From: Bandraptor (firstname.lastname@example.org)
Subject: Re: [PW!] Whose Name Is It Anyway?
In article <3931FFA5.9D3A4EFD@prodigy.net>, RobfromVoid
>Robert sighs, "I wish Gengar had been at Gastly's birth... then he could
>through it..." He looks over at Nori with pleading eyes. She shrugs,
>that she either doesn't know what Robert wants her to do or knows and just
>want to do it. Robert voices his desire, "Please help deliver that Ditto's
>need this help because of two reasons: I've always wanted that Ditto to be on
>Team, and she can't be part of it if she's dead... and that baby Tauros... my
>Tauros is..." He pauses dramatically, as if he's going to reveal a secret
>Nori her entire life, "...his father!"
Nori considered for a moment that if she'd paid attention to what her mother
did when delivering Persian's and Arcanine's babies, she'd have some idea of
what to do now. But for some reason, she'd always stayed clear of the basement
whenever pups or kittens were due. As she watched the Ditto writhe about in
labor-induced pains, she slowly began to remember exactly what that reason was,
and her eyes glazed over in a manner resembling hysterical blindness.
When Robert noticed her staring motionlessly off into space, he became a tad
bit panicky, and cried, "Don't tell me time's frozen again! I thought that was
all a dream! Unless, this is a dream too, and in reality I'm still standing at
Rilli's doorstep, waiting for my party to start. Or maybe *that* was a dream,
and in reality it's still March, it's still my birthday, and as soon as I wake
up, all of my friends will come over to give me presents..." Robert pinched his
arm as a test, decided Nori was the one who was dreaming, and began to shake
her by the shoulders. "Please wake up! That Ditto needs our help, and I can't
do this by myself..."
Nori blinked several times in succession, and scowled at Robert for forcing her
to look at the suffering Ditto again. She contemplated her options, and thought
to herself, 'If this guy's friends with Sarah Jane, I should steal his Tauros,
his Gengar, and his Raichu, and make a break for it.
'...Then again, if I did that, I'd be just as bad as Sarah Jane, who has it in
for me just because I'm friends with Rockets. And am a Rocket. And want to kill
her. And at any rate, if I don't help this Ditto, and it dies; it'll probably
come back as a ghost, to haunt me, since that seems to be my run of luck.
But...I dunno anything about delivering babies, and even if I did, this isn't
exactly a normal birth...'
Nori glanced back up at Robert, who was still waiting for some sort of
response, and decided to take her frustrations out on him, "What were you
thinking, mating a Tauros with a Ditto? Don't you know anything about Pokemon
breeding? Pokemon are supposed to be thoroughbred, otherwise they'll wind up
with all sorts of heart and hip problems. Male Ditto should only mate with
female Ditto, and male Tauros should only mate with female Taur-- er...huh."
Nori continued to puzzle over the mysteries of Tauros reproduction, until a
hoof emerged from somewhere around the Ditto's midsection, and kicked her
squarely in the jaw. "I don't think we'll have to worry about hip problems,"
Robert said, "But if we don't do something soon, that Ditto's going to end up
looking like Sigourney Weezing did in Clefairył!"
"Except for the big hole in its stomach," Nori mumbled, wondering who Sigourney
Weezing was. "Well, it won't help to have it turn back into a Tauros, for the
purpose of giving birth...so I guess the only thing to do now, is take the
proverbial bull by the horns..." She pointed to the baby Tauros, who was
tossing its head about frentically, as it struggled to free itself, "...and
hope it doesn't gore us!"