[ti]spawn[/ti]Rumble Tumble (pt. 4)

“Gumball, do you enjoy fighting?” Talking with his starter is an activity he’s delighted to find he really enjoys. With how chaotic his household had been growing up, he’d never really had a pet—or at least one that was properly his, and not just a stray he wouldn’t stop secretly feeding.

Gumball nods, excitement shining in his eyes. Saint isn’t too ecstatic about the answer, but he’s happy his pokemon found something he enjoys. “I’m… not much of a battler,” he admits, thinking of the players he’s met. “But I’ll help you get stronger, okay?” Because that is the primary way to help any pokemon grow in these games. He can’t just keep feeding Gumball treats and expect him to evolve—though he would be lying if he said he wouldn’t prefer it.

“Gumball, if a bug is in your way, don’t crush it.” Saint is currently crouched over the dirt, drawing with a twig. He has drawn a fat little bee there. “Insects are living beings who contribute a lot to the ecosystem. They are important.” He draws a circle over the bee, and then little hearts around it. “Insects are friends. If they attack, it’s because they are scared. It’s best to just leave them alone or drive them away to another place rather than harm them.”

Gumball sniffs the little dirt drawing and grins. He slap slaps the ground eagerly while staring at his trainer, who takes a moment to decipher.

“… Do you want me to draw you next?”

Gumball nods vigorously.