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 Posted: Apr 26 2018, 10:24 AM
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"D-do you think they'll be nice Free?" Ridley whispered to the resting Pokemon around his neck, reaching a hand up to possibly scratch at the itchy skin, but moving on to letting his partner affectionately. Once again, with Free out, he was talking a bit better and didn't itch as much, her assistance was nice, especially with this new situation. But if there was one thing that Free couldn't do, it was talk, so he didn't expect an answer anyways, having already came up with an answer within his own head. Of course they'd be nice! You just have to worry about being useless! Yeah, that was his worry for today. Also if they thought he talked funny, or if his weird hair was funny, but those were fears for everyday, not this new job of his in the outer Crater City.

Farm work. He barely knew what a farm was, much less knew how to work effectively on them! His Pokemon, even Scy, could probably do a better job than him...and he was getting nervous again. What if he didn't do a good job? Would he just be tossed from job to job? Or would they decide he was useless? He was useless in most things, but he wanted to live in this city, he'd never survive anywhere else!? Free's low level fairy aura couldn't do anything to curb his rising tide of panic, flickers of movement already starting to fill the corners of his eyes. Naturally, he tried to ignore them, but this didn't stop his heart from pounding as he gazed upon frightening phantoms of shadowy creatures.

By the time he arrived, Ridley was already jumpy at anything, head down low and hands shaking as he clasped them into hard fists. He didn't even look up as he walked up to whoever it was he was working with, "H-h-hello! My n-name is Ridley. Um, I-I'll do my best to-to work h-here, even-even if I'm b-bad, I'm s-sorry." Only once he got an answer would he raise his head, fear of disappointing somebody swimming in his eyes.

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 Posted: Apr 26 2018, 08:43 PM
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Soren and Ivka were given the tedious task this afternoon of weeding the berry trees. They weren't speaking to each other. Soren had tried earlier, but the beautiful older teenager had made it clear that she considered him lower than the dirt they were digging in. Since then, Soren had been rather half-heartedly picking at the unwanted grasses around the trees and wondering what he'd done wrong. He and Ivka had grown up together in the farmhouse. In many ways they were like siblings. The adults at the farmhouse even referred to them as brother and sister. When Soren was little, he remembered that Ivka had played with him. She'd carried him around and protected him as a loving older sister would her little brother. What changed? Was it him, or was it her?

It was good in some ways that Soren wasn't given time to dwell on his own struggles as a peace keeper came escorting a strange branded immigrant. "Hey Soren," the peace keeper said. Soren gave him a pleasant smile, but inwardly he flinched. It was never a good sign when the peace keepers knew your name, but this one in particular had dragged Soren back to the farm on at least two occasions when he'd gone exploring and ended up in locations he didn't belong. "This fellow is going to be staying and working with you for a bit. He's been assigned here. Show him the ropes, will you?"

The peace keeper gave the new immigrant a worried glance and hustled off. He seemed happy to leave. Soren straightened up and brushed some black dirt off his knees, eyes drifting from the fleeing peace keeper to the waiting, stuttering immigrant. The man did not look well. He looked sickly pale and skinny. His hands were shaking, and something about his eyes...didn't look right.

"He's not okay," Soren heard Ivka whisper in his ear behind him. She shared a look with him and then took off to the farmhouse at a run. "I'll be right back. I'm going to bring some water."

Soren meanwhile tried to calm the man a little. He rushed forward, alarmed by the man's shaking. He came over to one side of Ridley, ready to help support the man if he suddenly fell over or something. Soren tried to take one of Ridley's hands in his, but the other man's hands were clenched tight so he just wrapped his fingers around Ridley's fist instead in what he hoped would be understood as a welcoming gesture.

"Hello Ridley," Soren said, trying to give a sweet smile. Soren’s voice was soft and kind. He looked up at the man with inky black eyes overshadowed by long dark lashes. "My name is Soren. Welcome to our farm. I hope you'll like it. It's not too complicated really, but sometimes the work is hard. Why don't you sit down in the grass here?" Soren really didn't want Ridley to fall, and he seemed unsteady. He would sit down beside the man in the dirt. If Ridley would sit beside him, Soren would press his hand against the fertile black soil before he let go. There was nothing better for making a person feel grounded and stable than some good old fashioned dirt.

The man seemed drab, like most of the color had been washed out of him except for his green eyes and a colorful flower necklace he wore around his neck. Closer inspection revealed that the necklace actually had a face, and Soren was filled with the pleasant thrill of wonder. “What's that around your neck? Is it a pokemon? It looks like something out of the Western Forest. Is it a grass type?” It was a pretty creature, not like some pokemon that looked scary or mean. Soren hoped that turning the subject to his pokemon might soothe the man a bit.

