From: Adrian Tymes <wingcat@pacbell.net> Subject: [PW!] Do Electric Pokemon Dream, Or Get Any Sleep At All Around Here? Date: Tuesday, December 07, 1999 9:31 PM Maria Rocket wrote: > "Dit....." #HUNGRYYYYY!!!# > > A loud, high pitched wail rose from inside the pouch, rising as the baby Ditto > began to cry. An incessant hungry cry. > > "SIAN!" Slasher tucked his tail up and put his paws over his ears. Down > below, Seth and Aerie were startled awake. They looked at each other with > bleary eyes. > > "So...what *do* baby Ditto eat anyway?" Seth sighed. He wondered if something > in the snack machine outside the room would do the trick. He had barely gotten to the machine when he felt several pairs of eyes on him. Looking around, it seemed that the cry had woken several of the center's occupants. "Sorry. My ditto's hungry." "So get it some pokechow!" "My *baby* ditto. It's too young to know how to form much of a mouth." "Yeah, right. A baby ditto? You know how rare those are?" "I'm telling the truth." "Uh-huh, sure." The trainer reached into his pocket and tossed Seth a bottle. With the hall lights off, and the center's walls blocking out most of the moonlight, Seth could not read the bottle's label. "What's this." "Just something that'll take care of your 'baby'." "Thanks!" Seth turned back towards his room... ...only to be intercepted by the local Nurse Joy. "What's all this racket?" "My baby ditto's hungry. That man over there gave me some food for him." Joy immediately acquired a vise-grip on his arm, and leaned in close to his hand. "Let me see that..." "Ow!" "POISON?!?" "..." She snatched the bottle of poison pills from Seth's hand. "I thought as much. Here." A bottle of liquid replaced the pills. "That should tide your baby over until morning." Joy turned to scowl at the poison giver. "As for *you*...my sisters warned me about you, but I thought I'd give you one last chance. I want you out of here NOW, and don't you EVER disgrace a pokemon center with your presence again!" As Nurse Joy squabbled with the troublemaker, Seth slipped back into his room, where Aerie had by now turned on the lights. He unscrewed the bottle, only to find a furry cap below the plastic one. "How do you open this?" "Hmm..." Aerie peered at the bottle's label. "'Nipple cap made from synthetic Persian fur, rigorously tested for acceptance by teams of baby pokemon.'" Slasher rolled his eyes. "Siaaaan..." Cautiously, Seth set the bottle next to baby Doppler and set the infant on top of it. Within seconds, the ditto was merrily chewing away; through the bottle's semi-opaque side, Seth could see the fluid absorbing into the cap and, presumably, through it into the hungry one. "Aerie?" "Yes, Seth?" "If we ever have kids of our own, remind me never to leave Slasher with babysitting duty. It'd be cruel and unusual punishment." "Sian!" TBC?