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POSTED ON Feb 14, 2020 4:05:30 GMT

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Looking down at the cleared counter, he shivers upon touching the sticky dough in front of him. His face contorting in disgust as he pulls his hand away, tugging and stretching the dough in the process. He hangs his hand at face level, letting his wrist go limp as he tries to shake off the excess dough still clinging onto his hand.

"Right mate, I'm clearly doing something wrong." he expresses with disappointment. His Rotom phone hovers around overhead, his eyes squinting as he stares closely to the screen. "I coulda sworn I followed Gran's recipe to the t..."

He nervously glances over to the clock realizing that she'd be arriving soon. He lets out a panicked groan - his hands tugging at his hair in frustration. Suddenly he falls into a deep silence the slow recognition of what he had just done flooding his mind. Pulling his right hand away from his hair, he looks down at the sticky hand and lets out another scream, trying to rush over to the sink behind him. The sound of clutter can be heard dropping to the ground as he quickly soaks his hair with running water.

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POSTED ON Feb 17, 2020 1:14:59 GMT

Gemma adjusts the nice blouse she’s put on, as well as the dress slacks she’s picked out for tonight’s... date? Was it a date? She takes a deep breath, because she’s taking a risk by going to someone else’s apartment — let alone someone who can easily overpower her — but she knows it’s irrational to think that about everyone. Especially Pierce.

Coming up to the door, she raises her fist and knocks a couple of times, before cupping the handle and opening it up. He had told her he might have his hands full, so... When she opens the door, she licks her lips and peeks around at the apartment, before swallowing and stepping inside. ”Pierce? I’m a little early — my cab drove like a madman —“ Gemma slips off her heels and steps further into the apartment, before stopping short when she sees him.

With his head in the sink.

Trying to remove a mass of flour gunk.

Gemma snorts a laugh and covers her mouth, looking at the mess. ”Wh-what are you doing?” She chuckles and crosses the kitchen, plucking a glob of flour from his hair. How charmingly disarming. ”You’re a mess...” Her eyes scan the kitchen. ”Are you... baking for me, tonight?” Her eyes light up.

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POSTED ON Feb 20, 2020 15:49:38 GMT

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He looks over to Gemma slack jawed and wide eyed as she enters the kitchen. There’s a sense of disbelief as he suddenly remembers his promise of leaving the door unlocked should he not answer the door right away. Quickly reaching over his head, he shuts the faucet off, straightening his back in the process only to hit his head against the metal tip. ”OW!” he yelps out in pain.

Suddenly sobered by the painful experience, he reaches to the side to swipe a few paper towels to dry his hair. His cheeks are flustered pink, reddening as each second passes by. He feels her delicate fingers pluck away at the glob of dough still stuck in his hair. Thankfully the water seemed to do the trick as he was worried it’d end up like gum and he’d have to shave his hair.

”Ah, that was the plan. I wanted to bake you an appletun-themed pie...” he chuckles with slight regret. Despite all of his bluster, he’s still a terrible baker. ”Well, it’s really just an apple pie, nothing really special about it. Gran used to do some little things to make it look like an Appletun.” He’s rambling. He’s totally rambling. This is just embarrassing.

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POSTED ON Feb 21, 2020 2:39:07 GMT

Smiling softly at Pierce as he sheepishly explains his plan, she brushes some of his hair back from his forehead, fingers lingering on his skin. Then, blushing, she backs up and clears her throat, before patting her hands on her thighs. "Well! It seems salvageable." She smiles and turns away, sauntering over to the counter top where the mass of mushy dough sits.

Slowly, she glances over the recipe and licks her lips, before pulling a hair tie from around her wrist and tying her hair up with it. "So, I think if we add more flour and try not to over-work the dough, and cut in some really really cold butter, it should be okay." Gemma glances over her shoulder, smiling at him.