“We’ll work here a bit first, okay?” Soren spoke very gently. “We grown fruits and vegetables and berries here. Ivka and I are weeding these trees. It's easy, but it gets super boring. We just pull out any weeds and grasses growing around the trees. We have to pull them up because they reduce the crop yields of our trees. They compete with our trees for water and nutrients and worse, some can be toxic to the trees or to our pokemon if they eat them. So we pluck them out, like this. Later we'll gather them up and compost them.” Soren leaned forward and grabbed one of the stubborn green weeds near the root and pulled at it. It didn't budge even after Soren tried again with his other hand. He gave up with a sigh and glared at the weed. “Sometimes they go real deep and it's hard to yank them out.”

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Generally, most of the citizens of Crater City would try to ignore Ridley when he was feeling about as terrible as he was. He guessed they assumed it was a personal problem, something that lay in the recess of memory he had left behind when he arrived. In some ways, Ridley didn't like this reaction, but he did appreciate it in other ways. Namely, he couldn't be embarrassed if they pretended it wasn't happening, something that wasn't happening in the moment.

Ridley felt himself drawn back into reality as the girl noticed his distress, and immediately, he was shaking his head. "H-huh? N-no. No! I-I'm fine j-just-" And she was already gone, Ridley staring after her as if he could will her back if he was desperate enough. It happened again, somebody actually was trying to help. He needed to stop her, she couldn't waste her time like that! He made to follow the girl, only to suddenly find the boy grasping his hand. Oh, it was a fist. When had that happened? "O-oh. Hello Soren." He mumbled, obediently letting the boy take him to the side and sit down. A soft red was starting to coat his cheeks, and he hung his head slightly. A child had more control over themselves, what was he supposed to do now?

A twinge of surprise crossed his face at the following question, "F-Free?" A smile, "Y-yeah. She-she's my p-partner." As he spoke, Free unraveled from around his neck and chirped cheerfully at Soren. A tiny chuckle broke from Ridley's lips, "T-they c-called her a f-f-fairy. I don't k-know what th-that means th-though. Say h-hi Free." Honestly, she had her situation handled already. She was kind, smart, and had already offered one of the wild flowers hanging from her body to Soren. She's not broken like you. But the bid had paid off, his brief happiness when he talked about her overrided his despair long enough to let Free's fairy aura to do its work, and he started to shake off his previous shivering. "I-I'm so s-sorry. It-it happens s-sometimes." A lot actually, and was clearly still happening, if a whole lot less severe, but he felt ready to work and forget he had almost shut down at the beginning of the day.

Briefly, he noted that the boy's forehead was Branded, but quickly looked away and bit his tongue against the almost released question. So he had to go through that as well? Hopefully not kicking and screaming like he was. Your supposed to be working! Right! Ridley pushed himself up to his knees and watched curiously as the boy explained the process and meaning of weeding. He couldn't forget this! He waited for a few seconds as Soren attempted to pull the were, then tilted his head and offered his hand, "C-can I try? I'm-I'm bigger."

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The soft red of the blush that came to Ridley's cheeks actually improved the man's appearance slightly. He looked a bit healthier. It was even better when he smiled. This was progress, Soren thought. Ridley's reaction wasn't as surprising as he may have thought it was. While Soren and Ivka were both born in Terrene, most of the other farmers were immigrants. They'd seen how distressed some fresh immigrants were after traveling between universes and then being branded. They'd heard the stories, the half-remembered traumas. The other world sounded too horrible to be believed, and Soren personally wondered if the stories were true at all. They sounded like nightmares where logic, time, and physics don't exist or aren't consistent. Some immigrants took a great deal of time to recover, but they all seemed to over time, mostly at least. Soren knew that his dad still woke up in the night from time to time, shaken by nightmares of a world he no longer remembered while waking.

"Fairies are special pokemon. I've heard all kinds of stories about fairies. They can sort of sense what you're feeling, that's called empathy. Stronger fairies can exert some control over your feelings too, and we call that persuasion. I wish I had a fairy pokemon. Thank you," Soren said as Free gave him a flower. He placed the flower behind his ear. "But I have a really great pokemon too, though. I don't think she's a fairy, but she's wonderful anyway. Here, I'll call her. Genesis!" Soren yelled his pokemon's name and looked over towards the barn. "Genesis!"

After a few moments, a yellow and black herbivore with a long neck and four hooves slowly walked out of the barn. She gave a sleepy yawn and twitched her pink nose. She'd been napping. Soren and the other human were being boring, and all they seemed to be doing was pulling unappetizing weeds out of the dirt. She'd hoped when she'd heard his call that maybe something interesting was happening or they were going off the farm for a bit. All that seemed to have changed was that a new human and his pokemon had arrived. That was mildly interesting. She knew that she needed to expand the sample size of her human research group, so this was a good start. She took her time walking over. She was interested, but not interested enough to hurry. As she came closer, Ridley would be able to see that where one might expect to see a tail, she instead had a tiny second head with ferociously sharp teeth.

