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DinosaurNothlit:
I got all inspired to write a "Memoirs of a RAFian" tie-in book along the lines of what gh had done, and I sort of implied to Cloak that I would wait to post it until it would fit into summer/spring in the timeline, but I'm just going to re-write it a bit for fall and post it anyway because I'm way too impatient to wait.

Oh, and this probably will take place, at least somewhat, between books.  Cloak will show up in this story at some point, and those chapters will be assumed to fall between-books in Memoirs.  The chapters with just me in them might take place during another Memoirs book, I'll leave that up to Cloak to decide which one(s).

Apologies for a short first chapter (and potentially short chapters after that, I haven't really decided what my standard chapter-length for this book will be).

Okay, I'm just rambling now, onto the book!

Chapter 1
Of Knights and Dragons
It was a beautiful day, bright and sunny, without a cloud in sight.  There was a slight chill in the air, but it was still unseasonably warm for as late in the year as it was.

Dino was on 'vacation,' off of mission duty and outside of RAF.  She was using the rare opportunity to visit her sister, Hydrargyrum.  Hydrargyrum, or Hydra for short, was a dragon.  She was not a 'hydra,' mind you.  She only had one head, Hydra was just her name.  Hydra had actually very briefly joined RAF, a long time ago, but had quickly gotten bored of it.  She'd only joined as a courtesy to her sister in the first place, so Dino didn't hold it against her for leaving.  The point was, Hydra loved Dino, and vice versa, like the sisters they were.

Still not quite sure how I ended up being related to a dragon, Dino mused to herself as she lumbered along through the forest towards the cave where her sister lived.  She didn't remember anything from before she had become a nothlit, so when a dragon showed up, claiming to be her sister, and knowing things about Dino that only a sister could know . . . well, how could she argue with that?  As for how they were related, Hydra refused to tell.  The dragon seemed very amused by the air of mystery it gave her.

Dino pulled herself out of her thoughts once she could see Hydra's cave through the forest.  She tried to quietly sneak up to surprise her sister, but the tremors of her footsteps rustled the leaves of the trees, giving her away.

"So how is my favorite RAFian doing?" came a gentle voice from the dragon's lair, as Dino approached.  Hydra blinked in the sunlight as she poked her angular serpentine head out of the shadow of the cave that she called her home.

"I'm doing good!  How about y-?" Dino started to say, when she noticed a small, bloodied patch of cloth between the dragon's teeth.  "What is that?" she accused.  Then she looked a little closer, turning her head to use her good eye (she was near-sighted in her left).  She could see the Knights of Humanity logo embroidered on the crumpled square.  " . . . Oh god, you didn't.  Tell me you didn't."

Hydra brought a claw up to her mouth and picked at her teeth, not sure what the fuss was about.  "Oh, yeah, that.  Well, look, the guy came to MY cave and was trying very hard to KILL me.  One of those idiot 'vanquish the evil dragon for honor and glory' types."  She sighed.  "And anyway, I didn't actually kill his dumb ass.  The stupid coward weaseled right out of his clothes when I grabbed him, and then ran off in his underpants.  A little scratched up from my teeth, but otherwise fine."  She grinned, and flicked the patch of cloth to the ground.  "Contrary to popular belief, I'm not a monster."  Then she made a disgusted face.  "And he probably would have tasted nasty, anyway."

"Good, because RAF has enough PR problems as it is.  I know you aren't a RAFian, but you used to be, and if that got out, the Knights of Humanity absolutely wouldn't see it as 'self-defense.'"

Hydra humphed as she looked down at the embroidered patch of cloth, noticing the logo for the first time.  "Knights of Humanity?  I didn't even realize the moron was affiliated with those bigots."  Dino wasn't surprised Hydra had heard of the KoH.  Despite being a dragon, she watched the news.  Of course, she was smart enough to avoid the rhetoric of Bern Bridges and the like, and smart enough to draw the correct conclusions from what she did watch.  "The world would be a little better off if I HAD killed him."

"I don't disagree," Dino agreed.

They moved on to talking about other things, but neither of them had noticed yet that the square of cloth had actually been a pocket, back when it was still attached to an article of clothing.  And, against all odds, there was still something inside.

Cloak:
Just going by just this chapter, I think it could fit into Book #180.

DinosaurNothlit:
Okay, that sounds good.  Also, I guess this book is just going to have short chapters.

Chapter 2
The Pokéball
The minutes turned to hours, and as the day faded into evening, the wind started picking up, forcing Hydra and Dino to take shelter inside the dragon's cave.  It was almost November, after all, and neither of the two huge beasts had any protection from the cold (they were both warm-blooded, no matter what anyone has told you about dinosaurs or dragons, but if anything, that fact only made them both feel the cold more keenly, shivering for warmth rather than going lethargic as true reptiles would have done).

However, before they could get all the way into that nice warm cozy cave, Hydra noticed something out of the corner of her eye.  Dragons were attuned to notice anything bright-colored or shiny, and this object was both.  It was a red-and-white sphere, with a white button on the front.  It had been revealed when the cloth part of the Knight's pocket had blown away in the wind, leaving its contents behind.

Hydra shrugged and went over to grab the thing in her teeth.  It had been a while since she had added any treasure to her hoard.  She didn't know what it was, so she assumed it was nothing more than a pretty bauble.

