Nekodatta
Pokémon Trainer
- Pronouns
- She/Her
- Partners
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This little oneshot was my contribution to the Pokepod Project held on Ao3, where the objective was to write little fics (1000 words maximum) for each of the 151 Pokémon of the first gen.
Of course, I choose to contribute with a little fic about the very Best Bird. It was fun!
The wide, sun-scorched plains of Kanto were only apparently barren and devoid of life. To spot both food and possible dangers, you needed very keen eyes.
Of those, fortunately, Sharp- Beaks had plenty; six, in fact.
The Dodrio had been running without pause since the crack of dawn, its strong legs and cream colored plumage making it a blur that was impossible to follow through the tall grass to anything that wasn't another Dodrio.
They slowed down as they finally reached a small river; Left-Beak bent down to drink, while Middle-Beak and Right-Beak kept vigilant.
Suddenly, Right-Beak let out a warbling cry, and both remaining heads turned to look in the same direction.
What they saw made all of their six eyes widen and they cawed in delight.
« Another one of us!»
And with that light brown plumage covering their necks, a female too!
The three heads of the female were timidly looking around, twisting continuously like they were trying to look in all directions at once.
Sharp -Beaks greeted them with all three heads simultaneously, eager to see their reaction.
The other Dodrio flinched, all heads turning to stare at them, before answering after a moment with a caw, the leftmost head coming a moment later.
Left-Beak clacked their beaks at that, narrowing their eyes at their respective head of the other Dodrio.
« What is up with them...?»
Sharp-Beaks clawed at the ground, their three hearts beating in excitement. That caw was a signal, she was interested in them!
They moved some steps forward and started doing a series of little jumps all around her, trying to get them to join in their dance.
The other Dodrio simply looked at them, tilting their heads sideways after a short moment.
Their hops and jumps around the female became more erratic and lively, Left -Beak and Right-Beak moving their heads in unison while Middle-Beak cawed.
After drawing a complete circle around her, all three heads opened their beaks, charging their Tri Attack. Left-Beak let out a flurry of snowflakes, Right-Beak breathed embers and Middle-Beak fired lightning. A perfect simultaneous display of their prowess!
They turned towards the female expectantly, before frowning in confusion. They didn't look impressed, and hadn't moved.
« Don't... they know the dance?» Left-Beak asked, worried. Right-Beak snapped at them, « Of course they do!»
Middle-Beak tilted their head, thinking.
« What's your name?»
Their collective name of course. The individual head's names were highly private. The Dodrio stepped away, their three heads looking away from them.
Were they just shy?
They tried again, doing the steps slower this time. Maybe they weren't confident in the dance... Or they just weren't interested?
But they had answered with that caw...
« Is everything all right?» Middle-Beak asked their counterpart, before they all flinched in surprise.
Something was wrong with this Dodrio... The three heads were shaking, and they hurriedly turned their face away, almost like they were trying to hide it...
Sharp-Beaks screeched when the other Dodrio's body suddenly started glowing.
« A Pokeball?!» was their immediate response, but even as they looked around, there were no Trainers or Trained Pokémon in sight.
Suddenly, they realized that the other Dodrio was laughing, the three heads shaking up and down before their whole body dissolved into a pink, gooey mass that - to their consternation - became a Pidgey and flew away.
« ...flying, really? Right under our noses? They just had to rub that in...» Left-Beak lamented as they all followed the Ditto with their eyes.
Right-Beak was positively furious, blasting flames all around until Left-Beak pecked at them to stop, using their own Tri Attack to avoid the dry grass catching fire by freezing it solid.
« But... There must be another Dodrio nearby for that Ditto to have copied! Let's go!» Middle-Beak cheered them up, and a moment later, they were back to sprinting their way across the dry fields.
Of course, I choose to contribute with a little fic about the very Best Bird. It was fun!
The wide, sun-scorched plains of Kanto were only apparently barren and devoid of life. To spot both food and possible dangers, you needed very keen eyes.
Of those, fortunately, Sharp- Beaks had plenty; six, in fact.
The Dodrio had been running without pause since the crack of dawn, its strong legs and cream colored plumage making it a blur that was impossible to follow through the tall grass to anything that wasn't another Dodrio.
They slowed down as they finally reached a small river; Left-Beak bent down to drink, while Middle-Beak and Right-Beak kept vigilant.
Suddenly, Right-Beak let out a warbling cry, and both remaining heads turned to look in the same direction.
What they saw made all of their six eyes widen and they cawed in delight.
« Another one of us!»
And with that light brown plumage covering their necks, a female too!
The three heads of the female were timidly looking around, twisting continuously like they were trying to look in all directions at once.
Sharp -Beaks greeted them with all three heads simultaneously, eager to see their reaction.
The other Dodrio flinched, all heads turning to stare at them, before answering after a moment with a caw, the leftmost head coming a moment later.
Left-Beak clacked their beaks at that, narrowing their eyes at their respective head of the other Dodrio.
« What is up with them...?»
Sharp-Beaks clawed at the ground, their three hearts beating in excitement. That caw was a signal, she was interested in them!
They moved some steps forward and started doing a series of little jumps all around her, trying to get them to join in their dance.
The other Dodrio simply looked at them, tilting their heads sideways after a short moment.
Their hops and jumps around the female became more erratic and lively, Left -Beak and Right-Beak moving their heads in unison while Middle-Beak cawed.
After drawing a complete circle around her, all three heads opened their beaks, charging their Tri Attack. Left-Beak let out a flurry of snowflakes, Right-Beak breathed embers and Middle-Beak fired lightning. A perfect simultaneous display of their prowess!
They turned towards the female expectantly, before frowning in confusion. They didn't look impressed, and hadn't moved.
« Don't... they know the dance?» Left-Beak asked, worried. Right-Beak snapped at them, « Of course they do!»
Middle-Beak tilted their head, thinking.
« What's your name?»
Their collective name of course. The individual head's names were highly private. The Dodrio stepped away, their three heads looking away from them.
Were they just shy?
They tried again, doing the steps slower this time. Maybe they weren't confident in the dance... Or they just weren't interested?
But they had answered with that caw...
« Is everything all right?» Middle-Beak asked their counterpart, before they all flinched in surprise.
Something was wrong with this Dodrio... The three heads were shaking, and they hurriedly turned their face away, almost like they were trying to hide it...
Sharp-Beaks screeched when the other Dodrio's body suddenly started glowing.
« A Pokeball?!» was their immediate response, but even as they looked around, there were no Trainers or Trained Pokémon in sight.
Suddenly, they realized that the other Dodrio was laughing, the three heads shaking up and down before their whole body dissolved into a pink, gooey mass that - to their consternation - became a Pidgey and flew away.
« ...flying, really? Right under our noses? They just had to rub that in...» Left-Beak lamented as they all followed the Ditto with their eyes.
Right-Beak was positively furious, blasting flames all around until Left-Beak pecked at them to stop, using their own Tri Attack to avoid the dry grass catching fire by freezing it solid.
« But... There must be another Dodrio nearby for that Ditto to have copied! Let's go!» Middle-Beak cheered them up, and a moment later, they were back to sprinting their way across the dry fields.