"That's my pokemon!" Soren told Ridley excitedly, pointing at Genesis as she slowly made her way over. "I just caught her a few days ago, but she knows her name already. She comes when I call her." Soren beamed with pride as he said this, as if he had accomplished something grand, and this wasn't the result of Genesis's hard work in learning his language. To be fair, Genesis wasn't working that hard at it. She was naturally gifted. She was half-psychic, after all, though Soren hadn't figured that out yet.

He was so excited about showing off his pokemon that he'd completely spaced off that they were supposed to be doing a job until Ivka came back holding a clay cup of water. She came back and knelt in front of Ridley, pressing the cup into one of his hands. "It's tea with chamomile," she told him. Ivka really was beautiful despite being branded and working in the dirt every day. She was sixteen with long platinum blonde curls and soft blue eyes, and despite the fact that she and Soren didn't get along, even he had to admit that she could be thoughtful and dangerously smart. After checking on Ridley, she then looked from Soren to his pokemon. "Is she actually going to help with something?"

Genesis was beautiful, smart, and strong, but she wasn't always especially helpful. She was more interested in watching the humans work, not in assisting. So far she'd gathered that the humans cared for certain trees and plants that they arranged neatly and carefully tended and harvested. These harvested plants didn't stay on the farm. Most of them were given away, and it seemed strange that the humans would give up the food that they worked so hard for. She suspected that the settlement was pooling and sharing resources, and that these humans simply specialized in growing food. If she could leave and explore the city more, she was sure she'd learn more too, but she was worried that without Soren she might become a target for other humans and their pokemon. At least Soren was kind. Not all humans were.

"Genesis, you come help too, girl." Soren commanded. Genesis came closer and loomed over him, wondering what the boy wanted from her. "Genesis, help pull weeds." He said as he grabbed a weed (a smaller one that he'd been pulling before. He was leaving that one for Ridley since he'd volunteered). He grabbed it by the root and mimed pulling with all of his might, then he moved aside and signaled that Genesis should do it. The girafarig understood but wasn't sure she wanted to obey. Perhaps she should at least humor the small human. If she didn't behave like a tame pokemon, Soren might get rid of her, and that would become a problem for her. At the same time, pulling weeds would require her to stretch all the way to the ground and take a foul-tasting plant in her mouth. Genesis decided on a compromise. She would pull exactly one weed. Thus, she leaned down, grabbed a stray blade of grass growing beside a tree trunk, yanked it out, and dropped it at Soren's feet. "Good girl! You're such a smart pokemon!" Soren said, standing up and stroking the white mark on her face.

Ivka, however, was unimpressed. She stood up, crossed her arms and lifted one eyebrow. "You're stupid, Soren. Your pokemon is stupid."

Soren didn't even argue. He was tired of arguing with Ivka. He instead went back to pulling weeds beside Ridley. Genesis bent her knees and laid down in the grass, satisfied to watch all of the others work.

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Ridley blinked disbelievingly at Soren as he spoke of fairies and their abilities, so that was why Free always seemed to know when he needed help, maybe that's even why she found him that one day he woke up. "I-I didn't know that-that she was s-special like that." He mumbled, and the sweet-hearted fairy blushed, clearly having gotten the gist of his amazement and thankfulness. As soon as her gift was given, she returned to Ridley's side, resting once more over his neck. She knew he preferred to keep it covered, and would happily stay until she was hungry.

Honestly, Ridley was expecting a Pokemon like his when the boy called out for his own partner, especially as he was a boy, but oh was he wrong. The man flinched back at the odd sight of the herbivore...or was it a carnivore? It did have sharp teeth on its tail. The usual instinctual fear filled Ridley, like he was meeting Scy once more, but he managed to swallow his yelp by looking away from the black portion of the Pokemon's body. It was dark, he didn't like that color, but he could look at her face, and did so with great abandon. It was a much more somber Pokemon than he expected, and he felt he was somehow being scrutinized under her calm gaze. He only had one thing to say about the part he could bear to look at, "She's...she's A p-pretty Pokemon." He stated utterly sincerely, "He-hello Ge-Geni-genesis. I'm Ridley." He almost reached a hand out to greet her, but pulled back at the last second, it simply looked like he was about to pet her.

The cup pressed into his hands smelled different from water, and he froze for a second before taking a sip once he learned its name. He blinked harshly upon the taste, new to him but not exactly unpleasant, and mumbled a Thank you." Into the cup. He just wasted a nice tasting drink, so he had to work extra hard today to make up for it. The moment he finished, he lunged forward to grasp at the weeds that Soren had pointed out. If his hands didn't tremble, it was easier than expected, Ridley's single-minded desire to help working incredibly well as he simply looked for the next weed to yank at. It wasn't trained, and he certainly didn't work elegantly, but he was doing something, regardless on how dirty his clothing was going to be later. Free didn't help, he didn't want her to help, she could enjoy the view of this farm. She had already done so much for him.

