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uhhbeans · 5 months

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“I love your smile” with uhh Beanie and whoever you want :]

I HAVEN'T WRITTEN FIC IN SO LONG apologies for the rust.

Featuring @beanie-cleanies @professor-bab @guardtae (+ Peety...we love peety)

“You want me to look for a snake? In the I.R.I.S office?”

“I want your help looking for a snake in the I.R.I.S office, yes.” Tae shrugs palm-up against the wall. “Very important distinction.”

“My help…” Beanie purses her lips, setting down the jug of bleach she was holding.

Tae nods firmly, grabbing Beanie’s hand and giving the widest puppy-dog eyes she could muster. Please, Beanie? Please Beanie you’re like the best. Please Beanie I’ll give you five million dollars. Please Beanie if you do this I’ll take you to a Miku concert. Please Please Please PLease Please--

“Why is there a snake in the I.R.I.S office, Tae?” Beanie audibly groans, wiping their hands on the cuffs of their denim and proceeding to lead against the wall as if trying very very hard to look cool.

It’s only 8am, barely the start of first shift. Well, it’s called first shift, but in reality the guard had been there for about sixteen hours set already and there were at least a handful of scientists halfway through theirs. It was only called first because having 8am be “first” on record sounded better than saying “the building is alive 24/7 and you really don’t get off the clock, it’s just an extended-break”.

It’s only 8am, and there’s already a snake missing.

“Reptile room was left open last night.” Tae shrugs.

“There’s a reptile room?”

“Uhm…” Tae kicks the mop bucket into a nearby closet, successfully eliminating Beanie’s only excuse out of this. “Yeah. Right next to the professor’s office?”

“The Professor?”

This exchange of detail, exasperated question, detail, another exasperated question goes for about six more cycles before Beanie sighs and actually meets Tae’s gaze.

“Fine. I’ll help the professor--”

“Help me help the professor.”

‘Help you help the professor find their missing snake that could be anywhere in the--apparently--sixteen floors of this office.”

And after about fifteen of those sixteen floors, exploring every nook and cranny, about two altr-incidents, and seven trips to the foodcourt--Tae asks a question

“Why are you so apprehensive?” Tae leans back out of the cabinet, holding up a mysterious liquid for inspection “I know your whole thing is all stiff and aloof but “begrudgingly stoic” just isn’t your thing.”

Beanie thinks a moment, burying her head deeper into the lab’s liquids. Four hours spent looking for this snake. Honestly, she could be grateful--given I.R.I.S standards this might not even be a snake, and it’s the only real tour she’s gotten of the facility since starting the job. Still, though, her brows pinch forward and she flinches as she touches an acidic goop sticking to the back cabinet wall.

“I don’t like snakes.” Beanie grits her teeth, voice dropping to a whisper. “Snakes are the one thing I can’t do.”

Tae’s eyes widen in surprise, and she fully pulls herself out of the cabinet. “You…you don’t like snakes? But why, they’re so--”

“Too many teeth. Too many scales. Apparently too many in this building.”

“Look maybe we should just head back to the reptile room. Bab’ll be disappointed but…we’ve seen every inch of this building and…”

Beanie locks eyes with a slithering mass in the corner, wrapped into a lollipop swirl and flickering it’s tongue towards a petrified mouse at the other end of the cabinet.

“Tae.”

“What?”

“Tae.” beanie pulls back, finger outstretched to point into the darkness. “Tae, I found it.”

Her face lights up, “You found Peety!?”

“The snake. I found the snake, Tae,”

“Here, here” Tae nudges Beanie to the side, away from the entrance. “I’ll get it.”

It takes…a bit longer than necessary to pull the beast out of the deep-set cabinet, mostly due to Tae’s cooing and “hiii baby, you’re such a pretty baby, we love you so much”ies of the hour. But, eventually, after a long and drawn out process (and Beanie inching about ten feet closer to the door), Tae pulls out with Peety.

“Yeah, that’s the professor’s snake.” She sighs, holding it up for Beanie to see.

