Elgyem, Axew, and Fraxure
"YOU?! What idiot would capture you?"
Immediately, a silence fell. The Pokemon Amie Cafe was normally a happy peaceful place, filled with friendly Pokemon who liked to gossip about their Trainers and each other. The regulars would let those they hadn't seen around know that they were welcome. After all, this latest advancement of human technology meant that they didn't have to stay alone in their Pokeballs if their Trainers weren't using them. Nearly every Pokemon was grateful for that.
There were still those that caused trouble. Right now, it was a pair of Fraxure that happened to enter around the same time. "Someone smarter than your idiot, obviously," one of them retorted, shaking his head to show off his long sharp tusks.
Over at one of the tables, a smaller Axew put her head in her paws. "Great, part of the reason I let myself get captured was to get away from them," she muttered while they started off a new squabble.
"They should be able to tell that this is a no combat zone," the other Pokemon at her table said. He was an Elgyem, hovering a few inches off a cloud cushion. The Axew much preferred the stump seats like she had now. As she was short, it helped her reach the table.
"I bet you're deadweight, can't bash anything worthwhile!"
"You were the one who lost our last road dispute, you're the one who's gonna be let go for being a drag before long!"
"Doesn't stop arguments," she said.
"True, and there are ways around limitations," the Elgyem said, shifting his arms. "I just don't want anyone to disturb my snack break."
Some kind of power came from him, but the Axew wasn't sure what it was. Over at the entrance, the two Fraxure grimaced at the same time. "Now you're giving me a headache, dummy."
"I am not, you are to me," the other argued, not as loud as before.
"Ah, forget it, I don't want to be at a place with a loser like you." he took off, disappearing after a few steps to get back to his Pokeball space.
"Hah, I win," the other said. She shook her head, then came into the cafe. Unfortunately, she saw the Axew and came over to the free droplet cushion there. "Say, hope you don't mind the company, little sister." Then she fell into the cushion, dropping her face onto the table with mumbled complaints of headaches and idiots being a pain too.
"As long as you keep peaceful," the Axew said uncertainly. After a moment, she looked over at the Elgyem. "Did you make her faint?"
"No, she's just being dramatic," he said, levitating a frosted green puff to eat it. "It should already be fading since I didn't use much force behind it."
That was with not much force? The Fraxure remained faceplanted for a couple of minutes before she gripped the edge of the table and looked up at them. "Sorry, that sort of thing usually doesn't happen to me," she said. "What is this place anyhow? Some of my teammates were raving about it and I came mostly cause they wouldn't shut up."
"Wouldn't you have heard what it is from them?" the Elgyem asked.
"I heard it but I don't listen to most people I don't respect," she said.
Same as before, the Axew thought. She'd grown up with that pair of Fraxure constantly arguing and fighting within hearing of her mother's home. Of course, all the Fraxures, even her mother, were always arguing about one thing or another. For that reason, she'd left to get caught by a human as soon as she could. "It's a cafe where you make friends and have good snacks, not a place you fight in," the Axew said.
The Fraxure snorted. "Sounds like a bore."
"It's an oasis of serenity, especially for those of us who aren't called upon unless our human wants a battle," the Elgyem said.
"Who wants that kind of serenity?" the Fraxure asked. "I find serenity in kicking butt."
"That's not serenity," he said.
"Here, try the Pokepuffs, they're the reason I come here," the Axew said, pushing a plate with some mocha puffs towards her.
"Is that really food?" the Fraxure asked, looking at them skeptically. "And you've really got to take better care of your tusks, don't just use them for mundane stuff like that." She picked a plain puff up and turned it around.
She raised one of her stubby arms. "My limbs aren't that useful, if you don't remember."
"I don't like thinking of times I was weak," she retorted, then took a bite. After chewing thoughtfully, she said, "It's okay, I guess. Don't see what all the fuss about, I mean they're nice, but too cute to be good."
"They all taste different, and those are just the most basic ones," she said. "That one wasn't even frosted."
