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[Kurt was on his way home from today's Brigade meeting, when he decided to opt for the shortcut home, teleporting to the top of building seven, appearing on the edge in a crouched position. or at least, that was the plan, until a surprised flaming mutant turkey suddenly lunged at him from nowhere.

This is surprising enough that he slips and falls off the building. Fortunately he quickly teleports the rest of the distance to the ground, landing with a thud on his back and his journal slipping out of his grip and opening up. For a moment, he stares up in shock at whatever that was until a moment later, it jumps down AFTER HIM and leans over him, inspecting the strange disappearing human.]

H-hey! Nice turkey! Trust me, you don't want to eat me, the fuzzy one doesn't taste so good, yeah?

[Anyone's free to see the events above unfold, or just find him afterward hanging out with the strange turkey outside of Building 7 until (or even after) Sapphire shows up to reclaim her Pokemon.]

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Well, get over here. You can see the turkey, I'll pinch you, and we'll see what happens. [Charade or not, he's not going to let it drop so easy.]

If it's all the same to you, I think I'll just stay home and make dinner. I've had enough weirdness for one week.

[Then, she brightens.]

How does anchovy and pineapple pizza sound?

If you say so. [But at that...] A little weird. But not as weird as everything else. Sounds good to me!

You'll have to give me your complete and honest opinion. It'll be way better than those Home Ec muffins, I promise.

Yeah... [Before he commits, hm...] But if not, frozen dinners, right?

Hey, my cooking's not that bad! You totally liked my enchiladas. [Though who the hell knows what was in that "special sauce"]

... those were supposed to be enchiladas? [They weren't bad, but... he thought they were something else entirely.]

Yes! They were supposed to be. You even brought some down to Rogue after her whole...thing. [You suck, Kurt. She thought she was starting to get the hang of this!]

[Him and his big mouth.] Well, Rogue really liked them!

[You're a lying liar that lies!] I thought she didn't even try it. She was being all broody or whatever.

But they really smelled good!

Just give it up, Kurt. If it's really that terrible, you can find your own food. [Humpf!]

Hey, I'm sorry. I'm sure pineapple and anchovies will be great. Maybe I could help out too, yeah? I used to help my mother cook back home. [There wasn't much else he could do, after all.]

You did? [Sigh.] I mean, I guess that could be fun.

[He'll try not to show her up. Just... salvage the meal at some key ingredient choices.]

Just let me find who owns this Pokemon and I'll be back at the apartment, okay?

[She'd appreciate it, really.]

Okay. I'll wait until you come back, then.

[And so, after ditching Sapphire and her murderbeasts, Kurt will be back later. On the top of the refrigerator with a sudden bamf. Now... where is Kitty?]

[She's just walking into the kitchen at the sound of that bamf.]

Any luck finding them?

[At least he didn't surprise her. ~~Which takes away some of the fun.~~]

Yeah, it belonged to one of the kids I met on my first day. So... Pokemon are definitely real. At least here.

[She knew you were coming and she heard you before she saw you. Fail. Better luck next time, you fuzzy blue meanie.]

If I was still in third grade, I'd be going crazy.

[Next time he'll just have to put a bat tracker on her, so he knows exactly when to appear in front of her.]

I don't know, in real life, they're still pretty cool. [Besides, once they get to college, Pokemon will be huge.]

[Isn't that a comforting thought.]

If you say so.

[She heads to the fridge and opens it, taking out the ingredients she'd grabbed from the grocery and putting them on the counter.]

I hope pre-made crust is okay.

[When she goes for the fridge, he teleports to the other side of the kitchen. You know, to be polite.]

Oh sure. I'm pretty hungry, the sooner we get done, the better.

[RUDE. She fans the air by her face with an irritated expression.]

Kurt! If this tastes like sulfur it's totally your fault.

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