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Test Drive
The Harvest Moon Test Drive!
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EVENTS
1. Farmer Noob - Water the crops. Brush the cows. Feed the dogs. Harvest the babies. Put chickens in the beehives. ...Maybe you could use a little help.
2. Pokemon Quality Time - So you've got yourself a new Pokemon! Now what? Do the two of you get along? Are you still butting heads even after weeks of getting to know each other? Whatever the case, you're not giving up, that Pokemon will be your friend!
3. Courtship - There's a special someone in town you've got your eye on. Bring them their favorite gifts and they'll have no choice but to like you! ...That IS their favorite gift, right? Because if it's a horror gift, you're doomed to die alone.
4. Rivals! - There's just something about that other person that drives you. Is it respect and a desire to prove yourself to them? Are they obnoxiously smug? Did you make a stupid promise as children that if the other person beats you to the Elite Four you'll have to marry them? Whatever the reason, there's only one way to settle this, and that's with a Pokemon battle!
5. Competition - Who grows the best crops? Who's got the best sheep? Who can cook the most delicious Cheese Drink? Put your skills on display and impress EVERYONE.
6. Sick Friends - Uh oh, you forgot to put the cow in last night and it got harassed by a wild dog. Now it's stressed out and unhappy! Or maybe your Pokemon is just feeling a little under the weather. Or maybe it's you who stayed up too late plowing the fields and now you're suffering the consequences. Good thing you've got a friend who knows how to make everything better. Or worse. ...Much, much worse...
7. Typhoon/Blizzard - The storm outside is so rough, you don't dare venture outside unless there's an emergency. Better stay in, hopefully with some good company, and take it easy for just one day. Or if you're really
8. Blasting Off Again! - Those Team Rocket goons are up to no good, and no one is surprised! What are they up to this time? Stealing Pokemon? Robbing a Pokemon Center? Blackmailing a gym leader? You can't let them get away with this! Unless you're playing a member of Team Rocket, in which case, no one can stop you now, bwah ha ha ha ha!
9. Training - Whether you're leveling up a Pokemon, teaching it a new move, foraging for items in the wild, fishing, mining, cooking, tending your fields, or any other number of activities, the only way to get good is to practice. Perhaps someone can offer you a hand, or if you're really lucky, they'll be impressed as you show off your finely-honed skills.
10. Wild Pokemon Attack - Shit! SHIT! There's a dustcloud full of rampaging angry Pokemon and they want blood! There's no way you can take them on with the Pokemon you have (if you have any at all!). Help, someone! Anyone! SHIIIIITTTTT!
Lusamine | Pokemon Sun Moon Anime | OTA
Aaaaaah! Nothing like watering the plants on a bright day, isn't that right Clefable?
Clef!
[See the new farmer working hard, dressed in overalls and wearing a hat to stave off the sun. She's humming to herself and some of the day is wearing on her, but she's ready for the challenge. She's got to provide, right?]
[Later on you can see her chasing chickens around, stamping her foot when things don't go according to plan. Help?]
5. Competition!
[What better way to compete is in a leg race? Lusamine is cheering on her Pokemon as they chase after the others, holding up her hand.]
Go, Go Salazzle! Go, you can do it!
FARMERTIME
HM-! [When at least One errant chicken starts to break into his own field, he's snatched it immediately. Gotta be fast with chickens-grab and grab with the wings, lest they flap.] Don't even think of it-!
[Okay, chicken caught, and...] ...Hmnn. ...Now, who do you belong to..
Re: FARMERTIME
Thanks so much for grabbing her for me!
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He is nothing but smiles as he does so however, beaming.] Aaah, it is nothing, Miss-! Though, just how long did she evade your capture...?
[It occurs to him that, well. He's not exactly seen this hen around, let alone Lusamine herself.]
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#5
[Kimberly had no horse in this race. Literally. She really wants a Ponyta, but her luck hasn't been ideal in catching one. She can at least show up to cheer on the other racers, though, and Lusamine has always been super nice to her.]
[So she holds to the rails, practically bouncing on the toes of her sneakers as she whistles and claps.]
