Who's that pokemon?

[beforetights]

Who: Cu Chulainn and Diarmuid
Where: Apartment 3
When: After 4/12
Summary: Cu Chulainn meets the new pokemon

[Diarmuid had gotten his hands on a big, strange egg. Cu Chulainn wasn't too sure what the egg was, even though Diarmuid had told him it was a pokemon egg. He had still tried to eat it at first, before Diarmuid stopped him and confiscated the egg. For several hours on end, Diarmuid had taken care of it, but it showed no sign of hatching. Cu Chulainn was starting to get a little annoyed at it.]

[Then at night, it had suddenly hatched into a strange creature, almost like a cross between a horse and a fish. Now, Cu Chulainn was glad that he hadn't tried to eat it. Of course, it was so tiny and delicate that Diarmuid did most of the handling. But Cu Chulainn was excited about getting to play with it in the morning.]

[Come morning, Cu Chulainn woke up late to fine his brother and the new pokemon gone. Not knowing where his brother had gone or what he was doing with the egg, Cu Chulainn sulks, lying down on his stomach in the living room. The puppies, first White and then Grey, clamber onto him, forming a dogpile. There they remain, not moving except for the puppies occasionally pawing at each other's faces. Only when they hear the squeaking of the door do they turn around.]

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[beforetights]

[After he thinks the dough is done, he grabs the honey.]

Don't worry. I'm adding it now!

[And he pours a large swirl of honey on the dough.]

You should name him! He's yours.

[smallspot]

More honey! More honey!

[Diarmuid giggles and then shakes his head.]

I know I should pick the name, but I want ideas! You might think of something better than me!

[beforetights]

[He obliges his brother by pouring in the honey until it's ready to spill.]

Oh...and let's see...we need some whiskey too. Just a little bit.

[He's not quite sure what it does, but it always makes the dough look bigger.]

I don't know what to name him either. Blue? Fish?

[smallspot]

Some whiskey? Do we have any?

[Cu Chulainn, are you bringing home alcohol and not telling your brother?

Said brother takes a moment to think over the suggested names and then shakes his head.]

It needs to be a strong name and a pretty one. Unique too because Horsea is all those things!

[beforetights]

I don't know. I don't remember getting any. I don't know if they even have any here.

[He scratches his head.]

Hm...then what about Naoise? He's strongest knight I know.

[smallspot]

I don't know either... You did add a lot of honey. Maybe that will take the place of the whiskey?

[Oh dear...]

Naoise... He is your uncle, right? Does he like water?

[beforetights]

Maybe! You can't even taste the whiskey when it's all done.

[He shakes his head.]

He's my cousin, silly! But he's still a very strong knight! He just took up arms, and he's already got a good reputation in all of Ulster!

[smallspot]

Oh cousin! That's right. I forgot. Sorry!

[Diarmuid bows his head slightly.]

You didn't say if he likes water. Does he?

[beforetights]

I don't know. I've never seen him swim before.

[smallspot]

Hmm...

[Diarmuid's forehead wrinkles in thought.]

Don't you think his name should have something to do with water? Or am I being too picky?

[Naoise is a great name, in Diarmuid's mind, but it just isn't quite right.]

Do you think it would be okay for me to name him after one of father's friends?

[beforetights]

I think that's a really good idea. Does your father's friend have anything to do with water?

[smallspot]

[Diarmuid nods his head excitedly.]

Manannan Mac Lir does! He's the one who gave father some of the weapons that I will get to use when I grow up. He rules over the seas and water! But...

[A frown crosses his face.]

That is a long name for a baby horsea...

[beforetights]

Hm...

[Cu Chulainn takes a moment to think.]

We can just call him Manannan then! And we can call him Mann for short.

[smallspot]

But he's not a Mann, he's a pokemon!

[Okay, that's a bad joke and even Diarmuid seems to realize it. It still makes him giggle, though.]

What about Lir? That is Manannan Mac Lir's father's name and it's nice and short! He's also a god of the sea!

[Never mind it can also be confused with the name of an attack Horsea can learn...]

wow I had no idea I forgot this tag

[beforetights]

[He laughs alongside his brother.]

That's right! He's not a man. But Lir would be a good name for him.

[A pause.]

Hey, what are sea gods like anyway? I've never seen them before. Or the sea.

No worries! :-)

[smallspot]

[Diarmuid looks down at his horsea with a smile.]

What do you think? Do you want to be called Lir?

[Horsea happily squirms in Diarmuid's arms and lets out a series of trumpeting sounds.]

I think he likes it! Lir he is!

[The boy pauses then to think on his brother's questions.]

I haven't actually met them. Just Father has, but Manannan Mac Lir must be nice if he gave Father my weapons, right? And the sea is like every other part of nature. It is beautiful and dangerous and necessary for life. I hope you get to see it soon. Everyone should!

[beforetights]

Yay! Lir!

[He tries to reach to pat Horsea, but finds that his hands are stuck together from when he had clapped earlier.]

...Brother, can you help? I can't move my hands.

[smallspot]

Oh no! The honey. Just a minute!

[Diarmuid looks around and finally runs some water in the sink so he can put Lir into it. The horsea makes a happy squeak to be in water again and then Diarmuid grabs a towel, wets it, and moves to his brother's side.]

Okay! Lets see if we can get your hands apart! Let me pull on one and you pull on the other.

[beforetights]

[He holds his hands out.]

Which one do you wanna pull on?

[smallspot]

I will take this one!

[Diarmuid takes a hold of Cu Chulainn's right hand and then braces himself to pull.]

Whenever you are ready, brother!

[beforetights]

Okay. Let's pull now.

[He grunts as he tries to pull his left hand off of his right. As he does, the honey and dough stretch out into a long strip.

[smallspot]

[Diarmuid laughs as he pulls back on his brother's other hand.]

Look at that! Look at that! Now we are making noodles instead of cakes!

[beforetights]

Yes! And it's a long noodle! It must be the longest noodle in the world.

[As the "noodle stretches, White comes in and heroically bites it in two, yanking off a short segment to chew on.]

Yay! White saved me! She's the big hero today!

[If he didn't still have gunk on his hands, he would pet her.]

[smallspot]

[Grey yips happily as if to congratulate his sister and then moves over to smell the dough White has so heroically saved their owners from. He doesn't take any to chew on, though. Could it be there is actually one creature in the apartment who doesn't have a sweet tooth?]

Honey noodles sound just as good as honey cakes. Do you think there is such a thing besides what we just made? If not, we should name them after White since she saved us. White's Honey Noodles! That sounds really good! Do you think others will like it?

[beforetights]

[He shakes his head.]

I've only ever seen honey cakes, not honey noodles! How do you even bake a noodle?

[He goes to grab the bowl of batter.]

But I think everyone will like them if they taste like honey cakes! And we can name them after White and give them to everyone.