You're stupid, Soren. Your pokemon is stupid.

Engrossed in his work, Ridley didn't immediately realize what had just been said, then Free squeaked out as a new rush of emotion hit Ridley, one that she was almost shocked was actually coursing through Ridley. Was he upset? Not at himself? Either way, he shot up with a horrified expression, "Y-ou can't say that-that!" He spat, "He's sm-smart! He taught m-m-me how to-to-to do this! You can't s-say that! His Poke-Pokemon is sm-smart t-too!" He could feel his words falling apart, but for once he knew that he was at least saying something smart for once. If anyone could be called stupid, he got that title better. However, this spat out defense of Soren didn't last long, or at least his confidence didn't. His face, flushed scarlet momentarily, started to drain, "U-uh, s-so sorry. I m-mean...I j-just....s-sorry...I shouldn't s-say any-anything...b-but he's...he's s-smart...th-that's right..." His breath was shallow once more, and he quickly kneeled back in the dirt...great...his hands were shaking again. Never do that again, you just look like an idiot. Yeah, it didn't mean anything...he just hoped it wouldn't make Soren get bullied more...

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Genesis didn't move to greet Ridley or even make a sound. She just stared at him as he greeted her. His speech sounded different from the other humans, but they didn't appear to struggle to understand him. Perhaps it was a difference based on region of origin. A dialect maybe? Or an accent? Genesis noted his escalation in respiration frequency as she approached. He seemed to reach out and then flinch back. It's afraid of me, Genesis thought. Humans could be a skittish species at times. When presented with a new creature or even if a new human was introduced into their habitat, it seemed natural for them to regard this creature or human with suspicion. She could only presume that Ridley would eventually adapt to her presence and learn to relax around her as long as she didn't harm him. As much as she wanted to observe him, Genesis tried not to look directly at Ridley. She was aware of how eye contact can seem threatening. If she wanted Ridley to trust her, and she did so she could observe him at her leisure, it might be best to just ignore him for now until he calmed down.

Despite his anxiety, Soren and Ivka's impression of Ridley was mostly positive. He appeared to be a hard worker. Ivka's cheeks colored when Ridley argued in Soren's defense. She'd just assumed by his timid behavior that he was the kind of adult who would pretend to ignore the exchange between her and Soren. Many adults did this, either because they considered the bickering annoying and tuned it out or they believed that children needed to learn how to resolve their own conflicts. For that reason, both Soren and Ivka were momentarily too embarrassed to respond.

Ivka could have thought up a come-back, but then she'd be arguing with a grown-up over something that she knew deep down was wrong in the first place. Instead she went silent for a few moments. Soren also went quiet, watching everyone else. He felt like his heart was overflowing with appreciation for Ridley. Finally, here was someone who wouldn't tolerate Ivka bullying him! At the same time, Soren was a little frightened as well.

Ivka may not retaliate right now in the open, but she could be a foe to be reckoned with. She was Soren's match in intellect, but she was also bigger and stronger than him She was also indisputably more charming and pretty, which Soren found an unfair advantage. This was part of why Soren feared sticking up for himself. She had a talent for convincing people that Soren was the instigator, the abuser, the lazy slacker, or the whiny baby (though sometimes, she was telling the truth). He hoped that Ivka didn't turn around and use her talent for persuasion against Ridley now that he'd shown that he had more backbone than was first apparent.

"I need to check if Mama needs help with the cabbages," Ivka said and simply walked off, leaving Soren and Ridley to finish weeding the trees on their own.

As soon as Ivka had left and Ridley had knelt back down beside him, Soren tried to throw his arms gratefully around the man's shoulders. "Thank you!" Soren said, and if Ridley allowed it, he'd cuddle his head against Ridley's shoulder.

Genesis tilted her head as she watched the humans curiously. It seemed that the adult male had some sort of outburst at the female. Normally, that kind of behavior caused a stress reaction in Soren. He exhibited what Genesis perceived as a reasonable aversion to conflict. This time he appeared to be engaging in a kind of bonding ritual with the new male human. What had just happened? Not for the first time, Genesis lamented her lack of understanding when it came to human language.

She'd understood "Soren" and "pokemon" but she had no idea what they meant by "stupid". Judging by the context, maybe it was an insult and the adult had issued a verbal defense of her and her trainer. Why would he do that? They hadn't known each other very long, and it didn't appear that these two were related by blood. What obligation did this man have to Soren? Perhaps it was because Soren was younger and smaller. Maybe that compelled bigger and stronger members of his species to protect him. Genesis would need to observe further in order to come to any confident conclusions.

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Now he did it.

