

“Who else would you have been expecting?” A moment later he was already clinging onto the other with a tight hug
“ I don’t know~ Maybe I was expecting Kuja~? ” He teased his fellow tail thief pal. The clinging was given with his own particularly arm gripping hug, scooping him off the ground. “ I’m happy to see you too, Zidane! “

“You shouldn’t be kidding!”, he replied joyfully but let go of the other just to look up at the other with an expectend glance in his eyes, “Ready for some adventure?”
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That’s a good question… Hm… I wonder what we could be doing.
“Well you got a name for it there!” Though it probably wouldn’t be that sutiing for a girl…
“Well… then if it is female, I can just change it to Pluotia. Simple.”

“Oh… sounds easy.”
“It’s not like Bobby Corwen would be much a bother.” His gaze wandered to his older brother. “What do you feeling like naming it?”
“I think Pluotus will be a fine name. It’s not Terra, and it still has that feeling of space.” He wrapped the egg tighter in the blanket as he kept it warm against his chest. “I am sure it will agree.”

“Well you got a name for it there!” Though it probably wouldn’t be that sutiing for a girl…
“Oh?” Ellis pointed to the egg and raised his eyebrows, “L-Look! I think it’s about to hatch!!”
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“Congratulations! You got a shiny Trapinch!”
Ellis hiked up his glasses, inspecting the baby Pokemon a bit closer.
“From the looks of it, this Pokemon will excel in the Speed stat. It seems to be Modest in nature, and it’s sex is male with the Ability Arena Trap. I’m so happy for you, I hope you love it as much as it will love you!”

Once again he eyed the creature over.
“You look like an antlion!”, he stated but pettet the still little Pokemon on its head. “So.. What are you going to eat? Ants?” He crossed his arms, looking deep into the eyes of the green being. “…But somehow you look nicer than the antlions I know.”
“Do you think so? I mean… Chocobo eggs are still white though the bird is yellow!”
“Dragon’s are different from Chocobo’s Zidane. They are… elegant, beautiful creatures. Not annoying squawking birds.” He sighed. “I am sure I am right.”

“It’s not like Bobby Corwen would be much a bother.” His gaze wandered to his older brother. “What do you feeling like naming it?”