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Figured I'd share this snippet from one of the pokémon fics I've done some sort of work on!
Thoughts? If any?
His fingers curled around the ear of a coffee mug. Steam rose from a tree bark-colored drink. This met with the thin pair of glasses pushed tight over his golden irises. His lenses were fogging. Indents would certainly be left on his nose. But nothing- Nothing would be tearing him from his desk. Not even a headache and blurring vision.
I'll be finished soon, he thought. He removed his glasses and wiped them with his lab coat's sleeve. His self-made painkillers would activate within the next five minutes. They should supply him with the boost he needed to continue his work.
In the meantime, he scanned the desk's various items. Most of the clutter consisted of post-its layered in scale-like patterns. He kept his hot coffee close by. In the event of spillage, it would be best for him to be the victim. He wouldn’t dare revisit the library if he ruined their precious books, which were stacked against the wall. His small family saw enough trouble. Nevermind how he now saw himself in trouble.
"I think your research is pointless. Pokémon are individuals like us. There's never going to be a way of bringing out their "full power" without sacrificing what makes them special. Humans need more studying. We're who take them on long journeys across regions. We are their "potential".
"Haven't you thought about how mega evolution works? Pokémon can't retain who they are if they don't have an anchor- A trusted partner. What about z-moves? Pokémon holding z-crystals in the presence of a trainer with a z-ring pull energy from them. They're already perfect creatures. It's us who need to be the best we can be for their sake."
Once again, he asked himself: where and how had his daughter developed her theory? What could she have experienced that he, a man who fully dedicated himself to science and technology, somehow missed? Humans were meant not to improve their partners, but themselves?
Though he yearned for answers, he put any questions regarding his daughter's sources aside, and put her theory to the test.
He started caring more for his pokémon than their basic necessities. Klink, his ace, didn't seem like it would respond to affection. Gears, as a rule, served no purpose other than to move processes along.
Oh.
Oh.
How wrong he had been about sentient gears! Nowadays, Klink's dual faces would pout when asked to return to their poké ball. They complained as much as a Patrat with a stomach ache!
He couldn't help loving them for their quirks!
After these experiments, he visited Striaton City. An elderly couple lived by the local preschool there. They sometimes cared for pokémon and eggs, typically those belonging to the next-door children.
The best part of his trip had been acquiring an egg! As it so happened, the couple who ran the pokémon daycare bred the Unova region's elemental monkeys for prospective trainers. If he was going to perform more experiments, he needed a proper test subject.
…Right. It had the additional side effect of making a girl's birthday special. Most children today had pokémon companions. Why shouldn’t she be bestowed the same gift?
"Dad? You're awake?"
The voice may have come suddenly, but he wasn’t startled. He tore himself from his work and found a short figure in his doorway.
His visitor winked a honey-hued pupil while rubbing the other. Blonde hair, which normally tumbled down her back as straight as a ruler, splattered around her shoulders. A fine line of cobalt blue strands dangled behind her left ear.
Furthermore, sounds of clinking metal came from the hallway. Moonlight streaming from breaks in the bedroom curtains reflected off a pair of floating gears.
He took a second to register the new data. Familiar pulsing sensations in his forehead came to the forefront of his mind. How annoying. Those painkillers weren't enough to stop his insufferable headache...
