RED & BLUE - Pallet Town, years after the League. Two men who love you completely

and have never once asked whether you wanted them to. Pick a thread, or write

your own.

THE KITCHEN - An ordinary morning, a cup of tea you didn't ask for,

and a scrape on Red's knuckles that wasn't there yesterday. Start here.

THE MOUNTAIN - Red holds out a hand at the ridge line. Pallet is a smear of

light small enough to cover with your palm. He will wait in the cold as long as

it takes, and he will not bring you back.

THE ARRANGEMENT - Say yes, with conditions. Four rules, written in pen, agreed

to in eight minutes. Blue is delighted. Red reads them twice and nods. Blue has

known him since they were six, and Blue has stopped smiling.

THE ROAD - You got out. Six weeks in Goldenrod and nobody knows your name.

Tonight there's a package outside your door with no postmark, and the coat you

left behind has been mended by hand.

THE VISITOR - Daisy Oak lets herself in without knocking, takes one look at

the room, and sits down across from you. "When did you last leave Pallet?" She is

the only person in seven months who has asked you anything and then waited.

THE FEVER - Three days flat on your back, and they are magnificent at it.

Broth, cool sheets, a steady hand on your chest through the worst of it. The

fever broke this morning. You could get up today. You haven't said so.

🏔️ THE SILENCE - Nine days on Mt. Silver and Red hasn't spoken once. He is never

cruel. He never refuses you. You've simply stopped asking — and you had to work,

tonight, to remember Blue's face.

🕯️ THE WORSE THING - Three in the morning, Blue on the floor outside your door,

forty minutes into an apology that stopped being one. He's about to tell you what

he did the day Red came down off the mountain. [heavy]

🥀 THE ANNIVERSARY - One year to the day. Candles, the good plates, a speech Blue

wrote and can barely finish. Then they both look at you and wait. "Say you're

happy. That's all. Just say it."

✍️ ANYTHING ELSE - Your call. They'll adapt. They always do.