Oh shyzer I better go to bed already! Gotta wake up early tomorrow!
“That fear need not be heeded.” Aliblu assured her. “There are no humans here, I promise that. And anything that could be taken is easily replaced. Material possessions matter little to me. Well, beyond one thing, that is.” Her eyes glanced down to the amethyst-colored stone around her neck.
“Oh my. How bad was the bump?” Most of the bandages? Had there been more, then? Although they all looked white so it was unlikely that there had been any further damage.
“It’s impossible to intrude where you’ve been invited, miss.” Aliblu chuckled softly. “Are you more partial to floral, or fruit teas?” Her full smile was out now, her stance much more relaxed than before.
“Well, sometimes humans hurt their victims for whatever material they want to steal. I find it dumb though, a mere material shouldn’t be worthy someone’s life.”
Humans were indeed strange. She pulled at her bandage again to tighten it once more. Scratching at it would make it become loose, and she had to make it firmer again. But for Arceus’ sake, that material itched so much! Cream softly waved her hand off, trying to sign that it was alright,
“Nah, no sweat, ma’am. It was more of a bother than an actual injury! Let’s say it was just some… domestic accident.”
She knew people already have their own problems. Why rub them with her own then?
“Well… I’m not really picky on tea. I like many tastes. Though sour flavors are my favorite…”
She blushed slightly, looking rather timid… well, not as timid as her husband tends to be, but still..
“It is sad that humans can be that way, isn’t it?” Aliblu sighed a bit. “But then again, there’s not much that can be done in their defense.” A thief she knew had to steal to stay alive. That thief was long gone by now, but Aliblu had a feeling wherever they were, they were doing fine.
“Oh dear. I’ve had a few of those myself, so I understand miss.” The staircase could be quite the foe if one was lugging a box up, or couldn’t see a stray toy.
“I have a few sour berry teas that might suit your tastes, then. I do caution they aren’t from this world, though. You may never have heard of them before, actually.” A soft giggle slipped out her at that. Hopefully the kitchen didn’t startle Cream too much.
Aliblu held her hand out in a polite gesture, pointing to the cobblestones that paved the way up to the house. “Shall we go?”
“Really? I’m really the eater, but I tend to be up to at least try new things!”
She remembered when she was a few years younger, refusing to try sushi because it was ‘ew raw fish’, and after tasting it, it became one of her favorite dishes.
Cream softly shifted her foot on the ground she was standing. She should stop scratching the bandage now or else it’d go loose again.
“If you insist…”
The green-haired lady started a few short and slow-paced walk, her dress barely moving because of how slow she was moving. She just still didn’t want to intrude.
Aliblu smiled a little at that. “It’s a bit silly, isn’t it? But I believe that a nice cup of tea is the best to talk over.” She lifted her head a little higher. “Besides, you won’t be a stranger once we’ve talked, will you?”
She saw the scratching. “And also, I’d like to check that over. Did you get hurt recently?” She wondered how that could’ve happened. On that note, she wondered how it was she wasn’t recognized; but maybe that was a faint silver lining. There was a kindness she was starting to recall that had come from this Cream.
“No, not silly. It’s just… how should I word it… risky, I think… I mean, I often hear about humans who act friend but turn out to be thieves or robbers when they get in their victim’s house. Not that I’m a thief, let less an human… it’s just… a little security is important.”
For the sake of the cross-eyed Noctowl, that bandage felt really itchy! Maybe she should just have put a bandaid…
She caught herself scratching at at it again when the purple-eyed lass pointed it out, actually blushing softly and placing a hand behind her head.
“O-oh don’t worry about it. It’s just the bandage itself that itches. But the bump is almost healed now so today I took off most of the bandages. No big deal, ma’am… eheh.”
She definitely felt stupid for banging her forehead against her own front door when she suddenly had a convulsion. A memo for her to use the doorknob to open the thing next time.
“… but tea sounds nice… I don’t wanna intrude though.”
