...Ditto?

“Hoenn, and Kanto, and a lotta places…” she giggled, tilting her head as she reached her hand out to Dot in case it wanted to climb up her arm like her own Ditto does. She was still under the impression that this was a Ditto, and not a person like her.

“And now you’re here.”

“Do you have a trainer…?” she asked, briefly casting a glance around. She didn’t see anyone who might be looking for their Pokemon…

“Trainer? Nope, Dot doesn’t have a trainer! I don’ think I need onna those.” They nodded to themself, before suddenly transforming back. That darned time limit seemed to impact them more than they’d realize.... although in all honesty, it didn’t really frustrate them. They just thought it a little bit weird.

Oh, another pokemon they didn’t recognize! Dot was quick to wander over with a smile, waving happily. Was she on edge? Dot didn’t know, but they figured they could quickly help soothe those concerns by transforming.

“What’cha lookin’ at?” Dot was not one to think much for personal space, quickly leaning in to see what the other was doing. After a few minutes, they realized it was a bird- oh, she must be a trainer! So without a second thought, Dot had quickly transformed into a copy of her bird.

Huh. Dot was a little confused- they didn’t think they knew what sort of pokemon this girl could be, but they also knew that they hadn’t seen all the pokemon out there. It was a simple enough misunderstanding for the ditto, given their world, and they weren’t really bothered by it.

“Ah! You!” Dot gave a wide smile when they saw the other, quickly wiggling their arms before changing into a (miniature) arcanine. It was the customary greeting they seemed to give anyone else like them, looking up with a big fluffy smile on their face.

ACTS OF DOMINANCE @gwarchtawelwch​ said:

[ swat ]  your muse swatting mine’s hand away from something they’re not supposed to touch

“Hot?” Dot blinked as Gwin swatted their hand away, looking curious. It wasn’t that they’d not understood the teapot was hot- it was more that they’d forgotten they couldn’t transform. An easy way to avoid getting hurt was just to transform whenever they touched something that’d hurt them, which was a strategy that.... didn’t really work when you couldn’t transform!

ACTS OF DOMINANCE @memovouloir​ said:

[ clean ] Memo cleaning a smudge of something off Dot's cheek , forehead , etc

“Huh? What’cha doin?” Dot looked at memo with a bit of curiosity, tilting their head. They’d been completely unaware of the smudge on their cheek, carefree as ever. So, after a few moments, Dot decided to reciprocate the action- they wiped off Memo’s cheek too, despite there being nothing on it.

Even if this entire city was out to get her… It was hard to stay made in the face of such smiling innocence.

Smiling innocence devoid of any thought process whatsoever, but still… 

“Good… Good… You’re all right, Dot.”

“Drying pans aren’t a thing, it wasn’t funny then and it isn’t funny now.”

“I expect this from the likes of them, don’t let them drag you down.”

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Heck of a way to greet people.

But you suppose a Ditto would learn best by imitation. You can empathize. “Well, uh… you’re— you’re close. That was a couple evolutions back, I’m not that young and spry anymore. You would’ve been on the mark thirty years ago.”

You haven’t met many, but the Ditto you have come across in your inter-regional travels were all fairly laid back and easy going in personality, adaptable like their most famous talent dictated ( even if their ways of getting to know others were a bit alien ). Maybe that’s why you’re not quite as on edge as you usually are with strangers— they don’t ask for any secrets. You can’t help but wonder if it’s true of them all as a species or if it’s been mere coincidence and you’re just lucky, but either way you’re glad for it.

Someone going around wearing your face could do a lot of damage.

“I’m a Garchomp nowadays— see?”

Your tail sways gently into view as if to emphasize your point. “I got a name, even— you can call me Rosa if you want. You got anything you like people to call you?”

“Close.” Dot nodded- that was good enough for them. Their transformation pretty quickly timed out, leaving them back to their usual self, still smiling their trademark carefree smile.

Certainly, a ditto wearing your face could cause trouble- but with Dot, the biggest harm to your reputation would just be softening it up a little bit.

Right… right. Well, Undyne can’t pretend she hasn’t met monsters who are just as absentminded as this one. “Huh. You some kinda shapeshifter, or something?” She can’t say she’s met may of those, though, unless you count slime monsters that can sort of change shape. This person doesn’t seem very slimy, though. 

Undyne finishes her food and stands up as well. She still has no idea what this monster is up to, but she’s feeling intrigued. “Okay, then, where are you headed?”

“Yeah! Dot’s a ditto! We’re real good at transformin’. Though.... I can’t do as much’s I’m usually able.” They nodded to themself, a bit sad about that detail. However, the sadness was gone just as quickly as it’d arrived- their powers would show up sooner or later, though. Probably.