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He was a little surprised with how easy cooking seemed, especially when last time he attempted it, he nearly burnt down his kitchen. Perhaps he would have to try again, yet this time being a little more aware of what exactly he was putting into the microwave.
“Oh, uh… I’m not sure, a lot? Yet not so much that it’s overflowing?” They would probably need to stir the drink afterwards as well, yet that was probably the easiest part.
“Alright.” Deoxys lifted the jug of milk with her mind, unscrewing the cap as she poured an appropriate amount into each mug. Both were filled about three quarters of the way, and her telekinetic powers would now put the cups back into the microwave. “Maybe two minutes this time.” She’d suggest aloud, mostly to herself. The numbers were punched into the machine, and it’d soon begin to whir again. She’d lean against the counter now, placing her hands in her hoodie pocket.
Deoxys wasn’t ever really good at talking to others, so she’d spend the next two minutes in silence. While the silence may be uncomfortable to some, she personally didn’t mind it. The beeping of the microwave caused her to blink, looking up from her momentary stupor. The mugs would be removed with care from the microwave. Neither of them would have to worry about burning their hands at the moment thanks to her psychic powers. “Is that all?” She’d ask. “Is there anything else we put in, or do we just stir it together?”
“That’s pretty much it. After that, you just stir it together. I’m not really sure if I have any left, but I might have something to add to it too,” Or perhaps for a snack instead, he was kind of hungry. Searching through the cupboards once more, he finds half a packet of marshmallows, taking a couple out before eating them.
“Do you want one? Oh, uh... It’s mostly made of sugar too, I should add.” He honestly couldn’t eat more than, at most, three at a time. It was a little too much sugar for him.











