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[shiro2hero]

[It's the Indigo Plateau. Still cold, still looking as chilly and mountainous as ever. With a notable exception - namely, a bedraggled-looking Shiro and his equally bedraggled team of pokemon. They're all crowding around him, trying to get a look at the camera.]

[Shiro is... grinning? Widely. He looks happier than he's looked in a long time, with one arm slung around his Aggron's broad neck, the other holding the camera out as far as possible.]

- Okay, okay! Come on. It's recording, guys, get in here.

[Umbreon hops up onto his shoulder, fur a little singed, sticking up in weird places. Marowak peers up from the bottom of the screen - helmet dinged and nicked in places. Gallade wiggles in, Gengar waving delightedly - lifting its hand up over the top of Gallade's head. Which... means Incineroar just flat out picks up Gallade to get in on this too, all of them squishing in with their Trainer like it's a big class photo.]

Hi everyone. Long time no chat. We've been busy up here... had a bad run first off, but the team pulled it together. They pulled it together really well.

[With a chorus of Pokemon agreement.]

And that means?

You're looking at the 13th Champions of the League.

[More loud, boistrous Pokemon cheering. Incineroar ends up dropping Gallade to scoop Shiro up instead. There's not much else he can do - and ends up fumbling the 'gear. It lands face-up, thankfully, for more shots of celebrating Pokemon.]

[Celebrating pokemon and Shiro's bemused, final statement - ]

... guys, we need to go back and apologize to Bruno again. Calm - calm down a minute! You didn't let me say it on the recording - !

[/END FEED.]




[Except for a final text.]

Formal apology goes to Bruno. Again. I swear I can count to four.

Comments

[fingersandteeth]

Yeah. They could be a minor gym prize or something.

Huh. Too bad we probably can't get Fake Mom to start putting them in everyone's bags.

[shiro2hero]

Or at least put them in the first town. Somehow.

... I haven't thought about that fake mother in forever, wow.

[fingersandteeth]

I'm sort of low-key fascinated with her, honestly. I mean, everyone agrees that it was the llama god of this world that bring us here, right? Did the space llama create her to greet everyone and give them pokemon and bags? If he did then why did he decide she had to play the roll of "Mom" for people?

[The fact that he's never met her, because Rocket, honestly just makes her more intriguing.]

[shiro2hero]

... Llama...? Oh. Arceus! I - [He is trying so hard not to start laughing.] Llama god.

[So hard. So hard not to laugh.]

I don't think that's a question anyone can really answer.

[fingersandteeth]

Look, he was first described to me as a llama from space and that description seems pretty apt from every illustration I've seen.

[shiro2hero]

[... yeah there he goes. If he weren't standing, he'd probably curl up like a cooked shrimp from laughter.]

God Llama.

[fingersandteeth]

Blame my ex-.

[shiro2hero]

[Well. Great. Now he has to sit down. Thankfully, his Aggron is right there, and used to providing its tail as a chair.]

[Because he's laughing too hard to breathe.]

[fingersandteeth]

[Steven may have his arms crossed in front of him by now.]

[shiro2hero]

Sorry - sorry.

I can't help it...

[fingersandteeth]

I'm so glad I amuse you.

[Are you, Steven? Because it sure does't sound like you are.]

[shiro2hero]

Sorry.

Really. I'm done.

[fingersandteeth]

Okay. Good.



But seriously, congratulations, Shiro.

[shiro2hero]

Thanks.

And... sorry. You just caught me way... way off guard.

[fingersandteeth]

No, it's fine. I shouldn't have been so touchy.

[shiro2hero]

No harm done all around.