Mawile's Kitchen

“Oh, there’s too many options to just pick a few! But I love berries!! Treats with berries in them are the sweetest. Chocolate aspear muffins... Oran berry cakes... Razz raisin cookies...!! Ah, apologies, my Mouth is drooling. I’d love to cook something for you! What’s your favorite berry?”

“... and not really. I’m the only Mawile where I’m from so everyone has always just called me that! My moms are Ampharos and Cinccino, and they’re the only of their kind at my grove as well. I think the only Pokemon I know besides you with a name is my neighbor! He’s a Parasect but we all just call him Steve. I’ve never heard of an Eon before! You seem to be quite special. I’m glad you came to talk to me :) “

~New Beginnings~ [~ Happy goodbyes to her family and neighbors with a bag packed full of her favorite berries. Mawile walked proudly and hopeful away from the grove she knew so well. She had walked this path before. Trips to the town with her mother happened infrequently but she always bought Mawile a treat from the bakery. She could almost smell the sweetness and her Mouth drooled a bit at the thought. The path she was on had a different intent, and she was alone this time. She could almost see her younger self and mom walking next to her and it makes her smile. She wants to make them both proud and open up her own restaurant, so she can create delicious treats for Pokemon that will inspire them like the bakery did for her.  Mawile greets the Pokemon she sees on the way. There are more and more now so she must be getting close. She keeps sniffing the air because she knows she’ll smell the bakery before she sees it, and she’s dying for a treat. ~] Mawile is now available for asks!  ♡