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[dreamsofahero]

Who: Sion and Ryner
Where: Collegiate Gym
When: June 30th
Summary: Someone decided that Sion needed a kitten...
Rating: G?
Log:


One thing that had been admittedly convenient about the mysterious scavenger hunt had been the excuse to go to a few places Sion rarely visited. Which of course meant picking up any interesting books he spotted along the way.

Of course, that also meant said books had to be sorted, cataloged, and shelved in the gym's library. And unsurprisingly, Ryner had apparently made little progress while Sion had been out and about.

Which was, in turn, why the two of them (at Sion's insistence) were now in the middle of finally shelving the books in question, after finally having sorted through the pile that had accumulated. Sion himself was nearing the end of his current stack when a small noise made him pause. Setting the books down in a stack on an empty shelf, he opened the small bag at his side that contained the egg Rose had apparently seen fit to buy him. (Without consulting either him or Ryner, of course.) Sure enough, there was the beginnings of a small crack just visible, and even as Sion looked the egg twitched slightly and the crack grew larger.

The book-shelving promptly forgotten, Sion took out the egg to set it out in an open space on the floor to watch. Clearly this was far more important at the moment, after all.

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[tearsofademon]

To be fair, Ryner had done his best to make sure that the books were at least sorted by topic, which corresponded vaguely to where they'd eventually belong. And he had tried to start. It's just that being a gym leader comes with a thousand responsibilities where he's still getting used to handling a mere handful, and it's surely not his fault that Sion has a knack for finding interesting books that are sometimes a rather potent distraction.

That said, Ryner had been working through his own stack with minimal grumbling - he was trying, really - but paused when he noticed Sion being distracted by the egg. (The egg that Rose had bought for Sion with Ryner's money without asking, not that he really minded that much if he was honest.)

...It had been a while, since the last time an egg had hatched around here. So after finishing putting the book currently in his own hands in its proper place, he wandered over to Sion's side. It would be interesting to see what came out, at least. Rose hadn't actually seen fit to tell him what kind of egg she'd gotten for Sion...

"It's hatching?" he said, more of an observation than a question.

[dreamsofahero]

Sion nodded to Ryner's question, though he didn't even glance over at his friend's approach. The now furiously shaking egg was clearly far more important.

"Yeah," he said automatically, even as a large crack split a good way down the egg's length.

[tearsofademon]

He didn't respond further for now, just standing back and watching. It was always something, watching a newborn pokemon hatch. ...And hey, someone had to be on their feet in case it needed something immediately.

(If it was a fish or something and Rose hadn't told him, he swore...)

[dreamsofahero]

Luckily for everyone present, as the crack widened and that peculiar glow surrounded the egg, it resolved itself to reveal not a fish, nor even a particularly large pokemon. In fact, it turned out to be a cat--a meowth, specifically, that's now looking about at its surroundings rather curiously.

"Hello, there," Sion said, giving the newly-hatched pokemon a friendly smile while holding out his hand to it.

[tearsofademon]

A Meowth, huh. Why Rose had decided that Sion needed a Meowth, specifically, Ryner couldn't say, but at least she'd been reasonable enough to go with a small fluffy animal.

"Hi," he said with a small wave, though he stayed back. This was Sion's cat, after all. No reason to confuse that part.

[dreamsofahero]

The meowth in question yawned, blinked, looked around once more... And then padded over to Sion (rubbing its head briefly against his outstretched hand as it passed, of course), climbed onto his lap, and promptly curled up.

"Well, I suppose I'll take that as a 'hello'..." Sion said with a bit of a wry look. He didn't look terribly disappointed by this turn of events, though.

[tearsofademon]

Well. That was cute.

"Likes you already," Ryner observed with a smile that bordered on teasing. He was glad, though. Friendly was better than not. "Guess we'll want to get some balls of yarn, or something."

[dreamsofahero]

"Are you volunteering?" Sion asked, a hint of teasing in his voice. He didn't take his eyes off the meowth, though, instead gently stroking its fur as it continued to make itself comfortable.

[tearsofademon]

"I'm not," was the immediate response. His eternal immediate response, because the instant he admits that he's not not volunteering, that's one more thing Sion can use as blackmail.

"...But, ahh, I'm pretty sure it's my turn to take care of the shopping next anyway, so it's just one more thing."

[dreamsofahero]

Why, using something so innocuous as blackmail? Against his best friend Clearly Sion would never do something like that, he'd be shocked at the mere suggestion...!

At the moment though, his attention is pretty firmly focused on the newly-hatched pokemon in his lap, rather than the potential for putting on a melodramatic act.

"Well, I suppose that wouldn't be too much even for you to manage..."

Okay, apparently he's not so distracted he can't continue to tease a little.

[tearsofademon]

"Exactly. I may have a medical condition that means I can't do much, but a ball of yarn is doable."

...He was going to regret responding to Sion's teasing. He already knew. And yet he did so anyway.

[dreamsofahero]

"Ah, yes, I suppose a madame-killer such as yourself could hardly be trusted with tasks from which you could be too easily distracted..."

Yep, Ryner was definitely going to regret it, Sion would make sure of that. Or at least as much as he could without disturbing the meowth.

[tearsofademon]

Yup, just as he expected.

"Are you really going to start with that right now?" It was less actively irritating coming from Sion in private and more just a routine he was resigned to, but it was still tiresome.

[dreamsofahero]

"Are you really going to pretend you're that incompetent?"

Of course Sion had a comeback to fire back immediately. Then again, was that a hint of something more than just teasing in that? It might be hard to be sure, since despite the banter Sion's primary attention remained firmly fixed on the meowth.

[tearsofademon]

That... got him to raise an eyebrow slightly. "Huh? Why does that matter all of a sudden?" All he'd said was his usual kind of self-deprecation, right? Why was Sion pointing it out now?

[dreamsofahero]

Sion just shrugged at the question.

"Don't you still have books to put away?"

Nevermind that he clearly had no intention of moving from his spot right now.

[tearsofademon]

He's the one who brought it up, but he wasn't going to elaborate, it seemed. That was just like Sion, wasn't it.

"Ahh, fine, I'll get back to that," he said in his usual tired tone, already turning back toward the table where the books were.

...He didn't dare say it aloud, but after a thought, he shrugged a little and then got to work. He might as well take care of what was left of Sion's stack too, just this once. Let him relax with his new friend for now.

[dreamsofahero]

Maybe another day Sion will explain in more detail. Maybe.

For now, though, he had a newly hatched meowth falling asleep in his lap, which clearly demanded his attention for the moment.

"I suppose you'll need a name..." he muttered to himself.

[tearsofademon]

If Sion was looking for Ryner to contribute ideas for a name... well, to be blunt, why would he be looking for ideas from Ryner? Ryner who outsourced names for his own team to Rose and company years ago because he has always been terrible at naming things.

So Ryner didn't respond, instead picking up a book, giving it a once-over, and putting it on its proper shelf.

[dreamsofahero]

Sion was more talking to himself, really, he still hadn't gotten out of that particular habit of his. Thankfully, his team was used to it and could generally tell the difference. Most the time.

The meowth, however, merely yawned indifferently. Not that Sion seemed remotely put off by that, to judge from the expression on his face.

[tearsofademon]

It could just be sometimes harder to tell when it came on the tail end of a conversation, is all it was.

He picked up the next book and, on glancing at the cover and not recognizing it, casually flipped it open to a random page to see what it was about. Hopefully, he'd have the sense to leave it at a single page, but... well, there was a reason things were this far behind in the first place.