How long have you guys been training for this race? It's really fast!
[With those short little legs, she didn't think it would be able to move like that.]
Re: #5
[She waves at Clefable who is bouncing up and down at her footpad race.]
C'mon Slazzle you can do it! I believe in you!
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That is like, the cutest Pokémon I've ever seen!
[Maybe she's biased because it's so PINK. She's digging out her Pokedex to see who was the first person to find it and check out the dex entry.]
Where did you find it?
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celica | fire emblem echoes: shadows of valentia
(Raising a flock of Mareep is no easy feat especially during late spring when their fleece is close to being shed. Their bulbs burn brightly as a warning sign to avoid touching them as they rub up against one another, quite content with the electricity coursing through their wooly coats when they make contact with one another. It's quite dangerous to herd them around without protective rubber gear, but Celica loaned out her set to her neighbor who has the unfortunate habit of not returning things in a timely fashion.
With dark clouds starting to roll in, it's imperative that she gets them herded into the barn for their own safety otherwise they might act as conduits for the bolts of lightning that come crashing down during a storm like this. So she'll be holding onto a broom, trying to sweep at them to move in a general direction. It... really looks quite silly from the outside, especially if you're a fellow farmer who might not be familiar with Mareep.)
Come now, you must go indoors before the storm arrives. (Sweep, sweep, sweep. Come little Mareep, it's time for sweep.)
🏵B-COURTSHIP;
(Unlike her other friends who have good ties with their families, Celica has very little to offer in that regard. Her father is a fiendish man that she actively hides away from and most of her siblings... well, they did not have the good fortune that she has as a farmer. The only family she has to offer a potential suitor is an overprotective half-brother and her grandpapa. Still, this leaves her with no dowry or promise into a bigger family; only her heart.
Which makes it all the more difficult to reach out to someone to ask them if they would like to court her. Celica's not shy, but her stoicism at times makes it difficult for her to connect with others. She's heard what the other ladies have said about her―that she's too cold to love―so she carries with her a stone of fire. It's warm to the touch, but not too hot, as the magic within it waits for the right Pokemon. It'll make a wonderful gift for someone, she hopes, but... are they even here? She's been wandering the plaza for a while now in hopes of finding that special someone, but it's starting to appear as though she might have missed them.
Unless, of course, you just happened to be that special someone..? Then again, it's possible you're just a concerned friend who has noticed her despondent demeanor from across the way.)
🏵C-COMPETITION;
(Festivals of this nature always both excite and frighten Celica. Being able to see everyone in the town gathered up at once is a remarkable sight, especially when they bring their Pokemon companions along for the celebration. At the same time, she's just not used to being surrounded by so many people that even the slightest bump will make her jump in alarm.
Which might be fun to do considering she's carrying a basket of oranges that are piled too high to be safe. If she drops it or even tips it enough, the oranges will roll everywhere and likely be ruined before the judging begins. It's a prime opportunity for a rival farmer to be malicious... or for a friendly accidental encounter. Either way, it looks like she's not making it to the table without something foul happening―unless, of course, you'd like to provide safe passage for her?)
🏵D-WILDCARD;
(hit me up with a custom prompt if you got them. I haven't solidified what celica's AU is so feel free to toss ideas if you'd like. running the TDM as though she's been here for a while though as a heads up.)
B. Concerned friend is here!
[Then she spots Celica pacing alone in the town square.]
Huh? What's she doing out so late...
[It looks like she's waiting for someone. Kimberly cranes her neck and glances around, but doesn't spot anyone else just yet. Well, as long as she's not interrupting...]
[Squeezing more water out of her hair, she makes her way to the plaza, still glancing around for signs of that other person.]
Hey, Celica! What are you doing out here? Romantic rendezvous?
[She grins hopefully. Please let that be what it is, she wants to gossip with her and get excited and girly.]
Reira Akaba | OTA | Yu-Gi-Oh! ARC-V
[Pokemon Quality Time]
[Even though she chose the pokemon, Reira is still uncertain. She sits outside on one of the steps to the Professor's lab, relatively curled up and peeking out at 'Bulbasaur' from behind her knees. She says nothing. Practically does nothing, in fact, and the Bulbasaur seems just as baffled by this as any other would when passing by.]