"So how about you grab some butter, and I'll start trying to make this crust dough into something manageable..." She starts adding flour, bringing the sticky mess into a less-wet ball.

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POSTED ON Feb 27, 2020 19:57:48 GMT

He’s lost to her warm touch and soft gaze. Still feeling flustered over the embarrassment from earlier he lets out a loud groan as he squats downwards, hiding his face with his arms. How is he supposed to cope with the butterflies in his heart? This is nothing like standing on the mount in the middle of a giant stadium full of spectators... If it isn’t for the fact that they’re standing right in his own apartment, he might have just run straight out the door at this point.

Hearing her voice, he spryly hops back to his feet, feeling suddenly sober. The anxiety written on his face is gone; though he can still feel his heart race. ”Okay, okay. That sounds good. Butter.” He’s starting to mumble as he quickly pops his head into the fridge, rummaging through it like a mad-man.

Pulling out a fresh stick of butter, he slaps it down onto the table with a wide grin. ”Right mate, so what’s next then?” he asks as he watches her work her magic to salvage the mess he’d left over.

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POSTED ON Feb 27, 2020 21:52:10 GMT

"Just cutting in the butter, and hoping it all comes together." Gemma laughs softly and tilts her head back and up to look at him. For a moment, she debates her next words, before looking back to the dough. She hums and starts cutting in the butter with the flour, until the dough forms something much more... shaggy.

Perfect.

"You know, you don't have to call me mate - I mean..." She wipes her wrist across her forehead and chin, before clearing her throat. "This is a date, right?" Gemma glances over to him again, cheeks flushed.

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POSTED ON Feb 28, 2020 21:56:07 GMT

It’s not hard for him to feel slightly envious about Gemma’s ability to cook; after all, food can be extremely comforting, and everyone appreciates a person that can present a good meal. After flubbing his attempt at baking a pie, he can only rely on her to fix his shortcomings. In hindsight it’s frustrating, but he can’t help but appreciate her willingness to put up with his mistakes.

Is it hot in here? Pierce silently laments after hearing her question. If his face were to turn any redder than it already was, one might think he was suffocating.

”Well, yeah, it is.” he says somewhat sheepishly. His hand reaches out to grab ahold of the dough now that it’s ready only to briefly brush her hand. Feeling her hand brush against his, he almost yanks it back, but manages to grab ahold of it. Feeling its shaggy firmness, he reminisces about how his gran would knead the dough and begins to do the same. Despite his awkward motions, there’s some slight confidence in the way he kneads the dough.

”Aside from flattening this out the recipe just calls for slicing some apples and melting down some caramel. So, uh. After we put this into the oven, how do you feel about cracking open a bottle of wine and grabbing something to eat? We can call for some take-out and watch a movie?” he sheepishly asks while trying to hide the redness of his cheeks.

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POSTED ON Feb 28, 2020 22:25:46 GMT

Gemma blinks as he helps her knead and then roll out the dough. She reminds him not to make it too smooth or it won’t be flaky, before patting his hand and going over to the sink to rinse her hands off. When he suggests what they do with the rest of their night, she grins over her shoulder.

"That sounds nice! What do you want to get? There’s some curry places around that you might like." Gemma dries her hands and heads over to the purse she had abandoned on the foyer floor, pulling out a bottle of wine and wiggling it. "Looks like we had the same idea on the wine, though." She laughs softly and sets it onto the counter, holding onto the neck of it. "Maybe we’ll have to drink two." She comments cheekily, before pulling back to go over to the fridge.

There, she finds the apples and some caramel sauce they can heat up, and returns to Pierce, holding the abundance in her arms. "Ready, captain."

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POSTED ON Mar 1, 2020 1:03:13 GMT

Definitely feeling much more confident with Gemma around, Pierce reaches down into some cupboards and pulls out a nice pot for them to melt down the caramel. His Rotom phone floats around, self-scrolling the instructions to the caramel part. Glancing over it, he sets the heat to medium and waits for the pot to properly heat up. As he does so, he begins to set the dough against a glass bowl.

