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[dunkinchili]

[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.]

Comments

[dunkinchili]

Yeah, Ash and whoever wants to come here!

I could make tarts, bet I could make some custard— no silly icebox can get in the way of that— and fruits and berries are easy to get!

[cilantro]

Right. We can always ask the rest of our house-mates if they would like to come along as well. Is there anyone that you'd like to invite along?

As for the tarts and custards, that sounds like it could be a nice and sweet taste to have--if need be, I could always go to the grocery again and pick up more supplies for other dishes to make, since our fridge is currently...missing...

[But then he's suddenly trailing off, as he's glanced over at where the ice box is...or was, more like. While they were distracted talking about their picnic idea, it appears that their fridge has mysteriously returned without their notice.

...Should they try to open it and see if the inside of it is okay?]

[dunkinchili]

[Caaautiously pulling open the refrigerator door, holding his breath, for what awaits them inside...!

Glowing white in the artificial light, their food rests neatly (aside from what suffered some disfigurement from having their containers thrown onto the floor and subsequently manhandled) on the trays. Very convenient, nicely cooled, ready for food preparation!]

Looks like we're good!

[cilantro]

[Cilan breathes a sigh of relief at that, before smiling. See, we knew that it would just be a temporary setback...]

Well, this is quite fortunate! [...Though, the fridge could potentially disappear again soon, so--] Let's take advantage of this fortuitous flavor while we can so that we can prepare for our picnic!

[dunkinchili]

Yup!

[Quickly bringing things out, because it really would be awful if it suddenly snapped shut on him, shrunk, and turned to wood again or something!]

I'll mix the custard! [The sort with egg yolk, corn starch, and vanilla, because the ones from cans don't come out smooth enough! Oh, and because Chili likes beating eggs, it's active and fun.]

[cilantro]

Excellent! [He'll trust you with that as he now turns away, talking to himself about other ideas.] Now, let's see...oh, what do you suppose would be a good drink to have? I think we still had some juice in the fridge, or I could make tea to go along with it...

[...Provided that everything else in the kitchen is still in one piece--god forbid turning around and having the stove be missing now instead or something when he tries to make tea or whatever.]

[dunkinchili]

[Please do trust him with it! He's pretty good with desert.]

Orange juice? I bet we still have plenty of that. [It's always orange juice. Do we even juice anything else in the Pokemon world?

(It'd be funny if the stove turned into a furnace, though!)]

[cilantro]

Yes--if we still have enough, then we'll be sure to bring some along with us. [Besides, making juice from things other than oranges? BLASPHEMY...] Plus, orange juice could be in good taste to have today...oh, maybe we could make some other treats to go along with it and the custards...

[...But then, perhaps after a minute or two, Chili might notice that Cilan's suddenly gone quiet. Upon inspection, he'll find his brother now staring at where the stove is...or rather, where it used to be. That sure is a very old looking stove (furnace?) that you boys have there now, it looks like it would practically fall apart if you touched it carelessly...]

[dunkinchili]

The custard's gonna be the filling for the tarts!

[Hey, why'd Cilan go quiet? Chili turned, approaching his brother and following his line of sight to the offensively dated kitchen apparatus.]

... or, you know, we could just gather some sticks and scrape two rocks together outside.

That's cool.