Please enjoy the last 5 months of my life and the sole reason why the previous update and to be delayed until this was ready ;D
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A transcript for this update will be transcribed and reblogged this afternoon to @meaumania for my lovely readers who struggle with the red on black coloring ;3!
*Destino swaggered up to the houndoom, a single eyebrow cocked.*
Destino: A prankster, I see. I love a good prank myself. Though I'm more invested in the insult culture myself. It has its perks. Those shades. I've got a pair myself and they certainly frame my face well. You on the other paw...I assume you've not been told that they look like utter garbage on you. Where did you get such a pair? From the trash?
Scratch hesitates outside the door before pushing it open, rain dripping from his feathers. He grumbled silently to himself, before approaching the counter. "What warm stuff do you got? Preferably bitter if youve got it."
“We got plenty a’ bitter stuff!” Belle said with a smile. Though she froze for a moment as she realized something.
“Ah!” She gave Scratch a sheepish smile “Just, uh . . give me a moment!” She laughed nervously as she jumped over the counter, scrambling over to the outdoor area’s entrance
“Be back in a few! Ha ha . .” She said before zipping out the door to where Latte sat, in his usual spot with a coffee by his side.
“Oh dear . . Latte is not going ta like this . .” She muttered to herself while tapping her hooves together.
The Alcremie didn’t even turn to look at her as she called his name. Straight to the point like always.
Ok then.
“I need ya ta make a Stormy Black coffee.” Belle said quickly.
“What.” At this, Latte whipped around to face her, slight annoyance in his expression “Belle, I’m not—”
“Look. I know what you’re going to say but the customer said they wanted something warm and bitter!” Belle interjects.
“Belle, you know how Barnaby gets—” Latte says with growing annoyance.
“Aw, cmon please!” She pleads with sad puppy dog eyes.
“Ugh, fine.” Latte finally says with a long sigh, shooting Belle a glare before heading inside and bracing himself for what was to come.
“Thank youuu!!” Belle called.
“Yeah, Yeah, whatever.” Latte grumbled.
Belle returned back inside a moment later with a big smile on her face. She hopped back over the counter.
“Your order will be ready soon!” She announced.
“Why not take a—” her words were interrupted by a loud scream followed by lots of commotion.
“Uhhh . . Ignore that.” She says with a laugh that seemed forced “Everything is completely fine! ha ha. .”
They both sat awkwardly until some time had passed and Latte came barreling out of the kitchen, singed and covered in dust and coughing. Wheezing, he slammed the coffee cup on the counter. And shot a very angry glare at Scratch.
“You are paying extra for this.” He snarled.
Yikes. Must’ve been really bad if Latte was this mad.
(@ask-lethalmon ) “Ya know, I’ve been in plenty of abandoned buildings before. But that’s what I’m paid for after all,” Gamma wanders over to Lux, twirling a piece of scrap metal between her paws, “what’s your excuse though chu? Urban explorer? Scrap collector? Tresspassing for funsies?”
“Dusk and I had a bad feeling about this place when we saw it the first time, but we couldn’t really look into it at the time. If this place is what I think it is… then I need to know what happened here.”
*Destino (@ask-the-royal-absol) approaches Sina with an air of arrogance. Their usual smug smile is plastered on their face and the smallest chuckle that leaves their mouth says that they're not here for a positive reason.*
Destino: Now look at what we have here. I don't think I've ever seen a Pokémon that looks as utterly repulsive as you and yet here we are! Congratulations on that! Number one in making me want to gag on sight! Did you purposefully choose that atrocious teapot to make yourself look like an absolute wreck or has nobody told you that fact yet? Why not paint it so you don't burn out the eyes of other Pokémon taking a simple glance at you? Oh, I know a design that would work wonders. My face. I'm sure you could see the vision. It'd add so much to it.
Sina: Speaking of tea, would you like some? Perhaps it’d lighten that sour mood of yours.
(from @sinnohsiblings narcissa @ singularity) The golden moon looked at the young Giratina in horror seeing his contition, "Oh my stars! Sweet thing what did they do to you? Do you need help? Or any healing potions. Oh sweetheart this is horrible, why would they do this to you?"
Singularity: Oh, Galadriel’s mother! Narcissa, if I’m correct. I apologise that you have to see me looking like this.
Singularity: I should be able to reconstitute my form soon, I hope. It really isn't that bad. I...guess a healing potion or something may help. But you don't have to do that for me. I couldn't ask for the mother of the woman I'm seeing for such a thing. Could you please not tell Galadriel about this? I really wouldn't want her to worry.