#rewind prompt

[ask-ivory-the-zangoose]

⟲! (Rewind if it doesn't show up)

“Do doo do ♪…hmm? O-oh my goodness! S-sir, are you okay?!”

“Ugh…wh-what..? Uh..I’m okay, I think..”

“W-What happened to you?!”

“I uh… I think i got knocked out.. The last thing I remember was a Machoke laughing and walking away with somethin’ in his hands..Wait a minute, where’s my bag?! Aw shit, he took my stuff!”

“I-Is there anyway I could help you g-get it back?”

“Huh? I dunno, you don’t look very strong..a litttle weak-looking, to be honest.”

“Excuse me?”

“Hey, I’m just saying, you look too fluffy to be danger-OUCH! SWEET ARCEUS THAT HURT”

“Hmph.”

“Sorry, sorry… you throw a good punch. So um..will you help me get my stuff back?”

“Of course. My name is Ivory, by the way.”

“Nice to meet ya, the name’s Ryder.”

[ask-ivory-the-zangoose]

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“Ivory, I expected more from you.”

“I-I’m sorry, ma’am, I-I tried the best I c-could, I-”

“I don’t need your excuses. You and your team have failed the one mission I gave you. Go to your quarters, no dinner for you tonight.”

“…..yes, Guildmaster..”

“Oh, and Ivory?”

“Y-yes ma’am?”

“Tell your other members what I said. Hopefully a night with no food will teach you a bit of a lesson.”

“Yes, Guildmaster…”

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“H-Hey, I think I found something!”

“Huh? Lemme see.”

“Look, it’s one of the treasures we were looking for!”

“Heck yeah, let’s get it and go!”

A sudden voice came from across the room, echoing throughout the dungeon.

“RYDER NO ITS A TR-aaand you’re already holding it.”

“Oops.”

[ask-ivory-the-zangoose]

⟲?

“The stars are so beautiful...”

“Mhm”

“They’ve always fascinated me, y’know? They’re these gigantic balls of dust and stuff miles and miles away in space, and there’s thousands of them everywhere.”

“Mmmhm”

“And we’re made of the same things! We’re living stardust, Max. We share the same things as them.”

“Mmmmhm”

“I-I’m sorry, I just realized I’ve been rambling! I’m v-very sorry..”

“No no, I like listening to you. You have a beautiful way of talking.”

“..Th-thanks.”

“No problem, Ivory..”

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“Hey guys, I’m h- WHY THE HELL IS THE HOUSE ON FIRE”

“I’M SORRY IVORY WE’RE TRYING TO FIX IT”

“WHAT THE HECK MAN WHAT DID YOU EVEN DO”

“I TRIED TO COOK SOMETHING”

“WE TALKED ABOUT THIS”

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“Yo Ivory, I’m home! What’s for dinner?”

“ ‘What’s for dinner?’ Excuse me, but where have you been? I sent the others out to look for you an hour ago!”

“Sorry, sorry. I shoulda told ya beforehand. I was out getting something for ya.”

“W-wait, what?”

He handed a small box to Ivory. It was small but very cute, with a little blue ribbon on top.

Ivory raised an eyebrow but proceeded to open it. Her eyes widened as she saw its contents.

“D-Do ya like it? I thought it would look nice on ya. It even matches your claws! Although, you don’t have em out very much-”

His sentence was cut short as Ivory hugged him tightly. “I love it!! Thank you! Just be sure to warn us next time you’re gonna be late, okay?”

“Gotcha.”