November Event Week 2- Fend Off the Gengar!

“This is awful, ya know.”

“Faulkner, yes, I know.  You’ve made your point,” Viktor replied with a grimace, turning and trying to tune out the eye-numbingly pink annoyance before him.

“They’re makin’ a mockery out of our species, Viktor!  Simply terrible.  How dare they!”
Viktor groaned, taking his glasses off to rub at his eyes before turning back to Faulkner, shooting daggers at the other Gengar.

“We just have to make sure Elle stays safe, Faulkner.  Shut your mouth and stay vigilant,” He sighed, taking a seat beside Elle’s beside.  His eyes flicked up to her sleeping figure, just for a moment, before turning back to the floor, red eyes distant and wistful.  

Silvia, his daughter, seemed to be one of the most distraught out of all the pokemon on the ranch.  She hadn’t left Elle’s side, cuddled up by her side and hugging her arm.  Elle and Silvia did everything together.  She was always on her shoulder as the girl bounded into the forest, it seemed like.

“It’s okay if Faulkner’s mad, daddy,” The Whimsicott/Gengar spoke up, raising her head a bit to face Viktor.  He straightened, giving his daughter a tired smile.  

“Yes, it’s okay to be upset.  I know you are, dear.”

Silvia nodded, nuzzling Elle’s forehead with her fluff.

“I-I’m just scared she’ll never wake up,” The cross gasped, tearing up for the second time that morning.  The ghost pokemon had a big heart.  Viktor supposed he got that from her mother, because it certainly didn’t come from him.

He sighed, floating over to Silvia’s side, petting her fluff lovingly.

“I know, I know, dear.  It’s okay to be scared.  It’s just Faulkner over here never seems to shut up when he gets on a topic,” The Gengar added, eyes hardening as he shot a look back at the fairy Gengar.

Faulkner stuck his tongue out, brows furrowing.

“I’m just saying what weird irony this is, Vikky!”

“What did I say about you calling me th—”

“I mean,” Faulkner continued, completely ignoring Viktor.  “Gengar is Miss Elle’s favorite pokemon, and now they’re attacking her, as well as the other good people of Nation!”

The conversation ceased at a sudden ear-piercing roar from outside, followed by a terrified shriek.
Faulkner paused, looking toward the window, eyes wide, before he shook his head and rested back against the wall.

“Does Cromwell reallyhave to be so dramatic?  We know, we know you’re a strong dragon, Sir Cromwell!”

Silvia actually managed to giggle as Faulkner begrudgingly shouted at the window.

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“Saria, behind you!” Cromwell called as his other head chomped down on a Gengar that had gotten him with a shadow claw.

“I’m on it!” The newly evolved dragon bunny called, turning quickly to face the Gengar.  She dodged a dark pulse then bounced up high into the air.  The Gengar snarled before realizing what a pickle he was in.  He began to float away, but Saria was already coming back down and stomped the Gengar with all the force in her body.

She had been cute when she was a Buneary/Cleffa/Dratini, but now that she was evolved…Cromwell shook his head, not wanting to let the enemy see him blush.  She was sleek beauty and power, all in one.

Plus, she was taller than him now.  He still wasn’t quite sure how he felt about that.

“You’ve been practicing, haven’t you?” Cromwell called with a chuckle, flames coursing around his body as he tackled into another Gengar with a flame wheel attack.

“A bit, yeah!  Can you tell?” Saria replied, waggling her finger and using her new Metronome attack.  She seemed confused, as if her feet had a mind of their own, as she stomped the ground, causing an earthquake.

“C-careful!” Cromwell grunted as he was blasted off his feet, landing on his back.

The Mega Gengars, lacking the ability levitate now, were hit as well.  They shrieked, fleeing with the little HP they had left.

“Oh-oh, baby, I’m so sorry!” Saria cried out, running to her Lifemate, biting her lip in concern as she helped push him back onto his feet.

“Y-you’re fine, I just…wasn’t expecting it,” He muttered, shaking the attack off with a laugh.

“That was a barrel full of fun!” Crommy cried out, seeming quite excited by the attack.

“I will admit, the fight was…exhilarating.  And you are an excellent fighter, Saria,” Cromwell admitted, a dark green blushed lighting up his face.

“Aww, thank you so much, Cromwell.  You’re almost as good as me,” She joked, leaning down a little to bestow a kiss on one forehead, and then the other.

“Ex-excuse me,” Cromwell sputtered, still taken aback by these small tokens of affection.  “Anyways, I appreciate the help with fending off the attackers from our ranch leader.  If you hadn’t been here…truth be told, I don’t think I could have handled them all by myself.”

“It’s no problem.  I just want to know what’s gotten these Gengars so riled up, you know?” She sighed, looking out toward the direction of where the aggressive ghost pokemon had spawned from.