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Kiko didn’t know how to properly react to Aaron’s reaction so she made a noise that was a mix of confusion and muffled screaming, “Woah woah there um….lady?” She patted him on the head, “Yeah I have like seven of them that I found in the closet once and they’ve just kinda been crashing in my room.”
"Oh please, Kiko, take me to them! I wanna adopt a little cutie! I've always wanted a Joltik and it would make me so happy if I could have one!"
"I saw this shirt and I was reminded of you so here you go." Bonus gift:
"I also thought you would enjoy these. It’s a pack of like 200 or something."
"Guess I can see where you'd get the connection from. And it ain't because I'd look like a pumpkin or anything while I'm wearing it."
"Pretty sure I'll be able to make a whole hell of a lotta use outta the second gift, too. Gonna need two hundred at the rate that shit tends to go down around here."
So how bout them ships....ah I have no idea what I'm doing right now.
"They're pretty good at sailin. Wait... does that count? I hope not. Not as in n-o-t not k-n-o-t or n-a-u-t even though they sound the fuckin same, and honestly I don't sea why anemoneone would try to make me naut speak in fuckin puns like shit this is harder than a Relicanth on steroids a'ight, shit."
"I don’t want to lose you! You’re all I have left!"
Juniper’s vision kept flickering in and out of focus. Whether that was from her fear, her difficulty breathing, or the knife was indistinguishable. Either way, movement was impossible. The last time something like this had happened, Kiko had fixed it before she could get scared. Juniper was very scared now.
She coughed and didn’t like the sound that she heard. Kiko’s hand, which had already turned hers white, squeezed harder. “We’ll fix this, Juni, don’t worry." The scientist wasn’t concerned for herself. All she could think of was leaving Kiko alone to live through the rest of time. How much effort it had taken her partner to open her heart, only for the inevitable ending to ruin everything.
She coughed again and Kiko’s denial vanished. “You can’t die! Not after all this! Not after everything…" For a few seconds, Juniper lost track of what she was saying. Staying awake was getting harder. She felt herself being shaken and focused on Kiko’s words again.
"I don’t want to lose you! You’re all I have left!"
Kiko had stopped squeezing her hand and was now embracing her. Juniper looked into her eyes. She hated seeing Kiko cry. It always gave her a little glimpse of the future. With an effort, she hugged Kiko back. She wanted to tell her that it’d be okay, but she couldn’t lie. Her vision flickered again and wouldn’t come back. She heard a loud cry—
Juniper hit the floor next to her bed and lay there for a few minutes before getting back in. She wanted her dreamless sleep back.
A friend's OC, Kiko, because birthday~!
It's someone's birthday, so I attempted a thing. ;w;
Ancient Wanderings | Drabble
Lysandre had long lost count of how many years he had lived through. Being forced far into prehistoric times did little to aid his sense of time, but he and Kiko together had a rudimentary idea at the time when modern humans began to crawl out of their caves and form tribes. They estimated upwards of 14,000 years, but they simply shaved it down to 10,000 for convenience, and to make themselves feel not quite so old.
When they reached "modern" times, they had instilled in each other one rule: do not interfere with history. Lysandre did nothing to intervene in the Great Kalos War, letting AZ carry through with his building of the Ultimate Weapon and the near-destruction of the region. They never met the immortal king in their travels, either. In fact, for the most part, they kept away from Kalos altogether.
They found themselves in the last year before Lysandre's ill-fated time machine was built. Once again, they agreed on one thing: do not interfere. Not that Lysandre would have been able to intervene regardless, of course. He had long since outgrown any human building.
Now Kiko was gone. Now he traveled the world alone. This would have suited his old self just fine, but in the absence of the one woman who traveled through time with him, he found himself lonely. He couldn't remember feeling that way before.
He reassured himself constantly that it would merely be a century, if that, before she rejoined him. Team Rocket would not live forever, and they would. These would be very long decades, though.
"Hey Mercede wanna um...have a threesome?"
"Hell yeah."
