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[A happily whistling Chili strolls into the kitchen, starts taking out ingredients for confectionery (sugar, flour, vanilla, chocolate, some spirits) when he heads to check the fridge for cheese, he finds a... cupboard, instead?

Still grinning, if momentarily confused, he opens a door. A block of ice.

It's a literal icebox.

Smile starts to waver, then...]

WHO DOWNGRADED THE KITCHEN BACK TO THE ICE AGE?!

[So loud, it just might sound out to the rest of the village.]

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[Nope -- and ew, what, why are there so many leftovers

why does all this cheese smell weird!

She can't help but shriek. Gross, ugh, what the heck.]

Does this place need this much food when going out to eat is free! [R.I.P. perfectly clean outfit, she'll wash you as soon as she can.]

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[What would be a string of swears is largely broken up by more "GAAAH"s and the sound of unsalvagable food slopping onto the floor.]

'Scuse me, we cook in this house, so of course, we need this much food! A variety of cheese is only the barest of necessities! You wouldn't use the same kind of dish for a cheesecake as you would a pasta dish, right?!

Dunno who's packing away all these leftovers, though.

[Pansear walks over to pick up leftover cake and happily slurp it up from his paws. Well, at least someone's happy.]

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You don't need this many though!

[There's nothing wrong with like, repeating a few dishes or ingredients! They don't all have to be made specially!]

I'm actually glad they all came out even if I'm not happy that it's all over us, this is such a mess, because it'll be easier to clean the fridge... I mean, the icebox.

[What do you know about serving fancy food, Crystal?! You're a trainer, don't you just eat boring, packed, and easily-transported food? He can afford to be impractical.

Usually.]

I don't see how rearranging everything will solve the problem, though...

[Grumbling as he tries to separate what's still clean and packed from the mess.] Who're you, anyway? I'm Chili! Fire Type's my speciality, I'm one of the Gym Leaders of Striaton City!

[She can't say she's surprised at all to find he's a fire specialist. Gym Leader, maybe, but not about fire.]

Crystal, one of Professor Oak's aides and a pro-catcher from Johto. [She brushes herself off before she helps him out. It is kind of her fault for suggesting they look to see if everything's still good so...] Crys is fine. And I didn't mean rearranging, I mean cleaning. We're going to throw out whatever we don't need!

[It's the temperament, isn't it?

He whistles, impressed.] You must be pretty smart, Crys!

Never met a professor's aide before.

[Weeell, in that case, he'll get a bag. Or two.]

Say, what's a "pro-catcher," anyway? Somethin' Johto-specific?

[It is.

And nah, she's not smart, just hard-working! She'll take the compliment with a gracious smile though.]

It's what it sounds like! I'm not sure if it's just Johto, but Mama's one too -- we go out and capture Pokémon for people. Mama takes more high-end clients, I think... I've just helped Professor Oak with his pokédex. [There's other stuff, but that's her highest accomplishment. Barring "saving the world with her friends"] Mama and I are the best there are as far as I know, and we never leave a job unfinished.

[He smiles back at her as he scoops wasted food into the bag.]

That's pretty interesting! I don't think we have those back in Unova, but they sound great for non-trainers that want Pokemon for coworkers or family pets!

[Wait, the pokedex? She had a hand in that? His eyebrows shoot up so high they look as if they might disappear behind his hair.] T-that's amazing! You're amazing!

[While he's gawking, he gets a little distracted when he notices some cheese on her outfit.] Aww, not the honeyed cheese too...!

[Hope Crystal doesn't mind him reaching out to snatch a piece of cheese stuck to her clothes and chew on it with a bit of a pout. What is tact. Also, hygiene. Does the three second rule count if food falls on someone?]

[Oh, stop, you'll make her blush --

Never mind. AUGH CHILI WHY. She steps back immediately --]

Don't just eat food off of people! [That's unsanitary and gross and -- aren't there better ways of reminding people they need to change clothes?!] Don't they teach you any manners in Unova!

[-- and, midway through her mortified yelling, steps in cold herb mashed potatoes. What's worse that wet socks? Nothing, but bare feet in potatoes comes close. There's a visible shudder on her end as she jerks her foot away and hops a step back from it. She doesn't fall though; she's got good balance. It's karma for griping, obviously.]

