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buggysnap · 1 year
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themostop · 7 months
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retrogamingblog2 · 1 day
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nettochu · 7 months
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I remember when the first game came out people hated his guts
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poppyseedmuffiin · 1 year
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its kind of strange to think about how this flareon my brother and I named "federal tax" in 2016 is literally older than some children I know
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like its an obvious fact that ppl born in 2016 are 6 now but it still feels like a year ago so it's like. my cousin's kids can walk and talk now and this digital creature has existed longer than they have
congratulations federal tax according to a childhood developmental milestones site you can begin to think critically and tie your own shoes now. mama couldn't be more proud
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yoshinoritagi · 1 year
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Hey guys hear me out for real on this one.
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HEAR ME OUT.
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citrongarde · 9 months
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a5 for wally bc i know that's his standard expression in pokemas whenever bede decides to start shit with someone for the 15th time that day
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ah fuck not again
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enby--ghost · 2 months
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you got games on your phone
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What do you want to see on my OF or Snapchat? I do custom requests just ask for my pricing list. 🌶🖤
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honeybeedarling33 · 2 years
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New Pokemon Snap is a fun game
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buggysnap · 1 year
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I just love the way she stims, your honor
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vimbry · 1 month
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if u could mash up two different game franchises what would they be and what would u do with them? either a full-on crossover or one series in the style of another o:
ohh mannn, there's probably something very obvious I like that I'm neglecting to remember! you know what, even tho I love legend of zelda, something I've never really been drawn into is the overarching plotlines (with the exception of a few instalments, like "majora's mask", which is closest to what I'm gonna mash-up here).
they're excellent games, but the generic fantasy "follow the prophecy to cleanse the world of the powerful evil spirit" and its associated dialogue of 'link... awaken as a hero and fulfil your destiny' type stuff has just never grabbed my interest. but they often have likeable individual characters! so I think I'd like to see something in the vein of say, like, animal crossing or harvest moon - still in the same sort of worlds, still has conflict and threats, but it's less about moving towards the climax of an impending rising darkness, and instead a setting you get to spend more time in and uncover at a slower pace.
you could do tasks and stuff as link, have customisation mechanics, make friendships, build him a little house. I guess elements of "breath of the wild" like the town sidequest, if its devs were given years to craft extensive backstories and dialogue.
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retrogamingblog2 · 8 months
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juceynightmare · 9 months
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what if we kissed in front of the pokemon cards? - hook x reader
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my masterlist
hook masterlist
pairing(s): hook x fem!reader, dante martin x fem!reader
warning(s): swearing, jealous!hook, reader’s a geek, hook’s just happy to be there, references to memes about video games
genre(s): fluff, established relationship
word count: 1,788
summary: y/n is a regular on ethan page’s toy hunt vlogs. along with hook, dante, darius, mark sterling, and ethan page, they all visit a toy store although y/n, mark, and ethan are the only collectors of the group. for some particular reason, dante hovers around y/n more than he usually does, and tyler isn’t too fond of his friend trying to be so close to his girlfriend - even if no one knew they were dating just yet because their relationship is only a few hours old.
crouched down in front of a multitude of wrestling figures from the 90’s, mark sterling and ethan page were talking about being the old ones in the group by a decade. “hey, remember when i made that al bundy joke and no one in the car understood it. do you feel old?” ethan asked.
“i mean, these guys are born in 1999.” mark began, but ethan cut him of with a river of “no”’s.
“that’s not true. dante, y/n, what year were you two born in?” ethan called out from where he and mark were squatting on the floor, their gaze’s fixed on the two young adults that were standing not too far from them.
“2001.” they answered in unison as they walked over to ethan and mark.
“oh my god, that’s even worse!” mark exclaimed as he stood up, while ethan laughed. “alright, quick question, did you two play with wrestling toys growing up?”
dante answered with a nod, and mark continued to ask him questions.
ethan stood up beside mark, angling the camera in a way that’d get all four of them in the shot. in his phone screen, ethan tried not to make a face at how close dante was to y/n, even noting that the man tried to wrap an arm around her waist but y/n seemed to notice and took a step away from him.
