smash_logs | I'll have a cup of tea and tell you of my dreaming

Who: Everyone
What: DREAMS
When: A whole 24 hours spanning from September 14th-15th
Warnings: Creepy nightmares? Innuendo? I don't know, the usual.

There had been so much buzz about those stupid lollipops for weeks now. Not only out loud, but in her head - thoughts ranging from what's the deal with those things? to gotta have more to pricy as fuck. Eventually, she confused the cravings of others for her own, and it just so happened that her very own roommate had a box right on her side of the room!

Casey wasn't supposed to touch it, but she didn't see why. Money issues, or something. She didn't get the big deal about money either. She wasn't a Meowth, so there was no reason for her to have any. Therefore, the rules about it didn't apply to her.

That was her logic, anyway.

When Ai was asleep, she opened up the box and put her telekinesis to good use. Five of the candies lifted into the air - two green, three yellow - and the wrappers tore off in perfect synchronization. Too bad nobody was watching. The Abra opened her mouth wide and crammed all of them in at once, because she had no concept of savouring anything.

Shortly after, she fell asleep, the sticks still poking out of her mouth. That had to be bad for her teeth.

Soon the dreaming began...

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You ever see Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory? Jolt's dream was a lot like that.

Except instead of candy it was filled with delicious meats and foods.

Kumatora picked a freshly ripe cheeseburger off the nearest tree.

"My god, this is the greatest place in the world." She said before taking a bite.

"Isn't it absolutely awesome?" Jolt asked, pigging out on hot dogs nearby. "I never wanna go home!"

THIS IS A PRIMARY VEGETARIAN'S WORST NIGHTMARE.

SORRY N, THAT'S JUST HOW THE ANIMAL KINGDOM ROLLS.

Oh and look, there's a cuddly sparkledog nearby.

UGH UGH UGH UGH UGH UGH-- oh, look! N has encountered a sparkledoge!

N has chosen to pet the sparkledoge!

Jolt immediately had a good opinion of anyone who brought pettings.

"Hey there, Green Hair!" Hey, that came out in human english, rather than Pokespeak. Could this be the effects of the dream world? MAYBE?

N would have understood him anyway, so he didn't really pay attention either which way.

"Hello, little Jolteon," he spoke tenderly. He'd seen one of these little guys before, back when he'd asked Eevee what she wanted to do when she wanted to evolve. "Do you come from the academy?"

He petted his head in small strokes, being careful with his spikier fur.

"Sure do," he said, sitting up and looking up at the green haired boy. "Name's Jolt. I'm one of Green's team. Haven't I seen you around the academy before too?"

"I am frequently around, so you may have. You are the Pokemon of one of our RAs, then, yes?"

Green was an RA, he was sure. N had a run-in or two with him. They, uh, weren't the most pleasant, but he was still okay with the guy. He hasn't done anything to raise any red flags yet.

"My name is N."

"I sure am," he said. "N? Sound like you're from a James Bond movie," he commented.

"I see!"

A pause.

"... What is a James Bond, exactly?"

Oh.

"Don't watch movies much, do you?" he asked.

"I have watched some," asserted N with an awkward scratch at his cheek, "but I have never heard of this `James Bond` before."

Even though he's one of the most popular movie characters ever.

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"AWOOOOOOO~~~~~~~"

Looks like Kumatora wasn't the only fan of your dream, Jolt - someone was running around like Augustus Gloop except not drowning in the ground beef waterfall.

"Is this not the greatest thing you've ever seen?" Jolt asked his fellow canine.

"I'm not much of one for compliments, but blimey - I feel like I've died and gone to heaven."

All said as he was back-stroking his way through the gravy river and plucking perfectly seared filet mignon from it as they swam past in schools.

"Meat heaven."

"The best sort of heaven."

"By the way, didn't catch your name, Mandog."

"Jon Talbain. What's yours, Zapdog?"

"The name's Jolt, Snarlyface."

"You've not even seen me snarl yet, Pricklearse."

....because what even was that, was that a tail or just a bunch of spikes or what?

Still, his voice was about as jovial as it ever had been. So far as he was concerned, the little yellow guy could call him whatever he wanted. So long as Jon got to eat more sausages and swim in more gravy, it was fine.

"Touche," Jolt agreed. He definitely enjoyed poking fun at others, especially when they fought back like that, so he was definitely having fun with Jon there. "Make sure you leave some of that for the rest of us!"

"I think there's enough here for twenty of us, little fellow." Jon replied around a mouthfull of beer braised venison.

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