[Game] Lord Windos' PokeRole Adventure: Celadon City Vandel

[Lord Windos]

Spoiler

Now it was time for Arial get blush like a big tomato. It was very cute to say honestly. He also open a smile and talk. "W-well, thank you! But to be honest I could not let you be squashed to Reiner. Despite you took me, you have take care of my injuries, and also take care of my Pokemons. I could already tell in that time you was not a bad person. Just confused and alone. I could this conection with you."

Arial then return to cuddle on her girlfriend, when they heard a huge grown, like some sort of angry and wild Charizard...with have turned out to be trully Arial stomach grown. He look at Riza, clearly embarassed and apologize. "Hehe, sorry^^" Could eat to much today. I have only eat this morning, and go in some deadly mission open a hole in the stomach." Arial stand up and offer a hand to help her stand up to. After that he search in his bag until he find a Phone. "I have a few numbers of food places to ask delivery food. Maybe Pizza, Chinese food or whatever food place its open. How about we ask some food and call a day dear? It was a long day for both of us and we need to restore our energy. Also, do you mind if I sleep here tonight? I kinda to much tired to go walk to the Hotel now. And a pizza could be a good food for our Pokemon to eat. Maybe we should tell your hive about the news too? You can bring your bugs to eat with us too!"

Riza answered your semi-flustered rationalization simply by cuddling your even harder than before, as you just re-affirmed more or less that you and her have always shared a bond, one that has grown by exponential leaps and bounds in a matter of a couple of day. While the accelerated development in their relationship was no doubt aided by mind whammy shenanigans of the Psychic Cursed Arm T.P.K. (Casually renamed 'Tobius'), it couldn't account for all the strides in it. For all intents and purposes, the love between you and your vamp of a girlfriend was natural, wholesome, fulfilling and, dare it be thought, positively indulgent.

You've heard tale of a concept that could so neatly explain the how's and why's of your relationship with - to be frank - an insane, monstrous, and often bi-polar semi-reformed serial killer: she was your Soul Mate, an equal that perfectly compliment you in almost every way uniquely, for better or worse. Farfetch'd idea, but then again The Flower Festival's 'festivities' proved anything could be feasible. Besides, you were Insane yourself; through MADNESS and a sufficiently unhinged perspective, the impossible doesn't exist.

So yeah, love your cuddlebugg with are your heart and SOUL! Nothing wrong with that!

~~~

You two eventually settle on picking up a huge quantity of takeout pizza at none-descript fast food Italian restaurant (After you explained what this 'pizza' was to her) with no incident whatsoever after the both of you departed from the warehouse to continue what amounted to your first date (You two ate somewhere private, of course). Watching her timidly and then with a-gusto eating the hot tangy pies was both an endearing and fascinating sight - and a bit of a mess, but that was were the napkins were for! - and most of your (As in, only Arial's) Pokemon all had a blast chowing down and generally mingling with their brother and (from the feel of it) new sister. 

Sekmet was wholey ecstatic and cheerful about the union, Baltazar had a knowing understanding and easy going acceptance of it, and Melchior was apprehensive but ultimately chill about it since being with Riza made you so happy. Airmid had no qualms whatsoever and seemed thrilled at the pairing (Surprisingly, or not), while Asura was both regal and a total bro about it, offering a polite, respectful head bow and a noble fist bump for finding your fated partner. 

The only Pokemon of yours who was not on-board the new Rizarial Ship was your brother Gaspar, who was understandably sullen and unhappy about the whole affair, choosing to isolate himself to his Pokeball for the time being after only half-heartily eating a slice of pizza. Any attempt on your part to summon them thereafter during the night end in failure. Clearly, your metamorphic sibling's opinion isn't going to change or improve on your significant other soon, that's for sure.

Riza's own Bugs (It should be noted you had to coax her into releasing them), on the other hand, were.......distant and nebulously speculative came to mind. All of them kept a great berth of space from you and your own for the most part, with only Dragonfighter (Yanmega) and strangely enough Insectspector (Shedninja) snatching slices of gooey goodness before hastily retreating to their safe zone. 

In case you are wondering, Shedninja 'eating' consists of it just.......sticking it into his back hole, where it promptly vanished forever. Anti-climatic, but still thought provoking.

Regardless, it was clear that the Bug Lady's insects weren't so eager to fully accept you as their Hive Leader Queen Friend yet, with Buzzburner (Volcarona) and Dragonfighter being especially reluctant/dismissive (A given, since they were the ones to Fight you the night before yesterday's). Oh well, it'll happen eventually, or you two will learn how to adapt to their preferences regardless.

Eventually, your own private and 'wild' date (yet ironically much less so than Reiner's own evening activities) winds to a close, and you two return to the warehouse, finding some comfy enough mats and old packing material to use as bedding for the night. As Riza snuggles closer to your chest and slowly dozes off with you mussing her hair, you reflect just how wild this later half of the Flower Festival has been, and how much it invariably changed your life. 

Before you meet Reiner, you were an unrepentant, misanthropic madman , who's chaotic and destructive proclivity was only restrained by your sense of Survival, your family, and a bleakly cynical appreciation (read: laughing at and mocking of) of humanity's nature. Now.....well, you were still all that, but you were much more conscientious and less obnoxious about it, managed to make some human friends (some more begrudgingly than most on their end of the deal) and plenty of Pokemon ones, had an dangerously awesome (or awesomely dangerous) adventure, and found the love of your life.

On the whole, this Flower Festival wasn't really half bad at all. 

You still had unfinished business and loose ends to tie up, and the future was as unhelpfully uncertain as it even has been, but that was unimportant now. Now, you had a wonderful girlfriend to sleep away the night with, and pleasant dreams yet to come......

=~~~=

........I'm only teasing, of course..

You suddenly find yourself awake, leaning up in bed with Riza snoozing away peacefully by your side.

A little distance away from your 'bed' in the open space of the warehouse, there was suddenly an exquisitely designed white table and two sets of chairs, with what looks to be a positively delectable spread of finger foods on it, as well as what appeared to be containers of your favorite beverage and several bottles of expensive wine.

Sitting in one of those chairs, was a tall, straight raven haired, and bronze skinned woman, wearing a simple but beautiful white dress. In one hand she held a glass of burgandy liquid, and in the other.......

.....was none other than The the Cursed Arm Mamudo Eclispe.

"Oh, don't be so surprised by this piece, little jester.....and everyone else, honestly. Did anybody really think Genesis Supernova, a PSYCHIC type Move, would be able to do so much as coyly flirt with the Dark type Cursed Arm, much less harm it."

The mysterious woman chuckled to herself, whom you don't recognize in appearance but most definitely by my lovely voice, her expression riff with fey amusement.

"Oh, how utterly and hilariously naive my horrible little sister and the drake are, and yet how ever so grateful I am for their collaboration. Dragonstrike should have listened to her - Ugh, I can't believe I've said such a terrible thing now, bah! - and read between the lines Lord Windos wrote, but I can hardly blame them for that. Our hamster can be so horribly inept it at describing things at times, and believing in your own truths is far easier than accepting reality for what it is. Cest' la vie, as they say in Kalos."

She shrug lack-a-daisily, before gesturing at the other chair, and it quietly pull out from under the table and turns towards you, and the dark goddess of a woman beckons you over with a gesture, a smile, and her black and golden eyes.

"Ah, but enough of that divine comedy act! That's not why I'm here tonight, meeting with you, Arial Schrodinger. So come on and take a seat, grab some grub - its perfectly alright, trust me - and....."

My smile widens and my eyes gleam as I take a sip of wine.

"Let us begin discussing the fate of the woman cozying up by your side, shall we?"