After a long night of slaving away over a hot cave (okay, more like a very wet, dark, and vaguely cold cave and a very damp wooded area), Alf has finally produced the subject for today’s prank. He didn’t need to get into her house, he just let his powers do the work. But, come morning, Balia would find her kitchen buried, and I mean BURIED in edible mushrooms (he was an asshole, but he doesn’t want to kill anyone.) A sea of truffles, portabellas, creminis, buttons, shiitakes, morels, enokis, maitakes, matsutakes, and many MANY more. A good, 4’ high ocean of mushrooms spanning the whole room. How he managed to do this? Don’t ask. It’ll likely never happen again. But he and the Shaymin are satisfied with their revenge, and our favorite immortal is wearing quite the sh*t-eating grin.
“Alf’s musty a** has been here. I can smell the lingering scent of herbs, sarcasm, and cynicism. Good thing I know 3 people who will be happy to have all these mushrooms.“