...Bu-bah? [The creature greets almost hesitantly, and after a bit, stretches out a vine to poke the young child's knee.]
BuuaaAAaaaaahh.... [Considering she has now curled tighter somehow, that may not have been such a grand idea. In a strange turn of events, the bulbasaur is now looking around from where they sit, for a bit of an assist!
Because seriously, what does he do with this!!]
[TYPHOON!]
[With the relative deluge outside, Reira is beginning to rather regret coming out on the trail. They'd not gotten very far, of course- it was only Route 1, and there wasn't too much to travel through in fact. But then it had started raining. And then it started raining more, and with quiet shouts she and her bulbasaur ended up huddled in the safety of a tree hollow.
There's probably room for one more, if you want? Or maybe you could just help her out.
Please help her out.][TRAINING! Farming! Noobing-!]
[As her neighbors had kindly said, the only way to get better at anything was...Practice.] HRF-!
[Which is exactly what Reira is doing now. She's tiny and small, and still but a child, but it's better now than never or something like that, so she slams her hoe into the dirt as hard as she can.]
BUH-BAAAAAH-!
[Her bulbasaur seems to be doing a bit better at this than her, even if only with tackle. But no matter! She's going to sow so many seeds! Just watch!]
Mnhh...h-f! [SO MAN- oh dear, there goes quite the spray of dirt as she manages to finally slam it down with some force-and a bit of it may have sprayed against someone else.] Ah....
[Eeep.] S...sorry...
Typhoon!
[However, her neighbors called her to ask if Reira had gone to her farm to play, and on the verge of hysterics that no one seemed to know where she was. Kimberly asked to know where she was last seen, and when she heard that Reira had probably gone out to catch a Pokémon, well...it isn't too hard to guess where she went.]
[Grabbing her Pokeball and coaxing Bulbasaur to jump back inside, Kimberly quickly shrugged into her raincoat and rushed outside to Route 1.]
Reiraaaaaa!
[Cupping her hands to her mouth, she yells the little girl's name, struggling to be heard over the howling winds as she slogs through the muddied path and whipping bushes. None of the wild Pokémon attack. Even they don't want to come out on a day like this!]
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BUH-BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH! [Comes its cry in return-at least confirming where Reira herself is. The girl simply clutches her pokemon, waiting until she can at least see Kimberly.]
Noboru Gongenzaka | OTA | Yu-Gi-Oh! ARC-V
[FARMER....NEW?]
['It's about time you set out on your own farm'. That was what his father had said, but it certainly didn't feel like the time at all. Not with one practically bedridden, and his mother strapped for time when it came to managing what was on their own homestead. And yet, here he was carefully arranging his simple belongings in his new farmhouse. To Gongenzaka, he didn't need much. Too much was too complicated-and he knew what he was about!
...Mostly. He wouldn't say no to a new trick or two after all, though for now as he lightly strokes the head of his new charmander friend, the teen takes a deep breath and heads out with his tools.]
Alright! [he announces, nodding as he looks over the farmland. He's got the hoe in hand, and the charmander carries (somehow) one of the bags of turnip seeds.] Let us begin..!
[Off to work they go! Turn that soil! Plant those seeds! (Water them, while they're at it-!) And-
...Well everyone needs a break, so for now he sits against his own fence with the charmander.] Hmnnnhhh...hopefully, we shall be able to plant more than turnips, soon enough...
Chaaar?
MNH-! Watch your tail-!!
[Hopefully, they won't burn down their own farmland, or someone's ankles, before they think too hard about what they'll plant.]
[COMPETITION DAY]
[Gongenzaka, rather frankly, is a tank. He's enormous-even without his steel geta, the farm boy is a solid 5'8''...which wouldn't seem like a lot until someone whispered, very quietly, that he is also currently 14 years of age.
He got the size from his mother, supposedly. What he also got from his mother was all sorts of lessons necessary for living on his own, and that is why he is here.
...........Spinning.
