[Game thread] Skull Ruins Pokerole

[PhantomUnderYourDesk]

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Spira graciously accepts the coffee and practically downs it *ah~*.
"Yes, I taught myself to cook. A lot of the meals that I make are the result of, sometimes explosive, other times so bad that even a Grimer wouldn't eat the results, trial and error." He shudders slightly, "There was one failure that released a smoke plume in the shape of a mushroom (mushroom cloud)"

This is Shiva's expression when seeing the spectral breeder downing the coffee in one go. She almost instantly pours him another one, "Want a second one? ...But the rest is mine, miiine!" She hugs the thermos® protectively and quickly packs it away into her stuff.

In her mind she imagines a slightly younger version of Spira happily experimenting and mixing cooking ingredients together with his Ghosts, and when everything goes BOOM in a mushroom cloud, she shudders massively. "......Ah. And, uh.... what did you do with that failed cooking or whatever was still left of it?" *frightened starring* "Did nothing happen to YOU?"

"There was nothing left, not even the cooking pot; got vaporized." He shrugs, "Fortunately, it didn't explode immediately, so I was able to get a good distance away from it."

Oh. That causes Shiva to visibly calm down, she also can't help but to chuckle at the thought of a cooking pot vaporizing. She also enjoys, maybemaybe is a tad bit impressed by that too, that he talks about such a failure with relative ease. 'I, uh, still better not ask what he mixed together there...', she silently thinks to herself.

Yena comes running back in that moment with the duskball-toy i between his mighty fangs, drops it in front of Shiva and barks and spreads his wings to ask her to throw it again, which she happily does. He's her anti-ghost dog, but won't do a thing to acquainted Ghost Types unless they themselves give reason to defend her; but Shiva's got the feeling that Spira's ghosts won't pose a threat at all unless being being provoked. As the butterwolfly goes chasing the ball across the yellow flowers of Elanor, Shiva gazes up to the Comet with very mixed feelings dwelling within her. "...Hey, Spira..... If we make it out of all that safely and in one piece... *cough* ...Say, could you then, maybe... I mean, could we then cook one of your recipes together? At best one that's matching the nutritional needs of Grass Types, or a snack-like thing that can be shared between the Pokemon and the caretaker..."

"...I'd be happy about that."

Spira wasn't expecting her to say that, and his expression is similar to this:

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Spira realizes he's blushing and covers his face, "*Cough* Yeah, sure thing."

Awww. Shiva does not blush, but she instead smiles and chuckles and very lightly and playfully punches his right shoulder. "D...Don't blush like that, duuuh! ( >з<) It's a valid skill for anyone aiming to specialice in Pokemon Breeding, and a nice way to get to know a person better. All I can cook for 'em so far are Poffins."