Meowth stared as this was happening. "And dese tings don't learn Dream Eater naturally because...?" he muttered to himself.
Seconds later, Keith's eyes fluttered open. "Ugh," he grunted as he stood up. "What happened? Meowth, are you on another Dream Eater kick again? I thought you only took bite-size nibbles."
"I do!" Meowth exclaimed indignantly. "Dat wasn't me! Look wat hatched from yer Egg!" Keith looked, finally spotting his new Drowzee.
"Oh," Keith remarked, a hint of realization in his voice. He took out his Pokédex and aimed it at his newest Pokémon.
"Drowzee, the Hypnosis Pokémon," droned the device. "Drowzee puts its enemies to sleep, then eats their dreams for sustenance. It has a preference for fun dreams, and can get sick from eating nightmares."
"Well, I guess that explains it," Keith remarked. "Little guy only just hatched, he was probably hungry. Am I right?" he asked Drowzee.
"Drow! Zee!" nodded Drowzee. His voice had a strange echo to it, despite nothing else in the Egg House echoing. Then, he turned on Meowth, his eyes aglow with Hypnosis. Before Meowth could react, he too was fast asleep, Drowzee gleefully snacking on his dreams.
"...Still hungry, then, I see," Keith stated. Drowzee wordlessly nodded in response to this while eating Meowth's dreams. This went on for a few minutes, until Meowth sprung awake, glaring angrily at the Drowzee. He recalled the last time a Drowzee tried to hypnotize him, however- Dikune had his reasons for doing so, perhaps this Drowzee also had reasons for what he did?
"Alright, wat's da big idea?" demanded Meowth. "Ya just put me to sleep and start eatin' my dreams, wat's dat all about?"
"Drow Drowzee, Drowzee Drowzee drow," replied Drowzee. "Drow Drowzee Drowzee."
"Well?" asked Keith.
"Drowzee's sayin' all he wanted was a snack," Meowth explained. "He didn't mean any harm by usin' Hypnosis on us like dat, he was just hungry."
"Ah," nodded Keith. "Well, that's fine, but Drowzee, in the future, maybe ask before you start with the Hypnosis, OK? It'd be a little more polite."
"Zee," nodded Drowzee."
"Cool," smiled Keith, as he produced a Poké Ball from his bag and enlarged it to full size. "I think you and I are gonna get along, Drowzee. All we need now is a nickname for you now... Hmmm... How about Somnus? That's one of the names for the god of sleep, sounds pretty fitting to me."
"DrowZEE!" Drowzee nodded emphatically.
"Drowzee's good wit dat name," Meowth translated.
"All right, then," Keith grinned, tossing the Poké Ball up into the air. "Welcome to the team, Somnus!"
"Drow!" exclaimed Somnus as he jumped up and slapped the ball with his right hand. Almost instantly, the Drowzee was turned into transparent red energy and sucked inside the ball, which fell into Keith's waiting hands. It wobbled once or twice, before falling still.
"Nice," grinned Meowth. "Er, but Keith," he added.
"Hmm?" Keith said. "What is it, Meowth?"
"How're we gonna get dis table back in yer livin' room?" Meowth asked, referring to the furniture that had been involuntarily warped to the Egg House.
"Oh, that's easy," Keith said confidently as he threw a Poké Ball into the air, unleashing a Qwilfish onto the table. "Hebenon, prepare for Teleport."
Within a minute, the Trainer, his Pokémon, and his living room furniture were all gone... but the paper plate and the roast beef sandwich fell to the floor. Miraculously, the sandwich did not bounce off the plate. A second later, there was a flash of light, and Keith reappeared, his Qwilfish clutched in his left hand. Using his free hand, he picked up the sandwich. As he took another bite out of the sandwich, he gave a nod to the Qwilfish, and just like that, they were gone again. Sandwich and all, this time.
(OOC: Poké Ball is #2 of 50)