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Zwei - [Action + Voice]

[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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[Since it doesn't bother him that much and he isn't looking at her at the moment, he wouldn't notice it anyway.]

It's faster this way, anyway. Maybe next time.

Don't tell me you can make that homemade too.

[He shrugs.]

If I had instructions, maybe.

I guess I should try and find a cookbook somewhere, huh? I'm thinking of it too much like chemistry class. You know, trial and error, testing out each variable...

[Wow, did that sound geeky. Quick, rebound!]

Or like, just grabbing whatever looks good at the moment.

[Grin, grin. Though she's not really sure who she's trying to impress at the moment. It's just Kurt.]

[If only Kurt knew Kitty was a closet nerd... Those words of science coming out of her mouth are a little odd, but not enough for him to think much of of it.]

Or maybe a little of both. The jalapeno and anchovies pizza wasn't bad, just way too spicy.

[More like a locker nerd.]

It wasn't that spicy. [Big baby. She likes spicy food.]

I guess I could just stick to plain old pepperoni and cheese, but isn't that kind of boring?

[He was sheltered as a child. He didn't have much spicy food!]

Back home, one pizza we would have had lots of beef, peppers, potatoes, and onions. Another... flat bread with onions, sour cream, and pork fat. [And it was delicious. Don't judge him.]

The first one doesn't sound bad, but the second? Mega disgusting.

Old family recipe. It's better than it sounds.

Ew, no. I think I'll pass.

[Maybe he'll just make it some day. And not tell her. Sweet revenge.]

Anyway, yeah. Just pepperoni is boring.

[Jerk. And you say her cooking is bad.]

Okay, so we need to find a happy medium. I'll agree to no jalapenos if you agree to no pork fat. [Bleck!]

[It's an old family recipe.]

Okay, fine. Deal. But you really don't know what you're missing.

Then I won't really miss it.

Okay, next on the chopping block - anchovies. They're really not that bad, are they? I know most people think they're gross but I like them.

Anchovies... not my favorite, but not bad. They can stay. [Grudgingly.]

Okay then, name something you hate, because I need something to trade for the sour cream.

Well, it's not really sour cream. It's crème fraîche. More like... butter, right?

Whatever it is, it still sounds gross on pizza.

Fine, fine. I'll trade you that... for cabbage. I really don't like cabbage.

Ew, yeah, it smells like Lance's old gym socks. No, pick something we don't agree on. How about the pineapple?

The pineapples are fine. It could even be good on pizza. [He has to think about this. Something she likes and he doesn't... Maybe the special sauce could be a little less special?] Nothing else comes to mind.

[Aw, c'mon, you have to love the specialness. It's her own secret recipe composed of...a dash of every single spice in the spice cabinet at the time. It adds lots of flavor!]

All right, but if you get the urge to put anything funky on it, just do half, okay? Maybe that's a better way.

[Which would explain why it's unique every time she makes it.]

Yeah, likewise. [He checks the sauce, By now it's thick enough for them to use.]

[She leans against the counter again, watching him do whatever with the sauce. A moment of quiet passes between them before she speaks again.]

Hey, Kurt?

[He'd been a little involved in what he was doing at the time, but the break in the silence was a welcome one. He looks up from what he's doing, setting it aside for the moment.]

Yeah?

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