Before his cell partner is whisked away for the ‘Laughing Hour’ (an event he does
not want to relive because of the psychological implications it held) he would hiss to Zach,
“I’ll try to find out Pokémon in that… in the strange dreamscape. I’ll update you when I get word. Or news.”He would spend the rest of the day dreading every single thing (but the ‘Laughing Hour’ part is undeniably the worst) that they have to go through; however at the end of the day he would always insist for his cell companion to take the bed.
“Rest. You’ll need it. I’ll take care of whatever else I can.”And even
he would go to sleep after standing guard—the only
escape they have in this wretched, forsaken place.
The moment he awakened in the strange ‘metropolis’, the first thing he would do is to hit the ground running, quite literally. He knew that there were others in the same ward who were also in this place; but his priority for now was to locate both Zach’s and his own Pokémon—wherever they were.
The macabre ‘shop’ displays would pass by in a blur—however, there would be stretch where he would locate a Delphox—and not too far away, a Xatu and an Oranguru.
The strangeness of the structures—no matter how hard he would try to break the glass—would not yield under his hands.
Not too far from the three Pokémon, he would be able to find a Kadabra, a Mime Jr., and… was he imagining it, or was the ‘display’ near this group of Pokémon…
empty?
Wait, wait.
The fact that he’d managed to find five of his companion’s six Pokémon was already a win in and on itself; and so he would attempt to commit to memory this location… because they were going to be here for a while; and hopefully he would be able to bring Zach along so that the other could see that his Pokémon companions were alright.
As for his
own companions—it wouldn’t take too long for him to find an absolutely monstrous-sized ‘display’, and stuck behind the glass was…
“…Kaguya?!” he would exclaim, looking up at the sheer ridiculousness of the size of this ‘corner’; however the incredibly tiny ‘display’ not too far from where he would find his ‘moon princess’ would strike the
fear of dread right into his blood, for it was…
“Zelle… Zelle!” he would shriek, out of breath as he ran over; he was more than certain that the Phione trapped behind the display was none other than the original shit-disturber he owned before all the Wooloo family came rolling into his life.
“Come on… what the fuck…” he would hiss, looking around for something,
anything to try and smash the glass and get the little troublemaker out. She didn’t deserve to be here—in fact
nobody deserved to be here…
(Of course he would find the rest of his Pokémon; even the Stormbringer himself was trapped in one of those macabre ‘displays’…)
But where were all their things? Why couldn’t anyone find them?!
He would spend the first few nights of the dream trying to formulate something,
anything to break their Pokémon free…
And trying to come up with something,
anything to bust their Pokémon out and deliver unholy revenge against the ‘booger monkey’ that was demeaning them no matter what resistance they all put up in the waking world…
Gb5iyMaM
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Frog where are you please come save your husband!!!•
is on caretaker duty every evening especially after Zach gets subject to the Laughing Hour humiliation•
main action: dream• while in the dream world, he manages to locate Zach’s Pokémon as well as his own; however he hasn’t found the Umbreon—at least not yet anyway
• everything is just blurring together at this point…
• no Pokémon listed since they don’t have them with ‘em
• using Salac because
HELL NAW NOT THE CRIT FAIL 1 ROLL
