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Note: What I ultimately decided to do was try and use multiple legendaries, all going through the same experience (having a day off from scaring trainers' pants/shorts/skirts off), and decided to have the different creatures experience it in different ways. Some might by serious, some might be hilarious, but it gives a wide view of how the legendaries might interact and deal with situations that are unusual, if only to them. I may lump some legendaries together, and I probably won't use them all unless the ideas start rolling. This first part is simply to set the stage for the stories to come.
Prologue - Even Gods Get Bored
It was a little known fact that, while the legendary Pokemon supposedly had various dichotomies and rivalries, at the end of the day, those were just their jobs. In reality, the Legends' "separate dimensions" were really just a part of one dimension...like rooms in a mansion, or really, offices in an office building. The Legends were all friends and generally got along well...well, except for Mewtwo, but he was kind of a prick to everyone, anyway, and he stayed around the Earth all the time. But the rest of the Legends got along pretty well...and they often met at the end of the day to discuss their days.
Today, however, was different. You could feel it in the air...an unrelenting sense of boredom.
Arceus stretched its limbs and yawned. Shaymin wasn't zipping about in its Sky Forme, but rather lay down on the ground in its Land Forme, seemingly exhausted. Kyogre and Groudon were separated from each other, not because of any dislike, but because they tended to be unable to control their respective powers while Rayquaza was sleeping, and it slept a lot. Darkrai and Cresselia didn't bother with their usual playfight over who would get to handle Rayquaza's dreams this time. Even Celebi wasn't her usual flirtatious self, instead floating in place with her arms crossed next to Lugia and Ho-oh.
Finally, Dialga appeared and looked over his comrades. "By the dimensions, you all look like the Distortion Dimension." Origin Forme Giratina grunted at this. "Sorry, no offense intended, Gira. What a meant was you all look horrible. Bad days?"
Celebi responded first. "You have no idea. Some whacko tried to shove me into something he called a GS Ball! I wasn't about to go in a Pokeball for any reason! Besides, there was a really hot Tropius checking me out, so I didn't have time for that."
"You think you had it bad, Celebi, listen to my day." Arceus cracked its neck. "One minute I'm sitting in my Hall of Origin, and the next, all of my Plates come flying in and whack me in the head, one by one. Of course, since I know someone's coming, I can't really be hurt just then, so I try to act cool while this crazy old man attacks me with a giant-ass Shiny Machamp! Then if that weren't enough, he sends two and then later THREE Pokemon after me at once before having his Golem blow up in my previously injured face. I'm lucky I had strength enough left to break the Pokeball he threw at me, or you would have never seen me again."
Darkrai shook his head. "Wow, Arceus, you got me trumped. Was trying to play with my sister here when people spot me and start screaming that I'm trying to kill Cressie. Like I'd kill my own flesh and blood!"
Cresselia nodded in agreement, adding, "Of course, I tried to tell them off, but that'd have none of that. Just once, I'd like to be able to go through one day where we didn't have our supposed rivalries and roles in the universe thrown out at us!"
Every Legend (even Rayquaza, whom Kyogre and Groudon had woken up) in attendance nodded in affirmation, and even Dialga himself had to admit that his role as Lord of Time was getting tiresome. "You are all correct, my friends. Day after day, we go out there and perform our duties in the exact same way, and every night we come back here tired and occasionally--" (he gestured to Arceus as he said this) "--physically injured. I don't know about you all, but to me, one thing is perfectly clear: we all need a vacation."
"Vacation?" Rayquaza inquired, punctuating it with a stretch and a yawn. "Is that anything like a nap? I'm all for naps..."
Groudon cuffed his serpentine counterpart in the back of the head. "No, Ray! He's saying we need a day off. And I tend to agree. I'm tired of being hunted by terrorist groups who want to abuse me or destroy me. And Ray never gets enough sleep because every time someone summons Kyo and I together, he's gotta come and 'keep us in line'. So I think Dialga's right. We need a day off!"
