A story that i ask ChatGPT to made :)

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For a moment, the Temporal Tower shook as Dialga let out a roar of sheer frustration. “I AM NOT THE PARENT, AND PALKIA HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THIS!”

The baby Celebi clapped its tiny hands at the display, thoroughly entertained.

A Legend Among Legends

Unfortunately for Dialga, the gossip spread like wildfire among the legendary Pokémon. Articuno, Zapdos, and Moltres dropped by to “congratulate” him. Cresselia and Darkrai debated whether legendaries having children would upset the cosmic balance. Even Rayquaza took a moment out of monitoring the ozone to comment, “I always thought Dialga was too serious to have a family.”

Each new visitor made Dialga’s temper fray further, but none were as unbearable as Giratina, who wouldn’t stop poking at the idea. “Come on, Dialga, admit it,” they teased. “Palkia’s the father, right? You two have always had a bit of tension. It makes sense.”

Dialga took a deep breath, visibly trembling with suppressed rage. “Giratina. Leave. Now.”

“Touchy, touchy,” Giratina chuckled, retreating into a swirling portal. “But you should know—if I could have kids, mine would definitely be cooler than yours.”

The baby Celebi simply floated beside Dialga, munching on a berry and enjoying the chaos.

The Epilogue

Meanwhile, far away in his own domain, Palkia was adjusting the spatial dimensions of a distant star system when Giratina appeared, smirking.

“Palkia!” Giratina called. “Did you hear? Dialga has a child now.”

Palkia paused, blinking in confusion. “What… are you talking about?”

“Oh, you know,” Giratina said with mock innocence. “Dialga and their little bundle of joy. Makes you wonder who the other parent might be, doesn’t it?”

Palkia stared at Giratina for a long moment, then sighed. “I don’t have time for this nonsense.”

But even as Palkia turned away, Giratina’s laughter echoed through the space, and a faint voice in the distance yelled, “I WILL END YOU, GIRATINA!”

And so, Dialga’s days as a “parent” continued, accompanied by a chorus of misunderstandings, gossip, and laughter. The baby Celebi, however, was perfectly content, watching its guardian bumble through the chaos and occasionally giggling at the spectacle. After all, even the mightiest of legends weren’t immune to a little drama.
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Author note:I've had a fucking long time to ask ChatGPT to make it funny and chaotic.

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Title: Dialga’s Day of Absolute Despair

It had been a week since the pink Celebi started the wildest rumor in the history of legendaries, and Dialga was having the worst day of his life. Temporal Tower, normally a place of solemnity and purpose, had become a revolving door of legendary Pokémon dropping by to offer congratulations, comments, and questions he did not want to answer.

Between Giratina’s relentless teasing, Articuno’s polite but awkward congratulations, and Rayquaza’s casual, “Nice work, I guess,” Dialga’s patience was stretched thinner than the threads of time itself. The only solace he had was that Arceus—his creator and the literal god of all Pokémon—hadn’t caught wind of the ridiculous gossip.

The Final Straw

As Dialga painstakingly explained to Lugia for the tenth time, “I did not give birth. The baby Celebi was created accidentally from temporal energy,” he felt a pang of hope. Maybe, just maybe, things would die down soon.