[ MISSION #2 ] Help my darling sleep...: [Mission #2] Help my Darling sleep...

Tart paces back and forth inside of the small house. It has dark green walls, with many windows. The room is well lit with a soft, warm light from the sun. There is a cream couch, where Neo is currently sitting trying to entertain themselves. Next to the couch is a small rocking chair housing Gallade and his child, Ralts. The Gallade has large bags under his eyes, clearly exhausted. Ralts is crying so loud their wails pierce the ears of everyone in the room. The Gallade keeps rocking her, trying to get her to sleep, but to no avail. I can’t imagine the amount of noise complaints he’s had, Neo thinks to themself, fiddling with their necklace.

“Where's the last place y– you remember seeing it, sir? Oh, and what does it look like?” Bliss asks him,  just loud enough to hear over the wails of the Ralts.

 

“I last saw it when we were at the park across the road. I checked there again after I realized it was missing, but I couldn’t find it.” The Galade says with a yawn. “It’s a small, orange Teddiursa plush.”

“Alright then, We’ll check the park first. C’mon you two.” Tart declares, quickly walking out the door. Bliss is quick to follow him, tailing close behind

“We’ll be back in a jiffy, sir. We’ll be sure to bring the toy back with us, I promise!” Neo shouts, running out the door and pulling it closed.

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The trio quickly walk across the street and through the gates of the park. In the park there’s a swingset along with some picnic tables. There are a few lone trees scattered around as well, along with a few rocks and a small river. In the center of the park a large, very old oran berry tree sits. While there’s no Oran berries on the tree just yet, the fruit is flowering, creating white petals that scatter in the wind. There are also large green vines snaking up the trunk of the tree.

 

“Alright, we should split up to cover more ground. I’ll check over by the swingset.” Tart decides, mumbling something else under his breath. His brows are furrowed, and he looks… frustrated. Neo’s mind supplies them. Not that unusual for him. With that Ralts crying too, I’m not that surprised.

“Oh! I- I’ll check by the picnic tables!” Bliss says, before quietly walking off.

 

“I guess that leaves me with the tree then?” Neo asks.

“Mhm,” Tart hums in response. “Good luck. Give us a holler if you find the toy.” Tart then promptly walks off towards the swingset. Alright, time to climb a tree then. Neo thinks to themselves, walking up to the Oran berry tree. They can barely make out the top from here, but from the looks of it, the tree should be climbable. Just might not be the most safe.

They hop up onto a vine, digging their paws into it. It’s rough enough to grab onto for the most part, and they quickly haul themselves upwards. They continue climbing upwards for a short time, grabbing onto the rougher parts of the vine. Hey, this is actually pretty easy! They think to themselves. Just then, a hard gust of wind blows, making them almost lose their grip. “WOAH–” is what they say off instinct, quickly grabbing tighter onto the now swaying vine they’re holding. Don’t look down it’s fine it’s perfectly fine-

“Neo! We couldn’t find the toy! Are you okay up there?” They hear Tart call from below, barely audible over the roaring wind. Without thinking, they look down. OH ARCEUS I’M SO HIGH UP. OH. OH ARCEUS HELP ME. 

“I’M FINE!” The ‘mon nervously sputters out as the wind dies down, leaving the vine more stable. They slowly resume their ascent up the tree, reaching the very top. Huh, quite flat up here. Thought it would be harder to walk on, They think to themselves as they pull themselves fully up.

The top of the tree is full of petals from the flowering oran berries, and in the middle of the area is a large pile of petals. On top of this pile sits an orange Teddiursa plush, perfectly intact and unharmed. Oh of course the plush was up here. Just my luck, They think, walking over to the plushie and gently picking it up. They walk back over to the edge of the tree and shout “Hey! I found the plush! What do you want me to do with it?”

 

“Throw it down here!” Tart shouts back at Neo.

“You want me to WHAT? Are you insane? It’s gonna get all dirty !”

“No it won’t! I promise you I’ll catch it.” Tart says. He’s clearly a little annoyed, judging by his tone of voice.

“Fine! I’ll throw it then.” Neo shouts down to Tart and Bliss, quickly chucking the plushie at them. Like Tart promised, he catches the plushie with ease, looking back up at Neo with a mischievous smirk.

“Told you I would catch it!” Tart barks out.

“Yeah, yeah, whatever.” Neo mumbles. Now there’s only one question I have; how the hell am I getting down without breaking something?

 

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“Oh thank the stars you found it! I can’t thank you enough.” The Galade gleefully cheers as quietly as possible. Their Ralts is holding her plush, quietly sleeping in his arms. Best not to wake them.

“It wasn’t a problem, sir!” Neo proudly declares, covered in dirt, leaves, and oran berry petals.

The Galade looks as though he might laugh, making Tart start to snicker. They both receive a quick glare from Neo and Bliss.

…I’m never climbing a tree again.