Lugia, ever the voice of reason, raised the necessary question: "There is one possible flaw in this plan of yours, Dialga. We know we need the time off. But the humans don't. They may not cooperate with our desires."
Dialga sighed, realizing Lugia was spot on as usual. "Fair point. So obviously, we can't just go out into the world as it is. Fortunately, since two of us can travel through time--" (Celebi beamed and winked at Dialga, much to his annoyance) "--we can send each group to a time before they were ever discovered. Hopefully, as long as we all keep low-profiles, nothing will change, and we'll get to have our vacations. Now, let's divide into groups--"
"Tarry for one moment, sir Dialga!" Such an eloquent speech and word choice could have only come from one Legend: the Knowledge Pokemon, Uxie, who floated in with a platter of small red gems. "If I may, before we go gallavanting across the temporal-spatial continuum, we should probably possess some way for us to return to these precise coordinates once we are sufficiently rejuvenated in mind, body, and soul."
Azelf and Mesprit floated in behind Uxie. "What he meant to say," Mesprit translated, "was before we all run off, we should probably have some way to get back. That's what these are for!"
Azelf continued, "According to Uxie, these are translocational signal beacons, or something like that. Mes and I just prefer to call them 'go-home devices'. They are keyed into this place, and will send us all back here when we're done relaxing!"
Uxie gave his lake counterparts a death glare. "I was in the process of providing that exposition...at any rate, there is still one vital component missing from these...'go-home devices'. That being the providence of temporal displacement energy, which needs provision by sir Dialga or maiden Celebi." Celebei was about to say something, but Uxie cut her off with, "And if you consider making advances toward me, miss Celebi, I shall see to it that your device translocates you into a pack of feral Houndoom." To that, Celebi frowned and floated back over by Dialga.
The large Master of Time raised his head. "I'm not entirely certain what Uxie just said, but I assume that means their devices needs our power to work. So shall we, Celebi?" Still sulking, Celebi simply nodded, then glowed, sending showers of chrono-sparks into several of the devices. Dialga's personal gem glowed brightly, and he gave a fierce Roar of Time, sending his own temporal energy into the devices in waves. Soon, the red gems had a dull glow of their own.
Uxie seemed satisfied, then handed them out to each Legend. "There. In order to activate the...'devices'...simply hold it aloft and utter the word 'Metanoia' to it. You will then immediately be translocated to this precise location in this precise spot on the timeline."
Mesprit began, "He means you'll come back right here and--"
Azelf cut Mesprit off with sharp elbow. "I think they know what he meant by that, Mes. For once, his speech wasn't that confusing."
Before the two could begin their usual scuffle that followed such arguments, Dialga cleared his throat and said, "Okay, now can we break up into groups? Az, Mes, Uxie, you three will be the first to go, since I can't abide your squabbling. Celebi, let's not give them a choice in the matter..." Together, both Master of Time and Forest Guardian used their powers once more to first send the Lake Guardians to some distant time.
In short order, the groups were settled, and each group was sent on their way. Arceus chose to go alone, and so he would have had Mew not snuck in and playfully glomped him at the last minute. Shaymin opted not to go at all, as it had existed as long as gratitude did, and therefore couldn't find a possible time period in which it could lay low. Rayquaza almost didn't go, but Kyogre and Groudon made it, saying that they wouldn't go without it. Darkrai and Cresselia went together, seeking a time where they could finally get to play together without getting yelled at. Ho-oh and Lugia also went as a pair, neither caring where they went. Palkia decided to stay, to "hold down the fort" as it were, and Giratina stayed with her. That left, out of the Legends that were there, that left only Celebi and Dialga, who'd had to go last to make sure everyone who wanted to go got to.
Celebi giggled and floated around Dialga. "Well, Dia, hun, guess it's you and me. I always wanted to go out with you once."
Dialga would have facepalmed if he weren't a quadruped. "Look, Celebi, they only reason we are going together is because we had to send everyone else off first, and someone needs to make sure that you don't get into trouble. Got it?"
