Though he wasn't one for getting his hands dirty, it seemed necessary as he patted down the soil and watered it. At least from there, he could let his seed begin to sprout. Fritz dusted off his gloves and soon removed them. As he looked up at the twelve associates that they managed to wrangle, Fritz couldn't help but flash a smile at them, then turn his attention to Aimee. While the sun had been quite a bit, it was necessary on a day like this. Fritz decided that at least for now, they could use something to cool them down. Fritz threw out his Lapras and gave the creature a gentle pat on the head.

"Hey sweetheart, do you think you could give us a bit of an ice beam to help cool things down?"

The Lapras gave a gleeful sound as it fired off an ice beam to help cool off the area a little bit. At least with that out of the way, they could focus. His attention turned to Aimee in particular as he gave a nod to let her know he had a place in mind.

"I'm thinking the best place would be Mauville City. After all, we're dabbling in the social aspects, are we not? Best to move close to the most sociable city."

But surely a sociable city like Mauville would be weary to their approach. That meant they had to approach it with a bit of charisma in their step. They didn't want to cause any distress and ruin their setup, right? But now was the time to map everything out, to decide what they wanted and how they wanted to do it.

Fritz unraveled the picnic blankets and laid them out accordingly. Fritz figured the best course of action was to offer a taste of home on his behalf. He sat a bowl over a makeshift fire and carefully began to fan it. Some precooked burger was broken up and thrown into the mixture and soon he began to stir it carefully as though waiting for it to thicken. He'd grown fond of the curry craze from Galar, so this little picnic made him feel a lot less homesick.

"Aimee, if you could get the plates ready with some rice, we can start serving this out."

Perhaps it was his focus on the cooking, but he hadn't realized he'd called her by name for once. In the meantime, Fritz's Tinkaton seemed to toddle over to Aimee and her Fuecoco, opening her arms as though trying to convey that she wanted to play with the fire croc.

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although the fuecoco was intimidated by the pink thing with the fuck-off hammer, it seemed to somehow find the color of its frame endearing enough to offer a small clawed hand forward in familiarity. with a whined out coo, it hid its face with the other claw as if bracing itself to be thrown like a baseball at any given moment. aisle 39 couldn't help but giggle at this scene, urging her pepper forward with a small push on its back. the fire croc blushed at this and huffed out a soft bit of smoke from its nostrils and stood its ground, pushing out its hand in a more demanding manner as if to say to take it. baby steps, but steps were being taken to be more strong.[break]
"ok! i think these people could use some fattening up. this one in particular looks like a scarecrow," ainsley said with a pointed stare at one of the new units that looked up and down himself to see what she was meaning. some other units seemed to snicker and agree, pointing out the muck on their shoes and clothes they had gotten from helping aimee bury her gracidea seed. he looked tattered and it was aimee's fault, but did she care? absolutely not. "and if we all get food poisoning, that just gives us a chance to miss work." another sideways comment, though aimee said this in a singsong note - obviously not directly meaning to be sideways, but doing so by her typical choice in diction and already imagining herself turning in sick and enjoying her day painting her nails and doing her hair.[break]
"but, like, fritzy poo, what are we supposed to do with all these mouths to feed?" mid-placing the last plate down, the pink-green haired big titted bitch found herself quaking. "i ain't know nothing about raising these many babies!" going to fritz directly, tears in her eyes, she held onto his collar with unnatural force. "I'M NOT READY TO BE A MOM!" with a sharp 180 in mood, she giggled again and one could see her round anime blush on her cheeks.[break]
"unless you'd be the dad?"[break]

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