[Hey, don't diss Unova, Crystal. His eyes narrowed and he looked about ready to fight up until she stepped in the mashed potatoes. Then, he just grinned wolfishly and tossed just one snide remark:] At least they didn't teach me that to always walk around barefoot indoors.

Here, hold still— you seem to be good at that— [He grabs a small, dry towel off the counter, handing it to her.] It's clean, I promise.

Let's get back to cleaning up this place.

[Hey, how else are you supposed to walk around indoors? With your shoes on? That'll ruin the floors, and besides -- it feels good.

Crystal takes the towel and sighs; snide remarks aren't enough to get mad over when they still have so much to do, and Chili seems in a better mood. The things one does for peace (accidentally). As soon as she's finished making sure every bit of potato's off of her foot she joins him back in cleaning up.]

I spend a lot of time on one foot. [That's for the holding still comment. She makes a face when she picks up the plate she stepped on and dumps the mash one of the bags. Urk.] I have to -- I'm only used to kicking Pokéballs. I'm okay with a throw, but it's not as accurate.

[Slippers are nice and comfortable. Take 'em off in some places, keep them on elsewhere, you know. Moderation is key!

Many hands lighten the load, so they'll be finished in no time! Still, what she said has Chili curious.] Kicking them? Why, did you have a problem with your hands?

I just broke my arms when I was a kid. [No big deal, right.] I still had to train while I was waiting for them to heal, so I just got used to using my feet.

[That's all! Man, if there ever were a hacky-sack competition in Luceti...]

[You said that way too casually.]

Y-you put yourself through that kind of rigid training...?

[Or did you have one horrifyingly strict teacher?]

[But it's no big deal!]

Of course I did. [Why is that even a question??] I think I would've gone nuts doing absolutely nothing the entire month while I waited for my arms to heal up... And it's not like I was alone -- a group of wild Pokémon helped me out since they'd been dealing with the same Pokémon who'd broke my arms.

[So. Nonchalant. Are all trainers from Johto like this??? Is there something in the water???]

[Must be it! Chili's staring at her as if she'd just grown a second head that spoke fluent martian, because this is astronomically strange.]

... they name you queen of the forest too? [That's all he can manage to say, otherwise lost for words. How do these people function.]

[More like how do you people function. When you're got painkillers as strong as a Parasect's spores, you really don't need to worry!

Also, she's starting to feel like maybe she's still got soem food on her from the way Chili's looking at her, so she'll just start sneakily brushing her clothes off.]

Why would they? [She brushes through her hair next -- okay, nope, nothing. Maybe she's just being self-conscious over nothing.] No, just "the catcher".

Ah...

[A long, quiet pause before he adds, looking back at his Pokemon.]

Johto trainers sure are somethin', aren't they, Pansear? [That's one-third awe, two-thirds resignation to never understanding these people.]

[Is that a compliment or an insult.]

We sure are. [She's gonna take it as a compliment!] Guess that means you've gotta be pretty familiar with Gold and Silver, huh? They're two of my best friends.

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[It's a complinsult.]

Yeah, or at least Gold. Silver doesn't seem much of a talker. [And Chili also kind of insulted him a little maybe.]

Did you travel together?

For a little while. It's more like... We've saved Johto a few times together?

[She's trying to be modest about it, but there's no way to humble saving an entire region. Arguably more than once.]

... no way, get out!

[This trainer was just too amazing! The leading Pokemon Prof's aide, saved the world, operates pokeballs with her feet—

He has to be careful around this one!]

You're amazing! How'd they drag you in here?

Just like they drag anyone else in? [Such flattery though!] And I'm not amazing, I'm just hardworking. Saving Johto's just like... something I - we - had to do. I'd never be able to sit by and watch anyone get hurt when I could do something to stop it.

[Grade A hero here.]

[Wow, Crys. Wow.]

There's a fella here named Ash, you two would get along just fine.

[That's... a good thing, right.]

I like to think I get along with anyone anyway. [Uh. Mmmmostly.

Ah -- there, how about that be the last of the cleaning they gotta do? It's not totally spotless, but the majority of the food that sprung out's in the bags now. It's enough to satisfy her, anyway...]

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