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JANUARY - FEBRUARY TEST DRIVE MEME

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Your partner. This world... it's full of animals like that. That's one of them. This is another.

[Yes, he does have a thing on him. His therapy cat. There's another thing looming behind him. It's... big.]

... what shack?

[Because surely Keith can't mean his weird desert hobo hut. Right?]

[If this is all a dream, it doesn't matter right? He pets along the litten's spine, listening to it purr and he sighs.]

The only shack in the desert?

[It's just a dream so he doesn't have to worry about not having his knife. It's fine. It'll be there when he wakes up.]

Why... would you be asleep there?

[Is this a joke? This is a joke, right? Keith's trying to be funny.]

[Hunk said he'd been trying that lately.]

Uh.

[Oh. Shit he has to. Be honest here. Shiro might actually get mad at him.]

Because I don't sleep at the Garrison anymore? After. Being kicked out.

Yeah...? I know that. None of us do. But why would you be there and not... on the Castle?

[Wait. Hold on. So he knew Keith wasn't part of the Garrison anymore. He figured he'd dropped out -- but everything had been so hazy and complicated that day, it hadn't really sunk in.]

[So.]

[Hold the %#$@ on.]

I'm sorry, you were what?

[The litten on his lap jumps a little at the tone coming through the dex. Keith himself even winces a little. Yeah, that was coming.]

Kicked out. A [he uses one hand to make air quotes] 'Disciplinary issue' after you left on the mission.

[He doesn't look all that proud of it either. He looks down at the litten instead.] It's been almost a year.

You -- why didn't you tell me!

[He'll calm down in a moment. Just let him have this... moment. In a second, he'll know there wasn't time for that. There wasn't the time or the place, and so many more important things needed to happen.]

[He pushes a hand through his hair, exhaling.]

Never mind. Don't... answer that. It's done with.

I'm sorry.

[Man this is a weird dream.]

Don't be. This isn't real anyway, right?

[Even with how warm that animal is against him and how hungry he's starting to feel, he'll still firmly posit this is a dream and nothing else.]

Where are you guys? I'll come to you.

No, I should be. I shouldn't snap at you like that. We can... we can talk about it when we get you here.

[And, you know, prove he's awake. Maybe Haunter can help with that one.]

We're out in the Sevii Islands. It's -- a ways away from where you ended up. So it might be a few days.

You should head north -- toward Cherrygrove. There's a place you can stay there.

Cherrygrove.

[Yeah, okay, these are dumb names. He looks down to the litten and start of makes to stand, keeping it held in one arm. It's so small.]

What do I do about it? It's -- They don't let animals in hotels right? [That's something he sort of remembers from when he was a kid. Hotels not being pet friendly.

But he's clearly attached already. Dream or not, it's cute. And it's small and needs protecting.]

Cherrygrove.

[Confirmed.]

[Luna just wants to meet this litten! Come on, sad triangle man, let her play with it! Why is it on the screen!]

They do, here. The place in Cherrygrove is called a "Pokemon Center". It's open to people and their partners.

[Don't worry buddy he has your back.]

I'll probably wake up before then but... Thanks, Shiro.

[Is he carrying litten because he's attached? Or because he doesn't know how to get it back in that ball? Why not both.]

What else should I know.

Keep thinking that.

[Because something's going to burst your bubble, buddy.]

There might be wild Pokemon on the way. But your partner's going to protect you -- don't worry about that.

Just trust them.

[... which is when the Aggron chooses to set its huge nose on his shoulder.]

I do.

[Shiro says this little thing will protect him. Keith looks down at it half-asleep in his arm, then back at Shiro's face on the screen. He clearly doesn't believe that and would rather fight whatever head on.

Oh but -- that's a. Big thing on Shiro's shoulder. If Shiro trusts it then...]

This is weird.

[Keith please don't fight the pokemon yourself, you'll make them sad. Unless you're weird Uncle Krieg who has a standing invitation to wrestle the Incineroars.]

It is. It takes a lot of getting used to.

[He lifts a hand, dragging metal fingers fondly along his Aggron's "helmet".]

But it's worth it. Promise you.

[He will fight every pokemon bigger than him. You Know Him.]

If you say so.

[Please Dream Shiro, Give Him Guidance In The Desert.]

Anything else to know?

[Yes he does that is the problem.]

Seriously. It might look small, but... it breathes fire, Keith. Trust me, let it protect you.

[This is his guidance.]

I told you who's all here... we're living with a few other people. When you get here, don't be surprised if you meet up with them.

Wait, it what.

[Oh god this is so much. He's already walking and holding the litten in his arm.]

Matt said he'd meet me.

It breathes fire, buddy. Head's up, if it ever gets a hairball.

[Shiro that is not even remotely funny.]

... I'm not surprised.

You want me to come, too?

[Christ. He's probably going to lose everything then because he's never had a pet that stayed indoors, let alone one that breathes fire.

Keith just looks tired, more than anything. It's been a long year alone. His voice is quiet, unused to asking for things:] Please?

Yeah -- Yeah I can do that.

Don't worry, all right? Things are going to be okay.

[He sounds a little more confident:] I'll meet you there.

[Meanwhile, his litten sensed something was... off. And tries to butt its head against him. He didn't notice it with his jacket on but its fur is really oily.]

Why is its fur like this. Should I get it cleaned?

You will.

[It's a promise.]

[He grins, though, watching the little guy try and help.]

Nah, they're always like that when they're small. They use it for the fire thing -- Like I said.

[At least this is one cat that actually likes him without him nearly dying.]

What about the ball it came out of.

[So he may not be thinking consciously about the 'this is a dream' scenario, which means he's going to ask a million questions about how it still doesn't make sense. But at least he's on his way.]

It's an easy mode of transport. You don't have to keep it in there, and a lot of people don't.

[He nods to the Aggron still resting its head on his shoulder.]

No clue how they work. But Armin or Ford might have an idea for you.

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