“That fear need not be heeded.” Aliblu assured her. “There are no humans here, I promise that. And anything that could be taken is easily replaced. Material possessions matter little to me. Well, beyond one thing, that is.” Her eyes glanced down to the amethyst-colored stone around her neck.
“Oh my. How bad was the bump?” Most of the bandages? Had there been more, then? Although they all looked white so it was unlikely that there had been any further damage.
“It’s impossible to intrude where you’ve been invited, miss.” Aliblu chuckled softly. “Are you more partial to floral, or fruit teas?” Her full smile was out now, her stance much more relaxed than before.
“Well, sometimes humans hurt their victims for whatever material they want to steal. I find it dumb though, a mere material shouldn’t be worthy someone’s life.”
Humans were indeed strange. She pulled at her bandage again to tighten it once more. Scratching at it would make it become loose, and she had to make it firmer again. But for Arceus’ sake, that material itched so much! Cream softly waved her hand off, trying to sign that it was alright,
“Nah, no sweat, ma’am. It was more of a bother than an actual injury! Let’s say it was just some… domestic accident.”
She knew people already have their own problems. Why rub them with her own then?
“Well… I’m not really picky on tea. I like many tastes. Though sour flavors are my favorite…”
She blushed slightly, looking rather timid… well, not as timid as her husband tends to be, but still..
It took several very long moments, and by now Aliblu’s ears had lowered back to the half-drooped state they normally hung in. The bandages immediately put her into a less frantic state, and after a few more seconds she stood up, dusting off the back of her tunic.
“Hey, do you…”
She paused. After a beat, she nodded towards the house. “Feel up to a cup of tea, per chance?” The Realm would not let in someone who meant her harm. It had let her in, so… There’d be no harm in the usual kitchen chatter, would there?
Cream actually blinked, looking even more clueless. She had an even bigger feel of Deja Vu when she looked at that girl. At first she thought the rabbit ears were a headband. Those accessories were commonly used by young people at the town she tends to buy her gifts to Eridia. But she dismissed it when the ears moved like real ones.
Cream scratched at her head, a little bothered by the bandages, they itch! But it was a bit of embarrassment too.
“Sorry… I must have drifted away from the actual path… didn’t mean to get in your place out of the blue like that.”
She blinked again, quite intrigued as to how the brown haired girl hadn’t even asked her name. That’s the first thing people ask, specially before inviting someone in their place.
“Sorry but… Why would you invite a complete stranger inside your house…?”
Not that she herself meant harm—why would or should she anyway?— But inviting someone strange inside your place, does sound something dangerous to do.
Aliblu smiled a little at that. “It’s a bit silly, isn’t it? But I believe that a nice cup of tea is the best to talk over.” She lifted her head a little higher. “Besides, you won’t be a stranger once we’ve talked, will you?”
She saw the scratching. “And also, I’d like to check that over. Did you get hurt recently?” She wondered how that could’ve happened. On that note, she wondered how it was she wasn’t recognized; but maybe that was a faint silver lining. There was a kindness she was starting to recall that had come from this Cream.
“No, not silly. It’s just… how should I word it… risky, I think… I mean, I often hear about humans who act friend but turn out to be thieves or robbers when they get in their victim’s house. Not that I’m a thief, let less an human… it’s just… a little security is important.”
For the sake of the cross-eyed Noctowl, that bandage felt really itchy! Maybe she should just have put a bandaid…
She caught herself scratching at at it again when the purple-eyed lass pointed it out, actually blushing softly and placing a hand behind her head.
“O-oh don’t worry about it. It’s just the bandage itself that itches. But the bump is almost healed now so today I took off most of the bandages. No big deal, ma’am… eheh.”
She definitely felt stupid for banging her forehead against her own front door when she suddenly had a convulsion. A memo for her to use the doorknob to open the thing next time.
“… but tea sounds nice… I don’t wanna intrude though.”
Aliblu’s ear twitched again, which led her to look over to the doorway of the Realm.
And freeze.