Specifically, he's spinning wool into yarn. It's a Spinning Competition! He's got himself drop spindle with plenty of wool, and it's turning about like there's no tomorrow.
His charmander isn't about to be left out either. Eagerly, she runs back and forth, rapid 'Char char char!' sounds entering the air as she brags and gestures to her trainer in her language. Look!! Look how cool it is!! It's turning into the stuff spinarak make!!
How crazy is that guys!!
On a more serious note, that yarn is some good quality stuff. Probably sells for a pretty penny.]
[WILDCARD]
[Gongenzaka, sure and steady as he is, seems to set himself upon a schedule. Each week, he makes certain to focus on his crops first- watering what must be watered, harvesting what must be harvested. He checks the store for new supplies, sells his own wares, and from there the week is additionally scattered with training on Route 1. If they're to make it to the next town one day, they must be prepared..!
Maybe one day they'll even be Gongenzaka, Charmander, and Someone Else...]
New Farmer
[Now's the hard part: figuring out what she's supposed to do with this hoe. She knows she can't just dump the seeds on the ground and pour water on them. She rolls her sore shoulder and winces. This is hard work, but she's determined to do it right.]
[Thankfully, she's not afraid to ask for help, especially when she spots her next door neighbor going to town on his fields with ease. Can't hurt to ask him for advice! Climbing up onto the lowest rung on the fence, Kimberly leans over and calls out.]
Hey! This is your farm, right? I'm Kimberly!
[She smiles cheerfully and waves.]
Could you show me how to use the hoe? I was hoping I could sow my turnip seeds before it gets dark, but I'm kinda new to all this.
!!!! OHHHH!!
His charmander, certainly, is waving just as happily as Kim herself.] Auh-! Yes! [He answers after a brief moment of stupor, not quite used to saying as much yet.] Though, admittedly, I, the man Gongenzaka, have only recently set out to begin one on my own...
[Mmmm...but, that is hardly the point, as he hurriedly focuses on what Kim is asking.] Mm! You need help with the hoe? ...I could certainly help with that then! [He decides, coming over with a nod. ] Have you chosen where you intend to sow the seeds, then?
Kimberly Hart | Power Rangers
So this is it!
[Kimberly stands at the gate of the parcel of land she's been granted. It's full of rocks. And branches. And weeds. It's going to take some time cleaning all of that up before she can even think of planting any kind of seeds. She's tied her hair up into a ponytail, and put on a pair of worn overalls since she won't mind if they get dirty (and they totally will), and now she's awkwardly tapping the watering can against the side of her leg as she tries to figure out where she's even supposed to begin.]
[There's a light nudge against the back of her calf, and Kim yelps in surprise as she drops her tools and whirls around. A pair of bright red eyes stares inquisitively up at her.]
Bulba bulba?
Oh, it's you. Sorry.
[She kneels down to pet the Pokémon's head, and it leans affectionately into her palm.]
I'm not really used to having a Pokémon around. Umm...you wouldn't...happen to know the best way to till a field, would you?
[Kim twists her ring finger, brows raised. Of course a Pokémon wouldn't--]
Saur!
[Whoa, it just nodded! She didn't know Pokémon could understand spoken language, but this one seems totally smart! ...Except it's running away from the field. Kimberly stands to her feet, quirking her mouth to one side.]
Hey, what gives?! I thought we were supposed to be a team!
[Little does she know that Bulbasaur knows exactly what to do. The best way to till a field is to get help from a friend! And that's where you come in, because there's a Bulbasaur suddenly charging STRAIGHT FOR YOU yelling 'SAAAAUUUUUR!', vines flailing. It will use them to herd you toward Kimberly's farm by force if it has to!]
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8. Blasting Off Again! - Open to people needing a rescue, or fighting partners, or Team Rocket!
[There are reasons for the disguise, of course. Kimberly has a family and friends, and she doesn't want any of these clumsy goons going after them in retaliation for what she's about to do. Because as nervous as she is about fighting these guys, there's no way she'll let these super dweebs steal the sick Pokémon from the Pokémon Center.]
[She takes a deep breath to calm her nerves, closes her eyes, and thinks back to her training. She's a top gymnast. She knows how to throw a punch or a kick.]
