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“Now,” Arezu began whistfully, “Not to pit two exquisite Ladies against each other, but - if they had to fight, who do you think would win between Lady Lilligant and Lady Sneasler?”

“Sneasler,” Ingo replied instantly.

There was a hot second of stunned silence.

“No hesitation, huh,” Mai noted.

“I am basing myself purely on typing,” the man began explaining as he briefly stopped carving the second wooden spoon he would give as a traditional wedding gift to Palina and Iscan: “If both had been pure Fighting it would have been a perfectly fair fight, but Lilligant has the disadvantage of being part Grass, which Poison happens to be supereffective against.”

“That’s why your Tangela hates me,” Melli commented.

“She does not,” Ingo replied.

“Why does she suffocate me then?”

“I have told you already, her hugs are not an attempt at your life, she is simply made out of a mass of vines which can sometimes result in hazardous situations despite her best intentions.”

“Is there someone Lady Lilligant could take on?” Arezu distracted them.

Ingo turned to her without missing a beat: “Avalugg, Basculegion, and possibly Kleavor, though it would be a very tight match.”

“No she could not take on Lord Avalugg!” Gaeric blurted out.

“He is doubly weak to Fighting and his Rock type would not do him many favors against Grass,” the other man replied, shattering his hopes in one fell swoop.

“But he’s-!” the warden fumbled on his words for a moment, waving his arms vehemently to find a comprehensible enough way to explain himself before having to resort to just: “Big!”

“Fair argument!” Ingo admitted. “But typing wise, he’d be done for. It’s a very unfortunate pair, mostly on account of neither type covering the other’s weaknesses. He would similarly lose against Sneasler, Arcanine, Basculegion, Electrode, Kleavor, and... No, that should be it, I believe. Ursaluna would would put up a valuable effort, but wouldn't survive the Ice. My condolences, Miss Calaba.”

The woman didn’t even move from where she napped, just gave him an ok.

Melli laughed at the disheartened Gaeric.

Mai smacked him to get him to stop.

“He’d be good against Braviary,” Sabi predicted.

That got her a gentle pat on her head, away from the braids she was getting done: “Indeed,” Ingo nodded, “Flying is weak to both Ice and Rock. He’d also fare pretty badly against Kleavor - Bugs are awful for Psychic types.”

“But he’d be good against Sneasler?”

“Oh, he’d decimate her. Both of his types are supereffective against her. Wyrdeer too, she’d have no chance against him. For more information on how weak Poison is to Psychic please refer to Melli and his many defeats at the spoons of Alakazam.” and he ducked to evade a halfhearted slap. “Also Ursaluna! Ground is another powerful weakness of the vitriolic type. Congratulations, Miss Calaba.”

She gave him a thumbs up and continued not caring.

Palina hummed, struggling for a moment with Sabi’s green hair as she tried to untangle a knot: “How’d my young Lord do?” she asked with genuine curiousity: “He hasn’t been mentioned much, has he?”

“Fire type seldom has trouble in matchups, so he’d be fairly fortunate in a fight against most of his fellow Nobles...” the expert mumbled: “Lilligant, Kleavor, Avalugg as I’ve mentioned, Electrode - Ursaluna would asphalt him, though. Together with Basculegion they are his worst enemies. In a fight, of course, I’m well aware they’re on excellent terms.”

Iscan waved a little to reassure him: “The Lord isn’t a big fighter anyways, he probably wouldn’t do too well.”

“Oh, he’d be quite good actually! Plenty of the Nobles would be in trouble against his Water and Ghost combination, he’s rather fiersome! Electrode is the only one to be a total threat to him - those two are probably the ones to look out for the most. Terrific typings, the both of them.”

His sleeve was tugged to take him out of his musings: Lian twisted his mouth at him to properly figure out how to express his question, looking particularly pissed as he side-eyed what Ingo refused to look at but knew was probably a very smug Diamond warden with a burning desire to bury the guy alive, which would have severely worsened not just inter-clan relationships but also the fairly relaxed gathering they were having.

“So - this is all just, theories, right,” the kid began.

“Yes, based on types.”

Lian hummed deeply, pressing his mouth flat, and a fairly well-known feeling he could only denominate as Oh No took over Ingo as he dreaded the question.

“So you could tell who would win between Almighty Palkia and Dialga?”

Now that was something not to be touched with a 25 and a half foot pole, as evidenced by the other Pearl wardens shooting a glare at Lian and most of their Diamond counterparts paling notably.

Ingo, bless his heart, completely lost the religious implications somewhere in the cogs of his battle-analitycal machine churning in his brain.

“That would require an actual battle to be determined, actually!” he answered without missing a beat: “Both of them are Dragon types, meaning they have at the same time a massive advantage and disadvantage on one another, so effectively the chance at one prevailing over the other just based on that is rendered null, and since their secondary typings of Steel and Water are completely neutral to one another, a fight between the two of them would end up being rather balanced. It would also probably be an incredible spectacle with a very high chance of completely tearing reality as we know it apart according to professor Laventon’s studies, so it would be best for them and the rest of the world to remain on good terms and never have the chance to settle the score between them if they had any to settle.”

