PokèDruids [PkmnWattys2016]

Celebration

"So, Cerci, who taught you magic?"

Cerci was shocked at this question. As to why, Sicily wanted to know. "What's the rush, dear Sicily?"

"I mean, what else will we talk about?"

Xerxes chimed in, "Yeah, I never got how you just transformed in the middle of that flat. Are you a ditto or something?" Cerci winced a bit at this.

Even Duskull chimed in.
"What secrets exist
That you have not told us, witch?
How can one swap forms?"

Cerci sighed and lowered her head, explaining the journeys of Eros as she knew them, how he went out to kill someone and came back, then how he went out to ring a bell tower and come back, then how she found Hank and now they don't want to kill each other while he was going to a mountain- all that Cerci knew, while Hank and Sicily filled in the rest of the details. Xerxes and Duskull nodded this whole time, learning about the Druids and their goal of maintaining the balance, no matter how questionable the story became. "And if you tell anyone this, I will have to kill you." But this still didn't answer Sicily's original question.

"But how do you know all this magic stuff?" Sicily asked once more.

"Well, how about I tell you when everyone is awake to hear it?" Gesturing towards Eros in Sicily's many hands, still in his Cleffa form. "Hah, he's holding that form nicely. You know, staying transformed while you're asleep is like not going to the bathroom while you're asleep, but you just drank a ton of water and had a half-filled bladder. At least from what I've heard. In essence, you can stay transformed in your sleep if you're lucky. Or he could have been awake this whole time."

Cerci slapped Eros out of Sicily's hands (which made her angry) and he fell to the ground, muttering "Alright, you didn't have to hit me..."

Sicily was appalled. "You were awake the whole time!?"

Eros was seemingly waking up. "No... I blacked out a few times. I really pushed myself when I did it. Good job, me." Eros patted himself on the back with his stubby pink arms. "But I was a little conscious. So, what form am I? I think I'm pink, but there are a kajillion pink Pokemon."

Sicily was disturbed in the slightest. "Uh... You're a Cleffa?"

Eros looked appalled. "Aw, what? That's super girly! Cerci, change me back!"

Cerci laughed. "I can't affect your magic. If you don't know how to do it yourself, you'll just have to sleep it off."

It was pathetic watching a little Cleffa try to give commands and appear not-adorable. "But Cerci, I don't know how! And I'm exhausted!"

"Well, I guess that leaves you one choice then."

Eros moaned some more. "Fine. Well, since we're back at our clearing- " Sicily didn't even notice they were already back. The midnight moon really should have hinted time had passed! "- We should set up camp. Xerxes, Duskull- we should really give him a name...- welcome to my training spot."

Everyone broke off and started to gather supplies- Cerci and Hank went (with Pikachu) to get packaged supplies, Xerxes got firewood and Duskull picked berries to supplement whatever the humans were buying. Eros was too small to do anything useful and Sicily wanted to talk with him privately.

Sicily started off her conversation with this, "Eros, do you like being a Druid?"

Eros looked with tiny little Cleffa eyes back at Sicily, "Maybe, why?"

"Why do you let Cerci tell you to do all of these outlandish things?"

"Because I would have died if I never listened to her. Plus, I never would have met you if I never became a Druid." Eros unraveled his tail as he said this and tapped Sicily on her nose (Note: Eros' tail is like a foot long). "And you know, for all the almost dying that I do-"