In Victorian times, Crabapple Blossom symbolized ill-temperament.
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"Who did I get this Phione dew for?" Kapua asks when Nightshade sneezes again. "It doesn't sound like you gave it to my mom."Kapua would naturally be more upset, but the strange thing is, Nightshade sounds better. Like her unnamed, debilitating sickness just turned into a cold overnight. None of Nightshade's illnesses go away that easily. Then again, there is a heavenly white Pegasus standing on the beach that no one bats an eye at. Maybe this place really is magical.
"It's for Lotus," Isabelle answers, glancing at Sharpedo Bluff. "Turns out, Leafeon and Tidal Wave were wrong and Maple headed home a while ago. Give it some time, she'll be back to dying." Isabelle shies away from the Salazzle when she sneezes on her.
The sickening feeling of nausea forms in the pit of his stomach. "Why are you going back?" Kapua asks. "You can just stay here and bring everyone but leave Prince." Isabelle gives him a look that he can only equate to the one Nightshade gives him when he asks a really stupid question.
"We need to keep Prince around so..." Nightshade looks to the ground. "Violet can punish... him... and he can't... run away."
"But he doesn't need to be around you," Kapua reminds her. "You're acting strange... It's like you want to be around him but you don't at the same time."
"You just answered your own question." Isabelle's eyes flicker to Sharpedo Bluff again. Her hazel eyes, shining a golden brown before, are now a darkened green. Is she scared about something? Opal isn't doing anything up there. "Uhh, I have to go do something."
Nightshade reaches out for her but stops just before she can grab her flipper, slowly pulling her hand back. "Bye," she whispers too quiet for Isabelle to hear. Kapua waits for Nightshade to say something or do something, but she only stands there with a fearful expression.
Kapua sighs and wraps his tail around Nightshade's arm. "We're going to go to the beach cave," he says when she looks at him. They walk in now usual silence to the cave. She was never this quiet when we left. I thought leaving was supposed to help her.
Pua is so lost in his thoughts that he doesn't realize Nightshade staring at him. "What're you thinking about?"
"Why we left," he mutters, trudging into the cave and sitting beside her. "You said it would make you better, but nothing's happened and Prince is following us around."
"¡HOLA!" Of course. Someone always shows up to stop her from talking to me. The Pokémon laughs. "I-I've been practicing my Spanish. It was...er...bien! Ha! So good! Mucho—Muy bien! HA!"
The Pokémon is none other than... Leafeon. Kapua gets up when he sees the body shape of an Eevee moving across the beach, only stopping in their stroll to bother Ymir. Leafeon presses her muzzle to Pua's shoulder. "What's wrong with you?"
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