"Sure, hon, keep telling yourself that," the forest sprite playfully chided.
"Whatever. Shay, Gira, Pal, we'll see you on the flipside." And with that, the two time Pokemon vanished into the ether.
The Legends' day off had begun.
Prologue - Even Gods Get Bored
It was a little known fact that, while the legendary Pokemon supposedly had various dichotomies and rivalries, at the end of the day, those were just their jobs. In reality, the Legends' "separate dimensions" were really just a part of one dimension...like rooms in a mansion, or really, offices in an office building. The Legends were all friends and generally got along well...well, except for Mewtwo, but he was kind of a prick to everyone, anyway, and he stayed around the Earth all the time. But the rest of the Legends got along pretty well...and they often met at the end of the day to discuss their days.
Today, however, was different. You could feel it in the air...an unrelenting sense of boredom.
Arceus stretched its limbs and yawned. Shaymin wasn't zipping about in its Sky Forme, but rather lay down on the ground in its Land Forme, seemingly exhausted. Kyogre and Groudon were separated from each other, not because of any dislike, but because they tended to be unable to control their respective powers while Rayquaza was sleeping, and it slept a lot. Darkrai and Cresselia didn't bother with their usual playfight over who would get to handle Rayquaza's dreams this time. Even Celebi wasn't her usual flirtatious self, instead floating in place with her arms crossed next to Lugia and Ho-oh.
Finally, Dialga appeared and looked over his comrades. "By the dimensions, you all look like the Distortion Dimension." Origin Forme Giratina grunted at this. "Sorry, no offense intended, Gira. What a meant was you all look horrible. Bad days?"
Celebi responded first. "You have no idea. Some whacko tried to shove me into something he called a GS Ball! I wasn't about to go in a Pokeball for any reason! Besides, there was a really hot Tropius checking me out, so I didn't have time for that."
"You think you had it bad, Celebi, listen to my day." Arceus cracked its neck. "One minute I'm sitting in my Hall of Origin, and the next, all of my Plates come flying in and whack me in the head, one by one. Of course, since I know someone's coming, I can't really be hurt just then, so I try to act cool while this crazy old man attacks me with a giant-ass Shiny Machamp! Then if that weren't enough, he sends two and then later THREE Pokemon after me at once before having his Golem blow up in my previously injured face. I'm lucky I had strength enough left to break the Pokeball he threw at me, or you would have never seen me again."
Darkrai shook his head. "Wow, Arceus, you got me trumped. Was trying to play with my sister here when people spot me and start screaming that I'm trying to kill Cressie. Like I'd kill my own flesh and blood!"
Cresselia nodded in agreement, adding, "Of course, I tried to tell them off, but that'd have none of that. Just once, I'd like to be able to go through one day where we didn't have our supposed rivalries and roles in the universe thrown out at us!"
Every Legend (even Rayquaza, whom Kyogre and Groudon had woken up) in attendance nodded in affirmation, and even Dialga himself had to admit that his role as Lord of Time was getting tiresome. "You are all correct, my friends. Day after day, we go out there and perform our duties in the exact same way, and every night we come back here tired and occasionally--" (he gestured to Arceus as he said this) "--physically injured. I don't know about you all, but to me, one thing is perfectly clear: we all need a vacation."
"Vacation?" Rayquaza inquired, punctuating it with a stretch and a yawn. "Is that anything like a nap? I'm all for naps..."
Groudon cuffed his serpentine counterpart in the back of the head. "No, Ray! He's saying we need a day off. And I tend to agree. I'm tired of being hunted by terrorist groups who want to abuse me or destroy me. And Ray never gets enough sleep because every time someone summons Kyo and I together, he's gotta come and 'keep us in line'. So I think Dialga's right. We need a day off!"
Lugia, ever the voice of reason, raised the necessary question: "There is one possible flaw in this plan of yours, Dialga. We know we need the time off. But the humans don't. They may not cooperate with our desires."
