(This was originally going to be posted on April first, but due to some life events I couldn’t post it until today.) —————————————————————— Happy (late) April fools! For today’s prank, here’s some brain thoughts I had! None of these will ever be cannon, unless pikakit wants a freaky Friday day! (That would be fun ngl). Anyways, on with the show!—————————————————————— #1: What if Eolian never left team Echo-Location? (This story takes place back ~5 years from present, when Eolian was still a noibat.) Another mission. Eolian was waddling through the woods, as Chakra and Fig were up ahead, discussing the eevee they were rescuing. Zucchini was lazily flapping about, bored with just about everything. Creampuff, however, was trotting along in the back, smiling. Eolian yawned, and that’s when he heard it. The sound of a dead tree starting to topple. Eolian turned around, looking back at Crempuff, who was observing a flower. Before Eolian could even yell, something seemed to almost artificially click inside Creampuff. She leaped out of the way, and Eolian now felt…weird. Although he should be happy his best friend didn’t die, it almost seemed as if a…rift had been formed, as if something unnatural happened. Eolian shook his head, clearing away the thoughts. They had a mission to do, and they had to do it right. (Timeskip to modern day) “ EOOOOLIAN! “ Creampuff called out, her ribbons twirling about. Eolian was hanging from the ceiling of the cave, still asleep. She groaned, walking over to where Chakra and fig where eating breakfast, talking about their side jobs as therapists. “Fig, could you wake up Eolian? We just got a rescue letter.” Creampuff stated, her ribbons waving like water. Fig nodded, twirling into the air. She flew up to Eolian, gently slapping him across the face. Eolian woke up sharply, flapping his wings a bit as he almost lost his grip. “Cmon! We just got a letter!” She smiled, twirling “Wha- Okay then!” He said, releasing his grip and folding out his wings as he landed. He leaned down, allowing Chakra to climb onto his back. Fig grabbed Creampuff with her tails, and they both leaped into the air. It was time for a rescue! (Fig and Chakra are canonically married :] ) Creampuff is dead in the actual PotHS rp. Enjoy that thought ;]
#2: What if Karblade was just a humble lightmon? (And also Plague) Karblade remembered the incident. She remembered it sharply. From the smell of the fire to the screams of the pokemon around her, the explosion of her flower shop left everyone she knew scarred. But nobody was as scarred as Karblade herself. The fire had eaten away at her face, leaving a disheveled mess of burned fur, and regret. How could she have not detected it earlier? Why was she chosen? Plague was there to comfort her through the trauma process. She always stayed so calm, and always knew what to say. Karblade was grateful for that. Often, the two of them would spend long days in flower fields, enjoying the spring blooms. Karblade couldn’t dwel in the past, for the future was much more enjoyable. And there they sat, Plague and Karblade, in the Meadow, weaving flower crowns and swapping pleasant stories. Karblade would despise her lightmon self ngl
