It's so hot.

Everything is hazy.

Perhaps she needs some water, perhaps she needs to rest. The day has been long, stretching her out the longer it got. Pulling her apart at her well sewn seams. Instead of doing what her body commands, she continues to battle, entering her second of the day.

Cleffa pirouettes from one side of the arena to the other. Alcremie runs after her, worried for the young pokemon. Whipped cream at the ready should the little fae tumble.

It looks unkempt, unprofessional.

But Nanette doesn't seem to notice. Instead she laughs, and it rings softly. (Perhaps this is the sound a bell-flower might make if wriggled enough.)

"Alcremie," Nanette jingles, "decorate, if you could."

And so the pokemon gets to work, cream splattering across the dancing Cleffa. It moves impossibly, decorating the pokemon in a quick change ensemble. It hardens instantly, turning her into a frosted transformer. It's ludicrous. Sharpened swirls and elegant twists harden round edges. Spiked limbs and razor tipped ears. She looks battle ready, if a Cleffa ever could. She doesn't move as easily now, but she's learning to adapt.

The small pokemon licks at her new battlesuit. It tastes good, so she licks it again.

"Use disarming voice."

It seems natural, as she struggles to lick at more cream, she pouts. A gentle wail sounding across the battle arena, disrupting all within it.







♀ sweet veil / decorate, acid armor, dazzling gleam, attract, recover, aromatic mist[break][break]


♀ magic guard / pound, sweet kiss, charm, encore, copy cat, disarming voice

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She’s still unsure what to do as she’s not quite used to this yet. Nanette doesn’t quite fit the pace of battle. She is languid. Her gaze is lava, wide, all consuming, but viscous. Steady, but slow. 

Still, she can’t panic. She doesn’t know how.

”Alcremie use Aromatic Mist, if you could.”

And she does. From between the folds of cream a scent permeates. So pungent, so saccharine, it almost has a hue, staining the area around their little baby Pokémon. It weakens the spray of acid, combatting it’s potency. It only just stings young Cleffa, burning little holes in her sweet armor.

However, Alcremie takes the full brunt of Mud Shot. What was once glossy and smooth and so, so perfect, dirties with sludge. 

Nanette is stunned, seeing her pokemon in such an ugly state.

”Recover...”

Dirtied cream slips from Alcremie. It pools around her in a sloppy mess, sugar and milk and dirt swirl at her feet. Fresh new cream forms in its place, quickly molding to Alcremie’s form. 

Nanette would’ve commanded Cleffa too, but the damage is already done. Acid, as weak as it was, stings at her skin, and once again she lets out a disarming voice. The sharp cry of a young babe sounds over the arena once again.




♀ sweet veil / decorate, acid armor, dazzling gleam, attract, recover, aromatic mist[break][break]


♀ magic guard / pound, sweet kiss, charm, encore, copy cat, disarming voice

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