Once again, Penny shared her device’s little screen up on the desktop’s monitor. “I ran dozens of comparisons on the info I gathered,” she said. “None of them show anything of significance. Except this one.” A graph appeared with no data other than a horizontal white line cutting straight through the middle. Penny pointed to … Continue reading →

For a moment, Juliana stood stunned. She was sort of impressed with herself for not dropping the phone. “S-save the world?” she asked. “You mean, you know how?” “I have a theory,” Professor Sada began. “But we need to meet in person to be sure. Hence why your first task was to rejuvenate Koraidon.” Arven … Continue reading →

Juliana was impressed with how quickly the group worked. With everyone pitching in, Arven had Mabosstiff’s sandwich ready within minutes. There was some debate if feeding him three Herba Mystica in one shot would somehow lessen their effects. But given the way Mabosstiff had been eating rather slowly–and sometimes refusing to eat at all–Arven decided … Continue reading →

“Okay,” Penny said, scrolling though a mass of charts and spreadsheets that only she could comprehend. “One more time, and I should be good.” Espeon and Porygon stood by to send her Ortega’s latest readings, but Arven was left a bit stranded. It wasn’t that he didn’t know what got Ortega annoyed. It was more … Continue reading →

Ortega finished his story, his hands folded tightly on his lap. He was squeezing them together so hard his fingers ached. Arven hadn’t said anything the whole time. When Ortega stole a glance up, Arven’s eyes were wide, and his skin was clammy, like he’d been at the receiving end of a Dream Eater attack. … Continue reading →

Ortega knew better than to argue with the big boss of Team Star. Unfortunately Arven hadn’t quite gotten that lesson yet. Penny was still using her polite voice, but it had a clipped pitch that meant her patience was wearing thin. Arven stood beside his bed and continued laying on the dumb questions. “So, wait, … Continue reading →

The group bolted for the lighthouse as soon as they could. Penny gave the quickest explanation for the texts she could manage–low numbers were bad, and they needed to move fast. Nemona took the second part very seriously. Were all of them supposed to have free access via Flying Taxi to wherever they wanted? No. … Continue reading →

Penny tapped the icon to switch to speaker phone. “Hang on, Momo. I’m with Juliana’s friends, and I want to find a better place we can all listen.” “Right. Gotcha, B.B.” No one commented on their respective nicknames, for which Penny was grateful. She motioned the group out of the wind and over to an … Continue reading →