Alomomola, Darmanitan, and Vigoroth

"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!"

Startled by the sound, Lola the Alomomola popped out of the water to see what was going on. But the seashore seemed quiet as normal: the small rocky beach was still, the trees were gently waving in the wind, the waves were small, the statue was... wait, statue? Yes, there was a statue there that she hadn't seen before, a blueish stone that was shaped like a Pokemon all crouched down. Definitely that statue wasn't the source of the scream. But, was it a statue?

She watched it until it blinked. "Oh, so you are a Pokemon after all," she said. "Hello! Who are you?"

The statue Pokemon shifted its eyes, not moving from its position or spot. "Hello. I'm a Darmanitan, but I haven't earned a name in battle yet."

"Why would you need to earn a name?" she asked. "I was given mine as a gift when I hatched. I'm Lola Amomo the Alomomola."

"Amomo?" the Darmanitan asked, sounding curious.

"Yes?" Lola asked, then chuckled. "Lola Amomo, daughter of Olma Lo Moa, at your service." She bobbed in the water.

"I see."

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!"

Lola splashed, startled again. "Oh, what was that? I heard it just a little while ago too."

"Did it?" He shifted his eyes to look at the forest. "I wouldn't have heard. I had been focused inward in order to restore myself from battle."

"Is that why you're like that?" Lola asked. "If so, then I can help! I heal other Pokemon with cuddly soothing hugs. Come over here and I can take care of you."

The Darmanitan didn't budge. "No thanks. I can heal myself just fine."

"Are you sure? My hugs will heal you up fast and clean."

"No," he repeated. "If you heal by hugs, then that would require me going into the water, which is distasteful to me. No offense to you, though."

"Oh, well, if that's how you feel," she said, causing her top fin to droop in disappointment. "And I can't come up any closer or I'll get stuck on the beach. I wish I could come out on land, cause then I could give healing hugs anywhere. But anyhow, why do you have to earn your name? You never answered."

"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!"

Lola and the Darmanitan both paused, looking into the trees. "Partly because of whatever that is," he said. "The truth is, we do get names at birth too. But when we evolve, we leave our birth name behind and need to earn a name in battle, so that others know how great and strong we are."

"I never heard of doing things that way before," she said. "Other Pokemon change, but they don't change their name. Of course, I've not seen another Darmanitan before you."

"We normally live further inland, as warriors of the sand. I've just been traveling further than usual in hopes of getting a name unlike the others. It's usually names like Flamerush or Rockfist." He closed his eyes. "But maybe because I'm away from my people, no one gives me a name after battle."

"Maybe I can think of one," Lola said.

"You want a battle?"

She shook herself. "Not really. I just want to help."

He opened his eyes and looked at her again. "That wouldn't really help."

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" Finally, a brown blur accompanied the strange screaming as a Pokemon ran onto the beach and collided with the Darmanitan with enough force to launch him into the water. The long armed Pokemon then promptly fell on his back, scattering many small rocks underneath him. "aaa urk," he added, somewhat breathless.

"I've got you!" Lola said, swimming over to where the Darmanitan had landed. "And now I can give you a hug!" She smiled as she nuzzled close and wrapped her large fins around him.

Before long, the Darmanitan shifted, growing hot quickly. When Lola let go of him, he was a deep red primate with huge knuckles and fiery eyebrows. The water hissed around him, turning to steam. He cracked his knuckles, then looked down in the water and smiled at her. "Thanks, Lola. That was more pleasant that I expected."

"You're welcome!" she said, hopping out of the water briefly. "I love to help! But what's with that guy?"

"The Vigoroth? I don't know. We see them running through the desert sometimes." He walked out of the water and went up to the other primate. "Hey, what's going on? You lot usually don't scream when running."

After being nudged, the Vigoroth did an impressive backflip to get onto his feet. He immediately started hopping around. "They, they told me to sit still, for ten minutes. Ten minutes! I couldn't do it, it was such torture, so I went tearing down the mountain in order to calm down."

"You had to calm down from sitting still?" Lola asked, puzzled.

"IT WAS FOR TEN MINUTES!" the Vigoroth shouted, bouncing more frantically.

"How about we battle, then?" the Darmanitan asked, holding a fist in the air. "That should blow off your energy."

In excitement, the Vigoroth whirled around, lost his balance due to loose rocks, and did another backflip in order to avoid falling down. "Yeah, that's the ticket! Let's go, let's go!"

"Yay, you two do well!" Lola said, waving her fins. "I can heal you when you need it, so don't be too careful."

It was a quick moving battle. The Darmanitan was fast, and could rush around in a blur of flames. Then again, the Vigoroth seemed to be faster, jumping around constantly and chaotically. When they hit, both were powerful, especially with punches. Eventually, the Darmanitan decided to get defensive and reverted to his statue form. He then launched fireballs at the Vigoroth until his opponent collapsed onto the rocks again.

"Good, I can sleep now," the Vigoroth said, falling asleep on the spot.

The Darmanitan shook his head. "Good for you, but I was going to ask about a name."

Lola jumped out of the water. "Hey, you can call yourself Tari Mannad!"

"What does that have to do with that battle?" he asked, skeptical.

"Nothing," she admitted, splashing some water. "But if all your kin are named for how you battle, then you can always tell how they fight, right? Cause Rockfist would punch hard and Swift would be really fast. But, if you're named something like Tari, nobody would be able to tell how you fight so you could win with the element of surprise. And I am giving you the name after a battle, so it still counts, I think."

He gave it some thought. "It is clever."

Lola waved a fin. "Okay, Tari! Want some healing before you head back home? I'll have to wait for the tide to get the other guy."

"Sure, that would be great."

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Alomomola B2/W2 entry: It gently holds injured and weak Pokemon in its fins. Its special membrane heals their wounds.

Darmanitan White entry: When weakened in battle, it transforms into a stone statue. Then it sharpens its mind and fights on mentally.

Vigoroth Emerald entry: It can't keep still because its blood boils with energy. It runs through the fields and mountains all day to calm itself. If it doesn't, it can't sleep at night.

For the tenth day of Christmas... a story about being helpful and funny names. Looks like Lola has the same idea as the Pokecenter nurses who said 'We hope to see you again!' Also, I now have 100 of the Unova Pokemon covered. Yay!