175 – Resting for a Spell

175 – Resting for a Spell

The path through the dimply lit mine was clearly marked, but it quickly became a maze if you went off it to explore. Tansy was absolutely sure her Trainer, Saffira, was out looking for Pokémon with her when they'd gotten lost. At least she didn't seem worried about being separated as she danced ahead of them, looking down every corridor they came to.

"She's a Rock Ace!" Tansy called back to the group, "You're going to love her! She's not super tall like Brandy, but she's inherited from me, and I don't want to spoil it, but it makes me pant just looking at her. Even thinking about her, aaaagh!"

Tansy hugged herself, her hips wiggling back and forth as her tail wagged madly. Sparky grinned like an idiot at the hopeless, love-struck display.

"We're all like this when you're not around Brandy," the Joltik said, "Calcine spends her whole time telling people about your legs."

"I don't do that." Calcine said calmly, "Sparky does, but she can't finish before she starts drooling."

Brandy half believed that, though that had nothing to do with Pokémon and human relationships. Sparky would form a cult around her legs if given a chance. It was hard to believe Tansy was a Rock Type; her infectious energy was just so firmly Electric Type that it felt out of place it made Sparky appear serene. She swished her skirt to make her own Electric Type crackle with glee, just to remind herself she was still the number one gremlin in her life.

"No drooling now." Brandy admonished. "We're helping out someone in trouble."

"No promises," Sparky grinned and touched Brandy's thigh. "You want me to behave? You're going to have to be less hot."Discover new chapters at novelhall.com

"Or more hot," Morgan said, picking at the bottom of Brandy's shirt with one hand. "With the right belly tee, we could make Sparky follow your every word."

Tempting, Brandy would have to see her swimsuit's effect before she committed to being even more distracting. Fashion was a part of being a Trainer Brandy had never been very good at. Maybe she could ask Maple for some tips; she'd always looked amazing while they'd been at college together, and it was hard not to get distracted in classes staring at her. It certainly hadn't helped Brandy's grades.

The sound of a small rock falling made Tansy stop dead, and the other three followed suit.

"Is that normal?"

"Mmm," Tansy replied, her dog ears twitching, "Sorta. Calcine, can you feel that?"

Calcine bent to press a hand to the mine floor, taking a few quiet breaths as she let her power over the rock diffuse.

"There's a thumping?" Calcine said, like a heavy heartbeat. "It's hard to tell where from. It's like it's all around us."

Tansy grinned. "Oh, there's thumping all right. That'll be Saffira. She must have found a Rock Pokémon after I left."

"She fucks so hard rocks fall?" Morgan said, "I find that hard to believe."

"No! She's fighting," Tansy said, giving Morgan a fang-filled grin. "Though she does fuck hard if you want her to, woof."

"Fighting without fucking, what a novel strategy," Morgan said, laying a wing over Brandy's shoulders. "Have you ever heard of such a thing?"

Sparky licked her lips as she got her hands on Tansy's hips and gave them a gentle squeeze. "Our team has the best plans."

"Focus, please." Morgan said, "Let Brandy show off for us."

"Thanks, Morgan," Brandy smiled. "Okay, when the tremor hits, your senses squeeze my palm."

They both squeezed simultaneously, but Brandy bit down the flutters in her throat at the pressure and tried to focus on who was first. It wasn't easy; her palms were sweaty, and the firm grip of Tansy and Calcine sent little thrilling jolts down her arm and into her heart. After a minute, she started to feel it wouldn't work, biting her bottom lip nervously as she tried to tune her own heart thumps.

"You relax, too," Calcine said with an even firmer squeeze, her fingers sliding to link with Brandy's. "Don't fight what you feel."

"Brandy," Sparky said, "I'll watch you. Just close your eyes and enjoy it."

So she did just that. Eyes closed, she let their grip guide her to spin in slow circles as they squeezed her hand. Tansy was enjoying it as much as she was, panting a little as she kept pace with Sparky. That light pressure from two beautiful women was not sexual but still a point of firm contact that made Brandy's heart leap. She hadn't planned for this triangulation plan to be romantic, but it was. It's like they were casting some kind of location spell together.

The next thump came, and she felt the twin squeeze.

Then, after that, there were a few seconds between each double squeeze. Her palms already ached, but it was in a good way, a warm throb she wouldn't mind some kisses on later.

It took time, but eventually Sparky called out. "Her arm trembles every time, quickest this way. Slowest on the other side."

Brandy opened her eyes to see Sparky pointing down a shaft and smiled. "I was worried it wouldn't work. Good eyes."

"The best eyes," Sparky smirked. "And you're welcome to them."

Brandy touched the side of her head, rubbing the skin just beside her eye. She'd practiced some with her eyes with Morgan's cards, and seeing in the dark had been nice. But she'd never really taken in detail like the slight tremble of a limb. She needed to practice more with her Inheritance. It wasn't just her Partners who needed to be sharpening their claws constantly.

"Woof," Tansy fanned her face. "That was good. I could feel Calcine's Move coiling over mine under our feet. It was like a weird hug I've never had before."

"Good?" Calcine asked.

"Love it. You're a good Rock Type. I hope Saffira's found someone as good as you."

Tansy was really free with compliments. Maybe that was part of her nature, to be a loyal fan of everyone she met. It was an adorable quirk, even if it left her a bit scatterbrained. They didn't keep her waiting, taking her with hands held down the tunnel Sparky had pointed out. Now they had the trick of it worked out. It was quick to repeat to orientate themselves as they worked through the winding passages, passing a few guide marks pointing them back to the main path as they went deeper into the wild areas.

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Up in the dark of the ceiling, clinging to the rock as tightly as possible so their purple fur blended in, a Pokémon smiled to herself as she watched the group pass. One Trainer was a treat, but two? Her sisters were going to feast today.