A pale green and white figure stood there, and for a few moments the rabbit simply stared back.
Cream pulled a bit at the bandages around her head to tighten them once she felt them going loose. There were less bandages now, but she still had to keep some.
She idly looked around, a feel of Deja Vu prodding her, and noticed someone staring at her, and she simply replied the stare.
But instead of looking like she had frozen, she actually looked completely clueless.
It took several very long moments, and by now Aliblu’s ears had lowered back to the half-drooped state they normally hung in. The bandages immediately put her into a less frantic state, and after a few more seconds she stood up, dusting off the back of her tunic.
“Hey, do you…”
She paused. After a beat, she nodded towards the house. “Feel up to a cup of tea, per chance?” The Realm would not let in someone who meant her harm. It had let her in, so… There’d be no harm in the usual kitchen chatter, would there?
Cream actually blinked, looking even more clueless. She had an even bigger feel of Deja Vu when she looked at that girl. At first she thought the rabbit ears were a headband. Those accessories were commonly used by young people at the town she tends to buy her gifts to Eridia. But she dismissed it when the ears moved like real ones.
Cream scratched at her head, a little bothered by the bandages, they itch! But it was a bit of embarrassment too.
“Sorry… I must have drifted away from the actual path… didn’t mean to get in your place out of the blue like that.”
She blinked again, quite intrigued as to how the brown haired girl hadn’t even asked her name. That’s the first thing people ask, specially before inviting someone in their place.
“Sorry but… Why would you invite a complete stranger inside your house…?”
Not that she herself meant harm—why would or should she anyway?— But inviting someone strange inside your place, does sound something dangerous to do.
Aliblu’s ear twitched again, which led her to look over to the doorway of the Realm.
And freeze.
A pale green and white figure stood there, and for a few moments the rabbit simply stared back.
Cream pulled a bit at the bandages around her head to tighten them once she felt them going loose. There were less bandages now, but she still had to keep some.
She idly looked around, a feel of Deja Vu prodding her, and noticed someone staring at her, and she simply replied the stare.
But instead of looking like she had frozen, she actually looked completely clueless.
The door was open slowly, but who had attended it was her husband, Sir Lancelot. At first he looked a little clueless as he blinked, but it was briefly.
“… Oh, it is you. Do come in… my ‘Mint Pie’ is currently…. uh… rebandaging her head… but it will not take… more than… a few minutes.”
He stepped aside a bit, to let the hunter come in.
Welp, got class. I better go take the darned bus.
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I am a very insecure person :o
Apparently, we kind of share that trait..
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I’m sorry. I’m not ready yet.
Oh no! I wasn’t referring to that, Gryph! It’s not you. o:
Wherever I look, all I see is hypocrisy.
Cream was nearly horrified, he was indeed disappearing! She went closer to the fading reploid as she watched him sit down in shock. Slowly, she got down to her knees in front of him.She was very nervous, she didn’t know what to do let less what was going on! She tried to hold Night’s fading hand between hers, knowing they’d go through so she did the best she could and just keep her hands around his as if they were holding it, yet in a reassuring manner.
“L-look! Listen! I don’t know what’s going on but believe me! Everything will be alright! You can trust me! It might take a little or a lot of time but it’ll be alright! And I bet my beating heart in that!!”
Even when he became basically shapeless despite the red lights for eyes, she kept her hands around the sticking purple silhouette where his hand were, and she remained by his side even though he was basically fully faded.
“I promise you it’ll be okay!”
“Not….Going……To….Work…..”
He struggled to speak each words, as if he was breathing his last breaths, his voice sounded like a computer’s voice, not that of Zero’s voice or anything that resemble a Reploid’s voice.
“Me…Phantom……Not twins……”
He coughed painfully, red lights which acted as his eyes were slowly getting pale.
“But……Personalities….”
He coughed some more, the color of purple of his silhouette slowly fading as well, with red sparkles slowly falling down where his eyes were as well.
