✰ three ribbons; i'll become strong, right by your side (ACTION)

[wonribbons]

[Today, Mayfield, you may see a young coordinator -- or rather, a ten year old blunette with her large fire mouse, Quilava, with several bottles of milk next to her. If you know her, you might want to tell her not to drink it. But even if you pass by, she might actually bother you by giving a small shout of: "Hey

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[crayonbullets]

[ Hey, not!daughter, meet your new not!dad. He's kind of staring a the milk, like there's something important he should be remembering... ]

Oh, uhmmm...I don't think you should drink any of those, because they might poison your bones.

Or make them strong. I can't remember which.

[wonribbons]

Huh? [ She blinks twice at the older man, who she has never met before, but she then smiles gleefully, petting the Quilava sitting next to her. ] No need to worry, milk is really good for you!

[crayonbullets]

Oh, yes, that is what I thought too. [ A frown. ] Until everyone told me not to drink it.

[wonribbons]

Huh? Really? [Her eyes widen at that statement, at first before lowering, looking a bit upset and a bit heartbroken. As she speaks, her voice is no longer excited or jumpy, and is instead low and solemn.] I see...

Then... I must have messed up.

[mathisradical]

[ Here's Niou, who recently got into a fight with a bunch of razor blades and lost. He's not really speaking to anyone due to the fact that it hurts to talk, and the inside of his mouth is a cut up mess.

But he does pause when he sees Dawn. Or maybe it's the milk that stops him. He frowns at it and picks it up, examining it very close. Then he points to it, and shakes his head.

This is him trying to warn you that the milk is bad without talking. ]

[wonribbons]

[Dawn blinks twice, much to her confusion as she tilts her head to the side slightly, looking baffled.] I don't get it...

[mathisradical]

[ He looks exasperated for a moment.

He tries again.

He holds up the milk, makes a drinking motion, then shakes his head. ]

[wonribbons]

Is something wrong with the milk? [ Because she's perfectly fine! ]

[pokeay]

[ well, that sudden attack was... unexpected to say the least. He manages to dodge it by a hair, immediately calling out his Munchlax in return. ]

Ah, Lax! Use... wait, that's not a wild Pokémon, is it...?

[ so he looks around to see who its Trainer is - ]

Oh - Dawn?

[wonribbons]

Huh? [ She realizes what happened and laughs sheepishly before looking down, feeling really awkward... ] Sorry about that, Quilava's still not used to drinking the milk here.

[pokeay]

It's fine, mistakes like that happen to everybody. [ ... wait. ] ... You let your Pokémon drink the milk?

[wonribbons]

Yeah, and he seems better than ever! [ Lucky for Quilava, he always gets the regular milk. Always. ]