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Jan 12 2018, 08:34 AM
Gourdelia thought the human house was pretty cozy. Goodstuffs had a nice sleeping spot, a basket lined with little puffs of Mareep wool, and Gourdelia liked to rest on top of her fluffy friend. In the evening, there were sometimes still lights in the windows of other buildings, or even in a few rooms of this one. When she went to investigate, she found that humans used fire for light! Wow! Humans must be really brave to go near that stuff!
Most importantly, it was rarely, if ever, boring. In the day, she often went out with Aimess to buy things in the human marketplace, usually things that smelled yummy! Sometimes she would get to nibble on almond slices or have a little bit of sugar, or even chocolate! The chocolate wasn't quite as sweet as a sweet heart, but the taste was similar enough. Then, when they got home, the human would play games with her and Goodstuffs (Gourdelia was the best at hide and seek) and show the two of them shiny things! Coins were her favorite shiny thing. They made fun noises when they clinked together, and they were small enough for her to lift. Aimess and Goodstuffs even liked her jokes! She sometimes strayed from the human during errands to find plants, and she liked dropping leaves and petals on their heads. Sometimes, she would even blow a whole heap into someone's face. It warmed her heart a little every time she made someone laugh.
Nighttime was the time for mischief. All the humans would be asleep, and sometimes Goodstuffs got hungry. Often times, the door to the pantry wouldn't be closed securely enough to stop her, and she would headbutt it open without too much difficulty. One night, Gourdelia followed her.
"//Watch me! I know where the good food is,//" Goodstuffs instructed as she dug through a pile of dried berries and nuts. Gourdelia surreptitiously gobbled up a walnut. Not her favorite. "//I found the sweets!//" Goodstuffs said around something in her mouth. Her butt was sticking up in the air, and her back paws were flailing excitedly. Gourdelia pulled on one to help her friend out.
Goodstuffs, once extricated from the pile of food, smiled a triumphant smile around what appeared to be a simple roll. She bit into it, revealing its secret- the inside was filled with oran jelly!
"//Can I have some?//" Gourdelia spun excitedly, poking the remaining half of the roll, drawn to it by smell. "//I want it!//"
Goodstuffs gestured to the pile as she scarfed down the rest of her roll. "//There's lots!//" When Gourdelia looked, there were indeed many rolls. Some had bits of jelly visible on the side. She grabbed one and took a nibble, and her eyes lit up. So good! By the end of the night, the two Pokemon had eaten a little over half of the jelly roll stock. They went back to bed on full stomachs.
Jan 1 2018, 09:47 AM
Soft flakes of white made their way through the canopy, melting against the earth when they landed. Aimess let out a breath, which puffed into a visible cloud of steam. Gourdelia found this fascinating, and she tried to poke the vapor, only to find that it simply wound around her edge. She was a little disappointed that nothing happened in particular, but it was still really cool that Aimess and Goodstuffs could make puffs of steam just by breathing! She spun around in a few different directions, chirping excitedly.
Aimess reached out to pet their tiny pumpkin friend, rubbing the fuzzy tufts on her side. They cursed their mittens for making their hands all awkward. "It's kinda fun out here, right?" A thump came from nearby, and Aimess looked a short ways away to see Goodstuffs lying flat on her belly, tongue sticking out.
"//Hey, hey! I caught a snowflake!//" Goodstuff's victorious barking was enough to assure Aimess that she wasn't hurt. "//I jumped for it and I got it! Look, look!//" She crossed her eyes in an attempt to look at the snowflake she'd caught, but it was gone! "//What happened to my snowflake!?//"
"//Um, um, I don't know! I'll try and see what happens!//" Gourdelia stuck out her own tongue and managed, after a few attempts, to catch a snowflake. Hers didn't melt, and she floated down to show Goodstuffs. "//Maybe you dropped it.//"
Aimess smiled at how childish their pokemon were, totally engrossed by a snowflake. Goodstuffs reached out to touch it, and Gourdelia shrieked and flinched a safe distance away. Goodstuffs inspected her paw, seemingly confused that the snowflake was gone. "Now, now. There will be plenty of time for playing after we get some sturdy sticks for Dad, okay?"
