yarn

[the_very_best]

Bella leaves in due time. She calls Sherlock a week later with one of her father's Pokémon on the other end of the line; it is learned that being boxed is sort of like having almost fallen asleep or woken up but not quite, a drowsy half-conscious state with little attention to the passage of time. It is not unpleasant, at least in this 'mon's opinion.

Three weeks later, Bella flies to Lake Acuity again.

Comments

[toblameforit]

"I can't tell under there!"

[the_very_best]

"How do you tell them apart anyway?" Bella asks, gazing at the sea of less-distinguished Porygon.

[toblameforit]

"Um... I dunno," says Tony. "I just kind of do. I mean, there's distinguishing features, I just don't really think about them much anymore? Like, when you look at somebody you know, you don't go 'oh, she's dressed like a trainer on the road and she has a cute nose and her jaw goes in a little at the sides, she must be Bella'."

[the_very_best]

Bella feels her nose. "I have a cute nose?"

[toblameforit]

"You do!" says Tony.

"Pory," agrees the Porygon in Bella's arms.

[the_very_best]

"Aww." Bella pats the Porygon. "Thanks."

[toblameforit]

Tony giggles and hugs his armful of besweatered Porygon.

[the_very_best]

"The sweaters may be fashion disasters - well, actually the Umbreon one is kind of cute - but they sure solve the pointiness problem, huh?"

[toblameforit]

"They diiiiiiiiiiiid." Cuddle cuddle.

"Porporpor," says the Porygon in his arms, nestling contentedly.

[the_very_best]

"Renée will be pleased she could help. And hey, I have the pattern, if either of you guys wants to take up knitting and outfit more of the flock."

[toblameforit]

"Ooh," says Tony. "That would be awesome to have around, even though I'm totally not going to take up knitting."

[the_very_best]

"Sure," says Bella, and she calls up the file on her Pokétch. "Where do you want it sent?"

[toblameforit]

"To the house!"

[the_very_best]

Addressed, and, sent.

[poeticterms]

"Thank you," says the house.

[the_very_best]

"...You're welcome."

[poeticterms]

"And polite, too," the computer says approvingly.

[the_very_best]

"...Nice to meet you. I don't believe you've talked to me before, what changed?" Bella asks, helping herself to a chair and setting the pompomped Porygon on her lap.

[poeticterms]

"I'm very shy," the computer says dryly.

[the_very_best]

Bella blinks slowly.

This is not a typical computer.

[toblameforit]

"His name is Jarvis," Tony says helpfully.

[the_very_best]

"...Hi, Jarvis."

[poeticterms]

"Hello, Bella. It's nice to meet you."

[the_very_best]

"Likewise. This explains all of Sherlock's odd remarks about his house."

[poeticterms]

"Doesn't it?" agrees Jarvis.