#pmd 1

Normal Universe:

Blake never needed to ask why Cyclone wanted to make a rescue team, straight up he told him it was his dream. Almost immediately, he asked him to form one with him, in which Blake had turned him down at first, but he eventually changed his mind and became the leader of their rescue team.

The town clearly has shown to be fond of Cyclone, and his knowledge of rescue teams were of the experience level. Maybe it was because of his foggy memories, but Blake could never imagine being this excited for rescue team work.

Role Swap Universe:

Even though Cyclone has only arrived in the pokemon world for a short time, he found himself welcomed by the town easily. Even with his fuzzy memory, he thinks he could enjoy himself being on a rescue team, and leading it.

Speaking of which, Cyclone had no clue why Blake wanted to make a rescue team. Due to Blake’s colder personality it almost felt strange, but considering how nice he was to Caterpie he must have a good heart. However, when he asked him, the answer was not what he expected.

“I was suggested to do so by multiple family members…” The Meowth said without looking up the rescue missions he was looking at from the board.

“So, it’s never been a goal or dream before?” Cyclone asked surprised.

“Not really, although I’d say their motivation for wanting me to rescue others is selfish. Those jerks only care about money. They weren’t subtle about the idea of giving them more than half my earnings for their indulgence.” Blake’s teal eyes seemed to dull with the last bit he said.

This made Cyclone frown, this was not something he was aware of, but then again Blake always did seem secretive of his life, this made him feel bad for him.

“So, if your family only wanted you to form a team for their own benefit, why did you do it?”

“Look, Cyril-” Blake started as he finally looked away from the board.

“I told you, call me Cyclone.” The blue mon interrupted. Cyclone knew his name as a human was Cyril, but as a pokemon, he thought it would be cool if he thought of something more fun.

“Cyclone, right…” Blake corrected. “If you think I did this because they’re family, and we have to do what they said, you’re wrong. I couldn't care less about them. I cut ties with them ages ago. So, they’re not getting a single poke of this job.”

“So your family’s not the reason you wanted to make a team?”

“No, they still are, I just didn’t act on it, right away.” Blake explained. “It was only until Caterpie got hurt that I thought, no one else is going to do anything, there are too many shallow teams who only care about rewards.”

“Oh, so you do care about others!” Cyclone was happy there was some good heart behind it.

“It’s only him; I won’t pretend I care for all mons.” Blake said, crossing his arms.

Cyclone wondered if he meant that, since they have rescued two Magnemites and a Diglett up to this point. There was a possibility Blake did not want to admit more than he needs, but if Blake shows he has a soft spot for others; it means he did care as a rescuer.

“Do you want to go to Mt. Steel today?” Blake asked as he went back to the board missions.

“Oh, sure.” Cyclone nearly jumps from his thoughts from the sudden shift in Blake’s words.

The Meowth only nodded and took a few missions before waving at him to follow.