[ti]spawn[/ti]so i sleep when our dreams looking like reality

“So,” Tam went on, when neither of them answered her words. “You need a name,” she announced as they moved, seemingly apropos of nothing.

The Jigglypuff peered at her as though trying to figure out the conversational leap. Cinder suppressed the urge to tell her not to bother - attempting to ascribe logic to much of what the teen did or said was a futile endeavour.

The Jigglypuff stared at Tamara as though she was more than a little stupid. <…Yes,> she responded eventually, in a flat tone of voice. <Sing is like, our whole deal.>

“Huh,” Tam replied, with a slightly helpless shrug. “Sorry! But okay, so maybe we go with something music-themed?”

The suggestion had the fairy-type nodding consideringly. Somehow. Despite the fact that she had no distinct head. Don’t think about it too hard. <Go on…> Tamara had her attention.

“Oh! Sorry!” The teen jumped, turning to face the two pokemon once more. “Okay, so something music-themed… You’ll match with Decibelle!” She giggled, quickly wandering off topic again. Focus!

“Hmm… How about Melody?” She suggested.

<No,> the Jigglypuff swiftly rejected the offering. <Too obvious.>

Yeesh, okay.

The narrow-eyed glare she got for that one was truly a sight to behold, and Tam giggled before rushing on with another suggestion. She didn’t need the scathing rant that she was sure the Jigglypuff was mentally composing at that moment.

“Kidding, kidding!” She laughed, a little surprised that she hadn’t received blank confusion in response to the reference. “What about Aria?” She suggested, more seriously. “Ooh, or Octavia!”

<Octavia will do,> The Jigglypuff nodded in acceptance, and Tam smiled, biting back laughter. So Octavia has a snobby nature – noted! Of course, she made sure not to say that out loud – that would certainly be one way to piss the pink orb off, she was sure!

<What exactly are you hoping to find today, anyway?> Cinder asked, now that the surprisingly long process of naming the newest member of the team was done. <Aside from ‘fairy-types’ in general,> she made sure to add, pre-empting the usual response.

Tam grinned. “Because,” she replied. “The Alolan form is an ice type-“

She was about to go on, when Cinder interrupted with an objection. <But you have Maestro for that!>

The Dancer levelled a patient look at the Combusken, who huffed and lapsed into silence.

“Yes,” she allowed. “But the evolved form is ice and fairy-type.”

She giggled, looping her arm through the Combusken’s and planting a kiss on the fire-type’s cheek. “You know I love you even though you’re not a fairy-type, right, Ciiiiindy?” She couldn’t resist drawing out the nickname teasingly. “You’re my starter! And my dance partner!”

Huh, who would’ve guess that a giant fire-chicken could growl!