“That snake has hands, Tae.” she swallows, barely above a whisper. “does that even count as a snake?”

“I mean yeah.” Tae gives Peety a scratch on the cranium “Look at it’s little head.”

***

It’s a week before Beanie enters the reptile room again, this time fully alone, not even cleaning supplies to keep her company. To be completely honest, she didn’t know why she made her way into that office--she wasn’t scheduled there, she still didn’t like snakes, and there wasn’t a reason to find that corner of the halls--but she was.

She walked through the display cases, looking at all the sleeping reptiles flicker their tongues and have their silly little reptile dreams she couldn’t begin to comprehend. Gators, geckos, lizards of all kinds sat in waiting for meals, for enrichment. They were almost kind of cute, actually, with their beady eyes and their…rat diets.

“Would you like to feed one?” The Professor pops out from behind a corner, Peety in arm. They walk over to the freezer, picking up a frozen mouse by its tail and dropping it into this lukewarm liquid on a nearby counter. “They don’t bite.”

“Bab…I didn’t know you managed this department,”

“I don’t.” they smile, setting Peety down in an open glass case. “I’m just good friends with Peety.”

Bab goes to tinker with something in a nearby case, setting timers and mixing a few liquids. Important, important studies, we’re sure. The reptiles remain still, save for Peety, who is making their better home in the case. They’re slithering around…or more like walking? Crawling? Hard to say…touching their nose to the various pieces of their enclosure, sniffing out the glass, getting more accustomed to the environment again.

Until, they make eye contact with the janitor, bug-eyed and dilated pupiled. It almost seems to grin, a little mischevous.

‘I guess I can learn to like snakes. This one is kind of cute…the hands make it alright, like a little boxer.’ Beanie thinks, before poking a finger in the top of the glass. Peety gives a playful lick to the tip of their nail.

“I love your smile.”

“Oh,” Beanie snaps back to reality, pulling their hand back. “Uhm…”

“Was that odd? Sorry if that was odd.”

“No, No, I’ve just…I didn’t know I was smiling.”

#Irisonas #beanie the janitor #guard tae #professor bab #mackie does writing sometimes

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flower-zombie-rob · 1 year

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where were they now? - irissona altr R fic

People said they’d be interested in an angsty R fic, so here you go!

CW: amputation, themes of abandonment, themes of human(ish) experiments, breif blood mention, injury, general angst stuff(tears, sadness, etc)

Also i didn't include any sona names cuts this shiz is mean as hell and all your sonas are too good for this moment.

It had been like any other day in the facility, in the sense that there was nothing different in the procedure. The same old set of lab coated reapers coming to collect their dues. The same set of sympathetic smiles lining the hall as they walked hand-in-hand with someone assertive to the testing room. There was nothing different about the shining, grey floors that scuffed shoes in a sharp screech every time someone lazily shuffled across them. There was no change in the casual way they would coerce R with some sort of teddy bear or snack they could swallow without choking. Everything was standard procedure and there was nothing to indicate that day would be any different from the rest. Nothing could’ve prepared anyone in that room for what would’ve happened and no one would have begun to predict the diar mistakes that would be made in the next few hours. Evidently, no prediction would’ve been a nice enough precursor for it either. Anyone could’ve given R all the full details of what would happen in the next five hours, the next six weeks, the next however many years of their life, and it wouldn’t have changed their shock in the slightest. No. Whether anyone knew it, that day was going to be the worst one R would ever remember. The day that I.R.I.S wishes R could forget…

They must’ve woken in the dead of night, with darkness plaguing everything once visible, putting a blackened sheet over the normally sleek and artificially lighted facility medical room. Instead of the normal, polarising blue light above their head, R awoke to complete blackness and a lonely room, too open to provide any sense of comfort. Although words escaped them most days, the lexus to describe this room was something along the lines of daunting unfamiliarity, and with a foreboding sense of dread in their mind, the pain kicked in.