Ridley expected some kind of instant retaliation, and hunched over in a vain attempt to hide or something. Why did he do that? That hadn't ever happened before, not even when he was trying to defend Scy! What changed? Regardless, it seemed his outburst had at least worked out for the moment, and he struggled to quash some rising relief in his chest when the girl stalked away with some reason to leave on her tongue. Ridley watched her from the corner of his eye, and puffed out a sigh as she disappeared, great, it didn't matter how good be did this now, he was probably in trouble for yelling at somebody younger than him, wasn't he?

He jumped as the boy suddenly hugged him, expecting the two of them to just bury themselves in their work now that he interrupted everything. "T-thank you?" He stammered, Soren was thanking him for that sorry outburst!? "N-no, I didn-didn't do anything. I-I just yelled." It wasn't exactly unpleasant though, a thank you felt really nice even after he decided that he had done something wrong.

Cautiously, he'd attempt to pat the boy on his back, trying to offer back his own affection without touching him too much. "W-why does sh-she do that?" His confusion swirled in his words, and he glanced out the way she had left, "Is-is she going to-to put us in t-trouble?" He hoped not, it was his first day of the job.

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Soren gave Ridley a big victorious smile as the man gave him a nervous pat on the back. His smile melted when Ridley asked why Ivka behaved the way she did. He'd been wondering the same thing himself, but he never came up with much of a suitable answer. He had an idea but he wasn't sure if he was comfortable sharing it. He wanted Ridley to be his friend, and he was afraid that if he told Ridley about the awful rumors about him that the man would think he was weird and ignore him or treat him badly. But then, Ridley had been nice and stuck up for him. That should earn him a certain degree of trust.

Soren let go of Ridley and hunched in the dirt to make sure that anyone who saw them would think that they were working. He pulled up a few weeds here and there, but his eyes were focused on Ridley as he whispered. "Ivka really doesn't like me. Um, a lot of kids really don't like me, actually. It's all her fault, too! When we were in school, she went around telling everyone that I was a zorua changeling. You know what a zorua is, don't you?" Soren asked but then remembered that Ridley was a new immigrant and immigrants lost almost all of their memories. He probably didn't know what a zorua was, and if he was lucky he'd never encounter one. "Zorua and zoroark are demons that specialize in creating illusions. They can make themselves look like someone else. Most often, it's other pokemon. Sometimes though, they make themselves look just like human children. They steal kids away."

Soren gave Ridley a significant look to see if the man could follow where this story was going. "My mommy died when I was born. I guess that's just a thing that happens sometimes. But people started saying that it was a zoroark that killed her." Soren's voice was starting to crack dangerously and he turned his eyes to the dirt so Ridley couldn't see the tears welling up. He hated talking about this. It was so unfair, so unjust! He just wanted to have friends like any other kid but instead he had to deal with stories like this floating around about him. "The zoroark killed her and took her baby away, probably to eat it. Demons eat babies." Soren stated this as fact because he considered it common knowledge that in addition to spreading anxiety and despair, demons fed on human children as a favorite food. "And the zoroark left it's own baby, a zorua in its place disguised as a human. As me. You see now? Ivka told everyone that I'm a zorua disguised as a child, and a lot of people actually believe it!"

Sometimes even Soren believed it. He knew it wasn't logical. He'd managed to go out and catch his own pokemon, after all. No pokemon, even a demon could do that. At least, he didn't think they could.

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The moment Soren's smile melted, Ridley started to backpedal, not wanting to push a subject that he was clearly not allowed in, but he was too late to stop him. And it didn't disappoint. Aside from brief confusion over the subject of a Zorua, which was cleared up quickly, the whole story was sadder than sad, and Ridley felt a tremor in his own chest at the cracking of Soren's voice. But something happened in Ridley's mind, something that separated his mind from the watery sadness that clouded his mind, and manifested as words that didn't mean to form. "Demons don't eat babies." He had opened his mouth to say something appropriate like "I'm sorry." Or, "You're not a demon." But leave it to him to mess this up in such a spectacular way!

His hands flew up, as his mouth had moved without his intention, "I-I mean!...uh, I me-meant that-that d-demons eat...Pokemon fo-food..." Well, no going back now you idiot "Be-because...I...have one?" There it was, and Ridley regretted saying it as much as he thought it would, but he couldn't stop his line of thought anymore. His hand jerked to one of his Pokeballs and slowly inched it forward, using his body to shield the ensuing demon from view as it was released. "H-her name...her na-name's Sun-Sunny." The Stunky blinked at her new surroundings, baring her teeth in distaste for the human who was way too close, "H-hi Sunny." Ridley whispered, "Just-just st-stay a li-little, ok?" Thankfully, the little purple Pokemon sniffed at the ground to occupy herself, whether she understood any word other than "food" or "fight" was debatable, but she seemed to realize Ridley didn't want her to do anything and started nibbling at some of the uprooted weeds.

