Chu-e was having a blast.

All decked out in his spiffy Barista outfit the Meowth had forced on him, Chu-e was in his element. He loved cooking. Loved being in the kitchen. In fact, he loved it so much, he was lowkey bullying priam conrad out of joining in this round. More cooking for him.

While oscar clayton's weird pokemon was holding down the sandwich, his Comfey used her Vine Whip to fit everything together. When it was done, his Mawile licked it and got nasty drool all over it to cover it in her Sweet Scent. Well, he wasn't eating it.

"Hey Zac! Order's up!" He yelled to Zac Ramsay, which is written strange cause I need to tag him.

Oscar's previous pokemon had been returned, and the next order had been called. Things became chaotic immediately as Tapu Bulu tried to help with its horrific green thumb powers. Pressed into a counter between a giant eggplant and a massive turnip, Oscar struggled to find what was needed for their new dishes.

His concentration was further broken by an inquiry from Priam, to which Oscar struggled to respond. "Well ummm--does trying to kill me count? Y'know, that's kinda like ghosting. I-I'm sorry Priam I'm not in the right headspace to think on that. These ingredients make no fuckin' sense. How do you put love into a shake? Actually don't answer that. I have an idea."

With a great deal of wiggling and writhing, Oscar would manage to pull a pokeball from his belt and open it. A pikachu would be revealed, and the poor dear would be immediately terrified by his surroundings. Oscar snapped his fingers to get his attention, comically arching his arm over the eggplant toward the shake being prepared nearby. "Yo Polka, give that shake a smooch for me. Go go go hurry." Polka recovered from his shock, leaping up onto the counter and toward the shake. After a moment of confused hesitation, Polka would lean in to deliver a Sweet Kiss upon the glass. That should do the trick.

Chu-e Choi, Zac Ramsay, priam conrad

Chu-e is intently working the knives. He's so focused on chopping up a carrot, he doesn't notice how Bulu makes it grow WHILE chopping it. To him, that bitch is just super long.

"Huh?" He glances up and looks around, confused at the mess, but determinedly shoves as much of the produce out of way- maybe crushing oscar clayton a little more with that turnip. Sorry, dude.

"Aren't you and Bryan trying to get ass-pregnant or something?" Is what he finally answers priam conrad. He's been so focused on calling out a small army of Ice-Using pokemon to blast this weird shaved ice. "Zac is too into Biomes for you anyway, Priam. You got lucky."

He still winked to Zac Ramsay, teasing.

"Order up!" He calls out to Strings, right as his Alolan Ninetails, Snom, and Vaporeon use a blasting of ice moves. An Aurora Beam, Powder Snow, and Ice Beam respectively.

The urge to want to run a clean kitchen told Chu-e to try and nip this whole 'ghosted on a date' thing in the bud.

The gay bitch who thrived on drama was louder so he stayed quiet just to watch whatever the hell was going on between Zac Ramsay and priam conrad.

Staying carefully silent, Chu-e called back his gaggle of ice users and instead called out his shiny Alcremie. She was basically just a living pile of whipped cream so she probably knew how to Decorate cupcakes.

When she had arranged all the little bits and bobbles on a plate, Chu-e pushed it towards oscar clayton.

Oscar, still trapped in his vegetable prison, craned his head to get a better look at Priam. "A lot more blood." He said with a nod. "It's a balance though, you don't wanna look like a horror movie slasher. That ain't hot. Yet."

Oscar had already switched out his pokemon, exchanging pikachu with Zoroark and Salazzle. Zoroark helped Hone the Claws of Zac's Sandshrew, allowing for a nice clean cut for its Fury Swipes. Meanwhile Salazzle lazily used Flamethrower to cook the patty and toast the bun, wondering why the fuck she was being asked to cook. Weren't pokemon supposed to fight? What a joke.

Oscar was finally fed up with being pinned by veggies, and began to struggle to squeeze himself free. Even with his thin frame, it proved to be an ordeal. Finally his pride caved in and he let out a defeated sigh. "Hey guys, I'm stuck. Can I get some help?" His tone seemed very soft and helpless, an amusing shift for the hardened beast.

Zac Ramsay, Chu-e Choi, priam conrad

"It's not hot if you're a coward." Chu-e, being a weak and sickly twink in his own right, chose to ignore oscar clayton's pleading and focus on the next order that was slipped through to them. He squinted at the instructions, he didn't really understand, but started to make a nice dough for the pizza anyway.

He called out his Mudsdale, which crowed the already overstuffed kitchen, her powerful hooves being able to Bulldoze the dough as it rose to help Chu-e beat the shit out of it. It made sense. Don't worry about it.

When she was done, she began to eat one of the larger veggies crushing Oscar yet didn't actually dislodge it.

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