Pokécharms

Nala: (Alolan Ninetales, Plot Character): I'm not too fond of the heat myself.

*Tyler wraps something around his bottom as fast as he can while sighing after handing over another note* I’m not really either now since I’m not like my trainer anymore. I’m just a little baby seal that everyone likes to pick on until I have to ice beam them.

Nala: That stinks. The being picked on, I mean. Pokemon like us just aren't made for weather like this.

Tyle (Tyler’s negative counterpart / evil twin): *casually walks over while clearly being able to talk much better than Tyler can and also picking on him at the same time* Try a Pokémon that’s made for nothing! Everybody thinks that this little baby here is a goody good boy! He needs to be changed and fed his bottle every hour!

Nala: Everyone was young once.

Tyle: Yeah, but he’s young twice! Just look at him drinking his bottle!

Tyler: *growls at Tyle and uses Pound Rush at him*

Nala: I see what you mean about others picking on you.

Tyle: Oh look at him! He’s tickling me now! I’m glad that he doesn’t know that one move that makes attacks heal me instead.

Tyler: *screams at Tyle rather loudly and uses Blizzard at him*

Nala:*Shakes her head, then grabs Tyle by the scruff of his neck*

Tyle: Ow, hey! You’re hurting me!

Tyler: *suddenly feels some odd neck pain as he cries a little*

Nala:*Gently sets him down* Not even Voltage would go so low as to pick on a kid like that. And he's one of biggest jerks I know.

Tyle: *rolls his eyes while pretending to be asleep when the nurse comes, as Tyler is also appearing to do the same thing oddly enough*

Nala:*Sighs and shakes her head*

*Both Tyle and Tyler suddenly wake up when the nurse looks away, as they try to pretend to get along as best as they can*

Nala:

*Tyler and Tyle both secretly go into their room and try to prove who’s better in a good old game of Tetris, as Polino blankly watches while setting up his four wide well for a 32 chain and several T-Spin Triples*