P-180: Watt

Viggo had always hidden his fusion. From day one he was sure he could just reverse it, despite Leilani’s words and all the notes that followed, and Micah’s reassurance. After all, who wanted to be blue forever? Nobody… Probably. At least no sane person. Viggo had set off the smoke alarms in his apartment several times, learning the limits of his rage, maybe even his sorrow. He’d tried to disable the sprinklers installed to no avail, and Siren had needed to clean up the mess of water m...

 Viggo often wondered sometimes how things ended up like they had. Sure, he’d had his rocky moments in life, but ultimately it always worked out in the end. Maybe he was riding on that hope that things would smooth out as always, no matter how much shit he got himself into. It wasn’t like he was painfully oblivious, but maybe he was naive.   He’d gotten into a few tangles, more than his usual amount. Luckily it was easy enough to patch himself up and cover things up thanks to S...

   The silence would have been deafening were it not for the buzzing and crackling of lights and hazardous electrical equipment. Viggo sat with his head hung low, hands clasped together. He felt like he was in the dentist waiting room even though he would have been the only person waiting. Well, there were some odd Pokemon scurrying around, but they were quite content causing harmless sparks and not bothering him.    Sparks’ den wasn’t the best digs in the world, but it was hom...