True Sparking Flames

Chapter 11 - Radar And Yunji's Quest

 Freesia woke up to see Yunji and Radar whispering to each other. She listened in quietly.

"Radar, I can't keep watching those Flying Types and Water Types be treated this way!" Yunji cried out. "They're supposed to be at their tribes... Their home... But... But... They aren't, and it feels so... Wrong!" the Dedenne whimpered.

"I know buddy, sometimes I wish that too, but there isn't really too much we can do about it." Radar neighed with a sigh.

"But... We can set them free! Radar, we can, we can! We're the most sneakiest, slyest, strongest duo here!" his eyes glinted happily as he clung onto the Zebstrika's chest with hope glimmering in his beady little orbs.

"Yes but, what if they turn against us after we free them?" he tilted his head. "No.. maybe not, they'll probably just swim or fly back to their tribes, they wouldn't dare." he reconsidered.

"No, they wouldn't go back to their tribes because they'd be killed! Please, Radar, please? We've been friends since we were children... You have to trust me, Rady, you have to!" he whimpered, nuzzling his chest as tears formed into his eyes. Yunji glanced up at him with puppy eyes, the tears still in his eyes.

Radar sighed, "Ok, buddy. I'll do it." he patted him with his hoof lightly.

"Alright!" he whisper-yelled. Immediately, he scurried off. "Come on, Slowpoke!" He called.

"I'm coming," Radar swiftly trotted over with him. Freesia followed them secretly as they made it to the Mountable Pokemons' stalls. "Okay, I'll tie the ropes to them and give the ends to you so you can at least wake them up. I'll also put the tape on their mouths." when that was done, Yunji went back onto Radar's head and whistled through his teeth and his pudgy paw, signalling for him to tug as hard as he could. Radar hesitated for a moment, then pulled forward like there was a rabid Poochyena trying to bite him. Immediately, they all woke up and crashed into the wooden stalls as wood shards and pieces were flung everywhere. They tried to speak, but the tape refused to fall off.

"Quiet! We are saving you!" Radar mumbled. They obeyed, nodding quickly.

"Alright, lemme go check if the coast's clear." Yunji whispered to the Zebstrika before peering out of the stalls. He didn't notice Freesia, luckily.

"Coast clear?" Radar tilted his head.

"Yep." Yunji nodded as he climbed onto his back.

"Ok, let's go." he neighed. Nodding, he stomped on his back as a signal to go. Radar pushed forward, the other Pokemon behind him. They trotted through the forest, the Kirlia secretly following behind as the Mountables silently shuffled or flew throughout the way.

"Hopefully they don't get caught again." Radar muttered. Quickly, they made it to the Flying Tribe's Territory, sending the Flying Types free.

"Ok, the Flying Types are free." Radar neighed with satisfaction. They made it to the Swimming Tribe and set them into the water, too.

"Okay, that might alliance us now." Yunji grinned before yawning and lying down in his friend's fur. "Let's go back..." he mumbled sleepily.

"Let's go back." Radar repeated, quietly trotting back to their den. The Dedenne's eyes slowly closed as he fell asleep, and the Kirlia followed them again, pretending nothing ever happened.