"The looks were the whim of the designer," the Elgyem said. "And the puffs are food. Just not food you'll find outside this cafe or the Pokeball space."
"But I've seen puffs in a bakery that looked a lot like these," the Axew said, looking at him.
"Did they taste the same?" he asked.
"I didn't get to try those ones," she admitted.
He shook his large head. "They're not the same. You see, these puffs," he held up a frosted mocha puff, "are a technological facsimile. When you get captured, you get changed so that you can be reduced to electronic data."
"Really?" the Axew asked, leaning forward in interest.
"That's a myth the Electrics tell to make themselves look best," the Fraxure said, turning aside dismissively and getting a green puff to try.
"It's the reality of our lives now," the Elgyem said. "Or rather, a virtual reality. And these puffs are fabricated through computer programs specifically to please our taste buds and make us feel full. Though, they did program in a good amount of nutritional data so it's not junk food. It's just, they do this to placate us and make sure we don't rebel against them."
"You make that sound bad," the Axew said. "I think they just want to be friends. My human talks to me a lot, he's nice."
"Probably a sentimentalist that can't bring out your full potential," the Fraxure countered.
"Do you have to take everything for an argument?" she said, looking to her. "You haven't changed since I last saw you."
"Oh, do we know each other?" The Fraxure rubbed her chin, then shrugged. "I don't recognize you."
"I didn't think so," she said, then pushed herself up. There was a new plate with a really tasty looking orange puff, with little flower decorations on it. Even when she reached with her tusks, she couldn't get it. Then the plate slid right towards her, following a hand motion from the Elgyem. "Thank you."
"No problem," he said, moving his plate aside and glancing at what other offerings were there. "Maybe they want to be friends, maybe they want to control us. Whatever the humans want, I'm happy to go along with them now that the cafe exists."
"Right!" the Axew said with a smile touched by frosting.
"I much prefer the training grounds," the Fraxure said. "The roar of the crowds, the satisfying end of those dumb balloons, and those punching bags! I busted up one so bad yesterday, all pow pow pow! And it burst into cotton everywhere!"
"My human sent me in there for a little while yesterday," she said.
"Well get them to send you in all the time! And really, learn to take care of your tusks! They're the weapons we live and die by, and there will come a time when they won't be growing back in anymore. Then you've got to know the best way to keep them clean, sharp, and tough constantly. If you slack on yourself and get one broken, then you'll be humiliated for life, worth nothing more than a slave among other Fraxure. Hmph, so start learning now, little sister, or you'll regret it."
"I take care of them," she said, brushing a paw along one although she had to tilt her head to do so.
"Whatever, this place isn't as cool as the training grounds; I'm going there." The Fraxure left the table and was gone in a few seconds.
"You know, I almost don't want to evolve because all the Fraxure I knew are combative and, well, clueless like that," the Axew said. She sighed. "But I know I'm getting close."
"Then don't," the Elgyem said. "You can delay evolution with enough willpower, or if you find the right kind of rock.."
"But I would like to get a form higher than them, so I can do my best on the team," she said.
"If you delay long enough, you can keep the time you spend as a Fraxure to a minimum." Deciding he was done, he left off hovering over the cushion. But he did stop by her. "Of course, it depends on your human. There is also the possibility, if you have that strong will, to keep an instinct towards aggression low. I wish you good luck in that."
"Thanks, I'll try that," she said, giving him a wave. "Nice talking to you, Elgyem."
"Same to you, Axew."
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Elgyem Black entry: It uses its strong psychic power to squeeze its opponent's brain, causing unendurable headaches.
Axew Black entry: They use their tusks to crush the berries they eat. Repeated regrowth makes their tusks strong and sharp.
Fraxure B2/W2 entry: A broken tusk will not grow back, so it diligently sharpens its tusks on river rocks after the end of a battle.
I had another idea at first, but after some wonder trades and Amie sessions, this idea came to me. Anyhow, that's all of Unova done now! And I've only got one more story planned, so request away!