>>14620602"Excuse us for a moment."
Miss Leading takes you away from the unknowing Pansage, who attempts to go check on his now 'homosexual' friends in order to kill time.
"I'm going to take the initiative and assume you want to use that to time-travel, don't you?"
You give her a sheepish-looking shrug, "Why not? It's not like anything bad's going to happen if we just use it one, MAYBE two times. What's the problem with having a little fun before we do the right thing?"
"I don't know. I've only ever done the right thing when it comes to decisions, swaying off that path is something I can rarely see myself doing."
You sling a hand around her shoulder, "Oh come on! I'm going to admit it, sometimes I try to do the right thing too, but other times I pick stupid decisions because sometimes doing the wrong thing more fun and makes you look more cool. I just have to tell myself that *eventually*, I will do what it is I'm supposed to do."
She looks down at her shoes, "I suppose, but I'm still kind of unsure..."
"Well, you better be sure by the end of this sentence because I've already re-calibrated it to send us to this exact time, only just a year from now. I have an idea that *should* stop these thieves for good..."
Before she can protest, you grab Froakie and Fennekin, and then place a hand on her shoulder. With your free hand, you turn on the device, disappearing into a rip into the time-space continuum.
It's at this point that you learn, contrary to popular belief, time travel is EXTREMELY painful. Really, really painful. In fact you never knew the re-arranging of a human's particles could even case pain in the first fucking place.
But whoopty do, it does.
You and the rest of your party appear at the campsite of the Little Caesar's, same exact time, only one year before.
