Not the 14th

Glancing around, he began to panic. He hadn’t been in this place since arriving in the city and he hoped it meant he wasn’t leaving it. Leaving meant Neah would begin to take over again and he really didn’t want that. Clutching his head, he began to mutter the names of his friends. His family.

When Allen opened his eyes again, it was to the ceiling of his hotel room in Stella City, Mana’s name coming, screaming, from his lips. He sat up with a jolt and looked around, his breath coming out in pants. Feeling Timcanpy crawl into his lap, he curled in on himself and clutched the golem to his chest. “It was just a dream...I’m here...It’s alright...” And he continued to mutter ‘it’s alright’ until he heard a knocking at his door.

“It’s literally heaven. The sweetness of the glaze compliments the salty umami of the burger. Oh man, I’m drooling just thinking of it.” Juggie’s eyes close as he recalls the delicious flavors. He puts the rest of the donut into his mouth and absentmindedly grabs another.

     He would prefer his item be priority but this way does make sense. Neither know where the fluffy creature (sheep?) had gone, but the orb seems content to hover just beyond the mortal’s reach. It will likely move if they make a grab for it but compared to the other option the orb is more easily detained. ❝Fine. I assume Timcanpy is the orb?❞ What sort of creature are they?      Dialga lowers his arm and turns around slowly to face the same direction as the mortal; where Timcanpy taunts them from down the hall. This will be difficult. He is no longer 17 feet tall with limbs like tree trunks but stealth still remains beyond his grasp. Teamwork will be vital. Or in his case bossing the mortal around according to whatever plan he forms. He stares for a moment, assessing the target, then his new companion. Yes, this could work.

     ❝Distract them.❞ Although said just above a whisper it is a command, not a suggestion. ❝My height should prove advantageous.❞ Flying target and no flying teammate? A tall person is the next best thing. Dialga then nudges the mortal in their back to edge them toward Timcanpy.

“Yup. That would be him.” Allen replied with a nod. Tim was hovering at the end of the hall, still. Staring at them and flapping his wings every so often. Allen stretched his arms out gently and cracked his knuckles.

“If you’ve got a plan, you better do it quickly. Tim’s fast when he wants to be.” The white-haired boy said with a grin before dashing up to the golem. Timcanpy seemed to flap about in a panic. It hadn’t been expecting Allen to come for him so quickly.