Eve's ears twitched dangerously at the mention of more tails, and she swiftly removed that thought from her mind entirely.
"Yes. Anti-social behaviour. Isn't it bad. And look at that bow. Who does she think she is, wearing a bow like that."
Eve pawed at the ground with the leg adorned with a blue ribbon.
"Sure. Call her over, I'll be nice."
Maggie began smiling again as she had learnt from Sybin.
"Ok, we'll be great friends, and have adventures together with our trainers." She chirped, and looked over to Vixie. "Vixie, come over here, we want to talk with you!."
Vixie shot a glare over to the two Pokémon, remaining still.
Maggie smiled to her.
"We just want to get to know you." Maggie attempted. "You know...because we'll be spending so much time together."
Vixie would have shuddered, but that would have shown weakness. Slowly rising to her feet, she took a few steps towards the two. Stopping when she was two feet away and sitting again.
Eve had already turned away to watch the Abra.
"It snores very loudly, doesn't it?" she stated in a voice of forced interest. She looked back at Maggie and detected that this wasn't the way to do things, so she flicked her ears at Vixie.
"Hello, Vixie. How are your tails?" Her voice spoke of nothing but sweet and innocent intrigue. Another Eevee would probably have detected the murderous intonations present in the positions of her ears.
Vixie continued to glare, her tails now swaying behind her.
"My tails? They are fine, as is the rest of me. Atleast in the physical sense."
Maggie looked quickly between the two, a nervous smile on her face.
"Erm...so, Vixie! How do you like our master?"
Vixie slowly turned to glare at Maggie.
"The master, as you overstate him, seems kind and friendly. He also appears to be an idiot."
Eve nodded. "Idiot is right. After all, what sort of a name is Vixie?" She said quickly.
"And easy to entertain. One day I want to mimic a Bidoof or something and see if he bursts out of the tent, throwing Poké Balls everywhere. And he does everything so quickly, too! It's like he's trying to do everything at once before he loses the chance."
Vixie growled lowly. Maggie frowned at Eve.
"He's not an idiot. He's just excitable. What's wrong with loving Pokémon?" Maggie said. "I mean, he's the best trainer I've ever had. Usually I'm just used for battles, but they stop using me when they realise how week I am." Maggie looked down at the grass and fiddles with the grass. "I was bred in captivity, in a lab. I never really learnt to fight."
"Well!" Vixie said suddenly, probably to stop anymore exposition. "That's a great story and sure, I take back the idiot thing."
It was too late, the flow of background had reached unquellable velocities; the only solution was to let it die down naturally.
"At least you were bred to go places," said Eve, "I was kept in the farm entirely to keep the line of Eevees going. We're very rare, and hard to keep, so we tend to be kept for breeding lines, never to actually fight. Lasmen had to work very hard to convince his parents to let him take me." Eve's ears drooped and she pawed the ground slightly, looking embarrassed.
Realising this, she perked her ears back up and said strongly, "But now I'm out and fighting, which is more than the farm Pokémon are doing. And now I have Lasmen all to myself!"
Her ear twitched slightly.
"What about Abra?" Maggie asked, pointing a foot towards the sleeping Pokémon. "Or... Sybin?"
"Well I don't know how Sybin was bred, but I think Abra raise themselves for intelligence, said Eve, clearly getting the wrong end of the stick.
The Abra's poined ears twitched, and its tail flexed. then it stayed still.
Vixie looked between the two.
"Was there anything else you wanted to bother me with, or can I get back to work?" She said, somewhat bitter.
"Work? What work? I thought we were having fun out here." Maggie responded.
Vixie thinned her eyes and remained silent for a few moments.
"I'm keeping watch, incase any idiots attempt to kidnap you two again."