The young warden mumbled an agreement.

Not the way anybody expected a bomb like that to be defused.

But oh thank fuck it worked!

“What about the third one?” Iscan asked meekly. “The worm?”

Ingo buffered for a second: “Dragon-Ghost,” he recalled. “Same exact situation as the other two. No certain prevailing, and we should hope not to find out.”

“Ghost is good against Ghost, right?” Palina intervened.

The man nodded. A funny thought striked him: “With enough determination, it could be taken down by Basculegion. And by Avalugg as well.”

Gaeric cheered at his Lord’s good honor being restored.

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smallestapplin · 2 years

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as someone with hypersomnia, ive scared people.

slept for 3 days once.

imagine the poor mc scaring everyone like that.

they wake up and everyones crying cause they think your dying (granted you havent eaten in 3 days but still)

Your sleep schedule has been a mess. All day almost every day and night you’ve been working, mission this and mission that, you’re exhausted.

Today had been the first day you had gotten home at a reasonable hour and the second your body touched your futon you were out.

The warmth or your blanket and the softness of the mattress made the perfect cozy cocoon, it felt like a cloud with the week you’ve had.

Rei was sent that morning to get you, you hadn’t gotten up yet and the commander was getting agitated the longer you weren’t in his office.

He knocks on your door and calls out “hey hero! You up?” He continues knocking for a bit before waiting.

There was no sound of movement on the other side, man survey work must’ve taken a lot out of you!

“Hey, I’m coming in, if that’s okay!” Ever the sweet boy.

Gentle sliding the door open just enough to peek in. Seeing your still asleep he walks in.

Sitting beside you Rei tries to gently shake you awake.

“Come on wake up, rise and shine! We got the whole day ahead of us!”

His shaking gets more and more aggressive trying to wake you up before he yanks your blanket off of you, and when that didn’t work he took your pillow from under your head and started hitting you with it.

“This isn’t funny, how can you be such a heavy sleeper!?”

The more he continues the more his frustration turns into worry. Why aren’t you waking up? You’re still breathing but no matter what he has done you don’t budge.

“Okay I’ll be back!” Rei tries not to panic, where you hit by some Pokémon attack?

He rushes back to but goes try to Cyllene’s office.

“The hero won’t wake up.” His voice breaks a little.

The stoic woman looks up for her paperwork “what do you mean they won’t wake up?”

Laventon pokes his head in from his office “everything alright? Usually they are up by now.”

“That’s what I thought!” Rei cries “but I shook them as hard as I could, called for them as loud as I could without getting a complaint, and even took their blanket off them, I even hit them with their pillow! Nothing! They didn’t even twitch!”

Laventon and Cyllene share a look.

“I’ll go check on them.” The professor heads out the door with his assistant following close behind.

Cyllene only hopes they come back with a drowsy you.

Laventon does what he can, he made some Galarian curry, the warmth and smell of the homemade dish didn’t wake you, a whistling tea kettle didn’t wake you, both of their yelling didn’t wake you.

Laventon picks you up “we are taking them to the medical ward, in form the others.”

Rei rushes ahead of the professor so Pesselle gets ready, once he does that he in forms the commander, knowing Cyllene’s office door is open and will see Laventon.

Cyllene barely holds back a gasp when she sees Laventon bringing you in.

“Were they attacked last night?” The captain meets Laventon before he can continue and takes you in her arms.

“I’m not sure, they made no moves other than breathing.”

Cyllene cusses under her breathe and moves you to the medical bay.

“I already have the bed set up over there please.”

Setting you on the bed Cyllene is swiftly moves away by Pesselle. The nurse quickly checking you over, moving your limbs to see if there is anything out of place or wounds.

When those don’t work she turns to the captain “they have a Blissey, right? Professor said those are good at sensing when someone is hurt, could you by any chance go get one for me?”

Cyllene didn’t need to be told twice and was at the pastures within seconds.

Your Pokémon there perk up at the sight of her, gently letting out happy sounds from each one.

“Is there a Blissey in the pastures?” The stoic woman asks the worker.

“Oh yes, she usually stays around the smaller Pokémon go tend to them in the back over there.”

“Perfect.”

The pasture worker screams as Cyllene hops the fence with easy, your Pokémon have noticed her stressed emotions and actively call for the big pink Pokémon.

Who comes rushing towards her.

“Hello, I require you assistance for a moment, please follow me.”

With a joyful cry the Pokémon follows Cyllene through the field, opening the gate herself and allowing the healing Pokémon free.

“I’m sorry but-“

Cyllene doesn’t stop to listen, making her way to where you were.

“I’ve brought the Pokémon.”

The Blissey cheers at seeing your sleeping form and bounces around happily, but makes no move to start healing or tending to you. In fact Blissey sits down and starts rocking and falling asleep.

“Laventon.” Cyllene doesn’t take her eye off you.

“Blissey’s are natural healers.” He starts.

“So that must mean there is nothing wrong with them.” Pesselle finishes.

The room is filled with sighs of relief, but then confusion.

“They why won’t they wake up?”

“Possibly the worlds heaviest sleeper? I’m sure they will come around.” Rei adds.

