just tilt my sun toward your domain ♫

[loveofcamelot.livejournal.com]

Who: Arthur and any other Breeding Centre crew/frequent visitors!
Where: Around the Breeding Centre, basically anywhere. Your call!
When: Today, November 30, throughout the day!
Summary: Some of his housemates may have noticed that Arthur's acquired a new friend. A recently-hatched baby Smoochum from the Breeding Centre seems to have taken a shine to him, and she's been following him around for two days. D'awww.
Rating: PG, maybe for language?
Log:

Another six steps and a glance behind him. It's still there, no more than a foot and a half from his heels, gazing adoringly up at him with its head bobbing and those big blue-green eyes shining. Arthur frowns slightly and faces forward again. Far be it from him to understand why this thing has latched onto him, but trying to rid himself of it has proven basically impossible. He's even tried leaving it outside — it seems to enjoy the snow — and while that works for a bit, he always turns around to find a mop of blonde hair at his feet again an hour later.

The one thing he hasn't tried is battling it. It's just a baby, even Arthur can see that. He doesn't want to be cruel. He's not even sure if Gwen would oblige, or if she'd just feed the little thing some milk and be on her way. (Arthur's never met a more wayward cow.)

[ ooc; feel free to respond with action tags or prose, past or present tense. I'll adapt to whatever makes you comfortable! ♥ ]

Comments

whoops didn't notice that it said nov. 30 /derp

[soulcool.livejournal.com]

[Soul's just mulling around the breeding centre, when he can't help noticing the happy mop of blond hair at Arthur's ankles, giving the baby pokemon a little half smile.]

Gotta little problem there, bro?

it's all gooooood.

[loveofcamelot.livejournal.com]

[ Arthur glances up at the same time the Smoochum does. He sighs, and she chirps, rushing clumsily over to plant a kiss on the highest part of Soul she can reach — just below his knee. Arthur gestures to her. ]

If I'm lucky, it's your problem now.

[soulcool.livejournal.com]

Eh, she's not that bad. 'Least I think it's a she.

[Soul looks down at the little Pokemon, reaching down to pat her head a bit.]

Just looks like she needs some attention or somethin'. Is she yours?

[loveofcamelot.livejournal.com]

No. She belongs to the Breeding Centre; hatched a few days ago and she's been following me ever since.

[ Imprinted like a baby chick, d'aww. But she's perfectly happy to pay attention to everyone else, too. She squeals at Soul. ]

[soulcool.livejournal.com]

No wonder she needs a bit of attention, then; she's kinda latched onto you, dude.

[... God, baby pokemon are so cute. He's gonna happily lift her up then.]

I bet she thinks you're her mom or something.

[loveofcamelot.livejournal.com]

[ Just... making this face. ]

As if I don't have enough trouble on my hands looking after Merlin.

[soulcool.livejournal.com]

[That gets a little laugh.]

Your problem friend, right? Everyone's got one.

Look; I could probably take'er off your hands if you need it.
I'm pretty good with little Pokemon like her.

[loveofcamelot.livejournal.com]

[ He nods toward the Smoochum, looking a little dubious. ]

Feel free. She keeps having close calls with doors. And my feet.

[ The Pokémon, for her part, looks between Soul and Arthur with sudden trepidation. Are you trying to get rid of her again, Mom? ]

[soulcool.livejournal.com]

[He shifts her in his arms a bit then - she's a little big for a baby Pokemon, after all - giving him a nod.]

I'll be able to keep a good eye on her.
'Course, if she's okay with coming with me.
She probably thinks you're her parent, like I said.

[loveofcamelot.livejournal.com]

[ Arthur rolls his eyes just a little, takes a step back and turns away. ]

I'm sure she'll get over it. Every child leaves their parents behind somed—



[ Right on cue, the Smoochum launches herself out of Soul's arms and runs over to grab both of Arthur's legs in a hug, stopping him in his tracks. He sighs. ]

[restardom.livejournal.com]

... Awwwww, you've got an admirer!

[ well, of course Rise's going to be amused.