Cream listened to him. She couldn’t fully figure out but understood some of it. She kept her hands around his hand’s silhouette, remaining by his side.
“L-listen to me! It’s not what you are or aren’t that influences who you are!”
She shifted lightly a little closer, trying to make him feel at least a tad little safer with her presence. She wasn’t going to abandon him alone.
“You’ll be okay! I believe it! You can be who you want to be regardless of what you are or aren’t! You’ll be okay!!”
If providing him a little bit of comfort was all she could do for Night at least for now, that’s what she would do.
It didn’t take much at all, and soon the Gardevoir was back in the living room, holding what appears to be a first aid kit, along other salves and medicine stuff. Her eyes were slightly narrowed, probably from the aching bump on her head from ‘greeting’ the front door, but her green hair was hiding it from view.“I think I… have everything needed to treat your hands here. We gotta start by first cleaning all this blood off your hands then clean the wounds where they poured out from.”
She blinked when she spotted the reploid close to the front door and gave him a very deep and frustrated sigh, shutting one eye as she tried to keep her posture while her head was kind of aching.
“Geez… for the sake of Arceus. I’m trying to help! So can you kindly do me a favor and help yourself too so I can help you at all!?”
She sounded a little annoyed, but was still insisting on wanting to give him her aid, no matter how much he rejected her.
“I appreciate it, but no.” Night blankly rejected.
As he was about to turn the door knob to open the door and exit her house, he noticed that something was….. horribly wrong.
His hand. It ended up going through the knob and was…. slowly becoming see-through. And it…. flickered. Like an image.
And the blood was gone, but what was happening to him?
His entire body slowly became more and more see-through as the image of the Reploid flickered madly.
Was he malfunctioning?
‘From all the Zeros I’ve met, this one is far the champion in stubbornness…’
She was going to complain when she noticed he actually was having difficult opening the front door. It certainly wasn’t her doing, she wasn’t using her psychic powers.
“… what’s the matter? Are you okay?”
Just then she witnessed him basically become ghost, image-like, and she actually dropped her first aid and medicines on the floor from shock, widening her eyes. It looked like he was… disappearing!
“H-hey! What’s happening to you!? What’s the matter!?”
She rand to him and tried putting a hand on his shoulder, but became even more shocked when her hand didn’t touch his shoulder, it just went through it, much to a bit of her despair, but probably not as much dispair as Night himself.
“W-why are you d-disappearing!?”
His… image flickered madly, as he brought his hands up and looked at them. His colors were fading. Pretty fast.
His eyes went wide when Cream ended up going through him when she tried to touch his shoulder.
He slowly backed up against a wall, sliding down as he sat in desperation, his right hand resting on his forehead.
He looked at his right hand once more, and this time, his image flickered, but harder this time, even making a sound when he flickered.
After that, his image became a purple, flickering silhouette, with glowing red eyes, though they seemed to be… slowly fading, along with red sparkles steadily falling down from where his eyes were, as if he was…. crying.
Cream was nearly horrified, he was indeed disappearing! She went closer to the fading reploid as she watched him sit down in shock. Slowly, she got down to her knees in front of him.
She was very nervous, she didn’t know what to do let less what was going on! She tried to hold Night’s fading hand between hers, knowing they’d go through so she did the best she could and just keep her hands around his as if they were holding it, yet in a reassuring manner.
“L-look! Listen! I don’t know what’s going on but believe me! Everything will be alright! You can trust me! It might take a little or a lot of time but it’ll be alright! And I bet my beating heart in that!!”
Even when he became basically shapeless despite the red lights for eyes, she kept her hands around the sticking purple silhouette where his hand were, and she remained by his side even though he was basically fully faded.
“I promise you it’ll be okay!”
Cream was casually scratching at her head bandages. The bump wasn’t hurting at all anymore, and the bandages were a little loose already, meaning she could remove them soon.
The Gardevoir was collecting berries again, holding her semi-full basket in one hand as she plucked berries from trees with the other. She stopped for a moment to let a bunch of Rattata to rush by, before just then continuing on her path.
