91st moon [the 4th Wall of Jericho]

[paladinlost]

[Ah, it's that time of the year again. And unlike last time, Cecil wakes up in his own bed (even though he'd been on his way back from Saffron when he fell asleep), surrounded by his own Pokémon (and Grimers, but at this point they're almost part of the family), and with his own belongings exactly where he left them (except for his left sock, but he's long learned to expect that).

He's safe, he's in a good mood, and he intends to stay that way for the rest of this madness. And this time, he's even in a position to share the joy with any visitors!

Which is why he's now grilling all sorts of food on a fire pit in his yard, while his Pokémon are bringing chairs and large cushions outside. That they manage to do so while linked to each other with duct tape is somewhat impressive, but he's too busy not burning a steak to admire their efficiency.]

Comments

[paladinlost]

I find myself completely unsurprised by your answer. Turkey sandwich with mustard?

[susukodama]

Turkey! Mustard! Hehehehehe! Turkey! Mustard!

[paladinlost]

I'm glad to hear some tastes never change.

[...But the turkey is now splattered all over the chair.]

[susukodama]

Never change! Never change! Hehehehehe!

[That is a conundrum, yes...]

[paladinlost]

...Though a change might be necessary this time...

[He can valiantly pick up as much poultry as he can and see if it still looks good, at least.]

[susukodama]

Change?

[To be fair, the Susukodama probably wouldn't really be able to tell the difference either way.]

[paladinlost]

Unless you feel you can safely eat this...

[In all its splattered glory.]

[susukodama]

Safely?

[paladinlost]

...Can you even fall ill, with or without involving contaminated ingredients?

[susukodama]

Ingredients! Hehehehehe! Ingredients! Ingredients! Ingredients!

[so helpful]

[paladinlost]

[Very helpful indeed.]

I suppose I'll simply have to ask Flare to test it first, then.

[susukodama]

Flare?

[paladinlost]

Yes, Fla-

[And that's when the Arcanine Known As Flare decides to pounce.]

[susukodama]

[The Susukodama squeaks, pounced upon by a fluffy fire beast!]

[paladinlost]

[This is definitely not what he was expecting.]

What- Flare, stop that this instant!

[Time to try pulling one of those large legs.]

[susukodama]

[Well, whether you get him off or not, the Susukodama doesn't sound like it's in pain...

(at least it wasn't stomped on)]

[paladinlost]

[There might be no stomping involved, but all that slobber might be an even worse fate.]

[susukodama]

[Well, this dust bunny isn't complaining...]

[paladinlost]

[Which only makes Cecil assume the worst.]

Flare, off! Off, I said.

[susukodama]

[Really, it's fine!]

Hehehehehe~

[See? It's even giggling.]

[paladinlost]

[But how long is that going to last?]

Don't encourage him like this!

[susukodama]

Encourage?

[paladinlost]

Yes, he'll only see your laughter as a reason to-

[As a reason to lick both Cecil and the Susukodama one after the other, apparently.]

[susukodama]

[well, it's not like the Susukodama can object even if it wanted to...]

Hehehehehe!

[paladinlost]

[Good thing Cecil himself can, then.]

Flare, off.

[And off Flare goes.]