"S-she eats pl-plants...and-and some Ra-ratatta...bu-but not ba-babies, and th-they call her a-a demon...she's a Poke-Pokemon." She looked over to Soren, still leaning over the little "demon" he had, "I-I think I s-saw scary th-things b-before. A de-demon was-wasn't one o-of those thi-things, t-they're just Pokemon, a-and I don't-don't think a Pokemon c-could replace you...c-cause you're nice, and-and a Po-Pokemon w-wouldn't eat a n-nice baby, r-right?" He hoped he got his explanation across, but still prepared to lose a friend. If anything, letting Sunny out would lose him a lot of friendships in this place, hopefully it made Soren feel a little better to know he couldn't be a Pokemon at least.

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Soren blinked at Ridley in surprise. That was the first time the man had ever spoken when he hadn't stuttered. It seemed significant, but Soren didn't know why. He filed the fact away in his memory in case he could puzzle it out later. And he'd said that demons don't eat babies. If that was true, why were there so many stories about demons dragging small children into the night to feast on their blood and bones? He'd heard so many of such tales growing up, surely they couldn't all be made up to scare people. Then again, he'd certainly never watched a demon to see what it ate. He and every sensible child in Crater City stayed well away from demons and usually away from any wild or feral pokemon.

Ridley's moment of clarity seemed to pass and he immediately went back to his nervous stuttering. Just as Soren began to wonder what made Ridley such and expert on demons, the man presented the horrible revelation that he was in fact a trainer of a demon pokemon. Soren stood up as Ridley's hand went to one of his pokeballs, watching the man warily. He felt a flicker of distrust in his chest. Surely the peace officers wouldn't assign him here to this farm if they knew he had a demon. There were children on this farm. The youngest, Taavi, was only four, far too young to be branded or have a pokemon of his own to protect him. Ridley was an immigrant and he probably didn't even know what pokemon were demons and what were not. He clearly didn't know how dangerous they were. Throughout all of this, Genesis just watched with rapt interest. Her ears were perked in the human's direction. Something fascinating was going on, though she wasn't sure about all the details.

Ridley cautiously released a pokemon but kept his body in the way so that Soren couldn't see it immediately. The boy furrowed his brow, annoyed and trying not to be afraid. "Sunny?" That didn't sound like the name of a demon. Soren leaned around, trying to get a better look at the creature without getting near enough to be in danger. He felt a surge of terror when he set eyes on the beast. It was a stunky! Soren had seen one before. It had wandered onto the farm as many pest pokemon do intending to feed on either the farm's produce or its garbage (or it's children). Soren's dad had commanded one of the mudbray to battle it and chase it off. Stunky were venomous demons, and they were weak to the ground type attacks of the mudbray.

A normal reaction may have been to run away immediately, but Soren was still a very curious child. Plus, he had a pokemon of his own now and this stunky seemed a lot smaller than he'd expected a frightening demon to be. Genesis was a lot bigger. He thought she'd be able to protect him if it came down to a fight. He backed up towards his girafarig and she came to her feet beside him. She understood that he was stressed. His respiration had become deeper and faster, and his muscles visibly tightened like he was ready to spring away at any moment.

Genesis wasn't sure what the boy found threatening. Ridley had brought out a new pokemon, but it was young like she was, and she felt more than capable of defending her human from it if it attacked. Not that it looked like it might. All it seemed to be doing was sniffing at the weeds. Soren was only going to throw the weeds away anyhow, so it didn't make sense for the boy to be protective of them. Of course, the stunky was a demon and even a half psychic like her knew that they could be tricky. Perhaps Soren was hypersensitive to their aura of anxiety. That would explain his overreaction.

Ridley's speech seemed to grow less sensible the longer he spoke. He mentioned seeing scary things before, and Soren wondered what that could be. He didn't dare ask now, and asking an immigrant about their past memories at any time was tricky. Soren knew that capturing a demon was possible in theory, but he'd never heard of a person doing it. Some people were rumored to be demon trainers, but they were largely ostracized and avoided. The constant depression and anxiety that such creatures produced often affected their personality negatively. If Ridley was already struggling to cope with his anxiety issues, keeping this pokemon around surely wouldn't help.

"Maybe you should get rid of it," Soren suggested, pressing a hand against Genesis's warm neck for comfort. "Demons make people feel scared and sad just by being close to them. It's true. We learned that in school. It's an ability we call Depression." That much had to be true. If Soren couldn't trust what the teachers told him in school, what could he trust? Even if demons didn't eat children, they still made a person's life miserable.

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Sunny snorted and looked up from the weeds, they were not good at all! "Reed human...Reed human! I need food, what are you-huh?" Why was everybody looking at her now? She especially noted the mind prober looking down at her, and hissed briefly before Ridley scooted in front of her with a "Shh!" And slipped some actual food under her nose, good! She still didn't take her eyes off the boy and mind probing Pokemon, and shuffled behind Ridley even more. So confused she was at her surroundings that she didn't immediately react when her human patted her softly on the head, though she pulled away in a few seconds, muttering under her breath, "Weirdo. Keeps treating me like a pup."