She went through a bush to reach a berry tree at the other side… but bumped into something that was coming the opposite way into the same bush… or rather, someone.
Cream stopped on her own dress and fell back on her bottom, holding the basket in her arms to prevent from losing it or what she collected so far.
“Oof! What the…? Who is there?”
She looked up to see an human girl, apparently just a kid. She was quite… how to word it, “round”, but not meaning fatness or chubbyness. It was more to the sense that girl looked all soft and cuddly. That was certainly an adorable kid, specially from Cream’s perspective, who adores kids.
“Oh… my bad. I hadn’t seen you coming the other way. But who might you be, little one? I’ve never seen you here before!”
Pucca had been riding on her scooter like the devil for the heck of exploring, passing by a town that had a lot of items based on those things called “pokemon”… what was a pokemon anyway? Oh well probably just a media series outside of Sooga Village.
The little Asian kept riding her devilish drive on the scooter after passing by a village of farmers— Unfortunately they didn’t have a restaurant… she was growing hungry. Oh boy, one of her 3 uncles noodles now would do wonders!
The thought of the food made Pucca lick her lips, but something caught her from the corner of her little narrow eyes. It looked like a bunch of Purple mice, but they were bigger than common mice, rushing inside a forest.
With curiosity getting the best of her, Pucca stopped in front of the forest and left her scooter there, walking inside the thick trees. She didn’t know what waited inside the forest, so it wouldn’t be wise to rush inside with the scooter.
It didn’t take too long until she bumped into something, or rather, someone. She was used to accidented ground since her village was in the mountains, so she managed to balance herself to not fall back like the other one did.
“Eeeeh!”
Pucca walked further out of the bush, and looked down at the one who bumped into her… well, she had no idea of WHAT she was, but that being certainly was very fancy-looking… she just hoped she wasn’t a nose-up, wanna-be popular lady like Ring Ring.
She softly tilted her head to the side, listening to the other one’s apologizes, and replied with a big grin followed by a brief giggle, hinting it was alright.
“Heeheehee!”
Cream blinked at the girl’s lack of speech, but felt relieved once she managed to let her know she wasn’t mad for the awkward bump.
She slowly got up and cleaned a bit of dust off her dress, holding her berry basket in one hand; She smiled apologetically to the kid, trying to also hint her it was alright from her end too.
Though Cream couldn’t help but wonder WHY she was there, out of all the places. Once on her feet, she sure was taller than the young human.
“But why are you here, little one? I take you’re pretty far away from home, aren’t you? And what’s your name?”
“Hmmm…”
Pucca seemed thoughtful for a moment, placing a hand on her chin quietly. But her smile soon returned as an idea struck her, and she pulled out what looked like some kind of card, like one of those… how are them called again? “Get-Better cards”? Oh well. Once handing it to the pale, green-haired lass, Pucca just stood there, letting her read it.
The outside of the card was pink with a big red heart at the cover. Once opened, it read:
“Pucca, from Sooga Village.”
Simple and short… because Pucca had used the rest of the paper to draw hearts and some sort of sketches of what looked like a ninja boy.
Now with her name no longer unknown, Pucca had her big grin again, waving her hellos with her arm a little excitedly.
Aw, how cute. One of those Get-Better cards. Cream would often see those for sale at the town where she tends to buy the gifts she gets for Eridia. She should maybe buy a load of those cards next time she goes there…
Opening the card, the first things that caught her attention was actually all the doodles in there. Hearts , and a certain boy drawn everywhere. Maybe the boy was someone she liked?
Just then she noticed the short text, and she read it out loud.
“… Pucca…. Sooga Village… Hm.”
The Gardevoir lowered the card from her view, seeing the human Chinese girl grinning and waving to her. Dang, why are kids so dang cute!?
“So your name’s Pucca? That’s a pretty different, but adorable none the less!”
Indeed it was. Sounded like the name of something really squishy and huggable, haha. Cream couldn’t help but smile at Pucca’s eagerness.
