[When the video flickers on, there is a sudden sizzling sound that permeates through the speaker of your pokegear, gaining in intensity as the pokegear spins around and around in a dizzying motion, before skidding to a halt abruptly. Out of the corner of the screen, one can see a flash of a long snout and the leg of what looks to be a bedpost, if
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He wanders into the dining room a bit later cradling an egg swaddled in a blanket filched from some poor smuck's bed. Trailing behind him are two ghosts armed with degrees of amusement. There is a cyndaquil by his feet and an eevee perched precariously on his shoulder.
He's starting to feel like a traveling circus and has a rueful expression to match.
Upon spotting Niou, he raises a hand gingerly in greeting.]
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That's quite a party you got there.
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He shrugs.]
What can I say? I've been incubating.
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[ He eyes the egg in Fuji's arms, reaching for the sandwich, and accidentally touches the chips, instead. The chips jump and make a tittering sort of sound. Niou's face flashes brief annoyance as he picks up the sandwich for a bite. ]
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Sure, why not? Some peppers, onions, steak sauce.... [ Yeah, you don't wanna know what's on that sandwich, either. ]
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Looks like the two of you will get along just fine, then.
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Niou looks from the egg to Fuji, incredulous amusement giving way to plain incredulity. ]
... What, you're... giving me this?
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Or if you do, hold off on the steak sauce. [He wrinkles his nose in distaste.] Something that tastes like pineapple sauce shouldn't be allowed on eggs.
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... Pineapple sauce might actually be even better on an omelet. [ This, contemplatively, as the purple chips resolve themselves into the usual wet purple blanket, schlicking across the table to examine the egg. ]
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I didn't peg you as someone with a sweet tooth.
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... Freak.
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Pot, meet kettle?
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