An explosion of nerve sparks ripped through their left arm, causing them to squirm in discomfort and squint their watery eyes. It completely enveloped them in agony, a visceral tearing agony. R felt like their entire hand was convulsing and throbbing, the blood being ripped from under their nails and a fire crawling from their shoulder and downwards. R sat up to get a better look at the damage. They tried, and failed, to move their, probably wrapped, fingers to test how badly the scientists had roughed them up this time in the durability test. They were expecting dramatic scarring, as usual, but nothing that wouldn’t go away once the pain had subsided. A similar searing pain crawled under the skin of their right leg, R biting their shirt to stop grinding their teeth. They were feeling the burns from the explosive fire they'd come into contact with only hours earlier. It took them a moment of laying back down to collect themselves despite the terrorising heat of a (likely third degree)burn, and the darkened state of the room didn’t help. They felt an IV drip hooked up to their less burnt-feeling right hand and thought to themselves about how wrong the most recent experiment must’ve gone for them to turn off this badly. It’d been ages since they’d been forced to sleep in the medical wing, with only a hazy memory of the previous events. After losing the will to wait out the pain any longer, they moved their right hand across the bed to feel their left. Reaching out forcefully to grab their own limb, they were met with nothing but the same cold air that filled the rest of the empty room. And to their delirious horror, they discovered the full extent of the most recent experimental accident. They discovered the reason they were here, alone, in a dark medical wing and unattended. The reason no one would be able to give them anything but a pitiful look tomorrow, and the reason they’d never be able to, deep down, trust another iris employee like they could innocently do before. Not for a while, anyway. At the side of their abdomen, where a left arm was mere hours ago, there was nothing but dead space and a bandaged stump just above where an elbow should be. And with that, their blissfully ignorant and adolescent world caved in.

Their breathing hiked instantly as they began to feel their heartbeat pounding in their head. They looked down to see the same sight, simply larger, underneath the thin sheet of the hospital bed that hid their lower ailments. Their pristine purple trousers were cut off finely at the site of the wound wrapped in leaked-through, bloodied bandages. Four functional limbs halved to two. They searched in panic for some kind of button or phone, something to call someone, anyone, with, but found nothing in the blackness of night. There was no one, no contact, no scientist, doctor or guard even willing to hold their hand as they awoke to the sight of a significant life change they weren’t sure how they would live with. No apology for the incident, no words of endearment or reassurance yet. They were given only silence. They had no words for R, and R had no words to give. So, without a word of comprehension for the panicked ALTR to say, they lay back on the cold bed in the dark, the bandages wound tightly around their amputations providing the only hug-like closeness they’d receive that night. Then, they let out a series of long, harrowing cries to the empty halls surrounding them. Cries to no one, heard by no one. As they cried out in excruciating pain, they wondered where everyone was, if it was truly their place to wonder that. They thought of the scientists that had praised them in the lunch hall, hugging them and giving them gifts for their sweetness. They shed tears while thinking of the guards who had given them wistful smiles as they walked past and given them little nicknames like “buddy” and “honey”. They imagined the faces of the interns they’d gotten coffee for, the doctors who’d held their hands tightly through eye tests and cranial nerve exams, the speech therapists who’d tried to help them put their racing thoughts into words, the “friends” who’d been overjoyed at them just completing a simple sentence. They visualised the individual faces of all those who'd lied to them with the promises of I love you, we love you, they all love you. I love you, they'd say… so where were they now?

Tagging those who were interested

@intothebutterflyburrow @glass-trash-bab @geekyfox2 @an-idiot-in-a-trenchcoat @tahcoo

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sceptilemasterr · 5 years

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ES Act 2, Scene 14 - No Escape

Title: Endless Summer: The (un)Official Screenplay

Main Pairings: Estela x Ian (M!MC), Jake x Alyssa (F!MC)

Other Pairings: Craig x Zahra, Grace x Aleister, Michelle x Sean, Diego x Varyyn

Genre: Full Rewrite

Rating: PG-13 for swearing, violence, alcohol, and sexuality

Summary: The group finds a way off the island, but their escape attempt is quickly cut short.

