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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[Excuse Noctis while he just stares for a long moment as he attempts to process this. On his shoulder sits Puff Trouble the Skitty who looks amused, maybe. It's hard to tell because he's such a stoic little guy. But there's definitely something there.]

Wait..so..Wailord...if it can breed with Incineroar..

[Oh. My. God.]

Apparently. Somehow.

[Sorry. On any other occasion, Armin might have put together where Noctis' brain is drifting towards. But right now, he's too stuck thinking about how Amber and Polo did the do to even consider what other Pokemon Amber is able to do the do with. Like. Certain small and pink pokemon.]

So anything in the Field group is fair game. Anything. Holy shit.

[On his shoulder, Puff fluffs his fur up before letting out a mew, tail flicking.

Yeah. That's right. He'd hit that.]

Well, uh, congrats? On the eggs. I think.

Yes. Yes, I suppose it would be...

[He trails off, his eyes settling on the Skitty on Noctis' shoulder. The Skitty which Armin knows is also part of the field group. The same group Amber is part of. That field group.

He ends up making a funny sort of noise, the noise of a logical brain dying in the face of the glorious Wailord on Skitty action.

Damn you to Final Fantasy hell for even making him think of this stuff, Noctis Lucis Caelum.]

[Noctis sees where your gaze is Armin and he doesn't even want to address what you're probably thinking about. Just stop it! Stop it right now!

Puff Trouble, however, starts making happy paws on his trainer's shoulder, purring rather loudly and the prince can't help but groan.]

Puff.

[You two asked for it.]

[He cannot stop thinking about it. The idea has already sunk into his brain, anchored itself there as tightly as possible, and is there to stay. And you know what the worst part is about having a brain that doesn't forget easily and is good at thinking? Armin is probably going to be thinking about this for the rest of his life. He'll be an old man, and the thought of Wailords and Skitties doing the do will still be there, occasionally drifting to the surface.]

Uhm. Maybe if you ever visit here, you shouldn't bring your Skitty.

Just in case.

Yeah that...that's probably a good plan.

[Puff Trouble is never going anywhere near Wailmers or Wailords if he can help it.

...Or so he thinks.]

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