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POSTED ON May 15, 2022 19:45:46 GMT

Ever since his Palentine's gift he'd been looking to crack the code as it were on a good recipe for home-processed honey.

That Shining Galarian Glaze was something special and like any other jerk looking to expand his skill set the Husband-to-be sought to cut out the middle man. If he could make his own honey he could make his own variants. Maybe if he did it right he and Cait could start a business and heal the world with honey.

Or at least improve the taste standards for tea in Hoenn.

He hadn't anticipated Cait coming along, but he couldn't keep her barefoot and in the house forever. It was a good day for some fun in the sun and the girls needed the sunlight, lest they end up as pale as daddy.

"The air is so thick with heat I can chew on it and burn my tongue." Meet the fire-tamer who complains about humidity.

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POSTED ON May 15, 2022 20:21:09 GMT

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traveling with the twins in tow proved to be... interesting. it presented a few challenges, but it was worth introducing them to new environmental stimuli. the climate of mt. pyre dramatically differed from that of fortree; the amount of warmth and the taste of the air noticeably different. while enca didn't appear to be effected in the least - primose barely tolerated the change.

the girl whined and fussed non-stop before she eventually settled, effectively calmed once she was placed within her daddy's arms for a prolonged period of time.

"enca doesn't mind it as much," cait commented.

while primrose was presently being carried by her gardevoir, the young mother had taken to carrying enca; who barely reacted to the humidity as her round eyes took everything in.

"but primrose and i certainly do."

the woman frowned slightly at their surroundings... because it reminded her of stormy.

"maybe we should have went to the beach," she remarked.

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POSTED ON May 15, 2022 20:28:23 GMT

"I think you're right." There wasn't any honey at the beach, unless you counted all the hunnies on the beach.

A side-eye Cait couldn't see pondered how long he had before Cait got her sweet-tooth back.

He was more than enough spice in her life but she had a taste for sugar he didn't expect her to abandon completely. His ego left enough for her to keep that side of herself. So long as her ego left only enough room for him to be the only him she had.

Not that any of that mattered now, they were up their eyes in the bliss of their happy little family.

He stopped to check on Prim in the middle of her discomfort. He knelled down to get his face close to her face and his voice gently into her ear. "Don't be upset PeePee; Daddy just wants to ruin an industry with his meddling, it wont take much longer."

Her fidgeting made it easy to see her scalp and the frizzing of her hair. "Not a fan of what the humidity is doing to her either." Turned out Prim was just like her father in 'that' sense; tropically annoyed.

From his backpack he fetched a pokeball and tiny snom was called to the rescue.

Sitting the shoulder of Gardevoir it cooled her vicinity to quell Prim's poor disposition.

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POSTED ON May 15, 2022 21:21:11 GMT

the topic of their intimacy had been brought up only occasionally following enca and primrose's birth. she had needed time to recover - followed by her schedule being filled with filled diapers, copious amount of baby powder, bottled milk and chores. their moments had been restricted to 'grandparent mondays' and whenever she allowed her pokemon to take over watching the children.

her sex drive had decreased, but it was gradually building back up to what it once was.

"so we're looking for a tree?"

the snom helped quite a bit, with primrose quieting as cool air brushed gently against her skin. her gaze had followed her father, the girl having already decided to favor her sire.

"if it's honey you want we have a decent supply at home."

cait had two vespiquen that she tasked with occasionally delivering a jar of the stuff. it lasted them for several months and tasted just fine.

'now i'm curious how mt. pyre honey tastes like in comparison.'

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POSTED ON May 15, 2022 22:09:44 GMT

"I know, but. . ." He needed as many samples as he could to properly start experimenting with new flavors.

"There was a report of a tree slathered in honey around here somewhere." All signs pointed to a poké-prank but the species of tree was one that produced sap.

Even if the honey was applied by an external source the sap itself could still be the basis for a new recipe. It wouldn't quite be honey if its basis was tree sap but maybe that was the difference needed to make something special.

Now he just had to find the damn thing.

Typlosion let out a yawn, the resting place for fallen souls gave the living apparition an edge of peace and comfort. As his emotional support pokémon after the whole 'went to another world and got his head smashed in by hallucinations of himself' thing; they bonded fairly quickly after the extra-dimensional energy evolved him into whatever he was now.

A 200 lbs fiery-ghost loaf.

"I know it was around here somewhere." Onward he went letting his instinct guide him to one of the tallest trees he could find. "Why didn't they tag the damn thing with coordinates." In the back of his mind some other thing he had forgotten was floating to the surface of this thoughts.

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POSTED ON May 16, 2022 1:30:44 GMT

in comparison to senon's typhlosion, her own pure fire-type was... rambunctious. at the moment she persisted on wandering ahead, openly relishing the climate and the change of scenery. she'd roll in the soot-covered earth or nibble experimentally at the dry grasses. amusedly enough, she was also partially fixated on her male and transformed counterpart.

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it wasn't unusual to see her nipping lightly at the underside of his jaw, before hopping away in a playful motion as she attempted to bait him closer. cait had to shoo her away multiple times with a firm tone behind the command, causing the pokemon to give a little huff before she returned to sniffing at a nearby tree that was utterly barren in honey.