“Abra.” The Pokémon instantly teleports in “I wish for you to stay here and keep watch over the hero, if they wake you are to report back to me.”

The floating Pokémon makes a confirming sound and makes a spot floating beside you.

“Everyone else, back to your orders.”

And they did, occasionally checking on you to see if you’ve woken up yet. Cyllene gets increasingly more worried when by the end of the day her Abra doesn’t come to her at all.

She peeks in and finds you haven’t moved, neither as your Blissey or her Abra.

She hope in the morning you’ll be up.

But you never did.

The next morning the room is exactly how it was left as were you.

“Where is the hero?” Kamado was at Cyllene’s desk those time.

“They are still asleep sir, Abra has not alerted me to any movements or them waking up, I am concerned by this, it’s been over twenty-four hours.”

Kamado huffs “have you tried pouring water over them?”

“I’m positive if Pesselle doesn’t end you for ruining her sheets, I will.” She stops her work and stares at the man in front of her.

“Then what are we to do? We need them out there.”

“If you are so concerned about filling the pokedex then why don’t you go do it?”

Kamado stops talking and crosses his arms.

“If you don’t wish to talk to the clan leaders about why the hero hasn’t showed up to help them direct them to me.” She returns to reviewing reports.

Kamado leaves for his office just as Rei and Laventon show up.

“Are they awake yet?” Rei asks excitedly.

“I’m afraid not.” The swordswoman sighs a Rei’s dejected face.

Laventon looks towards you in worry.

“And Blissey hasn’t indicted something wrong?”

“Also no.”

The three sigh, worried about your condition.

The silence is broken by a sniffle “a-are they dying?”

“What? No not at all Rei! If they were dying, hurt, or ill, Blissey would’ve let us know.”

Laventon shushes the boy gently, hugging him and rubbing circles on his back.

“I apologize for the interruption-“

“I don’t, where are they!”

The three look towards the door and see Ingo and Lian standing there.

“I’m sorry for his outburst, we haven’t heard from the hero and we are getting worried.” Ingo tilts his hat down.

Lian puts his hands on his hips “they promised to hang out with me today, but it’s almost evening, where are they!…..Rei?”

Both warden’s look concerned while Rei furiously wipes away his tears.

“A-are they?” Lian’s bottom lip quivers.

“Did they?” Ingo asks softly.

“No no! They are fine!”

Laventon speaks “it’s been over twenty-four hours, probably more than forty-eight hours, and they still haven’t woken up.”

“We have tried everything! And I just..I was getting worried.”

“They have been asleep for two days?” Ingo sounds surprised, sure you’re always sleepy and tired, but that long?

“Yes, Abra is set to alert Cyllene if they wake up, and their Blissey has basically told us there is nothing wrong with them.” Laventon hums.

The two warden’s visit you where you slept.

Blissey jumping up happily at the sight of them.

“Is there anything we can do to help?”

The professor shakes his head “I’m afraid not, it’s just a waiting game now.”

“Then we stay here until they wake up.” Lian declares, sitting beside you.

“Lian we have work to do, and you have a noble to tend to.” The older warden says tenderly.

“Lord Kleavor will understand! He likes big sib anyways.”

Ingo sighs “should we tell everyone else?”

“Oh no, if this is just something small it would cause a big fuss over nothing, we don’t want to start chaos.” Cyllene waves him off.

That night Lian laid on the bed next to yours waiting for you to wake up.

Rei laid with him hoping that whatever was listening would wake you. He weeps silently.

Cyllene closed all doors to her office and allowed herself to shed a tear, her worry for you is immense.

Laventon cries into the desk, what if you are dying? What if you’re too far gone and that’s why Blissey isn’t reacting, cause there is nothing she can do.

Ingo stayed in Jubilife that night as well, but he couldn’t sleep, he kept walking around the Village and stop by to spend time with your Pokémon, before going back to the medical bay and checkin on you and the boys.

You blink your eyes lazily, groaning as your stretch, bones popping while you fall limp once more to the bed.

Man last night sleep felt great.

You scream when the door flings open, Cyllene, Laventon, and Ingo stood there wide eyed.

The noise woke up Lian and Rei who awaken with a start.

“You’re awake!” Laventon cries.

“Oh thank the Sinnoh’s.” Cyllene sighs.

“You had us worried.” Ingo laughs in relief.

“YOU’RE AWAKE!”

You’re suddenly tackled and pulled into a snug group hug by Lian and Rei.

“Guys what the hell, I was just asleep.” You speak through a yawn.

“Dear you were asleep for three days, we have a right to be worried!” The other stare in disbelief at you.

“Now that you mention it, I am hungry and a bit thirsty, can-“

You didn’t even get to finish your sentence when Ingo and Laventon ran off to fetch those things for you.

“We thought you were dying!” Rei cries this time.

“Guys please, I was just really tired.”

Cyllene clears her throat “I will be making sure your hours are cut then, I do not want a repeat of this.”

“Cyllene, as much as I love how much you guys care for me you can’t do that, it’s not something that can be stopped.”

Their confused faces tell you you’re going to need to explain what hypersomnia is.

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