Dec 28 2017, 08:37 AM
((egg post 17))
Naka had taken to eating as far away from Omega's mess hall as humanly possible. Yes, she had to go back to return the bowl, but at least nobody bothered her while she was having her breakfast- the other people who chose to stay far away from the rabble were typically scared off by her glare, and if that didn't work, Stunky could always threaten to spray them. That worked wonders.
It was on one such trip to return a bowl that Naka was accosted by some intoxicated idiot. None of her pokemon liked this idiot, either- Shroomish readied a tackle, Stunky surreptitiously lifted up one leg in preparation to spray, and Scyther, from her position behind Naka where she could watch the backpack, hissed, moving her arms out to the sides in a threatening display.
The tension in the air was palpable, except, apparently, to the drunk, who was trying to start a chat by draping their arm around Naka's shoulders. Naka made the executive decision to make contact first. She threw a right hook right into the person's face. Without waiting for a reaction, she shrugged off her backpack, ready to fight more if the need arose. "Scyther, take the bag for me."
Scyther, always willing to be close to the egg, which occasionally wiggled at this late stage before hatching, hunched over the backpack, looking back and forth warily. Stunky decided to join in, curling up next to the bag and surveying the areas Scyther couldn't. Shroomish? Shroomish was quite literally hopping mad, ready to break some radii.
Nov 18 2017, 10:24 AM
((egg post 13))
Naka found out the hard way that dragging an entire Dunsparce out of a cave on her own was really, really difficult. After a few flopped attempts at pulling its tail with her backpack on, she'd given the extra weight of the bag to Scyther, who could actually wear it, which helped her out quite a bit by lowering her center of gravity. She cursed the fact that she was the only one in her party that had hands again just as she was rounding the last corner to the mouth of the cave. Of course, she wasn't done walking, because there were most likely scavengers on the loose and she didn't want to be in open territory for them to steal her meat. Shroomish had at least tried to be helpful, shoving the other end of the late Dunsparce in the right direction until he realized it wasn't doing much more than swerving their course. Stunky, on the other hand, felt she needed a bit of a rest and climbed onto its back, curling up and yawning.
"Stunky!" Naka snapped, "Your fat little body is making this heavier than it needs to be! How about you make yourself useful guarding our backs, huh?" Stunky took a moment to give Naka a deadpan glare, but in the interest of saving time, she supposed she could maybe do what the human wanted. Of course, she still had to maintain her position of dominance in the group, so she took her sweet time, making sure Naka knew that she was just moving because she felt like it. She rolled off Dunsparce and ambled to a position behind everyone else, pretending to be interested in her claws.
Shroomish, who was positioned in the lead, looked behind him, pleasantly surprised that Stunky was working with their human. This would make things much more efficient. He stood on the tips of his toes and scanned the horizon and sky for any possible threats, his eyes particularly keen for bear-shaped ones as he waited for Naka to catch up to him.
Even though it made her fly all funny, Scyther was glad she was asked to hold the backpack. It meant the egg was closer to her instead of those terrible influences she called friends. Best case scenario, the pokemon that hatched would imprint on her and she could at least try to raise it properly, despite having no idea how. She expected none of the others did, either. "//Don't worry, little egg, I won't let anything happen to you,//" she said under her breath.
Oct 17 2017, 06:43 AM
Desk Lamp was lying in bed, a cat of unusual size curled up next to them, rather frustrated at how light it was getting in their room. The lights were off and it was most certainly nighttime, so something was definitely wrong, but they were just too lazy to do anything about it right now. Besides, what could possibly be worth disturbing the cat? They really hadn't been spending enough quality time with him. Maybe they'd call in their mom?
A few annoying wails of "Mooooom" later, Desk Lamp's mom was not present. Ugh. Still too lazy to move. It was a crime to be forced to get out of bed once it was later than 8:30 anyway, even if they couldn't sleep with how bright it was.
Eventually, their annoyance beat out everything else, and they rolled out of bed with a few melodramatic pterodactyl noises. They opened the window blinds and pressed their face to the glass, trying to see what was going on. It looked like the sun was in the sky, or something burning up, anyway. Was their house about to be hit by a meteor? Lit. That was always how they'd wanted to go. That would leave several things undone on their bucket list, but oh well. Dying dramatically was on their bucket list, and they didn't fancy the idea of going to school tomorrow anyway. They wiggled back next to their cat, listening to him purr as they scratched his cheek. "Hey, Beanie, are you okay with this?" they yawned. "Oh, you big bean. You are so cute."
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