"sorry, typholsion," cait said, directing the apology at her fiancee's companion. "i think she's close to being in season since summer's coming around. so she's in a strange mood."

the woman pulled her attention away from the fire-type, deciding to rely upon her own experience as a botanist as she pointed in a seemingly random direction.

"let's try over there. there's a little more shade and the grass is healthier down that way as well. just barely - but that tells me that there's possibly a water source nearby. which means there may be more trees we can look over."

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POSTED ON May 16, 2022 1:38:45 GMT

Watching the female fire-type made her bid and shoot her shot as it were reminded him of himself in his thirstiest moments.

The lady Typlosion was coming off more charming that he probably did. With all the ambient life in the 'air' poké-eggs were popping out like coins from a busted slot at the Game Corner.

"Maybe we should let them range together back home." If she was entering into heat she might be a problem for everyone else until her problem was solved.

-and who didn't think Cyndaquil pups were cuties.

"Speaking of while the season is in maybe we should find a mate for old Bulba." He doesn't have much time left was the thought Senon kept to himself. Cait knew better than anyone. "Be nice for him to pass on some mannerisms and memories to his progeny."

From the corner or his vision an organic spire reached for the clouds. It was the towering Tree that Pierced the Heavens over in Sootopolis, even here on Mt. Pyre he could see it dominate the space around it.

Imagine the sap inside that tree.

Taking her advice to find a shaded section of trees he took his shades and slipped them onto Cait's face so his bare eyes could assess the area.

"If you get all agricultural on me out here." He stepped into the wood looking for even the slightest sheen on the tree bark to indicate the presence of running sap. "We'll end up flattening the tall grass." It was always a turn-on to see her in her element. Punny.

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POSTED ON May 16, 2022 4:41:54 GMT

"typhlosion. you know what? i'm half-tempted to say yes. maybe she'll settle down after a litter or two. as long as yours is interested, of course."

she was considering returning the pokemon, as the female made yet another attempt at playfully butting her head against the male. the first suggestion was an good one - but the second...

"he's old, baby," cait responded, plainly. "i highly doubt he has much of an interest in that anymore. then again - i did see a documentary about really old couples being super - well -active."

at the moment the old grass-type was in a passable state. but he was sleeping far more than when he had initially been surrendered into her care - and cait often prodded him whenever she feared he had departed in his sleep. she was usually rewarded with raspy grumbles, the pokemon turning his bleary gaze upon her.

"...!"

cait blinked as her vision was abruptly submerged in a partial darkness, the presence of the shades startling her somewhat. she didn't immediately remove them, instead quirking a brow at her husband-to-be. enca giggled at the sight of her mother, having never before seen the woman with such a strange accessory.

"you sure whatever you're looking for is out here?"

she tilted her sunglasses up, squinting a little as her gaze narrowed in on tree after tree. they were widely spread apart, thankfully enough - and the ground was blessedly even here.

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POSTED ON May 16, 2022 6:24:50 GMT

Cait was the real student of nature out here, Sénon just got paid to walk around, point at things and yell at other things. Case in point, taking a few more steps he pointed out a tree with a small hole in it the the size and shape of a Trumbeak's ....beak.

To which the Head Ranger pointed at it and loudly proclaimed "Found it!"

A viscous flow of amber trailed down for an inch or so before coagulating onto the tree bark. On its backside a large splotch of actual honey and a couple species of bug-type feasting on the sweet of it.

Taking out his phone his marked the tree's coordinates for follow up, he'd take a sap sample today and mark the notate the area for a follow up about the strange honey on the back.

In the meantime while they were here he could stop in and see the Ferryman. It would totally blow samuel carter 's mind to see rowdy little Sénon Game had kids now.

Kanto was in a bad way but its people lived on.

Turning back to Cait in his shades he grinned at her in a way he'd done hundreds of times by now. "You look good in those." Her face just seemed to perfectly frame any pair of glasses or shades. "I-"

His flirting was cut short as Chimchar returned from somewhere climbing up him and perching on his backpack waving a pack of Carrot Seeds at him; his pack of Carrot Seeds.

(

)

Given there still a few left, he dropped the last of the seeds on the ground gently pushing them in the dirt. The rest he left to chance; maybe they'd germinate, maybe they wouldn't.

"Wait a minute. . ." He pondered aloud watching the Ghost-type make the attempt to tolerate the female vying for its attention. "Waitttt a minute." Sénon pinched the bridge of his nose trying to lock in on a fleeting thought.

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POSTED ON May 17, 2022 9:46:45 GMT

her cheeks warm a little in response to the compliment.

"do i?"

she was relieved when he located his prize, bouncing enca lightly as she began to fuss.

'i think they need to eat soon.'

the pack she wore contained two filled bottles containing her breastmilk that would effectively satiate the twins. cait typically wore breast pumps during her chores so she could prep future meals for the girls. it was a pricey purchase for the newest model; but it was well-worth it.

"you hungry, baby?"

she checked on primrose as well, who was in a similar enough state.

"senon, the girls need to eat soon. we should find someplace to settle for a little while."

cait noticed senon's contemplative expression shortly after.

"something wrong?"

her attention flitted toward the tree, noting the glistening honey.

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