Dialga sighed, realizing Lugia was spot on as usual. "Fair point. So obviously, we can't just go out into the world as it is. Fortunately, since two of us can travel through time--" (Celebi beamed and winked at Dialga, much to his annoyance) "--we can send each group to a time before they were ever discovered. Hopefully, as long as we all keep low-profiles, nothing will change, and we'll get to have our vacations. Now, let's divide into groups--"
"Tarry for one moment, sir Dialga!" Such an eloquent speech and word choice could have only come from one Legend: the Knowledge Pokemon, Uxie, who floated in with a platter of small red gems. "If I may, before we go gallavanting across the temporal-spatial continuum, we should probably possess some way for us to return to these precise coordinates once we are sufficiently rejuvenated in mind, body, and soul."
Azelf and Mesprit floated in behind Uxie. "What he meant to say," Mesprit translated, "was before we all run off, we should probably have some way to get back. That's what these are for!"
Azelf continued, "According to Uxie, these are translocational signal beacons, or something like that. Mes and I just prefer to call them 'go-home devices'. They are keyed into this place, and will send us all back here when we're done relaxing!"
Uxie gave his lake counterparts a death glare. "I was in the process of providing that exposition...at any rate, there is still one vital component missing from these...'go-home devices'. That being the providence of temporal displacement energy, which needs provision by sir Dialga or maiden Celebi." Celebei was about to say something, but Uxie cut her off with, "And if you consider making advances toward me, miss Celebi, I shall see to it that your device translocates you into a pack of feral Houndoom." To that, Celebi frowned and floated back over by Dialga.
The large Master of Time raised his head. "I'm not entirely certain what Uxie just said, but I assume that means their devices needs our power to work. So shall we, Celebi?" Still sulking, Celebi simply nodded, then glowed, sending showers of chrono-sparks into several of the devices. Dialga's personal gem glowed brightly, and he gave a fierce Roar of Time, sending his own temporal energy into the devices in waves. Soon, the red gems had a dull glow of their own.
Uxie seemed satisfied, then handed them out to each Legend. "There. In order to activate the...'devices'...simply hold it aloft and utter the word 'Metanoia' to it. You will then immediately be translocated to this precise location in this precise spot on the timeline."
Mesprit began, "He means you'll come back right here and--"
Azelf cut Mesprit off with sharp elbow. "I think they know what he meant by that, Mes. For once, his speech wasn't that confusing."
Before the two could begin their usual scuffle that followed such arguments, Dialga cleared his throat and said, "Okay, now can we break up into groups? Az, Mes, Uxie, you three will be the first to go, since I can't abide your squabbling. Celebi, let's not give them a choice in the matter..." Together, both Master of Time and Forest Guardian used their powers once more to first send the Lake Guardians to some distant time.
In short order, the groups were settled, and each group was sent on their way. Arceus chose to go alone, and so he would have had Mew not snuck in and playfully glomped him at the last minute. Shaymin opted not to go at all, as it had existed as long as gratitude did, and therefore couldn't find a possible time period in which it could lay low. Rayquaza almost didn't go, but Kyogre and Groudon made it, saying that they wouldn't go without it. Darkrai and Cresselia went together, seeking a time where they could finally get to play together without getting yelled at. Ho-oh and Lugia also went as a pair, neither caring where they went. Palkia decided to stay, to "hold down the fort" as it were, and Giratina stayed with her. That left, out of the Legends that were there, that left only Celebi and Dialga, who'd had to go last to make sure everyone who wanted to go got to.
Celebi giggled and floated around Dialga. "Well, Dia, hun, guess it's you and me. I always wanted to go out with you once."
Dialga would have facepalmed if he weren't a quadruped. "Look, Celebi, they only reason we are going together is because we had to send everyone else off first, and someone needs to make sure that you don't get into trouble. Got it?"
"Sure, hon, keep telling yourself that," the forest sprite playfully chided.
"Whatever. Shay, Gira, Pal, we'll see you on the flipside." And with that, the two time Pokemon vanished into the ether.
The Legends' day off had begun.
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