The Kanto Journals: A Pokemon Crossover

Chapter 46: Obliviate

"Honestly, Sabrina, all you had to do is to ask me and I would have agreed to come with you without any second thought," Arndolfr casually said as he sipped some tea Sabrina's mother had brewed for them.

"You have to forgive me, Arndolfr, but my mission was clear, and that is to keep you from Team Rocket's clutches, now that Team Plasma is no more," Sabrina replied, taking another slice of cake.

"And you do it by turning me into a doll in midair and stuffing ourselves in your dollhouse?" Arndolfr somewhat sarcastically questioned, looking at the elegant clothes Sabrina made him wear while they're still inside the dollhouse.

Apparently, as Arndolfr and Geronimo fell head-first from the top floor of Silph Co., Sabrina just barely managed to rescue him but turning him into a doll. Fortunately, Geronimo was able to land on all fours, which rendered him safe from any injury. And now, Arndolfr is spending time with the Gym Leader that had previously tried to turn him into a doll permanently. As it appears, Lady Caitlin was right when she said that someone will be able to change her stone-cold heart, as she is now also enjoying turning herself into a doll and play with the others.

"I could have just made Kadabra use Psychic on you to break your fall, or made Haunter catch you in the air, but I had other plans, you see," Sabrina reasoned. "Besides, I'd want to make up for how I acted back when we first met."

"That aside, do you know the reason why Team Rocket being after me depends solely on the presence of Team Plasma?" Arndolfr asked.

"I'm afraid I don't know the answer to that question, Arndolfr," Sabrina replied weakly. "All Lt. Surge told me is that it's essential that you get out of that building once you defeat the Pokémon that calls itself the Being of Ideals."

"Ah, so it's classified as well," Arndolfr muttered, taking another sip from his tea. "I would really just want someone to give me some answers right now, since I have lots and lots of questions bugging me."

It's true. From what Giovanni had said at the top of Silph Co., it's as though he knew that he was going to be the Hero of Truth that will defeat the leader of Team Plasma. Has he been destined to become the Hero of Truth since the day he was born? Had something happened in the past that made him worthy to become the Hero of Truth? There are literally hundreds of possibilities, and he would only find out if someone told him.

Sabrina was about to reply when a slight tremor shook the whole place, followed by the entire roof of the house being lifted up. Both Arndolfr and Sabrina looked up to see the latter's father, who looked as if he was blown up several times his normal size, peep through the now roofless dollhouse.

"Forgive me for the intrusion, but I believe Arndolfr's parents are looking for him now," Sabrina's father whispered to them, though it sounded like a very loud growl because of their tiny size.

"Is it time already Father?" Sabrina inquired. "My, time sure flies when you're enjoying yourself."

"I could barely enjoy myself with this outfit," Arndolfr complained. "I think it's too tight for me."

"It's a traditional Victorian outfit for men," Sabrina explained. "I believe it's just the right size for you, as does mine."

"People from the Victorian era must have learned not to breathe," Arndolfr retorted as he got up from his seat. "Perhaps I can take it off now?"

"You should," Sabrina confirmed, unzipping her Victorian style dress, revealing that she still had her usual clothes underneath. "You don't want to tear it apart when I put us back to normal size."

Arndolfr took off the clothes Sabrina lent him (which looked like they've been sewn specifically for dolls) and realized that he was shirtless. He remembered the reason for this was because he had covered up something in his pocket that could potentially injure him when stored without any covering.