“Pocky” — Shallot (@xenomythos)
But the pocky slips somehow and he is choking. Shallot moment.
Send “Pocky” to play the pocky game with my muse!
"What the--"
It was sudden enough for this guy to pop out of nowhere with a pocky sticking between his lips as he pursed them at her -- and it was so confusing Mariko wondered if he knew what the pocky game was before starting to even get embarrassed at the offer -- when the Saiyan boy let out a chocked gasp, eerily similar to what Mariko thought a strangled chicken would sound like.
Reacting on her instincts, Mariko immediately dismissed her thoughts and brought herself behind Shallot; she wrapped her arms around his chest, cupped a fist with the other hand, and thrusted it in his abdomen with sudden, firm fits. Finally, at the third attempt, Shallot let out a raspy cough, and she saw a half-chomped blueberry pocky flying in the air with an arch before miserably landing on the ground.
Mariko let out a sigh of relief and let go of Shallot with a severe frown.
"Are you alright?" She asked, placing her hands on her hips. "Sheesh. Learn to chew, before doing stupid tricks with food!"