“y/n, check this out!” tyler’s voice cut through the store, catching everyone’s attention because the man was usually so quiet that you’d typically forget he was also tagging along with them.
“coming!” y/n yelled out in response, excusing herself quickly before scurrying away from the group - missing the way dante stared at her back longingly before ethan and mark grabbed his attention again.
she found tyler crouching down by a display case full of pokemon cards, and her mouth dropped open in a gasp. “oh my god, tyler, you found the jackpot. do they have base set stuff in here?” she asked as she crouched down beside him, leaning forward towards the glass as if it’d give her a better look of the cards inside.
“don’t let dante be so close to you.” tyler mumbled in a manner that y/n could only compare to a low growl. with his gaze still fixed on the cards, y/n’s snapped her head to the side to face him.
she observed him for a second, noting how tense tyler’s jaw had become underneath the hood of his hoodie, and how he hands were balled into fists. she reached out, placing her hand over his and rubbing her thumb over his knuckles. tyler turned to look at her, and y/n noticed the fire in his eyes that had made it obvious that the man was jealous.
“glad i wasn’t the only one who thought he was acting a bit weird today.” she mumbled in response, scooting over so that she could be right beside tyler. she watched tyler tear his gaze away from her and focus his attention back on the cards in the display case. she felt him adjust their hands so that he could lace their fingers together properly before lifting her hand and pressing a kiss to the back of it.
“he’s been following you around like a lost puppy and practically waves me away whenever i try to hang around you two.” he grunted, letting their hands fall down between them as y/n leaned over and rested her head on his shoulder.
“did you call me over because you couldn’t hide the jealousy anymore or because you actually wanted me to look at these cards?” she mused, feeling tyler rest his head against hers and sigh.
tyler was never one to play into the whole public display of affection deal. however, when it came to y/n, tyler found himself being comfortable stepping out of his bubble. especially when it meant he got her attention. “both. i finally mustered up the courage to ask you out but it seems like dante was on the same track as me.” he muttered in reply, and he listened to the way she chuckled beside him.
“even if he asked me out first, i’d reject him. i have a huge massive crush on his friend, tyler.” y/n playfully mumbled, reaching up with her other hand to poke tyler’s nose.
“oh really? i heard this tyler guy has a huge massive crush on you, too. maybe you guys should kiss right now at the pokemon card display case.” he hummed, lifting his head and turning to face y/n.
“yeah?” she questioned, lifting her head from his shoulder as soon as she felt him lift his head from hers. she turned her face to look at him, to already find him staring at her with sheepish eyes. “i wouldn’t mind. i think it’d be a very cute kiss with my new boyfriend since he didn’t want to kiss me when he asked me out a few hours ago because he ‘wants our first kiss to be perfect’” she giggled.
tyler watched the way crinkles formed at the corners of her eyes as she giggled. her mouth was formed into the cutest smile he’d ever seen, and the way she squeezed his hand had let tyler know that this was most definitely the perfect moment for him to kiss her. so, he leaned forward, tilted his head to the side and pressed his lips against hers, silencing her giggles but feeling her smile against his lips as she kissed him back softly. they felt fireworks tingle down to the tips of their fingers and the ends of their toes - and they couldn’t think of a better time to have their first kiss.
tyler was the one who pulled away after a few seconds, opening his eyes and noticing the blush that had dusted her cheeks and the wide smile that had appeared on her face. he figures he looked the same, feeling how warm his face had grown and how hard it was for him to not smile. he turned his head back to face the display case, feeling her head drop down against his shoulder again. for a man who usually didn’t like being so openly affectionate, he couldn’t help but feel the need to keep kissing her - even if they were in public with their friends with one of them recording a video for the internet.
tyler rested his head against hers, squeezing her hand gently just as she gasped and pointed excitedly at a card on a lower level. “babe, look!” she said, rather loudly that caught the attention of their friends on the opposite side of the store. “a psa 9 gold star rayquaza from deoxys!” she continued, lifting her head from tyler’s shoulders and letting go of his hand. she placed her hands firmly on tyler’s shoulders and shook the man violently, causing him to laugh and grab at her wrists to try and get her to stop.
he didn’t understand why she was so excited - tyler wasn’t one to collect toys, figures, or cards. additionally, he had no idea what she just said. to him, y/n was saying multiple random words that didn’t make sense to him but as long as it made her happy and excited, then tyler would go along with it. especially when she was so excited that she had upgraded tyler from “tyler” to “babe”.