Previous Scene: Respect

Masterlist: Link

Note: PG-13 movies are allowed one F-bomb per film. The word gets dropped in this scene, FYI!

EXT. ROURKE MARINA - DUSK

As the group clears the jungle and approaches the marina, the sun has started to rise in the west (or, more accurately, the sun is actually setting “in reverse.”) Aleister shakes his head in disbelief, muttering to himself. Sean glances up at the sky and gasps as a realization dawns on him.

SEAN: The stars! That’s what’s wrong!

QUINN: What about the stars?

Sean points into the sky. The rest of the group crowds around him.

SEAN: I spent six years in Boy Scouts-

JAKE: Of course you did.

Sean shoots Jake a look before continuing.

SEAN: I learned all the constellations and stars by heart. We’re not that far from home; I should still recognize most of the stars. But I don’t see any of the usual constellations. Not even the Big Dipper.

Jake, Ian, and Estela all squint and look around, trying to spot something familiar in the night sky.

IAN: ...Now that you mention it, you’re right. How’s that possible?

ESTELA: This island is strange. We should all know that by now.

JAKE: Well, yeah, but... how the hell do the stars change?

Grace and Aleister exchange a look but say nothing.

ALYSSA: Screw it, we’re almost there!

She points to the distant marina, where a pair of pristine yachts are floating nearby.

ALYSSA: One of those boats is taking us home!

DIEGO: Hear, hear!

As they head toward the marina, Zahra walks over to Estela.

ZAHRA: Hey. Spear girl. Y’know what this is?

She pulls a sharp amber-colored blade from her pocket and hands it to Estela.

ESTELA: No idea. It looks like... amber?

ZAHRA: But way harder. It was in one of that crab’s legs when I was cutting it up. Want it?

ESTELA: Sure. But this looks... man-made.

ZAHRA: Yeah. Keep this on the down-low, huh? We don’t need everyone freaking out when we’re this close. Just thought you could use something since your old spear got crabbed and all.

ESTELA: Thanks, Zahra.

ZAHRA: Anytime.

They reach the marina. In addition to the two yachts, they can see several speedboats tied up at the docks. Craig runs a hand along the side of one of the yachts approvingly.

CRAIG: Sweet ride! Let’s sail home in style!

DIEGO: All aboard the... Huerta Star!

The group files onto the Huerta Star. Jake heads back to the helm station, with Alyssa following. Estela and Ian hang back on the docks.

ESTELA: I... guess this is goodbye.

IAN: Guess so.

ESTELA: You’re not going to try to make me stay?

Ian shakes his head.

IAN: I may not know why you’re here, or what your mission is... but I trust you. I know you’re doing the right thing.

Estela looks down, shuffling her feet nervously.

ESTELA: Ian. Before you go... there’s something I-

The yacht’s motor starts up. Alyssa pokes her head out of a window.

ALYSSA: Ian! You coming or not?!

IAN: Guess I should get going. What did you want to tell me?

ESTELA: It’s- it’s nothing. Stay safe.

Ian nods and turns to board the yacht.

IAN: ...You too.

ALYSSA: Okay, y’all, we’re going home!

Ian leans his arms on the stern railing of the yacht, watching Estela as she stands at the dock, alone. Ian’s eyes are watering in spite of himself as the ship pulls away from the dock. He watches Estela until she vanishes over the horizon. Diego walks up to him and pulls him into a hug.

DIEGO: How are you holding up?

IAN: I was really hoping she’d change her mind.

DIEGO: For what it’s worth, I think you did the right thing. If it’s meant to be... you two will find each other again. One way or another.

IAN: I hope you’re right.

Ian slumps down onto a small metal box, which clangs when he kicks it with the heel of his shoe. Diego kneels down by the box.

DIEGO: Hey, Ian, stand up for a sec, would you? I think this thing’s hollow.

IAN: Sure, why not...

