Who's that pokemon?

[beforetights]

Who: Cu Chulainn and Diarmuid
Where: Apartment 3
When: After 4/12
Summary: Cu Chulainn meets the new pokemon

[Diarmuid had gotten his hands on a big, strange egg. Cu Chulainn wasn't too sure what the egg was, even though Diarmuid had told him it was a pokemon egg. He had still tried to eat it at first, before Diarmuid stopped him and confiscated the egg. For several hours on end, Diarmuid had taken care of it, but it showed no sign of hatching. Cu Chulainn was starting to get a little annoyed at it.]

[Then at night, it had suddenly hatched into a strange creature, almost like a cross between a horse and a fish. Now, Cu Chulainn was glad that he hadn't tried to eat it. Of course, it was so tiny and delicate that Diarmuid did most of the handling. But Cu Chulainn was excited about getting to play with it in the morning.]

[Come morning, Cu Chulainn woke up late to fine his brother and the new pokemon gone. Not knowing where his brother had gone or what he was doing with the egg, Cu Chulainn sulks, lying down on his stomach in the living room. The puppies, first White and then Grey, clamber onto him, forming a dogpile. There they remain, not moving except for the puppies occasionally pawing at each other's faces. Only when they hear the squeaking of the door do they turn around.]

Comments

Re: At least they have their very own Poke-Fire Extinguisher this time!

[beforetights]

Alright, just stand by and watch.

[His stomach gurgles.]

And...how about we eat the pie first? I'm really hungry.

[smallspot]

Oh yes! You shouldn't cook when you are hungry. You won't be able to concentrate!

[Diarmuid nods in head in agreement.]

What kind of pie is it?

[beforetights]

They said it was apple. I wonder if it's the same sort of apples from home, or if they're the big apples that Lady Crystal told me about! She says that in her place, there's really big apples!

[He holds his hands out to demonstrate how big the apple is.]

And they come in colors other than pink! They're red and green and even yellow! I've even seen purple ones here, but they were floating in water!

[smallspot]

Purple and floating on the water?

[Diarmuid looks at his brother in awe.]

I've never heard of apples like that before. Or ones so big! They sound like they are magical or something!

[He giggles.]

Do you think something special happens if you can eat all of the apple when they are that big?

[beforetights]

[Cu Chulainn slowly shakes his head.]

I don't know! I've eaten one of the purple ones and I felt normal afterwards. But it was a very sweet apple!

[smallspot]

Hmm...I bet every kind tastes different. Why would you have so many kinds otherwise?

[Diarmuid looks at the pie curiously.]

Did they say what kind is in here?

[beforetights]

Maybe. I hear there's sour apples too. More sour than what we have at home, even.

[He shakes his head again.]

They didn't, but I tried a bite of the pie and it was sweet! They must be using the sweet apples.

[smallspot]

They must be! It's the only thing that makes sense. I want to try it! I want to try it!

[He would get some himself, but...sleeping Horsea... Maybe his brother can help?]

[beforetights]

Okay!

[Cu Chulainn opens the lid to the pie tin and breaks a chunk off of the pie. The contents dribble over his hand as he takes it over to Diarmuid.]

Here. Open up!

[smallspot]

Yay!

[Diarmuid cheers and then gladly accepts the bite of pie. As he does, a small bit of the filling drips onto Horsea's head, startling the pokemon awake. Once he finishes chewing, Diarmuid carefully wipes him off and holds his fingers out to see if Horsea would like a taste. The pokemon gives it a sniff before cautiously trying it. The result...the pokemon seems unsure of it, but doesn't immediately dislike it. Diarmuid, on the other hand, has a much more positive response.]

It's really good and really is sweet! I wonder how it would taste with honey... Oh, it might be too sweet then.

[Him and his honey...]

[beforetights]

[Cu Chulainn licks a bit of the pie piece off of his hands. He lets White and Grey, who just came into the kitchen, lick the rest off.]

I don't know. How can something be too sweet?

[smallspot]

Remember how you got sick from eating too much candy?

[Diarmuid smiles as he watches the puppies get their share of the pie too.]

I think it would be like that. Too much sweet is too much sweet no matter what!

[beforetights]

[He makes a face as he remembers that.]

Oh. That's right. I don't wanna get sick again!

[He goes to break off two more pieces of pie. The one in his left hand, he jams in his own mouth. The other piece he brings over to Diarmuid again.]

[smallspot]

Thank you!

[Diarmuid takes the bite and eats it more slowly than his brother ate his own. He wants to enjoy the taste.]

I wonder what other kinds of pies people make. Have you tried other kinds of pie? It sounded like you had. What were they?

[beforetights]

Um...I've eaten other sorts back during Samhain. I think the person who made them said they were berry pies. They were really, really sweet!

[smallspot]

Berry pies....those sounds really good!

[Diarmuid grins as a thought enters his mind.]

Maybe if we do well with the cakes, we can find out how to make pies too!

[beforetights]

[He nods eagerly.]

Then let's make the cakes right now!

[And he goes back to the scattered bowls on the floor.]

Okay, first we need flour.

[smallspot]

The flour is in a container on the counter!

[Diarmuid shifts Horsea slightly so he can point toward said item.]

There! Do you need my chair to get up there?

[beforetights]

I'll get my own chair.

[He goes to pull out another chair, standing on it so he can grab the flour. However, as he pulls it down, his hand slips and the flour drops to the floor, sending a puff of flour up into the air and covering Cu Chulainn, thus making him white from head to toe.]

[smallspot]

Oh no!

[Diarmuid giggles as the flour sends up its whitening dust cloud. Most of it seems to avoid the boy, but Horsea does sneeze and the puppies are not so lucky. They end up just as white as Cu Chulainn does.

At least White should be used to it?]

I don't think you needed quite that much flour, brother!

[beforetights]

[He sneezes twice, and the puppies also sneeze a few times. Each sneeze sends a small puff of flour sailing into the air. After he's done sneezing, Cu Chulainn laughs at his brother's comment.]

Especially not all over me!

[Thankfully, the puppies seem to know how to deal with it. They start by licking flour off of each other, and then start licking it off of their Master.]

Look, Brother, the puppies are helping!

[And he goes into a giggle fit because their tongues tickle.]

[smallspot]

Yay White! Yay Grey! Good job helping out!

[Diarmuid would be clapping his hands excitedly, but they are a little full at the moment, so instead he just rocks back and forth on his chair happily. Horsea makes a soft trumpeting sound and then squirts a bit of water toward Cu Chulainn and the puppies.]

Look! Horsea wants to help too! Do you want him to clean you off? Or should he wait until later when we are all done baking?

[Because it's not like this mess is going to get any smaller as things go on...]

[beforetights]

[Cu Chulainn looks up at Horsea as the puppies continue licking at him.]

Do you think he can wait? I'll be real quick, and then we can all clean up together.

[smallspot]

Of course!

[Horsea nods his head as if in agreement with Diarmuid's words.]

What is the next ingredient? Honey?

[beforetights]

[He quickly shakes his head.]

Nope! It's milk! Just like with a regular cake.