“But I’ve never heard of this Sooga Village before… must be very far away from here then, I guess?”
“Eheheheheh!”
Pucca let out one of her famous giggles. If a stranger found her cute, Garu certainly does so too despite not showing it, right?
Just then the dango hairstyled kid noticed Cream’s basket full of goodies, and that moment she placed a hand on her belly, feeling like there was a sumo fighter stomping in the empty ground of her stomach, letting out a loud sound.
Pucca softly licked her lips again at the thought of eating noodles, then pulled out an empty oriental bowl, one of those used to eat noodles, and showed it to the Gardevoir.
“Ah?”
Certainly she was hungry, and wanted to know if Cream could give her something to eat.
What was that sound? Sounded like a Snorlax that had just woke from an hibernation with en empty belly. Definitely was a pretty peculiar sound.
Next thing she knew, the kids was showing her a clean empty eating/dishing bowl. That, along with that fainting Wailord sound, made it clean for Cream as to what was the matter.
“Aw, you poor thing. You do look very hungry! Why don’t you join me for now? I’ll make some snacks with those berries once we get home!”
Why not? Something Cream totally would not do was let Pucca there starving.
Seeing Cream’s generous offer, Pucca actually jumped for joy a bit, very happy. Oh dear, she would take her belly out of misery soon, how delightful!
What a nice, generous lady she bumped into! She was pretty and nice at the same time! Definitely nothing like Ring Ring, who cares only about her exterior beauty.
Usually Pucca was a little picky as to what to eat, but now she was so hungry she’d eat anything Cream made. Why, someone so pretty can’t cook so bad, right?
“Yay!”
Seeing Pucca’s eagerness, the Psychic type couldn’t help but to chuckle slightly. It was amazing how that kid could still be so energetic despite being hungry like that.
“My house’s not too far from here. Follow me and we’ll be there in no time, little one!”
Cream motioned Pucca to follow her, into deeper in the forest as he house was in the thickest area. It could be a bit of a tricky trip for those not familiar enough with the place, but it held no danger at all.
It didn’t take much at all, and soon the Gardevoir was back in the living room, holding what appears to be a first aid kit, along other salves and medicine stuff. Her eyes were slightly narrowed, probably from the aching bump on her head from ‘greeting’ the front door, but her green hair was hiding it from view.“I think I… have everything needed to treat your hands here. We gotta start by first cleaning all this blood off your hands then clean the wounds where they poured out from.”
She blinked when she spotted the reploid close to the front door and gave him a very deep and frustrated sigh, shutting one eye as she tried to keep her posture while her head was kind of aching.
“Geez… for the sake of Arceus. I’m trying to help! So can you kindly do me a favor and help yourself too so I can help you at all!?”
She sounded a little annoyed, but was still insisting on wanting to give him her aid, no matter how much he rejected her.
“I appreciate it, but no.” Night blankly rejected.
As he was about to turn the door knob to open the door and exit her house, he noticed that something was….. horribly wrong.
His hand. It ended up going through the knob and was…. slowly becoming see-through. And it…. flickered. Like an image.
And the blood was gone, but what was happening to him?
His entire body slowly became more and more see-through as the image of the Reploid flickered madly.
Was he malfunctioning?
‘From all the Zeros I’ve met, this one is far the champion in stubbornness…’
She was going to complain when she noticed he actually was having difficult opening the front door. It certainly wasn’t her doing, she wasn’t using her psychic powers.
“… what’s the matter? Are you okay?”
Just then she witnessed him basically become ghost, image-like, and she actually dropped her first aid and medicines on the floor from shock, widening her eyes. It looked like he was… disappearing!
“H-hey! What’s happening to you!? What’s the matter!?”
She rand to him and tried putting a hand on his shoulder, but became even more shocked when her hand didn’t touch his shoulder, it just went through it, much to a bit of her despair, but probably not as much dispair as Night himself.
“W-why are you d-disappearing!?”