He and Diego wrench open the top of the box to reveal another set of folders like the ones Alyssa and Estela found. This time, the folders have pictures of Zahra, Craig, and Quinn on them. The two open the Zahra folder to reveal a dossier filled with personal information on Zahra, as well as a combat analysis and a threat level designation.

DIEGO: What the hell?!

IAN: Somebody’s... watching us?

Diego opens up the Craig folder to find a similar dossier.

DIEGO: I am officially creeped out.

IAN: We should let Alyssa and Jake know about this. Let’s go.

Meanwhile, inside the ship, Alyssa and Jake man the helm.

JAKE: Nearest port should be the Dominican Republic. These weird stars are screwin’ things up a bit, but that’s why we’ve got you, Blue Girl Group.

I.R.I.S.: Incorrect designation. I will respond to either “I.R.I.S.” or “Intelligent Reactive-

Alyssa laughs as Jake scowls at the hologram.

JAKE: Yeah, yeah, shut up. Are we still on course?

I.R.I.S.: Current trajectory should place us within Dominican Republic waters in approximately 3.44 hours.

ALYSSA: Nice. Good thing we’ve got such a fancy boat, huh?

JAKE: ...Yeah. Listen, Princess, there’s something I gotta tell you before we get back to the mainland. It’s about my discharge-

The yacht suddenly jerks sideways, sending Jake and Alyssa flying into the wall. The two of them scramble to their feet.

JAKE: The hell was that?!

ALYSSA: Look out!

Michelle slams open the door to the helm station, eyes wide with fear. Behind her, Ian and Diego struggle up the stairs and into the room.

MICHELLE: Huge whirlpool up ahead, guys! And that crazy storm from the flight in is back, too!

JAKE: You gotta be shitting me-

He looks to see that Michelle is telling the truth. A huge crater in the sea lies just ahead of them, and all around are dark storm clouds and balls of light just like the ones seen during the flight to the island. Jake jerks the wheel hard to port, sending the yacht away from the whirlpool.

IAN: The whirlpool! There’s something coming out of it!

JAKE: What, like a waterspout?

MICHELLE: Mother of God...

The five of them stare at the whirlpool... and at the massive, blue, scaled shape emerging from its depths. The beast has a huge fanged maw, no eyes, and a pair of glowing antennae that crackle with electricity. Its huge form continues so deep into the ocean that it is lost to view. From the lower deck, the sounds of the others screaming can be heard.

JAKE: What. The. FUCK?!

ALYSSA: TURN! NOW!

JAKE: I’m trying!

DIEGO: What is that thing?!

Ian and Alyssa both help Jake with the wheel, but the current is too strong, and the yacht is slow and cumbersome. The sea monster roars, a horrifying, unearthly sound, and dives toward the yacht, teeth bared.

ALYSSA: AAH!

JAKE: Princess! No!

MICHELLE: Hang on!

They are helpless in the wake of the beast’s attack. It grips the bow of the yacht in its colossal jaws; everyone hangs on for dear life as it lifts the vessel out of the water. With a single shake of its head, it sends the entire yacht, passengers and all, flying through the air, straight back toward the island. One by one, the students and Jake are thrown from the yacht into the sea, falling into the depths as the now-empty yacht itself crashes into the marina, destroying the other yacht and most of the speedboats. Alyssa and Ian both plunge, deeper and deeper, into the waters....

Next Scene: “We're Not Alone”

Tag List: @brightpinkpeppercorn @mysteli @edgydepressedchoicesthot @bbaba-yagaa @endlesshero1122 @endlessly-searching-for-you

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blightarts · 6 years

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POKÉMON AUTUMN VERSION CHAPTER 6: Let’s Rock n’ Roll! Part 2

Previous Chapter: Extreme Mode Engaged!

Next Chapter: More Coming Soon!

Disclaimer: Pokémon is a property of Game Freak and Nintendo, while Endless Summer is a property of Pixelberry. I do not claim any rights here.

Author’s Note: If the “Keep reading” doesn’t work, go here for the full post. I’ve decided to split the chapter into 2 parts. Part 1 is here. The script is too long to fit in one chapter.

