Two figures were heading toward their destination of Tao Village, a Charmander wearing a peculiar hat, and a Seviper with a small white cloth. From their attire, one would assume that they originated from Gambitville, and that was so.
These two were on a trek back to the village hand in hand-- well, together, at least, toting a couple of bags.
"Oh, are you sure you're fine with letting me occupy your Rescuer's Guild, Michael?" The Seviper asked.
"Yeah, of course, Opal! We're... you know, together! We slept closely together in the week over at mom's house, and... well, it's nice. I-- Kheh... I really like you, you know?" Mike looked down at the ground as he walked, his face partially turning a red color that was more intense than his usual scales.
"Haha! You get a little silly with you 'you knows' a lot, Mike! It's fine, I like you a lot too, it's just I don't want to feel like a useless guest who's scrounging around... lord knows I did plenty of that with Donahue..."
"Kheh--! Don't be silly Opal! Donahue was fine with you, plus you keep beating yourself up over nothing! You make really cool jewelry, and I'm sure PK wouldn't bat an eye over THESE!" Mike held up one of the bags he carried high above the ground. "So... it'll be fine. Plus, I want your company... your late night hugs are... um, they feel nice, even if it hurts a lot... Kheh..."
"Haha, you still call those hugs! That's silly! You're very silly, Mike!" Opal laughed as Mike's face began to turn even redder.
"Is that?! Oyyyyyyyyy! It's been a long time!" An unknown voice boomed out from the sky, startling the two of them in their trek. As Mike looked up and saw a familiar face.
"Barty?! Is that you?! What are you doing here!!" Mike shouted up to the capped Drifblim that was floating overhead.
"Yeah, who else would it be?! I'm just as surprised to see you going back to Tao Village, Mike! Now are you gonna stay home this time?!"
Mike was surprised to hear the word 'home' used in such a context. "Kheh, of course!! I'm going home to Tao Village, and I'm staying there! So are you gonna give us a lift?"
"Er... well, I'm too busy toting a napping passenger here to handle you two! But I'll go ahead of you guys to tell the news!! So I'll catch you later!!! Bye!!!!" Barty shouted more and more as he floated off into the distance to ensure that the two of them heard his words at the expense of the now awake and furious passenger.
"That... who was that, Michael?" Opal turned to look at Mike with a puzzled look.
"Oh that, that was Barty! He's the Tao Village flight transportation, so to say. Kheh-heh... that's right, I have so much to tell you about the place! You're gonna love how friendly it is. Waaaay better than Gambitville, for sure... and..." Mike continued to talk as the two of them walked toward their destination in high spirits.
As they passed the reconstructed Tao Ranch, Mike noticed how big it had become, and it was just a small sample of what was to come in his return. Then he noticed unfamiliar business in what appeared to be the edge of the rebuilt Tao Village. So many new buildings would prompt Mike to consider that they might've gotten lost if it weren't for the iconic Kecleon Merchant Hut being noticed. They were back home alright, but it was a brand new home for Opal, and Mike couldn't help but somewhat feel the same.
"Haha, wow, it looks like a lot has happened since I left. I guess this means there's a lot of stuff to do now, eh Opal?"
"What's wrong? Oh, you must be tired huh... Well, let's see if there's any occupancy somewhere..." Mike looked around, searching for any rebuilt houses that could offer temporary vacancies.
"I'm fine, really... but, Michael, didn't you say that your headquarters used to be a treehouse?"
"Hmm? Well yeah, but--"
"Well, look over there, isn't that it?" Opal pointed toward a grand tree with a wooden rampway that spiraled upward to a giant treehouse that was adorned with a peculiar lighthouse-looking ornament.
"What the kheh...?" Mike was astonished to see it not only rebuilt, but more ravishing and luxurious as well. It was a godsend to have such an amazing building be your headquarters as well as your home, but Mike felt that it was all thanks to someone who would make him equally regret it. "Kheh... heh, wow. So she really outdid it this time, what else is she looking for?"
"Hmm? What are you talking about Michael?"
"Huh? Oh! It's just, this is definitely PK's work, but hey! Doesn't it look great? Let's go inside at least and you can take a break!"
"Oh, okay..." Opal slithered to follow Mike as he approached the revived treehouse.
As Mike climbed up, he noticed familiar faces. Yes, many of the Rescuer guild members he remembered were around and saw his face with a surprise. "Well, if there's Rescuers around, then this is definitely our treehouse, alright..." Mike thought as the guild members rushed to speak with Mike. He was busy, but he had assured them that he definitely returned back to Tao Village with no intention to leave again and they all left to spread the cheerful news.
"Ah, well... you know! I guess I shouldn't have really taken my absence for granted... well, let's go!" Mike walked on ahead and opened the door to let himself and Opal into the headquarters.
It was fantastic, much bigger than what he and Chill were used to, and with more furnishings to boot!
"Wow... this, must've cost a lot, huh?" Mike looked around the inside the treehouse so he could familiarize himself with his new settings, but then he realized he was forgetting something. "Oh! Uh, Opal, you should take a rest on that... um... weird looking chair."
"Oh... Michael, that's a chaise lounge. Even I know that!" Opal laid the bag hanging from her tail blade 'hilt' to rest and coiled herself up on top of the red futon. "Ah~ This feels great after walking for two days. My body's sooo sore."
