#askteamshelds

He's been asking Chrono on tips to swoo salamence.

“Oh right, I have to tell you about this treat. Canela NEVER let’s me do it, AHEM!”

“You’ve just ordered from our Magic Special menu. Our Sweet Pecha Vanilla Swirl is so sweet and soft on the tongue, you’ll momentarily be reminded of the nice things in your life. Many mon’s have ordered this and told us they like, don’t feel as bad about themselves, or suddenly feel at peace with what they have. I like telling customers it’s good at stopping you from becoming a huge hater nyehehe.” Flan looks over at Canela, who smiles and rolls her eyes before continuing to sweep the floor. 

“Um I feel like I’m forgetting something…hmm…hmm, Oh yea! It’s also pretty good to eat when you’re still left poisoned after a battle. It’s good flavors and good feelings all rolled together!”

Dish’s Profile: A soft vanilla flavored sponge cake, containing lightly sweetened lychee whipped cream with diced pecha berries inside. On top lay two slices of Pecha Berry that are packed with sweet juice, which has begun to run down the dollop of whipped cream placed beneath it. The tender sugary flavors can rise up any positive feelings that may be hidden in your heart and soul, and gently remind you that what you have and who you are can be enough, for now.

“The recent months have been filled with, rather a lot of turmoil. But there are those moments blessed with cherished memories.

I would like to keep the rest open for now though. There is a lot I would like to share with my children come the time, and only so much space in this little book.

Yemir had been screeching like a lunatic the whole entire time. Her determination to smash the birds into a greasy pulp burning in her eyes. At least, until a familiar voice called out to her. Briefly pausing, the Gallade turned her head to the side, seeing the familiar Gengar, Tums. “Not now, Tums! Can’t you see I’m trying to give these no good- What’s this about pokemon as big as me now?” Without another word, Yemir hurled the tree at the birds like an oversized spear before rushing up to the jolly ghost.

“You better not be shitting me, Tums. No one likes to get shit on! Unless yer a plant. But plants are weird!,” Yemir grunted, squishing Tums’ face with anticipation as her eyes practically bulged out of her skull in excitement.

“How big are these giants?”

“How strong are they?!”

“How many of them are there?!”