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Recommended Music: Contest! (Pokémon)

A few minutes later...

I.R.I.S.: And now to introduce our next contestant. She is the first place winner of the previous contest that took place in Orderve City. She also happens to be one of Vishakha’s favorites. Introducing Mika and her Espeon!

Mika and her Espeon rush out of the curtains and wave at the audience. With a smile on her face, Mika begins her performance.

Mika: Alright, Espeon, use Psyshock!

Espeon’s eyes glow as she conjures small spheres of psychic-energy and hovers them around the stage, illuminating the contest hall.

Mika: Good! Now, use Signal Beam!

Espeon charges the gem on her forehead and fires a prismatic beam towards the psychic spheres. The spheres puff into pink smoke and covers the entire stage. Mika and Espeon are concealed in the smoke.

Mika: Use Psychic, Espeon!

Espeon’s eyes glow and takes control of the giant smoke using telekinesis. She then spreads the smoke across the floor in the entire hall, like how a smoke machine functions. Mika then places her hand on Espeon’s head and calmly says...

Mika: Last one, use Synchronoise.

Espeon nods and the two take a deep breath. Mika quickly begins to sing with confidence, while Espeon amplifies her voice with her own psychic powers and Synchronoise. The entire crowd marvels at Mika’s soothing yet powerful voice.

Taari: Woah...

Reginald: She’s like...

Elena: Celine Dion...

Reginald: Exactly.

Mika finishes her performance with a last high pitch note and the entire crowd does a standing ovation. Mika and her Espeon smile at the cheering crowd who rains the two with roses.

Blight and the other contestants watch from the curtains.

Blight: Wait... when and where did the crowd get roses?

Kaitlyn: Look! There’s a guy there with a Roserade, using Petal Dance.

Blight: Oh! Makes sense...

The pink smoke clears and Vishakha stands from her throne to comment on Mika’s performance.

Vishakha: I gotta say that you have been killing it with these performances, Mika. First, a giant green owl, and now, a singing concert?! You guys have great talent!

Mika: Thanks a lot, Vishakha.

Mika and her Espeon happily walk out of the stage as I.R.I.S. reappears.

I.R.I.S.: And now to introduce our final contestant. She is the first place winner of the first contest of this year that took place in Metropeal City. She is also one of Vishakha’s favorites. Introducing Kaitlyn and her Serperior!

Serperior slithers from the curtain with Kaitlyn mounting her on the back. Kaitlyn then gets off of Serperior and begins their performance.

Kaitlyn: Right then. Serperior, use Grassy Terrain!

Serperior screeches and a field of plant life start to cover the entire stage. Grass grows from the floor; vines cover the walls and the ceiling; and flowers bloom from all the green.

Kaitlyn: Great! Now, use Leech Seed then Aqua Tail!

Serperior swings her tail and throws a bunch of seeds at the center of the grass field. Small saplings start to grow from where the seeds are thrown. Her tail then glows blue with Water-type energy as she leaps up and slams her tail on the ground. The water then helps the saplings grow into a large tree, with the top reaching the ceiling.

Kaitlyn: Use Leaf Storm, Serperior!

Serperior circles around the tree and a tornado of razor sharp leaves start to whirl around the tree. The leaves then leave lots of cuts across the tree, with some leaves piercing through it. It’s almost as if Serperior is trying to do wood carving.

Kaitlyn: Now, finish it with Aqua Tail!

Serperior’s tail glows blue again as she slams it at the stump of the tree. The sliced parts of the tree then fall of to reveal a giant wooden statue of Kaitlyn and Serperior. The two then do the same pose as the one in the statue.

The crowd clap their hands as the sunlight from the glass ceiling glistens the wooden statue. Kaitlyn and Serperior bow while Vishakha stands from her throne to give her comment.

Vishakha: You really have a thing for carving statues, huh? That’s two in a row, Kaitlyn and you’re rolling. Keep up the amazing work!

Kaitlyn: Thank you so much, Vishakha!

As Kaitlyn returns backstage, Vishakha turns to her sister, Rachel.