“baby, you’re getting all excited and violent.” he laughed. the girl finally let him go as ethan and the others walked up, dante visibly disappointed at the revelation that y/n and tyler were most definitely dating or at least involved with each other.
“what’d you find, mrs. hook?” ethan teased, not missing a moment to tease the youngest member of his toy hunt crew. he brought the camera over to the display case, following where she was pointing to focus on the graded card.
“gold star rayquaza! best card in the entire pokemon card releases, i don’t care what others think.” she answered, leaning forward until she was practically pressed against the case. a blush had risen to her cheeks at ethan calling her 'mrs. hook' but she didn't want to give him the satisfaction of making her completely flustered. “the price tag is absolutely not it though.” she muttered disappointedly as she took note of the price tag.
tyler stood up, stretching out his arms above his head with a groan. he saw the store owner already beginning to pull the card from the case, and y/n quickly stood up as soon as the slate was set down on the display case.
“how often are you going to find one of these, though?” ethan continued, while mark snickered from beside him. dante and darius were standing behind the two older men, their gazes fixed on where tyler’s hand now rested on the small of y/n’s back.
“no need to worry about how often she’ll come across one of these. i’m buying this one for her.” tyler hummed as y/n’s head snapped up to him. before she could protest, he lifted a hand to cover her mouth. “can you add it on to her pile, please?” he asked the store owner, feeling y/n try to pry his hand off of her face.
when the owner nodded and went to the register to add the slate to the pile that y/n had started, tyler finally uncovered her mouth. “babe, what the fuck!” she yelled, looking up at tyler in shock.
“babe, what the fuck!” tyler mimicked her, making his voice high pitched and exaggerating the way the girl sounded.
the others behind the camera laughed at the interaction, and dante pitched in a genuine light-hearted, “stop flirting! we’re still here, you know.”
ethan turned the camera back to face him, mark, darius, and dante. “god, the fans are gonna love this. it’s cool if i include it in the vlog, right?” he asked, looking past the phone camera to look back at the couple who were currently arguing in a whisper. well, not more so arguing, but rather y/n insisting that she could buy the card herself and tyler refusing to let her pay. they both paused their arguing to look back at ethan.
a light blush rose to their cheeks, and y/n nodded her head while tyler let out a “i don’t care.”
later on, when the two of them were in y/n’s hotel room, y/n would show tyler a multitude of “what if we-” memes because their first kiss reminded her of them. tyler would later ask if y/n would ever want to put her minecraft bed next to his and kiss after beating the enderdragon together.
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rising-volteccers · 6 months
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Honestly after talking with some friends, this is the impression I get from them so have this silly meme. Oh and the what-if scene for HZ023, if you care.
All jokes aside, I genuinely had fun writing this! This is how I personally would love to see happen. I hope it'll be an enjoyable read haha!
Series: Pokemon Horizons
Characters: Friede, Amethio
Mild warning for description of character injury. And HZ022-HZ023 spoilers.
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The loud screech that emanated deep within the mines stole his attention and halted the battle between them. Friede did say Amethio wouldn’t catch him looking away but his eyes automatically flickered to the source. What he saw emerging from the tunnel made his blood run cold.
Liko and Roy. Cap, badly wounded in Liko’s arms. Something big and angry chasing after them. 
“Charizard, Flamethrower!” Friede ordered almost immediately.
His trusted partner swiftly fired off a stream of fire from its mouth, hitting the Pokemon that looked like Moltres dead center. 
“Friede!” He heard Liko yell as the mine cart rapidly brought the kids and Cap away–hopefully towards safety. 
“Keep going! Take care of Cap!” 