And possibly merciless. ]

[loveofcamelot.livejournal.com]

[ Lucky for her, Arthur's in a decent mood. He looks ruefully back at the Smoochum, who promptly rushes the newcomer, making loud kissing sounds and grabby hands. ]

So have you, apparently.

[restardom.livejournal.com]

[ Rise has no problem with this, letting out a happy squeal and scooping up the Smoochum with her free arm. ]

Awww, look at you! You're too cute for words!

[loveofcamelot.livejournal.com]

[ She immediately plants a big kiss on Rise's cheek. Arthur shakes his head. ]

I think that's how it says 'hello.' Bit forward, isn't it?

[restardom.livejournal.com]

Nothing wrong with getting your point across.

[ clearly Rise doesn't mind. ]

[loveofcamelot.livejournal.com]

If I thought it'd stay with you, I'd say you should keep it. Been following me around for days.

[ The Smoochum ratchets her head around eerily to stare at Arthur. She can hear you, you know. ]

[restardom.livejournal.com]

Why don't you just take her? She might end up being a big help.

[loveofcamelot.livejournal.com]

She's not mine to start with; she belongs to the Breeding Centre. And anyway, it's... pink.

[ Just like his first Pokémon. Can a guy even have two pink Pokémon without it becoming his thing? ]

[restardom.livejournal.com]

She doesn't technically have a trainer.

And don't give me that talk about real guys not having pink things.

[loveofcamelot.livejournal.com]

[ Arthur casts a rueful and half-disapproving glance at Rise. ]

It's just not really my colour.

[restardom.livejournal.com]

And green isn't mine, but you don't see me crying about my Bellossom.

[loveofcamelot.livejournal.com]

[ A small, derisive noise. ]

What good is it going to do me? Look, it's all... cute.

[ Was that a curse word? Sure sounded like it. ]

[restardom.livejournal.com]

... Didn't you ever learn the lesson about cute things?

[loveofcamelot.livejournal.com]

There's a lesson to be learned there?

[restardom.livejournal.com]

You don't ever underestimate them.

[loveofcamelot.livejournal.com]

[ Cue another skeptical look at Smoochum. She looks harmless, but then — so does a Miltank. Arthur sighs a bit and folds his arms, resigned. ]

I could use another Pokémon.

[restardom.livejournal.com]

She'll pack a punch when she's older, trust me.

[loveofcamelot.livejournal.com]

[ Smoochum looks eagerly from Rise to Arthur, quizzical and hopeful. Arthur's more or less committed to the hugs and kisses he's about to be subjected to; it's just a matter of timing. With any luck, Rise won't let her go until she's walking away, and she'll miss the show. ]

When she... evolves? [ Someone's been reading. ]

[restardom.livejournal.com]

[ she shifts to offer the Smoochum to him. ]

Yep! They're pretty powerful.

[loveofcamelot.livejournal.com]

[ The Smoochum leans precariously out of Rise's arms and into Arthur's waiting hands. He takes her with a sigh, and for a moment, holds her awkwardly in front of him, his hands tucked beneath his arms.

Now what's he supposed to do with her? ]

[restardom.livejournal.com]

You may now kiss the bride.

[ solemnly. ]

1/2

[loveofcamelot.livejournal.com]

[ As if. Arthur gives Rise a disparaging look, then tries to find a way to hold the Smoochum that isn't A) stupid or 2) possibly unhealthy for her. He eventually settles her onto his hip, the way you might hold a baby. ]

[loveofcamelot.livejournal.com]

[ ... and the instant she's close enough, the little bugger leans in and smacks a big kiss on his cheek. ]

—!

[restardom.livejournal.com]

[ this? This is a highly undignified snort of laughter. ]

[loveofcamelot.livejournal.com]

[ and this is an exasperated sigh.

Smoochum giggles. ]

That's it, then. I'm doomed. Merlin will never let me hear the end of this.

[restardom.livejournal.com]

If he gives you too much grief over it, just tell him black lace really doesn't work for him.

[loveofcamelot.livejournal.com]

[ Snort— ]

I don't even want to hear the story behind that, but thanks for the ammunition.