Vishakha: She’s got potential, you know? She might even beat me...

Rachel: You think so?

Vishakha: Mhm.

After the performances of all of the contestants, I.R.I.S. calls for an intermission while the results of the judgement are being tallied.

Recommended Music: Contest Lobby (Pokémon)

Taari, Reginald, Elena and Vishakha reach the back stage and regroups with Kaitlyn, Mika, Blight and Zh’en.

Blight: Yo!

Kaitlyn: Hey, guys!

Mika: Did you enjoy our performances?

Zh’en: H-Hey...

Taari rushes to Zh’en with a smile.

Taari: You were so awesome, Zh’en! I couldn’t stop dancing after what you did!

Zh’en: Hehe... Thanks, Taari...

Taari grins and jumps around, while Zh’en smiles and rubs her head shyly. Everyone else gives them some space to enjoy each other’s company. Reginald walks over at Kaitlyn and Mika.

Reginald: You guys were phenomenal as always. Your performances get better every time I see a new one!

Kaitlyn: Thanks, Reggie!

Mika: That really means a lot.

The three friends high five and hug each other. Vishakha and Elena approach Blight and Katherine.

Vishakha: Well if it isn’t the cookieless man.

Blight: Shush...

Elena: Your performance rocks. Pun intended.

Katherine giggles and hugs Blight. Blight looks over at Katherine and hugs her back.

Blight: Well, I had to do my best, since the two people I love the most gave it their all.

Katherine smiles and pecks Blight’s cheek, while Vishakha lightly punches his arm.

Vishakha: Gee. Thanks, Jester.

Katherine: Thank you, Blight.

Vishakha then approaches Mika and Kaitlyn.

Vishakha: You guys never cease to amaze me.

Kaitlyn: Well, we have to work harder to achieve our dreams.

Mika: We won’t lose no matter what.

Vishakha grins and hugs them both.

Vishakha: Just remember; whatever happens, always have someone who has your back... who keeps you motivated to work harder... who always picks you up when you’re down...

While Kaitlyn and Mika hug her back and smile, Vishakha looks over at her uncle Blight and Elena. Kaitlyn and Mika look over at Taari, Reginald, and at each other. The three smile, knowing that they have such important people in their lives.

A few minutes have passed and the audience returns to their seats in the contest hall, eager to hear the results of the contest. Vishakha and I.R.I.S. take the stage and call upon the top three contestants.

I.R.I.S.: Welcome back, ladies and gentlemen. It’s now time for us to announce the top three contestants of Ursidae Town’s Contest.

The auditorium becomes quiet as tension fills it. I.R.I.S. accesses the files regarding the results. She then announces the third place winner.

I.R.I.S.: For third place, we have Mika and her Espeon.

The audience claps at the mention of Mika’s name, as she approaches to receive the Bronze Ribbon. Meanwhile, Taari, Reginald, and Elena clap as Mika enters the stage and receives a Bronze Ribbon. Vishakha approaches her and pins the ribbon.

Vishakha: Congratulations, Mika. Your singing voice was amazing to get you this far.

Mika: Thank you so much, Vishakha.

The two smile at each other and exchange hugs afterwards.

I.R.I.S.: For second place, we have Zh’en and his Sableye!!

The audience cheers loudly at the mention of Zh’en’s name. She happily enters the stage while Taari cheers loudly from his seat. Reginald and Elena smirk at him. Vishakha approaches Zh’en and pins the ribbon.

Vishakha: That was a perfect first performance, Zh’en. You have a bright future ahead of you. Keep it up.

Zh’en: Thank you, Vishakha!

The two exchange hugs with a smile.

I.R.I.S.: And finally, the moment we’ve been waiting for. For first place, we have… Blight and his Noivern!!

The audience bursts into a deafening cheer. Taari, Reginald and Elena lose their minds and started jumping around. Kaitlyn, Mika and Zh’en clap excitedly while Katherine covers her mouth with her hands and cries tears of joy as Blight runs to the stage. He and Vishakha grin at each other proudly. Vishakha then pins the ribbon on his outfit.

