In some small cafe, waiting by the sea...
In the quiet morning air, a small piano song would be playing, echoing softly through the street, coming from a small cafe-- one that hadn’t quite opened yet. Looking in the window, you can see a Pikachu, in full cooking gear, moving to the words.
“One, two, three, up! One, two, three, up!” The Pikachu would continue moving to the beat, finishing up with the song-- at which time, he’d notice you peeking in.
“Ah! Sorry, Sorry, I’ll open up, just one moment--”
He’d then move to the window, turning the closed sign to “open,” and unlocking the door.
“Welcome to the Starry Night Cafe! Make yourself at home, and may I take your order?”
(Asks are open! This is gonna be a fairly lighthearted blog centered around this Cafe!)