Maybe you should get rid of it,

Ridley had been expecting the suggestion, though not as kindly as it was said. He heard it all the time when he released her to feed, even those that tolerated her clearly did not enjoy the demon's presence, and it seemed this place was the same. Though he didn't expect an actual explanation from the boy, other than that she was "evil" or "no good" or, worst of all, "unlovable". So she made people sad? She didn't look like she did it on purpose then! Because he fed her! "Th-thanks for w-worrying. Not-not many a-are." He propped his head up with a hand, face falling into a frown, "B-but I c-came h-here scared...st-still scared. Sh-she can't make...make me wo-worse. I-I'm already b-bad." Free started and peer up at him sadly as his voice trembled more, "I-I can't...can't let h-her go...c-cause I st-stole her from ot-other S-Stunky. Sh-she's small...r-really small. I-I think-think she m-might die if-if I ch-chase her away." He started to scratch absentmindingly at his cheek, blinking rapidly as he looked at Sunny and saw blood on her coat, blood that he put on her when he nearly killed her. She couldn't die, he couldn't stand it. "I-I'm alr-already bad" A harsh tap to the side of his head, "I d-don't wa-wanna be a-a bad p-person! E-even...even i-if she-she's a demon."

Hopefully, the boy understood. He wouldn't chase out another Pokemon just because other people called it bad, right?

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"My human exhibits similar behaviors," Genesis hummed to the new pokemon in what was her version of an attempt at friendliness. "The practice of physical contingency seems to relate to bonding. That combined with the presentation of food is likely intended by the human to ingratiate you. Humans appear to exhibit this behavior to all sorts of friendly pokemon and even other humans. It is in no way reserved for canine whelps alone."

"Are you talking to it, Genesis? Is it okay?" Soren whispered into the girafarig's pointed ear. She couldn't understand him, and she couldn't reply to him either. Her presence alone seemed enough to soothe the boy slightly. She wasn't acting frightened, which seemed like a good sign. It was probably safe, for now at least. If it wasn't, Genesis would probably defend him. She'd protected him in the past, after all.

Soren walked off for a minute to a woven basket near the farmhouse. He came back with two berries that had been freshly plucked this morning. They were custap berries, though a couple of the smallest ones. This hard berry was a shiny red and pink with a yellow stem, and they were one of Soren's personal favorites. They were super sweet with a touch of bitterness. He tossed one underhand so that it bounced slightly on the ground and rolled neatly to Genesis's front hooves. The girafarig happily leaned down to pick up the treat.

He brought the other berry to Sunny. He came only as close as he had to, stretching his arm out as far as he could and kneeling on the grass in front of the stunky. "Here you go, this is for you. Please don't bite me," he said, his voice wavering. He looked up at Ridley for reassurance. He wouldn't let his pokemon hurt him, Soren hoped.

Whether Sunny accepted the gift or not, Soren would eventually retract his hand (hopefully with all of his fingers still attached). "I wouldn't want her to die either," Soren said, watching the stunky with more curiosity than fear now. He could still feel the anxiety brewing inside him, and he wondered if it was really caused by Sunny's presence or if it was just from being taught from others that demons would kill him on sight. "I don't want anyone to have to die, even a demon." Soren's voice was unusually solemn though.

Even if Soren didn't want Sunny to die, having her on the farm could cause problems. Other people would believe like him that she was a hazard, and despite what Ridley said, he didn't think her aura of depression was good for him. Maybe they'd be able to prove to everyone that Sunny was really helpful though, and that might change people's minds about her. Maybe they'd eventually be able to find her a new home, so then Ridley wouldn't need to feel guilty and her aura wouldn't be hurting him either.

"People around here might be really scared of Sunny, but if we can show everyone that she's really good and useful, maybe we can change their minds." Soren suggested, his mind working to try and think up what Sunny might be good at. "You said that she eats rattata. Sometimes we have rattata that come to the farm to steal our food and upset our pokemon. Maybe having her around will make them stay away."

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"Heh." Sunny barely acknowledge the other Pokemon, but had to admit her observation was competent enough. "I guess that's fine. He still feeds me. I just wanna know, why am I around a mind-prober like you...and not fighting ya? He gets weirder ever day, and I mean it!" Subtly, she was backing away from the much larger Pokemon, just a little intimidated by the ultra intelligent speech and size, despite the fact that she knew she had a distinct advantage over her.

