I for Ice-cube
"Why is it so hot?"
"What are you talking about?"
Two teen were lying down by a lake near Fortree City. The girl was in her pink and yellow striped bikini, cobalt-blue hair in a loose bun to keeping it away from her neck and face. The guy was dress the way he usually was with one minor alteration... He ditched his shoes. It was 43ºC and the sun was blaring down on them, shade quite a while away.
The bluenette girl turned to her purple-haired travelling companion. "How are you still wearing that?! It's forty degrees!" she exclaimed. Dawn then felt his forehead. "You don't even feel that hot! You feel like an ice-cube!"
The boy sighed and removed her hand. "Be quiet Troublesome, the less you talk the cooler you'll be. You could also get some ice to eat," he said. Normally Paul didn't give out advice, but with the weather he made an exception.
"That's a good idea. Thanks Paul," she said making sure to keep her voice levels lower. She hugged him, only too be pushed off.
"Not having physical contact also helps."
She poked her tongue out at him in a childish manner. Dawn grabbed her bag and pulled out a small tin bucket and two Pokéballs. "Piplup, Buneary, spotlight." The two small Pokémon emerged, waiting to be give an order. "Ice-cubes please," she asked the two, handing over the bucket.
Piplup filled he bucket with 'Whirlpool' and Buneary froze it with 'Ice Beam'. They dumped the block on a towel and Buneary broke it down into bit-sized pieces with 'Dizzy Punch'.
"Thank you guys, return." Dawn recalled her Pokémon and popped a piece of ice in mouth, sucking it. "Phanks Ice-coobe!" she chirped, her words slightly altered due to the ice.
Paul sighed. "Don't tell me that's a new nickname." Dawn nodded happily. "Should have kept my mouth shut."
"I can help!" Dawn reached over and picked up a piece of ice from the towel, and shoved it in Paul's mouth.
He smirked, but didn't spit it out. He could probably live being an ice-cube.