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[Chihiro, somehow unsurprisingly, doesn't answer. He just continues laying there, staring distantly as if he sees something Komasan doesn't.

Meanwhile, Noko is going to find a furry lump sprawled out on the floor beneath the bed, all four legs splayed out as he gasps for air, exhausted from trying to get out. Isamu seems to be stuck under the bed, usually too fat to wiggle his way under there...yet he does it sometimes anyway, especially if he's hoarding some kind of snack.

He lifts his head with his paws clawing at the ground again, barking at Noko.]

Noko-chan-!

[And then he jerks in shock, because oh.

That wasn't Pokemon speak.]

................

[Okay, Chihiro, he's just gonna let you do you.]

..........Lunch is downstairs when you're ready, z-zura.

[Although Noko doesn't jerk back in unison, she is still quite surprised by this turn of events. Her mouth hangs open as her wings flutter in confusion, she never realized Isamu was this fat!

...Or could talk! That's also a huge surprise!

As much as Komasan wishes his heartbeat sounded like "Noko-chan," he can at least finally realize the sound is coming from under the bed. Now that it's clear Chihiro wants to be left alone, now looks like the best time to check what his snake has gotten herself into.]

Noko-chan... Who are you talking to, zura?

[Komasan braces himself for the worst, but all he can see is Isamu. ...It's hard to miss him, really. Chihiro really needs to put him on a diet...]

[Okay...so he's discovered he can talk still, like this. That's good to know.

Chihiro...or Isamu, or whatever wiggles helplessly, his tail lashing as he tries again to pull himself forward without much luck. Why was Isamu under here before, anyway?]

K-Komasan-chan, please help me! I'm stuck!

[And yeah, that's definitely not how Isamu usually sounds, even with his Poke-speak.]

...

[Just a talking Linoone, no big deal.]

M-MONGE?!

[Instead of being helpful, Komasan stumbles backwards, landing on his rear. He's pretty sure his eyes aren't play tricks on him. This is real? This is really happening?!

While her trainer tries to comprehend the situation, Noko decides to actually take charge. One part due to wanting to help, but the other because she's still under the bed and Chihiro's lashing is very close to where she is. She'd rather not get kicked or tail whacked, thanks.

Of course, she has no arms, so Noko is reduced to getting...creative. Backing up just a little, the tiny snack then charges the mound of Linoone with a healthy headbutt.

She's terribly sorry in advance.]

Eeek--!!

[A decidedly un-Linoone like squeal ekes its way out of the Linoone as the headbutt forcibly pushes him out of the other side of the bed, causing him to roll until he bumps up against the far wall. Well, he's not stuck anymore, anyway...now he's laying on the ground where Komasan actually fell, so that's convenient.]

A...ahh...

[Meanwhile, "Chihiro" is...still laying on the bed, stiff as a board. He hasn't moved.]

[Komasan watches the whole ordeal without uttering a single word, unsure if he should scold his Dunsparce or not. She did get Isamu out, but he just looks so pathetic right now... Her trainer's silence is good enough for her anyway, Noko watches her target roll into the wall and happily peeks out from under the bed. Look! She did a thing! Look how strong she's gotten~

Rewards will have to come later, because Komasan's still trying to make sense of all this. "Chihiro" appears to be sick, he isn't acting like himself at all. Even when he does have his bad days, they're never like this.

So his attention turns back to the Linoone. He heard it, "Isamu" called him Komasan-chan. There's only one person in all of Johto who calls him that...

It's a little too crazy, but Komasan comes from a whole world of crazy. He's willing to accept anything at this point, and this month hasn't been particularly kind anyway. Crawling onto his knees, Komasan reaches out for the fallen Linoone and gently places a hand on his back.]

Are you okay?! She didn't hurt you, did she, zura?

[Those headbutts get STAB, after all.]

[The Linoone has yet to get up off the floor, groaning a little as Komasan puts a hand on him. It smarted pretty badly, but Isamu is also level 100, so he'll survive.

Chihiro's nose twitches as he looks blearily up at Komasan, shaking his head a little as his ears flick back.]

I...I'm okay....

[He scrubs at the side of his face where he smacked the wall with a paw, his eyes wide with fear and confusion.]

I d-don't know what happened, I woke up...under the bed...l-like this...

[That might as well confirm his suspicions, huh? Isamu was never that articulate. What a mess, and it's not even Friday. There's really not much he can do but continue trying to comfort Chihiro, this time by rubbing his back up and down seeing as his hand's already there.]

W-Well...the good news is, it probably won't last forever, zura.

[If experience is anything to go by. Although Komasan half wonders if Chihiro actually knows what "it" is. So far all he's seen was his paw...]

You'll just have to be Isamu for a little ...bit. W-Which isn't the worst Pokemon to be, zura!

[If he had to take a guess, Komasan would probably bet Chihiro would've preferred being one of his Porygons or something. You know, if he had to switch places with one of them. Those can go into computers, right? Aw...he'd probably love that...

But, uh, there's always worse Pokemon to be. Oh god, does this mean he dodged a bullet switching with his Grimer?]

But it's gonna be okay, I'm going to help you, zura.

I-Isamu?! O-oh...no wonder I couldn't get out...

[Chihiro breathes a heavy sigh, dropping his head to the ground before covering his eyes with his paws, his tail curling around his side reflexively.

At least Komasan is here, though. He's more familiar with the whole...having fur and paws, thing. Chihiro got his fill of that in October, and he'd hoped it wasn't going to happen ever again.

After a long moment, he looks up at Komasan with pleading eyes while his body still lays on the bed, the real Isamu struggling to figure out his new human form.]

What should I do?

[...Oh no, the way Chihiro looks up at him, looking for guidance... Even as a round Linoone... Komasan's cheeks can't help but flush red. That's...that's really cute.

And also a lot of pressure.

Komasan's never been a Pokemon before, and he honestly doesn't consider being a youkai nearly as close. Let's see, what should he do?]

W-Well...

...What can you do as a Pokemon that you could never do as a human, zura?!

[Of course this is where his mind goes first. This is a once in a lifetime opportunity, they just have to figure out what the opportunities are!]

What can I do...?

[He echoes, lifting his head up a bit more at Komasan's question. In his confusion and panic, he hadn't really thought about it. And he's never really seen Isamu do...much of anything. Well, he battles sometimes, but lately he's gotten rounder and rounder and now...]

Um, well...I can use...Pokemon moves?

[Not that he knows how.]

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