-casteliabounce, @asktoastythearcanine, @askcapital, @askpokepals, @poniquest, @askleaderscrest, @askthecasteliadetective, @casteliacityramen, @garnett-and-friends, @asksavel, @whisperingfaun, @asklalu, @neverlandfaerai, @ask-the-royal-absol, @pmd-waveringfate
Note: I scooted some unintentionally/overly overlapping characters so that everyone could be shown properly. Apologies for the trouble!
(writing under cut! it turned out longer than intended ngl)
“Gah!”
A piece of paper flutters in the wind, smacking Sarah in the face. She quickly skims it over, “A wishlist?”
She looks up, watching a Hoopa’s ring shimmer away, and back to Hugh and Sparkle, who are battling fine together. “They won’t miss me for like an hour, will, they?”
Pulling out her aerodactyl Wyvern’s pokeball, she tosses him out and they fly off.
“Let’s see, something to decorate a clubhouse and something from a band…” She checks her phone’s map, “Wow, we’re almost in Galar! You’re a fast flier, bud!” Wyvern trills in agreement.
She stops at a store and picks up a pack of fairy lights, ones that twinkle between light shades of pink, blue, and purple. She also grabs a poster featuring Piers.
Sending out Wyvern again, she mounts his back. “To Spikemuth, Wyvern!”
“Sarah! Good to see ya.”
“Hi, Piers!”
He puts his phone in his pocket and ruffles her head affectionately, “How’s the Alola region treatin’ ya?”
“It’s been really nice! Everyone there is so relaxed, you know.”
“Heh, I figured. You run into Uncle Grimsley yet?”
“Yeah! He and Uncle Lucian are with Aunt Lusamine right now.”
“‘Right. Wish ‘im well from me ‘n Marnie, kay?”
She beams at her friend, “You got it!” She digs into her bag, pulling out the rolled up poster. “Could you do something for me, actually?”
“‘Course. Want that signed?”
“Yes.” She hands him the poster as he takes a black marker out from his pocket. “It’s for someone’s Christmas wishlist.”
“Ain’t it a bit early for that?”
“Yeah well,” She thinks for a second. “It’s probably from another universe or something.”
“Figures,” He scribbles his signature and hands the poster back. “I’ll never understand ‘em.”
Sarah checks her phone, “Oh shoot, I’ve gotta get going. Thanks a lot, Piers!”
“Cheers, Sarah. Was good to catch up.”
“Aunt Lusamine!” She bursts into the woman’s office, causing her to shut the holographic screens around her desk.
“Sarah! What’s wrong?”
“Nothing, nothing.” She takes a deep breath, having dashed through Aether Paradise. “I wanted to know where you keep your wrapping paper?”
“Wrapping paper? Oh, for a present right?” She chuckles, “You bought a present for Rose and Giovanni’s wedding?”
“What? No. Actually maybe I should… But no. It’s a Christmas present.”
“Oh! Well we do have the materials, but I’m not certain we have any Christmas colors.”
“That’s fine! Just tell me where it is and I’ll get out of your hair!”
“They should be somewhere in the main entrance, probably around the desks.”
“Thanks, Aunt Lusamine!”
“Good luck, Sarah.”
“Hi, Uncle Lucian! Uncle Grimsley!”
She drops a bunch of materials, including a roll of wrapping paper and a spool of ribbon, across from them.
“Hey, Sarah.” Grimsley looks at the things she’s tossed on the table, “You’ve been busy, huh?”
“Yeah! I’ve been working on someone’s wishlist in an alternate universe!”
“That’s quite nice of you.” Lucian hardly looks up from the book he’s reading.
“Do you guys think I should write a card?” She doesn’t give them time to answer, “Oh Uncle Grimsley! Piers and Marnie say hi!”
“You saw Piers?” He checks his phone, “Only in the last hour?”
“Yep. Wyvern’s an alpha and flies really fast.”
“Wyvern?”
Lucian smiles, “Her aerodactyl.”
“Hm, that makes sense. I saw you flying around earlier…”
Sarah pulls a card out of her bag, one featuring a litten and a rockruff in Santa hats.
Dear Ninasha,
Merry Christmas! Or happy holidays!
I hope you like what I got you! I wasn’t sure which band you liked, but I got this poster of my good friend Piers! He signed it and everything! It might be weird if you’re not a human, because he’s a human, but that should be fine, right?
Hope you like both things!
Love, Sarah
She places the card on the lights and speedily wraps and ties a ribbon around them. She makes sure to also tie a ribbon around the poster and add a tag.
Soon, the portal shimmers into existence above her, and she tosses both things in.
Sarah returns back outside, returning to her previous position. It’s almost like she never left at all.
[@askpokepals]
Jasper @ Apolly: Nice of ya to chat with me the other day! During that chat, I couldn't help but think of something. You seem a bit.. Different from other Jirachis; I find that really cool, actually! Hope you don't mind me asking, but why's that? Curious, that's all!
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Ah yes. The wrestler. While Apolly found it nice that she enjoyed talking with them, the nature of her question was one they were surprised no one had inquired on first.
"I'm glad." The jirachi sounded neutral as usual. Why they looked different was a question that never sounded good to be asked. To them, it usually brought to mind how people asked previously.
Why is your head so lumpy?
What's with the teeth?
Can you change your tassels?
Thankfully, the archivist knew the incineroar's question was not out of malice. It was even sensitively worded, unlike many before her.
"The answer is simple to say, but the details are complicated. I was not originally a jirachi. I was a different pokemon previously."
This gave the jirachi a cheeky idea. Now it was their turn to ask the question.
"What pokemon do you think I was?", the jirachi put their hands behind their back and swayed in the air. "I'll narrow it down somewhat. I am not one that many classify as legendary."