Looking back at Gemma, his eyes seem to sparkle upon hearing the word curry. ”You know what, curry sounds fantastic! There’s a pretty good curry recipe involving apples, so curry in general would go pretty swell with the pie.”

He hovers a hand over the pot to feel out the heat and quickly sets the caramel inside. Pulling out a large wooden spoon, he gently stirs it. ”Would you be able to help slice the apples?” he asks, briefly glancing over to Gemma. ”We just need to slice the apples and melt down the caramel. Throw in some cinnamon, pop the pie in the oven, then we should be good to order some food.”

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POSTED ON Mar 3, 2020 20:53:17 GMT

"Okay, curry it is." Gemma smiles, watching him work on getting the pie crust ready. Her eyes follow his hands as he sets up the caramel to melt, and then he turns back to her, and she blushes. Because she was just blatantly standing there staring at him.

"Apples?" Gemma glances down at the apples she had placed on the counter. "Apples! Oh! Yes. I can get those ready..." She busies her hands with peeling and slicing up the apples as quickly as she can, humming to herself as she does so.

Her cheeks are still tinged pink from staring at him earlier, but she takes a deep breath to look over at him. "So, how's work? I had some days off, so I haven't been able to see you for a few days. Anything new and exciting?" Gemma smiles at him, dropping the apples into a bowl for the other ingredients to be added when they're ready.

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POSTED ON Mar 9, 2020 18:25:44 GMT

”Well...” his voice trails off as he ponders deeply. He hadn’t thought much about his plans since coming over to Hoenn. Honestly, he feels lost and unsure of himself. The confidence he had during the championship long since gone. ”I’m thinking of challenging the gyms here.” he says sheepishly, feeling that this is a sore spot for himself.

Reaching out to grab the bowl, he gently pats each apple slice down with a dry paper towel before placing them over the uncooked pie crust. Once he does that, he takes the hot caramel and slowly lathers them over the still crisp apples. He can smell the sweet scent of the melted caramel and his mouth slightly waters. He gives Gemma a bright grin.

Seeing her stare, he purposefully leans inwards. ”So, what kind of movie are you feeling up to watching tonight?” he says somewhat teasingly. He lets out a low chuckle as he whistles at the Rotom phone. Hearing him, it floats closer and quickly pulls open the Pokedash app, remembering their conversation about ordering food. Pierce places an order for extra spicy curry and passes it over to the girl beside him. ”What about you?”

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POSTED ON Mar 9, 2020 20:35:57 GMT

"Mmm? That's great, Pierce! I'm so excited for you. I haven't even challenged the gyms yet." She laughs softly and grins at him, because the only way to react - given how upset he is about Galar - is to be positive. He would win! He was a great trainer.

When he gets closer, Gemma sucks in a tight breath, eyes going wide. Her heart hammers a little harder in her chest as he leans in, asking her what kind of movie she wants to watch. She's not fussy, though. The last movie she watched was an action one - so maybe something a little calmer. Unless he was insinuating that they weren't actually going to watch the movie? Her cheeks flush again, turning a soft pink as she fumbles with cleaning her hands after handling the apples.

"Oh, uhm... I'm not picky! Perhaps a comedy?" She licks her lips and glances up shyly as the rotom phone hovers over to her. With a soft smile, she browses the menu, before picking the same thing - but with different veggies added. "I love spice, let's do it." Gemma pauses. "... The curry, I mean - not - " Her hands raise up, palms facing him. "Not like that! I mean, not that it wouldn't be - nice - what? Oh my goodness, I'm -" Gemma takes a deep breath and exhales slowly.

"Spicy curry for the both of us." Her hands raise to her face, covering it as her new shortened locks fall out of the bun she had tied, settling in a little wave in front of her hands. "Good grief, I'm a mess." She laughs at herself.