What could go wrong, right?
[Her Pidgeotto spreads its wings and squawks affirmatively. She's got this. She's like, totally got this.]
[With her courage gathered, Kimberly places the helmet on her head.]
Let's go kick some Rocket butt!
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[Billy was backing her up. Not because he was timid or anything, but because it was cool to let a strong woman take the lead in a situation, right? Besides, she was far more equipped to help than he was, as his strengths lay elsewhere.]
Kimberly, they're using Poison types; if you have any psychic or ground-based moves, now's the time to use them!
[Letting loose his Squirtle, he... was painfully outclassed in terms of typing.]
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[Kimberly hesitates, trying to choose from among her six Pokémon. Ivysaur had to come, but wasn't going to be much help against the poison types. Her trusty Aerodactyl didn't have any psychic or ground moves either.]
[There's a little voice of doubt in her head that warns her to go back and spend some time being more prepared, but...if she does, these creeps might get away!]
[She closes her fist and gives a sharp nod.]
We're just going to have to fight with what we've got. Come on, Aerodactyl!
[She lobs the Pokeball with an underhanded toss, and with a burst of light, the ancient Pokémon beats its leathery wings and rises with an intimidating roar.]
What about you, Billy? Can you do this?
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William "Billy" Cranston | Mighty Morphin' Power Rangers
[Billy took a break; he wasn't used to this kind of work, but already he could see ways to streamline the process and make things more efficient. There were some tools available for purchase, but making the money would be a steep climb; it would be cheaper to build some of them from scratch.]
So to efficiently spread water over the widest area while not over-watering the epicenter, a dish with some modifications could possibly...
[He was lost in thought, sketching some ideas in his book on a bench.]
[ b | t r a i n i n g ]
Okay, so let's see...
[The most efficient want of training Squirtle would be to find a please that had Pokemon weak to water types. However, Pallet Town was a rather... unremarkable collection of Pidgeys and Rattatas, along with the occasional Spearow. And none of them were weak against water. Well, this wasn't as productive as he wanted at all.]
I mean, you're not getting any stronger from watering crops...
[ c | w i l d card ]
[Go wild.]
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[On the other hand, said trainer is that strange priestess girl from up the hill, the one that spends more time praying at the Goddess Pond than making friends with anyone else. There are rumors about her, saying that she has the power to curse people.]
[The unsmiling gaze she levies briefly at Billy does seem a little intense. She offers no friendly greeting, nor does she slow her walk at all.]
[The Charmander, however, offers a little wave from behind Raye's back. At least one of them is personable.]
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Miss Hino... and Mars.
[Billy waved, as did his Squirtle.]
...
[Actually, he did have a question about the Goddess Pond.]
Miss Hino, may I please have a moment?
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Mamoru Chiba | Pretty Guardian Sailoir Moon
[Well, this was a conundrum. Team Rocket decided to crash a party where the owner held a coveted Moon Stone, and while Mamoru didn't really want to cause a scene, he had to make sure that his efforts were not in vain so he could take that Moon Stone himself.]
Hmm.
[It appeared that someone was standing up to Team Rocket. Pausing for a bit, Mamoru decided to keep an eye. Yes, he had the Moon Stone in his possession, but standing idly by and allowing innocent people to get hurt wasn't going to sit well with his conscience.]
[ b | typhoon / b l i z z a r d ]
Tch...
[Mamoru clutched his chest. It wasn't enough that there was a raging blizzard outside (it never had blizzards around here! Did a wild Pokemon decide to use the move?), but he was also injured and his Bulbasaur was low on health. Unfortunately, there was no way around it; he had to wait out the storm, and hope he could heal enough by the time he got back to town. This cave seemed nice enough, and a Repel was in effect.]
[ c | w i l d card ]
[Go for it.]
B. Blizzard
[A few more minutes pass, with the light growing brighter, until it finally illuminates Raye's figure. The light is coming from the tail of her trusty Charmander, something she's come to appreciate very much since she hasn't obtained the Flash move just yet.]
