Pod sits back on his haunches, lifting his little front paws. He stares intensely at Mabel, looking between inquisitive and filled with incredulous anger but that was just resting weird face for him. He startles at the bonk, looking up and batting lightly at the Minior.

He stares in awe at the sparkly thing, swinging another paw up, trying to catch it. Look at the shiny thing!

Potya was forgotten, left in Mabel's arms or now.. hands. As she's held out in presentation and.. Miss Fancypants Beantoes?!

Now she was flailing, meowing loudly and kicking in the air. FREE HER. THIS WAS UNACCEPTABLE. WHERE WAS POD.

Pod was sniffing at Slowpoke tail, before patting it gently with a little paw. He'd forgotten about Potya's plight for the moment.