She backed up even further as the boy approached, not even trying to steal the berry from Genesis and staring long and hard at the offered berry. The human wasn't doing anything to stop the boy, so maybe it was ok? Still, she kept an eye on everybody as she leaned forward then snatched the berry from the ground. "O-oh! She-she likes i-it!" Ridley commented to Soren as she ate, a brighter smile than usual entering his face momentarily. It was certainly better than dry weeds or garbage, and the Stunky would finish in seconds and sit straight up, tail swishing on the ground as she awaited her next meal. Well? Where was it!?

Perhaps Ridley was getting used to working around the demon's small aura, or the quiet Free was working to undo whatever damage was being done to him, or it could have even been the presence of somebody that seemed to genuinely want to help, he didn't know why, but that felt like a rarity. Either way, he was feeling pretty bright at the moment. A guard Pokemon? Could he let her walk outside more if she was the guard of this farm? That'd be amazing! "Y-you think th-th-they'll let h-her?" There was an agonizingly huge amount of hope in his eyes, "I-I can tr-try to talk to-to her! But-but what if s-somebody doesn't li-like i-it? We can-can get i-in trouble f-for a demon! Most-most people d-don't listen when th-they see h-her!" Odd ideas were flickering unbidden into his mind, one in particular surfacing to sneak the little Pokemon in and show the results later, but that was wrong. Wrong, yes, it's wrong Ridley! Soren could have a better idea than panicking old him.

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"It is not my intention to harm you or your human, so there's no reason for us to have an altercation. Unless you are suggesting we have a friendly skirmish for sport, which might be an entertaining exercise. I wouldn't mind stretching my legs a little." Genesis hummed, raising one hoof to paw at the air. If she was intimidating Sunny, she showed no sign that she was aware. Nor did she show any fear of the stunky despite knowing that it would have the advantage in a fight both because of its type and due to her being so inexperienced. She showed no real emotion at all besides mild curiosity. "What do you think makes your human 'weird'? My human appears more diminutive than most. I suspect it's due to youth since he doesn't appear to show either male or female secondary sex characteristics common for his species. He also exhibits a lack of confidence and poor judgement skills that may also point to a lack of experience and maturity. However, I'm always wondering why his paternal parent or other adult humans don't supervise their young better. Don't they know how much danger he puts himself in? I've only been with him for a few weeks now. How did he survive this long without me protecting him?"

Genesis rambled on a bit, whether or not Sunny continued to listen to her. She paused only for a moment to eat the berry Soren gave her. "Not that your human looks like much either. That must be why they form such a large herd. I suppose the ones that we meet on the plains are the stronger and braver of the species. Or the less intelligent..."

Soren's first reaction was to smile happily right back at Ridley. It took a moment for him to recognize the flaws in the design. "Yeah, people would be way too scared to just let her roam around on the farm." Soren also thought that maybe the stunky would chase out the rattata, and they could reveal the truth later. However, it wasn't morality that kept him from voicing the idea but practicality. If people didn't see Sunny being a hero, they would naturally argue against it. If people did see Sunny at all, they would be too afraid of her to give her the chance to do anything good. Funny, Soren had never before thought of how such stigma must make a demon pokemon feel. If there really was a demon that wanted to be kind or friendly, it would never get the chance. If they were only ever treated with fear and hatred, then naturally they would treat humans just the same. Perhaps even Soren had played a part in this vicious cycle by repeating and reinforcing prejudices that had been taught to him.

"I don't know how we would make that work. We should probably keep Sunny a secret for now. I won't tell anyone about her," Soren promised. "Maybe we'll think of a way to make people like her later. Great ideas can be sneaky and surprise you when you least expect it." Soren reassured Ridley, stretching out his arms before he went back over to the trees. "Let's hurry up and finish here, and then I can show you around inside the house. We could make some lunch."

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Sunny could only stare at the droning Pokemon, barely able to get a word in edgewise, but she was listening to the words. For one thing, she had apparently noticed how the humans seemed to constantly get into trouble with reckless abandon, though she still quipped, "Mine doesn't get into too much trouble! He's not strong...but...but..." Why she was insisting on this was beyond her, but here she was, "He got half a brain, and uses it too!" At least sometimes.

Ridley didn't consider the demon Pokemon, similarly to Soren, but not because of any real stigma. He just never thought about it. He looked at a Pokemon and saw a Pokemon, and never thought that anybody would be any different. He was glad Soren seemed to be reconsidering it though, even though demon's powers seemed pretty bad, he was sure that Sunny couldn't do horrible things on purpose...but they had no way they could prove it.

"Th-thank you." Ridley smiled at Soren's promise not to tell, absolutely trusting the words as he leaned forward and beckoned Sunny, who tilted her head and sat in front of him moments before he returned her, "I-I'll keep h-her safe until then-then." He murmured as he returned the Pokeball, crawling forward to assist Soren. After such a serious discussion, he was feeling a little bit hungry, and thus worked with all the gusto he could muster. Free was quiet for some reason, staring at Sunny's Pokeball...

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