What the actual fuck. Did kyle really just ask him what one of his pokemon he would eat. There was even a dystopian scenario added to the question, it was just raw and un cut.

Morgan could not help but just look at kyle in a shocked manner. "uhh." the blonde individual had to think of an answer before he could even reply, but before morgan could even ask kyle the same question he had already pointed at one of his dogs.

Morgan quickly whittled down the list to two pokemon, which was his fraxure and swablu, but then again it wasnt a hard decision. Fraxure had too many scales and swablu was soft like a chicken. "Uh, it'd probably be swablu."

"swablu, huh?"

kyle folds his arms, contemplating on morgan's answer. it does appear to be kind of plump, not to mention that he probably won't lose much in his team objectively speaking. it might have been the most logical answer for morgan to give to him in accordance to his question, to be honest.

a question lingers in his head when he starts to wonder on how to prepare a swablu dish in his mind. though some of them may not be rare, their anatomy might not be as common knowledge as they are commonly seen.

he turns to morgan, asking the question bluntly and without remorse.

"their wings though... how much of it is fluff and how much is actual meat?"

To be frank this was a strange sort of conversation with kyle but he thought why not entertain it for a while and see what else he would come up with. "I actually have no idea. I assume its just an outer layer like your pooch's fur." Morgan stated this in tandem with his gesturing towards the dark type pokemon.

"Better yet, Kyle. How bout some turtle??" Morgan stated this upon seeing the fire type pokemon torkoal slowly passing them as they wandered around. Throwing a spare pokeball morgan attempted to catch the fire type pokemon.

"I have a question for you though. What does dog meat taste like?"

"i haven't tasted it yet."

kyle starts to go through what he has read online about dog meat on his head. he contemplated on trying it before whenever the pups started to wail on him with their cries and whines, stopping only because he already sunk in time and money on them and he did not want to waste any of those.

"i might try it though just for the experience. not the ones i own though. they're already worth more than a meal's worth just from their shots alone."

the growlithe shows up in their view as it walks over to the torkoal that just eluded the capture. suddenly, their topic has some relevance to what was actually happening in front of them.

"you wanna try dog meat now?"

Do I want to try dog meat now? This was a question sort of caught morgan off guard, especially considering that its a well known fact that kyle is the regions most advocate lover of dog pokemon. Looking at kyle through weary eyes, morgan agreed with the nodding of his head and followed by an uneasy "sure..."

Morgan was eyeing up the dark type doggo that currently was with them. He could of been talking about his own dog could he?

Before morgan could even think the pokeball that was holding the torkoal that he just attempted to catch broke. The wild pokemon clearly was not happy thus charged towards kyle and himself. Taking things into his own hand before his compadre got involved, not that kyle would do anything anyway.

Taking out one his own pokemom, his fraxure he pointed out towards the charging fire type and commanded it to attack. "Attack it with guillotine." Thankfully the pokemon was not the fasted out there and had a hard time changing direction when morgans dragon attacked it.

with the attack connecting he threw another pokeball in an attempt to attack it.

the growlithe runs away after the torkoal attacks. a frown appears on his expression as he laments on the lost opportunity on getting his dog counts higher than they currently are. he could have called it gerik or something.

"i thought you wanted dog meat..."

he watches forlornly as the growlithe leaves the scene. he shrugs the fleeting emotion away however, as he turns back to morgan.

"let's leave that topic behind for now." it was just a passing thought that he had suddenly blurted out after all. whether he comes back to it or not depends on his mood, he supposed."what are you up to right now? i think noelle said she wasn't seeing enough of you."

‘When has noelle ever been interested in what I do?’ 

Morgan said this relatively bluntly towards his dog enthusiast companion. “Shes usually worries about what mateo and the brash ones antics, im just a passing thought”

his words were quite saddening to hear as his own family seemed to car more about others than himself but atleast Kyle seemed to worry about him. “Say what have you been up to recently?”

the lack of response from kyle indicated that something was wrong. Turning around morgan had failed to spot his friend, meaning that somehow the two of them had gotten separated. 

It was not uncommon for this to happen but considering he was with kyle, the dog extraordinaire, morgan found it quite worrying. 

"kyle?" morgan shouted but got no response. turning round on the path he was on he began looking for his friend.