You can still call me Pikachu. I'm not... I'm not emotionally prepared to be referred to by my human name right now.
[He sounds so melodramatic right now.] At my apartment. Mind the bottles, but don't worry. They're bottled frappucinos. I'm so disgusted with myself right now, but I can't stop.
[to... all of that. archie cuts the connection and scoots his ass on over to pikachu's apartment, pushing the door open.
...he sort of judges the bottles, but also he's been depressed enough to just bite into raw ramen like an apple. it's like that sometimes.]
You look like Pikashit, [he comments wrly, when he finally finds pikachu.] you wanna scream it out? 'Cause if you were waiting for a prompt for that, take it.
[But his bottle... In lieu of that, he just drops his chin onto the table.] I figured out something was a little wonky after that whole coma business, so I did some digging around. At first it was just a theory and then I ran it by Haru, and it was the only thing that made sense. It connects everything together- everything I do remember and everything I don't. I just... Don't have a way of accessing any of Harry's memories, so I know I am Harry, but how much Harry can I really be? Are we just two different people? Are we the same person with different outlooks?
[Pikachu just kind of walks across the table and places a hand on his head and very gently pats him.] Lie down before you hurt yourself, Chief. I'm talking about leaving him notes. Clues. Easy to solve clues, even.
[He's gonna go full Memento. It's gonna be great.]
[YEP HE'S DOING IT. He fumbles around for a pen and in lieu of any paper to write on, he starts scribbling on a coffee cup.] I can just tell him to give me the deets, and in exchange, I'll keep him informed of all my contacts, so he isn't just wandering around like a poor lost Mareep in the wilds.
Revelation selfie! [archie chirps, leaning down by pikachu before the tell tale click of his phone app goes off.] Did you figure out what makes you switch?
You sure? 'Cause I think he has way, way more baggage than I do. Amnesia'll do that to a guy. One of the perks. I'm a clean slate who somehow knows that he pushes people away and then resents them for leaving.
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Okay, PikaHarry. Where are you at?
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[He sounds so melodramatic right now.] At my apartment. Mind the bottles, but don't worry. They're bottled frappucinos. I'm so disgusted with myself right now, but I can't stop.
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[to... all of that. archie cuts the connection and scoots his ass on over to pikachu's apartment, pushing the door open.
...he sort of judges the bottles, but also he's been depressed enough to just bite into raw ramen like an apple. it's like that sometimes.]
You look like Pikashit, [he comments wrly, when he finally finds pikachu.] you wanna scream it out? 'Cause if you were waiting for a prompt for that, take it.
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And then, he lowers it.]
I'm doing fine.
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[archie sighs and pads over, gently picking up the bottle and moving it away from pikachu's tiny little man-hands. sits next to him.]
How'd you find out?
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[See, now you've opened the floodgates.]
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Have you asked Harry?
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[Pikachu gasps.] Ohhhh.
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[he also doesn't get what pikachu has realised. he's stupit.]
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[He climbs up on the table, pushing aside bottles and coffee cups.] I actually can communicate with Harry.
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[save yourself, pikachu.]
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[He's gonna go full Memento. It's gonna be great.]
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[he claps.]
That's genius! I mean, unless he already knows himself. Yourself? Whatever, do it! Write the first one here!
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[a beat.] Dammit. I do have baggage.
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[he reaches out to give pikachu a little pat on The Spot.]
Same for you, Electric Boogaloo. Let me know what you need from me.
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[Let that serve as his agreement, bro. He's a little disoriented from the Good Pets to be more coherent than that.]