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Jeff, God of Biscuits [Saturday Night]

John's actually been studying today. He'd left his room briefly to give Aeryn a note but otherwise? He'd been holed up studying and sleeping.

So, he's hungry and he wants pastries. And Jeff's is the best place in town to go get pastries, getting pastries.

[John is here for one specific person and the thread is locked to that person. If you need J, GOB for anything else, feel free!]

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"I think so, Jessie, but if the Farfetch'd crossed the road to get to the other side, what do you suppose was on the other side that he found so appealing?"

Jessie smacks him.

"No you idiot! If we brought the boss back a new Pokemon, imagine how much he'd reward us. Piles of riches! A whole no wardrobe of costumes! No more eating snow and instant noodles for us!"

Cam-Mollusc poked at the side of the ball nearest to the two legger with even stranger hair than Two-Legger-Who-Makes-Food-Giver-Two-Legger-Make-Strange-Noises.

/Food?/

"But I like instant noodles," James says with a pout as he rubs his reddened cheek with one hand, clutching the amazing transparent Pokeball in the other. "And look at the little guy, Jessie! He doesn't want to part with u-- wait... Did you say riches?"

She's getting in the swing of things. "Piles of riches! I can buy myself a nice place to live! Fine cuisine! Better partners."

She notices the animal poking back at her. "Do you think we need to do anything for this thing? Maybe it came in here looking for food too."

James blinked down at the pokeball and shrugged a little.

"The little guy does look a little hungry, doesn't he? Have any Pokemon Chow handy, or should we see if he likes glazed donuts?"

Cam-Mollusc flailed happily at the mention of food.

Jessie smiled. "I'll take that as a yes."

She dug through her pockets for the few coins the two of them had, and used them to buy a half-dozen donuts. She looked back at the glass pokeball.

"So, you weird little Tentacool-thing, would you prefer a honey glazed or sprinkled one?"

Cam-Mollusc eagerly flailed at the ones covered in what looked like colourful squid-flakes.

"Aww, he wants the sprinkles, Jessie! Give him the sprinkles!"

James might have been bouncing excitedly. He might also have been growing rather fond of the strange little Tentacool.

This, of course, would be his soft-spot for wee cute things, marring his sense of judgment.
He had to remind himself that there were riches in store. Riches made the possibility of giving the cute little guy to the boss entirely worthwile.

She shrugs and fishes the sprinkled donut out of the bag. She's long used to animals that have opinions of their own, and a squid choosing its own donut is no exception. Jessie, not being the brightest, opens the lid to feed the squid the donut.

Cam-Mollusc flailed as wee giant squids are wont to. He wrapped a tencle around the donut.

/Foodfoodfoodfooooooood!/

"Aw, Jessie, he's so cuuuuute!," James squealed, perhaps getting too far into his costume-character of choice. "Look at how he attacks that donut! He has no fear, Jessie! No fear at all!"

He hugged the little glass pokeball to his chest, a big smile on his face.

Cam-Mollusc gobbled down the donut. Since he was but a wee squid, it was the equivalent of giving a smal child a kilogram of sugar.

/Play!Play!Play!Play!Play!Play!Play!/

He decided to hug the nice two legger back.

There was a wee Tentacool thing! Wrapping its wee little Tentacool tentacles around his face!

If James didn't think the little guy was so cute, he might have been concerned. But he was used to being chewed on by larger fare than this little guy, so he mostly shrugged it off.

He had a VictreeBell for a star Pokemon, so he was rather used to being attatched to by nifty critters.

Gleefully, he offered the little guy a few gentle scratches on the... head... with one finger.

Cam-Mollusc happily patted Fun-Head-Scratchy-Two-Legger.

/My kitty!/

He wondered if Scary-Hair-Treat-Giver would also like a hug.

Jessie tries to contain her amusement at James getting wrapped-up by yet another creature, and fails. That boy was like a magnet for things with tentacles.

She notices the Tentecool-thing's waving in her general direction, and gives it a nervous pat. Nice squidy.

Cam-Mollusc liked pats!

/New friend! New friend! New friend! New friend!/

He reached out a tentacle for Scary-Hair-Treat-Giver's arm.

James couldn't help but grin.

"It looks like you've made a new friend, Jessie. See, he likes you!"

She shakes her arm a bit trying to get the tentacle off. Nope, it won't budge.

"I wish it would love me just a little less. I thought things with tentacles trying to eat you was *your* thing?"

"It might very well be my thing, but that doesn't mean that you don't deserve a little tentacled affection every now and then, too. Isn't he cute?"

~~The mun's mind is taking this in wrong directions, then steering it back desperately before posting. Tripes.~~

Cam-Mollusc gripped Scary-Hair-Treat-Giver's arm.

Cutely.

She shakes her arm harder, but the tentacles still won't come off.

"James? I think we might have a problem here."

/Playplayplayplayplay!/

Cam-Mollusc happily waved the tentacles not holding Jessie.

James blinked, then proceeded to finger-scratch the little tentacool's head some more.

"Come on, little buddy. Jessie isn't so much for the hugging. But no worries, you can get all the snuggles you want from me because I am evil, and then we can take you to meet a new friend! He'll really like you!"

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