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.]

Comments

[beforetights]

Yes, of course I wanna play with Lir.

[He runs over to the sink and tries to pick Lir up out of it.]

Do you think he can ride on the puppies?

[smallspot]

[Lir blows some bubbles at Cu Chulainn and wiggles around.]

I think he wants to stay in the water! I don't think he could ride on the puppies unless one of us carried him. He's going to be a water mount when he gets big, after all!

[beforetights]

Okay.

[He sticks his hands in the sink and splashes some water at Lir.]

We'll play right here, then. Come on, Lir.

[smallspot]

[Lir trumpets happily and sends a fairly large splash for a pokemon his size at Cu Chulainn. Diarmuid giggles and then is struck with an idea.]

I will be right back!

[He then dashes out of the room only to return a few moments later with one of the puppies' ring toys in hand.]

Lets toss this to Lir and see if he can catch it!

[How, Diarmuid isn't exactly sure. Maybe on his nose or his head?]

[beforetights]

[Cu Chulainn shakes the water out of his hair after Horsea splashes him. When he sees Diarmuid come with the ring, he claps and cheers.]

Go ahead! Toss it!

[And Lir is making curious noises at the new thing that his trainer is holding. He's not the only one excited, though. White is panting in anticipation, ready to catch that ring.]

[smallspot]

[Diarmuid, fortunately, notices White's excitement and holds out a hand at her.]

White, no. You need to sit and just watch. I am not throwing it for you this time, okay?

[Once it seems like she might be listening, Diarmuid turns and tosses the ring gently at Lir. The pokemon makes a happy squeaking sound and then catches the ring on his long snout.]

Look! He did it! Good job, Lir!

[beforetights]

Yay! You did it!

[Cu Chulainn jumps up and down in excitement. Once he's finished jumping, he pats Lir on the head.]

You did good! I'm sure you can catch bigger, faster things soon.

[He looks around and grabs a spare bowl.]

Do you think Lir can catch this too?

[smallspot]

[Diarmuid looks from Lir to the bowl and back again before shaking his head.]

I don't know if he is big enough to catch that, but if you want to try throwing the ring, you can!

[He runs forward to take the ring from Lir, who trumpets happily, and then hands it to his brother.]

Here!

[beforetights]

Make sure to step out of the way, brother.

[Cu Chulainn takes the ring and backs away until he's next to the door. He then hurls the ring right at the sink.]

Catch, Lir! Catch!

[smallspot]

[Diarmuid nods and quickly moves out of the way. When his brother throws the ring, he cheers for Lir and it seems to energize the pokemon because he almost jumps out of the sink moving to catch the ring.]

Wow! Look at that! Good job, Lir! He really liked your throw brother!

[beforetights]

[Cu Chulainn throws his arms up and cheers.]

Wow! He's so strong!

Your turn now, brother. Throw it as strongly as I did.

[smallspot]

I'll try, but I'm not as strong as you are.

[Diarmuid retrieves the ring from Lir and then steps back to throw it. Lir doesn't have to jump quite as high to grab it, but it's still a pretty good throw for a little boy.]

How was that?

[beforetights]

It was very good, brother! Both of you did great.

[He reaches to take the ring again.]

My turn again. We can switch places.

[smallspot]

That sounds like a good idea to me!

[Diarmuid claps his hands happily and then sniffs the air.]

The cake is starting to smell good. Do you think it will be ready soon?

[beforetights]

[He takes two sniffs. He can smell the wafting scent of baked goods.]

I think it should be! After all, it smells done.

[smallspot]

[Diarmuid takes another sniff and then motions toward the oven.]

Do you want to check on it or do you think we should let it go a little longer?

[beforetights]

I don't know. It won't catch on fire if we leave it in there, will it?

[smallspot]

[Diarmuid frowns.]

It might if we leave it in there too long. That is what happened to the soup. Maybe we better bring it out to check on it. I don't want there to be another fire!

[beforetights]

I don't either. I hate the alarm.

[He reaches to open the oven door. However, when he puts his hand in there, he has to draw it back because the inside is too hot.]

Oh no! I can't take it out!

[smallspot]

[Diarmuid walks over to test the heat and then makes a soft surprised sound.]

You would burn yourself! Lets turn it off!

[He reaches up to turn the oven off and then looks around for something. Finally, his eyes fall on the towel from earlier.]

Here! Can you use this to pull it out with? You won't burn your hands then, right?

[beforetights]

Let me try.

[Cu Chulainn grabs the towel and wraps it around his hand. Then he reaches in to pull out the baking sheet. With the towel, he can barely feel the heat.]

Yay! It's so much better now.

[He drops the sheet on the counter, next to the sink. The cake looks pretty golden, if a little flat. He reaches to try and pull a piece off...but burns his hand again.]

Ow!

[smallspot]

Oh no, brother! Be careful! If the oven and the pan are hot, the cake will be hot too!

[Diarmuid grabs another towel and Lir helpfully sprays some cool water on it. He then takes the towel and holds it out to his brother.]

Here. Put this on the burn. It will help it feel better!

[beforetights]

[He whimpers and grabs the towel, pressing it to his hand.]

You could've told me sooner!

[smallspot]

[Diarmuid frowns, eyes suddenly sad.]

I'm sorry. I thought you knew. Is it really bad?

[beforetights]

It hurts.

[He holds out his hand, showing that he has a blister on a finger.]

Can you kiss it better?