Dino had noticed that something had delayed Hydra from the cave.  But Hydra was smart (quite possibly smarter than Dino, but don't let Dino hear you say that), and kept her snout carefully turned to the side where the dinosaur couldn't see that the dragon had anything at all between her teeth.  Hydra didn't want the RAFian to know that she'd taken something that had belonged to the Knight, lest Dino claim it was 'RAFian jurisdiction' and confiscate it, or some such nonsense.  Hydra's patience for RAFian business went only as far as her affection for her sister.

Perhaps she was being selfish, she thought.  Not to mention distrusting, not to even let her sister know about what she had found.  But it wasn't going to hurt anybody, was it?  It was only a harmless trinket.

In any case, Dino simply shrugged off her sister's slightly odd behavior, figuring that Hydra had just needed to straighten out some of the plants around her cave, or something.  This was her home, after all.  Whatever it was, wasn't Dino's business.

Hydra made an excuse to go visit her hoard (this, unlike the pause outside the cave, was normal behavior for the dragon and didn't arouse Dino's suspicions at all, since dragons need to check on their hoards regularly or else they get anxious), after which they resumed their previous conversation.

"So anyway, that's how I saved a bunch of people from a would-be mass murderer by dancing ballet*," Dino finished.

Hydra stared at Dino for a long moment, then sighed deeply, and put her face in her claws.  "I cannot believe I'm related to you," she groaned affectionately.

While the two sisters conversed late into the night, the Pokéball sat, forgotten, between an Egyptian-looking cat idol and a pile of pearlescent nail polish bottles, deep within Hydra's hoard.  It glowed for a moment, and wobbled very slightly, almost anxiously, like a distressed person rocking back and forth to try to comfort themselves.  After a moment, it lay still again.

*True story.  Memoirs Book LXXXVI.  (For the record, yes, I know it's slightly unrealistic that I could have put all the pieces together and figured out the full story of what happened that day, but it wouldn't be impossible.  Stranger things have happened.)

Cloak:
PokeBall, eh? If you're going with this like I think you are, it could very well fit with something in a future book that I have planned . . . perhaps I've already said too much.

DinosaurNothlit:
I wouldn't be surprised if you already know where this is going.  This whole book is based on a story I've told you before.  And the possibility of that story meshing with a planned future book of yours is exciting!  :D

Oh, and this is where Gh shows up, so insert obligatory language warning here.

Chapter 3
How (Not) to Train Your Togetic
It was a couple days later, and Dino was at home in her thread.  Her communicator rang.  She answered.

"Dino!" Hydra said frantically from the other end.  "I'm sorry but I have a problem!"  Behind Hydra's voice, there were other sounds in the background, crashing noises, along with some kind of animal sounds, but like no animal Dino had ever heard before.  "Can you, uh . . . do they allow pets in RAF?"

Dino sighed.  "Yes," she answered truthfully.  She wasn't happy, though.  Being a RAFian was a full-time job and she didn't really think she had time to take on the added responsibility of a pet.  But she had a feeling she'd end up agreeing to it by the end of this conversation, anyway.  "Do I at least get to know what it is?"

"It's a . . . thing," Hydra said evasively.  "Look, I'll bring it over.  It came in a little red-and-white carrying case sort of thing."  She sighed through the phone.  "I should probably mention that I found the thing in the Knight's pocket.  That Knight whose clothes I stole?  It was his.  I assumed it was just a trinket, and I didn't want you to worry about it."

Dino sighed back.  "I'm glad you let me know," she said patiently.

However, to be perfectly honest, Dino probably would have assumed exactly the same thing that Hydra had.  The Knights of Humanity weren't usually competent enough to acquire magical items or creatures of any sort, let alone carry such things around with them on their person.  Nine times out of ten, anything found on a Knight would have been just a harmless trinket.  After thinking about it, Dino added, "There really wasn't any way you could have known."

So it was that a couple hours later, Hydra was waiting patiently outside of Code Avalon.  Dino came outside to meet her, whereupon Hydra handed her a small red-and-white ball with a white button on the front, and slunk away in what looked like embarrassment.  Dino wanted to tell her not to worry, and that she hadn't really caused any harm nor done anything that anyone else wouldn't have done, but at that point it was too late to say anything.  The dragon was already gone.

So Dino quickly went back into RAF, and found a few of her most trusted RAFian friends.  Goom was always good for analyzing and figuring out these things, Cloak had experience in many other Realms besides this one, and Gh . . . could provide comic relief if anything went wrong.

When the three of them were gathered, Dino tossed the ball onto the ground, causing it to open in a flash of light and belch forth the creature inside.  The thing* that came out of the Pokéball looked not unlike a chicken, but with a long neck, red and blue markings, stumpy wing-like arms, and fairy wings on its back.  It looked around apprehensively at the RAFians, as if it had already made up its mind that it didn't trust any of them.  Goom had a clipboard out, and was already taking notes.

"Still not sure why I'm here," Gh grumbled.

Dino shrugged, and replied, "You have a kid, right?  How different can it be?"

The Pokémon chirruped at the RAFians, and then started waving its arm in a way that suggested a wagging finger, even though it didn't have fingers.  Cloak's eyes widened.  "Be careful, it's using Metronome.  Literally anything could happen."

"It's using wha-" Gh began, but was interrupted by a thunderclap, as a massive bolt of lightning arced across the room.  Gh jumped backwards, but not before the electricity passed so close to his face that you could hear and smell his hair sizzling.

He clapped his hand to his forehead to hide his missing eyebrow, his eyes still shut tight against the flashbulb glare.  "To answer your earlier question, Dino, please pardon my french, but REALLY ****ING DIFFERENT!!!"

The Pokémon looked at the assembled RAFians with a defiant, rebellious expression, as if to say, "Your move, punks."

*This.

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