Liko’s desperate scream of his name made his heart ache with guilt but Friede couldn’t afford to spare them any more attention, not when the flaming Pokemon turned its fury filled sights upon him. 
To his brief surprise, he zeroed in on the Ancient Pokeball grasped between its talons. So, this was one of Lucius’s Pokemon too? Like Rayquaza and Arboliva?
The Moltres lookalike once again screeched in fury, and Friede swore he saw fire-like aura emitting from it. All of them had to dodge the bevy of Air Slash crescents fired off from its wings, where some veered towards the tunnel where Liko and Roy escaped earlier. It swiftly caused that mineshaft to collapse. 
Ah, so more like Rayquaza than the gentle Arboliva then. Got it.
“Guess I made it mad,” he uttered, smirking nervously. While Friede enjoyed battling against strong opponents, even he knew better than to contend with multiple enemies at once. At least between the two in front of him, one could be reasoned with. Hopefully.
“Hey! Temporary truce?” Friede spoke to the still frozen Amethio. That snapped the teen out of whatever trance he’d been in.
“What? Why–”
“Look out! Flamethrower!” Friede ordered, to which his Charizard readily fired off another stream of flames towards the wave of dark purple energy targeting Amethio and Ceruledge. Chillingly, the Flamethrower passed through it so nothing stopped the attack from hitting Trainer and Pokemon head on. 
“Amethio! Charizard, go up close and use Dragon Claw!”
With a mighty flap of his wings, Charizard surged upwards with gleaming orange claws, rearing them back before striking at the furious Pokemon.
In the meantime, Friede rushed towards Amethio and Ceruledge. Both of them were flat on the ground, looking like they were struggling to get up. He didn’t spot any immediate visible wounds but their actions indicated that something was wrong still. 
“What’s wrong? Where are you hurt?” 
“Ngh… it’s like all my energy’s been sapped,” Amethio replied through gritted teeth. He had pushed himself onto his elbows, looking past Friede to stare at the Moltres currently engaged in an aerial battle with Charizard. 
An attack that sapped away at one’s stamina? If Friede looked closely, both Amethio and Ceruledge breathed out what appeared to be black wisps. Through his extensive knowledge of Pokemon and their moves, he was genuinely at a lost. He’d never seen an attack–outside of Ghost-type moves–that didn’t directly harm the user but drained their energy before. 
Charizard’s roar drew Friede’s attention to his flier. He saw Charizard swooped out of the way from that odd attack again but within the enclosed area, his room to fly around was pretty limited. The moment that Moltres get a good solid hit in, it was over. 
Friede swiftly checked his surroundings. Aside from the mineshaft that the kids emerged from and the one that collapsed behind him, there was one more that he vaguely recall Amethio coming out from. While he wasn’t keen on entering deeper into the mines, their priority right now was to get away. 
A small part of him bemoaned the loss of fighting against such a strong opponent but he couldn’t be selfish here. Not when he needed to get Amethio towards safety. He might be someone who stood against him but he too was painfully mortal, just like Friede was. It didn’t matter that they were enemies once that Moltres got its fury filled talons on their squishy bodies. 
“Right, we’re gonna head there. Return your Ceruledge and see if you can hold on,” Friede instructed, already in the process of looping one of Amethio’s arms across his shoulders.
“What are you–let go of me!” Right, why would this guy make things easy for him?
“Now’s not the time! Unless you want to take your chances with that thing, we’re getting out of here!” Friede hissed back, losing all traces of his playfully serious mood. From the corner of his eye, he saw how Charizard collided with the stone wall from one of its Air Slashes. His partner wouldn’t last that much longer.
Thankfully, Amethio finally took the hint. After returning Ceruledge, he quieted down even if Friede sensed the disgruntled air coming from him once he pulled the skinny teen to his feet, one of his arms looped around the other’s waist. Amethio did not walk unsteadily but it still took effort for Friede to support him without them swerving from the straight path towards the open mineshaft. 
Just as they reached it, a loud screech halted them. Friede risked a look behind, feeling his heart drop to his stomach upon seeing his downed Charizard. Now the Moltres had its furious sights on them again.