[When that light falls on Mamoru, she comes up short, surprise written all over her face.]
Mamoru?
[That surprise changes to alarm when she sees his condition. She hurries forward, dropping to her knees next to him.]
What happened to you?! Let me see your injury.
[Her brisk tone indicates she won't accept any arguments or protests on his part. If he's bleeding, then they'll need to clean and bandage his wounds before anything else.]
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Just bad timing, is all.
[He removes his hand to show a slight gash on his torso, ripped through his shirt.]
My Bulbasaur has nearly fainted and I took a blow from a wild Pokemon in its place. It's a flesh wound, but the blizzard is too tough to navigate through back to the city.
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Raye Hino | Sailor Moon: English Dub (yeah, deal with it)
[There are rumors about the girl who lives with her
lecherousold grandfather up on the hill by the Goddess Pond. Some say she's got psychic powers. Some say she can curse people with a look. She's not very friendly -- whenever she's in town, she barely talks to anyone but the shopkeep, and she doesn't smile at people either.][The truth is, no one knows much at all about Raye Hino, and she'd like to keep it that way. She doesn't need friends, she's just here to help out her grandfather. That's it. He's getting too old to maintain the upkeep of the shrine, despite his spry and energetic ways.]
[Still... It's not like the rumors don't bother her. If someone had the guts to say it to her face, she could tell them off. But no one does. The only one who seems to be all that interested is that kooky professor that moved in, insisting that she had a special talent for bonding with Pokémon and wouldn't she love to take care of this Charmander?]
[It turns out she would. And she does. It's kind of nice seeing it curl up at the foot of her bed, tail burning softly as it snoozes. The farming thing, though... That one she has to think about.]
[After a week of meditation, and talking it over with her grandfather, she supposes it might be nice to keep a few chickens, and the fresh vegetables would be good for her grandfather's help. So sure. She'll try her hand at farming.]
[And that marks the first time Raye's ever been seen in normal clothes instead of her trademark shrine maiden outfit. The loose, long sleeves of her baggy yellow shirt flutter against her elbows as she slams the hoe into the ground, turning up the soil. She brushes the sweat from her brow and exhales. Looks like it'll be a while before they can afford those chickens, but she can be patient. She tips her head back and drinks deeply from her water bottle, only to catch sight of someone looking at her near the gate. She frowns.]
If you're looking for the shrine, it's further up the road near the pond.
[She swears, if someone came all this way just to gawk or find more fodder for the rumor mill, she's going to chase them off her property forcefully.]
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1st Day of Summer
[One would think that a priestess wouldn't show up to the annual Beach Day to celebrate the first day of summer, not in a swimsuit anyway. One would be an idiot in that case, because that's what Raye totally did. And she looks fantastic in a bikini. A pair of sunglasses are pushed on top of her head as she strides across the sand, a chair under her arm, and a sports bag slung over her shoulder.]
[She unfolds the chair and seats herself, rubbing some sunblock between her hands and smoothing it over her arms. Even shrine maidens can't go wrong with a little tan.]
[That's weird. She's being her usual aloof self, but there's a more relaxed air about her. Could it be that she's actually...happy?]
[Great Gravelers, she just might be!]
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Sick Friends
[Raye is miserable. Stuck in bed with a bad cold, she has no choice but to neglect her chores. Twice her grandfather caught her hacking up a lung while trying to milk the cow (the first time) and gather eggs (the second time). Her quarreling isn't that effective when her voice growls and squeaks.]
[At least she's in bed now, the covers pulled up to her neck, her Charmander sitting on her stomach in an attempt to keep her warm. She's starting to get hungry, and her eyes keep flitting to the kitchen. Honestly, Raye isn't much of a cook, but she does have some turnips saved. It couldn't be that hard to make some Turnip Soup...]
'Chaaaaaaaaaaaaar...'
[The Charmander growls a warning at her, its tail blazing a little brighter.]
...Fine. You're so bossy.
[Takes after her, she supposes. She coughs against her fist and sighs. She could call someone to help her out, but she's far too stubborn for that. She just has to wait for Grandpa to go to bed, then she can sneak out with the watering can.]