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]

[That would take so much flour... Good thing Longjing could bring it home from the store.]

[susukodama]

[Would a large enough pan exist?]

[paladinlost]

[In the Department Store, maybe...

...Goodness, cooking is more complicated than she ever thought it could be.]

[susukodama]

[Not that the Susukodama would have any idea about that...

Enough meat for it would probably be slightly easier to come across, though.]

[paladinlost]

[The main problem with the meat would be stopping everyone from eating it before the sandwich is ready. Easier said than done.]

[susukodama]

[That's true.]

[paladinlost]

[...Then again, that would only be a disadvantage for her trainer, not for the rest of them. Even the Susukodama would get its share of the meat!]

[susukodama]

[This is true! And does everyone really want bread? Some of the carnivores would probably be quite happy with just the meat...]

[paladinlost]

[Yeah! The bread holds the mustard for those who like it, sure, but licking the jar would work just as well.]

[secretofthefox]

[Yup! Mustard is versatile that way.]

[paladinlost]

[So now they just need to grab and open it! :)]

[susukodama]

[...how did I not notice the journal fail orz

but as for opening it... well, hopefully someone else has opposable thumbs, because this dust bunny certainly doesn't :|a

unless it bites the jar open but that gets messy and glassy]

[paladinlost]

[Now now, that won't be necessary! A lot of Minerva's siblings have hands!

Or tentacles.

Way too many tentacles.]

[susukodama]

[This is true.]

[paladinlost]

[The tentacles are still a step up from the Grimers, though.]

[susukodama]

[Yup.

Tentacles are only sometimes coated in poison, after all.

...Among other things.]

[paladinlost]

[And at least the tentacles can give massages.

...The normal kind of massages.]

[susukodama]

[There is that too.

...though I don't know, would a dust bunny really be able to receive anything but the normal kind of massages...?]

[paladinlost]

[That thought is most horrifying and should be quietly locked away.

[susukodama]

[...yes it is.

Forget I brought it up.]

[paladinlost]

[Forgetting. Forgetting right now.]

[susukodama]

[...So, anyway, the sandwich is. probably eaten at this point.]

Hehehehehe!

[paladinlost]

[Which is a good thing, because Cecil has a few more ready by now.]

Are you still hungry?

[susukodama]

Still! Hungry! Hehehehehe! Still! Hungry!

[As usual, it's hard to tell whether it's actually still hungry or what, but its excitement seems like it could still eat at least?]

[paladinlost]

I'm glad to hear it.

[And he promptly offers a whole plateful of sandwiches. Just how far can mere excitement go?]