It curled its wings in, gaining an ominous sheen to it before the Moltres released another wave of Air Slashes towards them. Friede didn’t think much when he shoved Amethio inside the mineshaft while he rolled to the side. His ankle screamed at him when he scrambled to his feet, nearly buckling underneath his weight. The slashes barely missed him, though the ones that did connect started to cause the entrance to crumble. 
If he was to get stuck in here and get ripped to shreds, Friede wanted to at least return his Charizard to spare it that gruesome fate. 
Just as he raised his Pokeball to return Charizard, a purplish figure dashed out of the slowly collapsing entrance. Friede heard a call for “Phantom Force!” over the Moltres’s screech and the sound of his partner now safe in its Pokeball. 
Friede spotted Ceruledge emerging from its portal to slash at Moltres from above, effectively drawing its attention that he could stumble his way to the mineshaft, pushing through the fire that surged from his ankle. He just about avoid a fallen support beam, then fell past Amethio who quickly returned his Ceruledge. 
Another loud screech, then the entrance really started collapsing in earnest. Friede instinctively curled into a ball, arms going up to protect his head as earth and stone fell around him. After what felt like forever, it finally stopped.
It was quiet, the only sounds were his labored breaths, and the occasional creak of the settling wreckage. Friede tried to breathe slowly, to calm the rising panic within his chest but all he got was a mouthful of dust. He coughed and wished he had something to wash out the film lining his teeth.
Once his lungs settled down, Friede remembered that he wasn’t alone.
“You alive?”
“Unfortunately,” Amethio grumbled his response, coming somewhere from his left with a pain laced voice. Friede pushed himself up onto his elbows and tried to squint at the other through his still adjusting vision. He couldn’t see any visible wounds aside from the gash that sluggishly bled from Amethio’s forehead. At the very least it looked like he could move normally again.
Pushing through the sharp spike that came from his left leg, Friede army crawled a few feet away from the pile of rubble that temporarily separated them from that dangerous Pokemon still screeching in anger. Once he neared a tarp covered box, he used it as leverage to pull himself up into a sitting position, gasping from both exertion and pain.
With his legs spread out in front of him, Friede knew his left ankle was at least twisted, at worst outright broken. He supposed no good deed goes unpunished. 
“Why did you do that?” As if sensing his thoughts, Amethio hissed out. In the dim lighting, Friede just about made out his angry, somewhat confused scowl. “We would’ve made it. You foolishly got yourself hurt because you tried to play the hero.”
“A thank you would’ve been nice,” Friede replied, sporting a wry grin. He released a slow breath afterwards. “But to answer your question, don’t know. Body just reacted.”
He truly didn’t have an answer for it. Friede saw danger and his first reaction was to keep Amethio out of harm’s way. He’d likely do that for anyone, really. That was just his nature; to fiercely guard and protect those around him, which apparently included Amethio at that moment.
For a bit, no words passed between them. His silence was based on breathing through the pain while Amethio’s appeared cold, maybe contemplative even. The screeching had stopped for the time being so that Moltres probably gave up. Hopefully. Friede wondered if its rage would prompt it to cause the entire mine to collapse.
“...where are you hurt?” Amethio’s question caught him by surprise. Friede fought to mask it, instead raising an eyebrow at the cool gaze settling upon him.
“Left ankle. Probably twisted it,” he replied. Friede instinctively tensed up at Amethio’s approach, hand twitching to the Pokeball that held his injured Charizard. To his continued surprise, the teen crouched in front of his stretched out legs. 
“Hey, watch it!” Friede yelped at the initial touch on his boot, the slight jostle causing a flare up of pain. Amethio briefly paused, then continued to ease his boot out in a gentler manner. He didn’t think the other had it in him to be mindful honestly. 
Friede gritted his teeth through the careful probing. Even he could tell it felt swollen and tender, nevermind the pain that sparked up from the affected area. 
“This needs a splint,” Amethio spoke up after several minutes of silence. He stood up from his crouched position, making a brief sweep of his surroundings. “Those broken beams over there should suffice for now. The only thing left is some kind of cloth to wrap them around your leg and keep them in place.”
