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Good morning, Angel. There's someone who can't wait to meet you.

[Guess what's small, white, fuzzy, and a pleasant subject of conversation ~~though his voice doesn't sound nearly enthusiastic enough~~? The precious little Vulpix taking up most of the frame!]

I'm sorry I haven't contacted you about her sooner. Things have been... busy here.

So, I guess that prom thing isn't a joke.

[ Trust her to start a conversation like it's ongoing. ]

I realize I'm making assumptions, but I'm rather certain I'm correct.

I assume you're going to the prom, and I assume you don't have a formal gown for it. I need a new one myself, would you like to join me?

[He should probably check up on people who were also stuck in that shithole. Don't mind the bloody bandages on his arm, the important thing here is everyone else's safety.]

Angel? Are you alright? Were any of your team injured? [Or worse, but he doesn't want to venture that out loud unless necessary.]

[It's early. Armin knows it is early, but he cannot really wait much longer.

He's still sleep-touseled and wearing his jammies, but there is not a trace of sleepiness in him. He's keeping his voice pitched low, but that is mostly so he won't be waking anyone else that might still be sleeping.]

Angel! Angel, I hope I'm not waking you up, but look.

[He presents his hands and there is a small, newly hatched Baile Oricorio sitting there, still blinking around slightly befuddled. There is a dark shaping moving behind Armin, Amadeus leaning in over his shoulder to hoot softly at his new daughter.]

She hatched early this morning.

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[He would have tried contacting her sooner, but this is the first time since he's regained consciousness in the hospital in Goldenrod that he's been strong enough to sit up long enough to compose a message.]

ARe you okay??

I'm sorry.

I SHOuld have listened.

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[The image is of a small Aron, nestled in a pink blanket that is pretty clearly situated at the foot of Krieg's hospital bed. The little Pokémon is staring brightly at the camera with round blue eyes.]

WHisper Bunny's baby hatched.

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[The image is of a small, red, egg-shaped 'mon wrapped in a yellow blanket with white polka-dots. It seems to be sitting on Krieg's lap, which is covered by his hospital blanket. It's a rough-looking Darumaka. Its little yellow eyebrows are pretty ragged, and it's missing an eye. It's mostly covered by its blanket, and seems to be staring pretty vacantly at nothing.]

GEek Girl found it in the warehouse.

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[Another picture of the little Darumaka - still swaddled in polka-dots and snug in Krieg's lap, but this time asleep.]

IT got upset when the nurses tried to take it.

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[Yet another picture of the Darumaka, only this time it's snuggled with the baby Aron at the foot of Krieg's bed.]

IT likes WB's baby.

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[The photo is of Krieg's hand, resting on one of his blanket-covered knees. The Darumaka has both of its little hands on Krieg's thumb, as if holding it in place, and seems to be studying it intently. There's no accompanying text.]

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[Another picture of the Darumaka and baby Aron sleeping together.]

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[This picture is an awkward selfie of Krieg's chin, shoulders, and part of his chest. He's sitting up in the reclining hospital bed, and the Darumaka has apparently decided his pecs make nice pillows because it has basically flattened itself against them.]

I think it likes my scars.

I MIss you.

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[Another picture of the Darumaka and the baby Aron - this time they're both awake. The Aron is in the midst of affectionately headbutting the Darumaka, which seems pretty expressionless still. It does, however, look much less ragged than in all the previous photos Krieg has sent.]

It finally let the nurses take it for healing. THe IRon SKull went with.

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[A second awkward not!selfie with the Darumaka sleeping comfortably on Krieg's chest. His mouth and chin are all that can be seen of his face.]

I Don't know what to do with it. IT still doesn't like the nurses. It feels wrong to keep it.

HAve you seen my mask? THe nurses don't know where it is.

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[The picture is of the back of Krieg's hand. The Darumaka has wrapped both of its little hands around either side of his and clung on, pressing its face into his palm.]

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[Another selfie, this time of Krieg's face. The light in the photo isn't the best, because it's still early. Krieg is laying down, and the Darumaka is curled up on his pillow in the crook of his neck and shoulder. His expression is somewhere between puzzled and resigned.]

THEy're letting me out today. I guess I have a new monster.]

[It had been way too long since she'd spoken to Angel and honestly it was largely Cissnei's own fault. She'd been so caught up in tracking Walter down and making sure he was alright and then heading back to the islands with him in tow that she'd just put everything else on hold.

And she felt horrible because of it.

Being back on the islands allowed her to relax again and she finally started to reach out to everyone she hadn't heard from in awhile starting with the young woman in question. She's got her hair pulled back in a loose ponytail, sunglasses perched on her head as she sits on the beach with Reno flopped over her shoulder batting at a very displeased Jangmo-o in her lap.]

Angel? You there?

[A package will be delivered containing a box of fancy chocolate truffles and a necklace.]

[Apparently today is the day that Jean is going to barf his feelings all over the place. How he managed for over a year to keep everything in check and then have it erupt today is anyone's guess, but here it is: all his gooshy, confusing feelings.]

Hi, Angel. Happy Valentine's Day. I, uh... I love you.

[Gods, this is mortifying.]

I love you as a friend, and I'm also in love with you, but I know I'm not good enough for you. You deserve everything in the world and I can't give that to you, so I really, really hope you find someone who can. I know you don't feel the same way, and that's okay. I get it, I really do. More than anything, I want you to be happy.

[Even if that's not with him.]

[It's either a delivery or a snuck-into-her-bedroom-in-the-wee-hours-of-the-morning sort of Valentine's day surprise, depending on where these two are at in relation to each other on the actual day. Like last year, there is a box of one dozen chocolate cupcakes and a bouquet of flowers. Alongside the gifts is a note, handwritten, on a piece of cute stationery featuring a pair of adorable clefaries.]

The sun and the stars
And the moon in the sky
Can never compare
To the light in your eyes

You'll always be my best friend.

-KRIEG

There is one (1) package in adorable wrapping paper underneath the tree for Angel.

To Angel

I hope you'll end joy this and that it will help keep you warm.

Yours sincerely,
Armin

Angel's gift is soft and squishy and once the paper is off, it'll reveal a cute Meowth-printed hoodie/cloak, made of soft, soft fabrics, perfect for snuggling into.

[Angel also gets a gift from the Local Dorito Man. Guess what it is. It's an adorable Sylveon Kigu. Or pajamas. Whichever she feels like using it for. Plus the matching slippers.]

Angel,
I know we don't talk much, but -- I figured you could use something to relax in. We all could. I hope it's all right.

- S

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