Twenty-Sixth Flutter [Video]

[3_butterflies]

 [It's rare for Fluttershy to actually try to get attention, yet here she is, turning on the Pokegear as she and Twilight travel towards the next town. She swallows, then speaks... Oh, and don't mind the Murkrow that's using her pink hair as a nest.]

Um... hello... I'm sorry if I'm bothering anyone, but... I thought I'd been hearing a lot of people struggling with their Pokemon lately... And I wanted to try and help...

See, my special talent is helping animals... I can talk to them and understand them... So, I thought, maybe if anyone would like me to try... I can talk to your Pokemon, and see if I can help with any problems you might be having...

Okay... Okay? Um... h-have a nice day, everyone.

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[worktodo]

...What's different about being here?

[3_butterflies]

This place turned us human... with magic, I guess. When we woke up here, we were already human.

[worktodo]

Did the magic turn your hair pink, too, or was that your personal fashion choice?

[3_butterflies]

Oh no, my mane's always been this way.

[worktodo]

[. . .]

Okay, so let me get this straight. You're a pony. With wings. Who hangs out with princesses. Who fell from the sky and got caught by a swarm of butterflies. Who then talked the butterflies out of being scared with magical pony powers. And then you came here, and now you're a human with cotton candy for hair, and you still talk to animals with your magical used-to-be-a-pony powers.

And now you're offering those special talents to help people out of the goodness of your formerly pony heart. Does that about cover it?

[3_butterflies]

[She nods...]

Yes, except I don't talk to animals with magic. It's a natural ability. This place takes away real magic... My friend, Twilight Sparkle, she's a unicorn, but she can't do magic here.

[... does that answer your question?]

[worktodo]

[There is not enough alcohol in the world, Fluttershy.]

Your friend Twilight Sparkle.

[Well, you know, if nothing else, at least she's firm in her convictions about this make-believe pony nonsense.]

Tell you what. Why don't you just talk to the egg for a while.

[3_butterflies]

Does it have a name?

[worktodo]

[. . . . . .]

No.

[3_butterflies]

Why not? Haven't you given it one? Everypony - I mean, everyone needs a name. It'd be like calling you 'human' all the time.

[worktodo]

You think it needs a name? Go ahead and name it.

[A beat.]

Or hey, maybe you could just ask it what name it wants.

[3_butterflies]

Well, it's still a baby, like I said... so I can't guarantee anything... but I'll give it a try.

[So she addresses the Togepi, instantly kinder.]

Name? Do you have a name? Your name? My name is Fluttershy. What's your name?

[worktodo]

[And alas, the poor impressionable Togepi doesn't actually know it is supposed to have a name, outside of the fact that Albert always refers to it as "hey you" or possibly "Egghead". Such are the perils of being a member of his roster.]

Egg! Hiiiii! Egg!

[3_butterflies]

Egg...

[Well, it's an unusual name, but she tries it.]

Name? Your name is Egg? Hi, Egg!

[worktodo]

King! Wor-king! Hiiiii! I'm working!

[Evidently, the nameless Togepi has been overhearing Albert a lot lately.]

[3_butterflies]

[Awww, so cute she can hardly stand it.]

Egg is working! Good boy, Egg! egg is a good worker!

[worktodo]

Fuh! Luh! Shhh-yyyyy. Fuh-luh-shy!

[A HEROIC EFFORT at saying the name of this amazingly nice person. Yes.]

[3_butterflies]

[Eeee! She'd clap if she wasn't holding the gear.]

That's a good boy, Egg! Such a good boy!

[worktodo]

So it decided its name is Egg.

Great, that's nice and self-explanatory.

[3_butterflies]

[Sigh. She's lost her joy when talking to you.]

... Baby. He's a baby. It's... kind of like deciding a baby's name should be Googoo or Mama. But if that's what you want...

[worktodo]

[That's okay. That's just par for the course.

Meanwhile, have an exasperated sigh.]

Look. It bothers you that much? You name the thing. It's all yours. Whatever you want. Be my guest. Call it Whizbanger or Melon Cake or Sprinkle Rainbow or whatever saddles your pony. Here's your Childlike Empress. Sing out a name and save the world if it makes you happy.

[3_butterflies]

[Murkrow growls. You making fun of my trainer, I'll peck your eyes out! But Flutters is taking this very seriously.]

... How about... Egghead? or Eggbert? That way, he won't be too confused. And I think they're cute.

[worktodo]

[Not such a bad idea, Murkrow. Not such a bad idea at all.]

Sure. Fine. Eggbert it is.

[3_butterflies]

Please take good care of Eggbert.