Friede considered Amethio’s words. He didn’t expect this level of cooperation but he supposed desperate times called for desperate measures. He shouldn’t look a gift Rapidash in the mouth so he dipped a hand into his pocket, pulling out a small pocket knife.
“Here. Should be able to use this to cut strips from the tarp covering this box. You’d have an easier time doing it than me right now,” he explained, handing the item to Amethio.
Amethio didn’t reach out to grab it, not at first. Friede found himself at the other end of a slightly incredulous gaze.
“What? My arm’s getting sore.”
“You’d hand me a blade that I can point at you?”
Well, considering their usual dynamics, Friede supposed he understood his confusion. He wasn’t too keen about it himself but he banked on what he knew of Amethio’s character from the various times they clashed. 
“I mean, I don’t think you’re the sort who’d stab a guy when he’s down. Too easy of a win for you, no?”
For a moment, Friede wondered if he messed up at the sudden shift in Amethio’s expression. He looked downright annoyed now, his right eye twitching ever so slightly. Did he incite the teen to actually stab him?
Before Friede could store away the knife, Amethio swiped it from his grasp. He sidestepped him to yank at the tarp, pulling it off the box. 
“Hold onto this corner and keep it taut,” Amethio all but ordered. Deciding to not push his luck, Friede did as he was told. Soon, they had various haphazard strips that should fit their purposes. 
Amethio dropped the knife by Friede’s side instead of nicely handing it back to him. A tad rude but hey, definitely better than fending himself off from angry stabs. Amethio soon returned to his side with a couple of broken support beams, roughly in the size they needed to make a temporary splint. 
Friede remained still while Amethio set about in placing the planks on both sides of his left leg. He sort of tuned out the entire process, mostly thinking about where Amethio got this knowledge from. Did he get injured often? As strong as Amethio was in battles, Friede was aware that he didn’t look that much older than Liko and Roy. 
Why was someone as young as him a part of the Explorers? He’d entertain that thought from time to time, admittedly. Whose orders did he follow that he’d chase them from Kanto? Friede was certain that he faced off a different Explorer back in Paldea. It just wasn’t Amethio’s style to resort to trickery and subterfuge. He could have easily went after Liko and Roy when they were separated from him instead of opting to battle.
“...there. How does that feel?” Amethio’s question drew him back to the present. Friede blinked, eyes glancing down at the makeshift splint. 
“Doesn’t feel too tight. Thanks,” he replied after carefully moving his leg. That should help keep his leg stabilized until he gets his ankle properly treated. 
Friede leaned back against the box, took a few deep breaths before looking up at Amethio's quiet gaze. He extended a hand towards the other. "Help me up? Don't know about you but I'd like to find a way out of here."
Amethio eyed his hand like it was something foul but he did grasp it. After a bit of awkward maneuvering, Friede got to his feet, putting minimal pressure on his bad ankle by leaning his weight against Amethio. Instead of shoving him off, the teen simply mimicked his earlier position by wrapping an arm around his waist while one of Friede's arms was draped across Amethio's shoulders.
"Guess our only choice is to go down there and hope it'll lead to an exit," Friede stated, vaguely gesturing to the path that wasn't blocked off by debris and rubble. 
"It'll lead to an open chamber with multiple paths. One of them is an exit," Amethio replied, already making the first move to get him walking.
"Huh." Friede would've asked where his confidence came from but then he recalled Amethio coming out from this tunnel earlier. He couldn't help but wonder for just how long the Explorers kept an eye on them. The very moment they landed in Galar? Friede wanted to keep a low profile by traveling on foot but that seemed to be a bust since Amethio found him all the way here. 
Initially, it took them a few tries to find a way where the height difference and Friede's awkward gait didn't impede their pace. Once they found a rhythm, thus began a slow yet steady walk down the mostly dim tunnel. His eyes had since adjusted, and after a few minutes, he spotted a pinprick of light in the distance.
"Oh good, looks like we're close. Usually people say 'don't go into the light!' but in our case, it's a blessing, yeah?" Friede chattered on, having done so for the past minute since he didn't like how the silence settled on his skin. 
