victory_road | Video; It ain't quite Skitty on Wailord action, but still...

[The video turns on to Armin look a bit peeved. Not exactly angry, but there is some frustration on his face there. Like someone just gathered up every sensible law of logic and took them away from him.

He seems to be on the beach (when is he not), the sound of waves and someone howling with laughter accompanying him.]

I’m sorry to bother anyone, but I have a question I was hoping someone could answer. [a small frown.] Perhaps a breeder would know…

[He turns the camera around to focus on a cute clutch of eggs in the sand. Nothing out of the ordinary there. Just some nice poke-eggs.]

I came home from work to discover these. I suppose it was somewhat inevitable with how many Pokemon we have running around, but—

[The camera moves again to focus on an Incineroar who looks very proud of himself. In fact, when Polo realises the camera is on him, he purrs with obvious delight, thrusting out his chest. Yes. Yes, look at him. He is the one who did it. He made these happen. He is the father and very proud of it.

The camera moves to the side to focus on another very proud Pokemon. Well, part of a very proud Pokemon. Armin is too close to his Wailord to really get a proper shot of her, so mostly what is on view is the front of her massive head. She’s pushed herself partway onto the sand, slapping her giant tail on the water, letting out a half sung Wail.]

Could anyone please explain how these two managed to have a clutch of eggs? I understand about egg groups, but I cannot see how Polo managed to, well—

[Bump uglies. Do the deed. Form the beast with two backs. Sex. Armin is talking poke-sex.]

I mean, even disregarding the size difference, Polo hates water. He won’t go into it. And Amber cannot really go on land. It just—

[Armin makes a wordless noise of frustration which seems to bring forth another wave of laughter from the second person there. The camera moves once more, but this time it is less focused as if Armin is fumbling with it to turn it off. For a moment, it settles on Jean who is using one hand to wipe the tears of laughter out of his eyes, and the other to high five his Incineroar, prompting a

You aren’t helping, you know

Before Armin manages to shut off the recording entirely.]

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[Newt's patient, letting Armin ramble and get it all out and it slowly dawns on the wizard what's most likely going through the young man's mind. Despite how awkward Newt can be about sexual relations between humans, when it comes to animals well...this is the man that perfected the Erumpent mating dance so he has no shame when it comes to sexual relations between animals okay.

He's studied it all.]

You mean how they sexually reproduce?

That-- yes.

[If Newt had been any other person, Armin'd probably be far more comfortable saying the actual words. But he is not and well, Armin really doesn't want Newt to think of him as some weird pervert. Even if he is a bit of one for wanting to kiss Newt's face.]

[It's alright, Armin! He just thinks of you as a fellow scientist!]

I imagine it would probably require your Wailord turning on her side for ease of access or even onto her back to allow the Incineroar to where he needs to. There really wouldn't be any other way for them to proceed without causing injury to the male. Though even if the Incineroar were female they would probably still need to do it that way to keep the female from being completely squashed during the mating process..

[Now you've got him going, Armin. Way to go.]

I imagine if they were both water-based creatures though they could mate in the water without issue even if there were size differences because of the buoyancy though. Sadly I doubt the Incineroar would have been keen on that so I would venture on her side or back would have been the Wailord's preferred position while the male mounted her.

[Around half of Armin's brain is very glad and very grateful that at least someone is taking this as seriously as he is and is thinking about the actual logistics about how this sort of thing might have happened, actually applying logic to the situation.

The other half of his brain is singing its dying swan song because oh god, Newt just used the words mounted her in his presence. Yes, it was in a completely neutral sounding way, the way Newt might also talk about any other sort of animal behaviour, and about Pokemon to boot, but details like that are unimportant to his hormones.]

I.. I guess. [He's trying to focus so hard on the part of his brain that can talk to Mr Newt like they had always talked, the part of his brain that wants to learn from and be like Newt. Not that new, recently discovered part of his brain that wants to be with Newt like women are with men. And Newt is with Miss Pamela right now.] I mean. [Focus, Arlert. You can do this.] That does make the most sense. But wouldn't... wouldn't he be too small to-- I mean, like that he would have access, but. uhm.

[Newt is, of course, completely oblivious to what he's doing to this poor young man.]

Size really doesn't matter as long as he's able to ejaculate inside her and properly fertilize her.

[This is all said casually and rather professional, Newt crossing his arms now as he mulls it all over.]

This is assuming that Pokemon even reproduce in the way most animals from our various worlds reproduce. It could be a means of fertilizing after the eggs have been laid or something similar. There are quite a few different possibilities that could occur depending on how Pokemon evolved over time.

[Oh god, Newt just said ejaculate. Armin is going to die. Or-- No. He'll absolutely refuse to let this get to him like that. He'd rather die than... than that.]

Like fish, you mean?

[Yes, let's concentrate on fish spawning. Very unsexy. Shouldn't make more sweat run down the back of his neck.]

But, wouldn't the shells get in the way? I thought fish could do that because their eggs don't have a hard shell.

Well it could be something where the Pokemon eggs don't harden until a few days after they have actually developed. It really is hard to say with Pokemon considering how strange their biology is on a grand scale.

[That is a new enough concept for Armin to momentarily forget all about hormones and his embarrassment.]

Is that sort of thing possible? Back home, we only have bird eggs, which are hard from the moment they are laid and things like frogspawn which never develops a hard shell. Is it really possible for an animal to lay an egg that only gets a shell after some time?

Considering what I've seen thus far in the Pokemon world, I would imagine that just about anything could be possible.

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