"As if you could 'walk' without legs!" Mike placed the two other bags he had carried all this way right next to the bag Opal held.
"Oh, haha! Sorry Michael, but when everyone says 'walk,' you kind of pick that up!"
"Ah.. yeah, you don't see much snakes around... Well, I'm gonna go look if I can see if the others are around. Be right back." Mike walked off into various rooms of the treehouse to find... anyone. In his search, he discovered that the new treehouse contained a dining room, paired with a rudimentary kitchen, a bathing room, and various rooms that were equipped with the standard bed and desk, possibly reserved for guests or clients. But as he delved further and further, he started smelling a familiar scent.
"Maple...? Yeah, that's her, but... eugh." It was disgustingly more pungent than what Maple naturally exuded in her adorable stature, which meant that she must've sprayed something or someone, and if she did so, then she was in a terrible mood. Mike felt like he had to go where the awful smell became stronger and stronger, even if it began to give him a headache, he had to go see what's wrong with her. Finally, he arrived at the door where the source of Maple's foul aura was being housed and opened it without knocking.
"Maple!! Are you here?! Are you okay?!"
Maple peeked up. “What? Oh... it’s you.”
"Yeah... it's me, hi. How are you doing? You... stink. Something bad happened?"
“Uh, duh?” She furrowed her brow. “Lots of bad things have happened since you’ve been gone? Like Rhodes is a really big jerk, and Sandy’s being weird, and I don’t know why you’re even asking! If you cared you wouldn’t have left anyway!”
"Ugh, really? Kheh, well..." Mike placed a claw behind his shoulders and scratched as he looked at Maple. "I know, it's my bad, and I'm sorry too! But I had a lot of trouble on my mind and I had to go talk to mom."
“Yeah. Right. I’m sure.” She rolled her eyes and turned away from him.
"Ugh, come on Maple..." Mike looked up to the ceiling. "Look, it's fine. It'll all be fine now. I'm back on my feet, and I'm ready to go make amends, too. Okay, how about we start with you first? Obviously you did something to Sandy and Rhodes, so let's go apologize to them!" Mike edged closer to Maple.
“Don’t you TOUCH ME!” she shrieked. “I don’t wanna talk to EITHER of them! Or YOU for that matter!”
"Fine. Fine. I get it. You're really mad. Okay. I'll leave you be for the moment, but when I come back, we're bathing. Hey, at least I've got something of yours that mom wanted me to give you!"
“I don’t CARE about that stupid toy, and you can’t make me do anything. AT ALL!” Maple promptly got up and ran off to another section of the treehouse. Hiding from Mike was a good pastime when she was particularly angry at the world.
"Well... so much for that-- shoot! I forgot to ask her if she's seen Fresnel anywhere! ...oh well. Maybe later tonight, after I cook her some pancakes she'll soften up. But eh, now I have to deal with Sandy and Maple. What a bother..." Mike sighed loudly and walked back to where Opal was. She was all coiled up on the futon, still, but with her eyes closed.
"Opal, I found Maple, but she's a little moody at the moment, so I can't really introduce you to her at the moment, sorry."
"Oh... Huah~" Opal opened her eyes and yawned. "Sorry. I'm so tired from that walk, I think I want to nap for a bit anyways..."
"Ah, that's fine! Sorry for waking you, Opal." Mike walked up to the bags and opened them up, checking it's contents. "...yeah, this is the one. Okay." He closed it up and lifted it up with him.
"...ah, is it time, Michael?" She knew what Mike was about to do, after all, he had planned to go to this 'PK,' to introduce her work and get her situated to do business, but she had other means in plan. "Mike, you can give them to her. You should pay off the debt this treehouse has, so it's rightfully yours."
Mike was stunned at what Opal just said. "What?! I was only going to show her, but...!"
"Shh shh, Michael, it's alright. You earned those, remember? It's payment for the excavation job!"
"Sssshhhh it'sss... oopsss!" Opal's lisp happened yet again in error as she tried to re-enunciate herself. "Ahem! It's okay, Michael. I really don't mind!"
"T-thanks, Opal!" Mike turned around and took one step until...
"...do be truthful to PK, including your feelings as well."
...Mike stuttered in his steps and almost tripped after hearing that. "Wh-what?!"
"Look, it's pretty easy to tell you have feelings for PK as well! But don't let me get in the way of that. I'd die if I was an actual cause of that, so don't worry about me, really! I'm not jealous, in fact, it's cute!"
Those words were like daggers digging themselves into his heart, he couldn't believe Opal could be such a merciful murderer... if they were actual daggers, that is. But the merciful status still held true, and he was entirely grateful for Opal's position in this matter. "I- I will! I'll be back, okay?! And we'll go out and have dinner too, with Fresnel and Maple. To celebrate, because I'm not gonna lose this one!"
Opal could only giggle at Mike's sudden burst of confidence. "Hee! That's good, I'm starving. Plus... if we could have time together, tonight we can..."
Mike's heart skipped a beat, he very well knew what Opal was insinuating, and he was overjoyed to hear that. "...yeah! Okay!! I'm all fired up, I'm gonna go now, bye!!" Mike continued with a dash towards the door and left.
Opal sighed as she was dead on with Mike once more. "Hah... he's so easy to get. Oh well, I could use the excitement tonight as well." Opal shut her eyes and went back to rest for the night's meal and tango.
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