"A head injury would be preferable if it gets you to shut up." Amethio didn't give him a response before but it seemed that he was really getting on his nerves now.
"Oof, a lil' harsh." There might be a hint of a pout to his voice but Friede got the message. He didn't know whether Amethio was above just dropping him like a sack of potatoes so he kept his mouth shut until their claustrophobic surroundings opened up to a larger chamber.
It looked similar to the one they were fighting in before with the same tunnels that led to who knows where. Amethio led them down to the leftmost one, presumably the mineshaft he came in from before. 
Friede couldn't tell how much time had passed. His entire body slowly became one giant ache as he hobbled along, hating the stiffness from the makeshift splint. The edges rubbed against his leg in a way that was noticeable even through the fabric of his trousers. He kept reminding himself that this was necessary even if he wanted nothing more than to get it off. 
Had he been a lesser person, seeing the light at the end of this tunnel would've reduced him to tears. At last, fresh air once they properly exited the mines. Friede wasn't the claustrophobic sort usually but seeing greenery and open space around him, not to mention breathing in dust free air nearly made him crash in relief.
Amethio led him to a nearby tree. Once Friede had a hand on the trunk, the teen swiftly released him like he couldn't stand being pressed close for even a second longer. He watched Amethio dust himself off, futile as it was. Both of them looked like they just crawled out of the ground.
"Don't forget to get that treated," Friede found himself speaking up, tipping his head at the now dried blood that caked Amethio's upper brow. 
He received a blank stare for that. "Duly noted. Take your own unwanted advice."
Well, he supposed that since they were free, all false niceties were off the table. Not that Amethio put much effort in keeping his disdain hidden. They had to work together under unexpected circumstances. Now that the threat no longer loomed over their heads, they returned to their previous dynamic of being enemies.
"I'd love to continue our previous battle but–take a rain check for it, yeah? Promise I'll give it everything I got next time."
There will be a next time. So long as Amethio chased after the pendant, they will inevitably clash. Such was the nature for them who stood on opposite ends. 
(Sometimes Friede did wonder how it'd be like if Amethio had been an ally instead. Perhaps they'd get along better, or maybe even be friends).
Amethio didn't respond. Instead, he turned around and released his Corviknight. 
"Huh, forgot you had that mon," Friede mused. Seeing their fiery opponent (both figuratively and literally), he supposed Amethio didn't want to pit his Steel-type against it earlier.
Friede watched as the teen swiftly got onto his Corviknight. Before his flier took off, Amethio briefly glanced back at him.
"Prepare yourself," was all he said prior to the Corviknight becoming airborne. Friede stared at the pair until they flew out of sight. 
With a deep sigh, he allowed his shoulders to slump. Exhaustion and pain weighed him down in different measures. He made a quick swipe at his face, took in a measuring breath before releasing his Charizard.
His partner was quick to growl its worry. The time spent in its Pokeball allowed the Fire-type a bit of recovery room but they wouldn't be winning any battles until Charizard got properly treated. 
"Hey, sorry for worrying you. I'm fine–well, I will be," Friede quickly amended at Charizard's pointed look to his makeshift splint. He gave his starter a few good scratches underneath his chin.
"Do you think you can give me a lift back to Motostoke? I think the kids would bring Cap there. Just take it nice and easy."
Charizard easily accepted his request. It turned around and lowered itself to the ground, much more than usual to compensate for Friede's current state. He winced from all the jostling but soon, he sat as comfortably as he could on Charizard's back.
Slowly, as if testing his wings, Charizard gave a few flaps. It became stronger, and then they were airborne. 
As Friede settled down during their slow flight back to Motostoke, his mind went back to the Moltres back in the mines. Seeing that it was likely connected to the Lucius, they very well couldn't leave it alone. Liko and Roy wouldn't want to leave a mystery like this unsolved, nor did he. 
Well Friede didn't plan on facing it unprepared. He might come back on crutches but he was determined to have the upper hand next time. He fished out his Rotom Phone, dialing a number until it connected. 
"Friede? What is it?"
"Hey Dot. So, long story short, I need your help in looking into something for me…"
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