Once in a Millennium...

❝Spring is gonna be here soon! I’m excited!❞

"It is nice to meet you as well."  Xemnas bowed slightly as a sign of respect toward the Pokemon.  Though the gesture was as empty as his soul.  "I apologize if this is intrusive, but i must ask if you remember anything before you began your millennial nap."  Xemnas did not wish to alarm the creature, as he was certain many have come to ask for others to grant their wishes.

She trailed off, lost in thought, before remembering there was someone she was talking to. {Oh! ...I hope...I was able to tell you...what you wanted to know...} The little Pokemon smiled brightly. 

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Xemnas would have been hesitant to answer the question, but he needed Jarachi’s trust. “My name is Xemnas.  I come from a world that exists separate from this world.”  Xemnas told as much as he could afford to tell.  He did not wish the Pokemon to know too much about him, least he have information that could compromise his goals.  

{Another...world...?} Jirachi had heard of a place called the Distortion World, but that was linked closely to this world, to the point where changes in one effected the other. Xemnas said that it existed separate from this world. After pondering this for several seconds, she stopped gaping and gave a cheerful greeting. {...It's nice to meet you, Xemnas!} 

Xemnas had found it.  According to the legend this ancient being was able to grant wishes.  But it was not the wishes alone that Xemnas was interested in, but how it was able to do so.  Such knowledge could prove far more valuable then the wishes themselves.  Xemnas approached the creature cautiously to not cause it fear or distress.

{...Who are you...?} she asked hesitantly.

because it’s always nice for muses to know the little things about each other that no one else does.

And one with good taste too. He ran a finely manicured hand gently across the fine mahogany table, testing the subtle wood finish. A chancellor would not eat on anything less. A smile creeped up on his face and it took all of his careful training to keep it from turning into a slimy fanged grin. He made a mental note that being specific was better; that was the key to bringing the Demon King back. Leave no detail unsaid. But…even though he was going to use this creature, take advantage of its trust, and treat it more as a weapon to further his own schemes than an actual living being, he still felt it cruel - even for him - and quite uncultured to eat a whole meal in front of his little guest. He did not sit down yet, but instead glanced up at Jirachi, his smile genuine and inviting. He gave a small bow again to indicate that he was pleased. "I appreciate the fine job you did in making my wish come true." he started, adjusting his cufflinks to appear more suitable. "However, I do not wish to eat alone and have you languish in hunger while I stuff my face, so in return, I wish that you have a meal of your choice of equal finery appear on this table along with a seat so that you may lunch with me.” Then he took his seat (which took some difficulty, what with the taller shoes) and waited, still smiling. A self-respecting gentleman would never let his host go hungry.

Jirachi's face lit up with genuine happiness. For once, somebody was wishing for something for her! Again, her eyes closed, her wish tags shimmered, and she let out a hum. An equally fine, but much smaller bowl appeared, and ingredients fell in: Cucumber, avocado, honeydew melon, green onions, and some herbs all blended themselves together into a homogenous mixture. The soup proceeded to chill itself, and a bit of yogurt mixed with honey fell on top. Another plate of bread materialized next to the soup. Finally, a tall stool appeared to accommodate for Jirachi's significantly shorter stature.

His train of thought was derailed before it reached the station when, suddenly, he felt a rush of magic surround him and he felt himself grow several inches taller. For a brief moment, he felt absolutely elated that no longer was he cursed with shortness…until he pulled out a hand-mirror and glanced both at his hats and his shoes. "…Oh.” His mind ran the full gambit of emotions and for a moment, the diminutive chancellor was without comment as he gazed upon his shoes in shock. He wanted to be angry at the wish-granting spirit for not fully understanding his wish but, as much as it pained him for even thinking this way, he found his taller shoes quite delightful. "I see…" he merely said in a studied tone as he gazed down at them. Cole took a couple steps in his new platform shoes as if he were trying them on at a boutique. He made a mental note to be more careful and more descriptive of his wishes, but he was already seeing a benefit to this trip. "I do apologize for my vague wish, Oh…" he paused in mid-bow, remembering the request not to praise so much, and straightened his back up again. And had to take a step backwards because that sudden movement combined with his new hats and shoes made him stumble a bit. "-Jirachi. I just wanted to run a test to see the full extent of this fabled power." He stopped to think for a bit. If being too vague didn’t work, perhaps being more specific would. "For my next wish - and I want to make this clear that this is just a minor test before I do my wish to help New Hyrule - I would like a bowl of delicious, flavorful rabbit stew, made with olive, garlic, parsley, and thyme, cooked to perfection and lightly simmering with a side of the finest bread, and it should all be placed upon a table of fine mahogany." he said with a happy little smirk. After all, he was getting kind of hungry and no self-respecting chancellor would have his appetite whetted on trail mix!

{...Is it okay?}

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[[I declare that ALL muses need this as a reaction shot! Get to work, people!]]

"I am just…pleasantly surprised and delighted that the kingdom’s problems can be solved so easily, that’s all. Usually a miracle such as you, Oh Great and Powerful Forest Spirit, is hidden away in such a location that only a true hero can find you! And, while I am a very kind and just benefactor of the Hyrulean Senate…at the same time, I’m no hero.” That was an understatement, he thought hastily to himself. The things he did were not going to go down in the history books as warm, fuzzy legends sang in taverns by youthful-eyed bards. "I…just want to test this power, that’s all.” he said, pursing his fingers together and keeping himself from breaking out into an impish grin. He cleared his throat, thought of the one thing he desired more than anything else at this point of time that was purely all about him and something he could not just reach into his coffers and buy, and then finally gave his first wish. "I wish I were taller." he said at last.

{Done!}

"Wait. Hoenn is a place?"

{Yeah! It's really big! I'm from a valley there...But what are they talking about...when they say...confirmed...?}