Vishakha: Congratulations, Jester. You really are awesome! I told you that you won’t regret this decision. I saw the thrill in your eyes earlier.

Blight: Heh. Thanks, your Highness. And you’re right; I don’t regret it. It’s the most fun I’ve had all year.

Blight reaches for a handshake but Vishakha shrugs it off. Instead, she pulls her uncle into a tight hug. Blight smiles and hugs her back.

I.R.I.S.: That’s it for Ursidae Town’s Contest. The next contest takes place in Aegis Town. Till next time, ladies and gentlemen! Thank you and good night!

Recommended Music: Friend A (Your Lie in April)

After the contest ends, Kaitlyn is backstage and leans onto a wall. Vishakha enters and sees her.

Vishakha: Hey...

Kaitlyn: Oh, hey, Vishakha...

Even though Kaitlyn tries her best to hide it, Vishakha can still see her sadness.

Vishakha: Kaitlyn... you’re...

Kaitlyn: I know... I know... I lost...

Vishakha pulls Kaitlyn in a comforting embrace and tries to lift her spirits up.

Kaitlyn: I didn’t even get to be in the top three....

Vishakha: Sshh... don’t think about that too much. Just keep moving forward. Failing hurts. I know. I’ve been there. But someone once told me; “One will never know true success without first knowing failure.” And from that moment, I didn’t let my failures break me. Instead, I let them teach me, train me into someone better.

The two girls pull away.

Kaitlyn: You really think that I’ll be as good as you?

Vishakha: Yeah... Heck, maybe you’re even better!

Kaitlyn giggles and smiles.

Kaitlyn: Thank you, Vishakha...

Vishakha: There we go! A smile!

The two pull each other into another hug and rejoin the others.

Recommended Music: Surf and Sand (ES)

After the contest, the kids are hanging around the lobby. Hugs are exchanged as the kids start to congratulate Mika, Kaitlyn and Zh’en.

Reginald: That was truly the best contest I’ve seen so far.

Kaitlyn: I’m so excited for the Grand Festival.

Mika: Me too!

Taari smiles and turns to Zh’en.

Taari: I hope you get to join the Grand Festival, Zh’en!

Zh’en: Yeah... I hope so too.

Zh’en smiles at Taari with confidence. Mika and Kaitlyn nod at each other and approach the Vaanti girl.

Mika: We’ll give you a chance, Zh’en.

Zh’en: Hmm?

Kaitlyn: It means that Mika and I won’t participate in the next contest, since we already have a place in the Grand Festival.

Zh’en: Really?

Mika: Mhm!

Blight: Plus, you have a higher chance of winning first place if the three of us don’t enter.

The kids turn to Blight.

Taari: You’re not participating in the next contest, Sir Blight?

Blight: Nope. I have more pressing matters in Aegis Town. Like speaking with Aleister.

Reginald: My father?

Blight: Yep. He hired me for a special Rourke International project. It’s classified.

Kaitlyn: Do your best and good luck then!

Blight: Thanks.

Vishakha approaches the group.

Vishakha: Come on. We’re having an buffet special in the hotel. You guys must be so hungry.

The stomachs of the kids growl and they laugh at each other. They join up with Blight, Vishakha, Katherine and the rest of the Aryndelle Princesses for a celebration. The group spends the entire night, bonding and partying to their heart content. They eventually go to sleep and get a good night’s rest.

The next day, Taari, Reginald, Kaitlyn and Elena are gathered in front of the Ursidae Gym. They all take a deep breath and nod at each other with determination.

Taari: Ready?

Reginald: Absolutely.

Kaitlyn: Yeah!

Elena: Let’s do this!

Taari grins and looks at the Gym.

Taari: Here we go!

The third contest of La Huerta comes into a close as the challengers make their way towards the Ursidae Gym. How will Craig become a challenge to them? FIND OUT IN THE NEXT EPISODE OF POKÉMON SUMMER VERSION!!

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