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"Not around here anyways." Aubrey said.

"You obviously never met Tails..." Freth spoke up.

"Who?"

"You might as well say mine and Blizzard's son." This got a surprised look out of Aubrey. "What?"

"You didn't tell me that-"

"It's not like that. Adopted." she said. "Actually, adopted two unintentionally."

"Oh...do you plan-"

"Getting there."

"Married?"

"Not yet."

"...you two are complicated." Aubrey then said.

"Tell me about it."

"...Night would probably join you in that." Freth said.

"Well, is there anything else that I can help you two with? Anything thing that I can help you with?" Aubrey asked.

Will turned his head to respond. "I'm fine, thanks." He then turned it back to face straight forward. It wasn't nervousness. He'd gotten over that since his entry mission. Okay, maybe it was still a little bit of nervousness. But Will liked to believe it wasn't.

"Yeah, I'm sure she would. That is, if she ever decides to come back." Eve said before shaking her head towards Aubrey, "No thanks, I'm good. I will come back again, though, for more berries. Just to warn you, though, I'll probably have my Kirlia teleport me directly in the store next time. If for nothing else than to avoid the stench of the city, not entirely fond of it."

Tristen found his way from the hallway, feeling a little anxious now that Tails has been missing even longer now. He had confidence that his brother is well and all, but at the same time, no word...at all. Not even so much as a hint of a sign. His Natu was perched on his head, trying to figure out some way to snap the boy out of this trance. The bird then looked ahead.

"NATU NATU!"

"Huh?"

Then the thought train de-railed when Tristen bumped into the Pachirisu hybrid. "OOOO! Sorry!" What was about to be a near panic was then a bit of confusion. He hadn't seen this one around here before. A Pachirisu hybrid? Though he thought that the stripes were blue instead of pink. Hair dye like what Night put in Sub's hair that one time? "Uh..."

"Tristen." The electrike kid spoke up. "Are you new here? I don't think I seen you around here bef-"

"Tristen, you coming or what!?" A voice from a ways off. "I thought you wanted to practice that Thunderbolt attack of yours!"

"Sorry, Blizz! Be there in a minute!" he shouted back.

Darts had been on a journey of the surreal shortly after his hybridization. His jacket was now the only thing anchoring his slightly incorporeal form to this plane of existence, and coffee was the only thing keeping him sane, but this was different. He had to take a leave of absence, a sabbatical to attempt to understand the strange new powers that had warped his body. He wasn't comfortable with his new form yet though, even as he consulted with people who claimed to be experts in the field of paranormality, people like Morty, who welcomed Darts on the basis of curiosity, and Agatha who refused to see him based on his low status as a no-name trainer. Nothing they tried, no herbal remedies, no binding seals, nothing had brought him relief from his state of inbetween. "Well." The Giratina hybrid sighs, looking up at the headquarters. "Looks like we've come full circle, eh jackety?" His jacket waved feebly in response. His tactile control and response from the nigh-living organism draped over his shoulders had increased only slightly, and it was still odd to have a jacket for an arm, but he had had more time to adjust. The crest covering most of his head winks slightly in the lights coming from the HQ, illuminating his form as he reaches a hand and opens the door. Maybe here, where it happened, with people who had gone through the same thing, he would find solace.