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[The sound of a young man's excited screaming against the backdrop of one of Union's many streets greets anyone tuning in to the Warp Band's feed late that afternoon. The image, featuring one Harima running circles around a very bewildered looking beast of a boar, wobbled as the recorder adjusted focus. Varying cries of 'Napoleon? What in the Savior's name happened? and an low (and incredibly confused) 'swiiiiiiiiiiine~' can be heard at varying points.

Harima expected Napoleon to evolve at some point soon. He just didn't expect his little friend to become bigger than his bedroom!

The rough looking young man shot a glance directly at the feed, not seeming to realize that the whole scene was being recorded.]

Alexander, stop goofing off! Get Channa, or Yakumo-- or anyone but Itoko!

[The feed cut off abruptly as it was dropped into the streets, closing out with a short and pointed 'Poli!' before it went out.]

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[Unionites: beware! Hurtling down any and every street around the city is a newly minted and incredibly confused Mamoswine. Napoleon's hungry, and a few curry puffs isn't going to fix that problem this time....

Fortunately, there are plenty of restaurants in town that throw perfectly good food away!]

Napoleon-- don't eat that! It's gross!

[Harima, who had been riding atop the pokemon all afternoon in search of a reasonable place for his friend to stay, pulled at the pokemon's ears, tusks, tail-- anything to try to get Napoleon to not raid the dumpsters. Unfortunately, Mamoswines are a lot harder to budge than a Swinub...]

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[That bit of information seemed to take Harima off guard.]

That's right. Even good restaurants can have bad food.

[Although he knew that both he and Napoleon were both fairly familiar with dumpster diving, Harima himself had never done it for food. That was just....no.]

I think he'll eat just about anything, Kotori. Evolving into something so big must've taken lots of energy.

[Who knows what that food may have been mixed with? even restaurants mess up, yes, and Napoleon is eating his way to an stomachache at this rate. As a pokemon lover (and kind of a pokemon) Kotori can't let this go on further.]

Roger, let's see...

[With careful steps the birdy girl approaches Napoleon and brings the container closer to it, hoping the scent gains his attention. Freshly baked sweets surely smell better than thrown away food, right?]

[It does. It smells alot better, like love that had been coated in warmth and sugar. With a grunt Napoleon pulled himself out of the dumpster and turned his big nose toward Kotori, absolutely shuddering with excitement at this new and interesting scent.

But this was a person, not a dumpster, and Napoleon at least tried to have manners when it came to humans who were nice to him and his friends.

Harima, for his part, laughed softly.]

Looks like he want's some, doesn't it?

[He reached up to scratch the Mamoswine on the ear, as a thank you for waiting. They would both need baths before the day was over...but, that was a small price to pay.]

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[Given that she is the kind of chef who believes "love is the secret behind delicious meals" they may as well contain both love, warmth and sugar. Kotori's bright smile as the Mamoswine's attention shifts from the trash to her pokepuffs is a nice extra for this delicious treat.]

So it seems! I can make more if you want so don't go around eating that kind of stuff, okay? it's not good for you.

[After that surprisingly motherly reprimand Kotori lowers herself to the pokemon's level, letting the charming pokepuffs in it's reach. Bon appetit!.]

[There's no need to shift your stance, Kotori. Napoleon has gone from his lunchbag sized self to an 8 foot hulking beast of thick hair and frozen tusks-- hence the current hunger spree. He delicately lowers his big nose into the case and carefully starts scooping the poke puffs up with a delighted look in his eyes. They were delicious!]

Sure. We'll take 'em if it's not outta your way. [Harima had no means of paying her, after all, but if they were saving her from having too many leftovers, that was another story.]

[The young girl understood that simply moments after actually doing that when the eager Mamoswine began eating. He truly grew up a lot after evolution, didn't he? her free hand moves to pet Napoleon's head while he enjoys the generous snack.]

Baking it's my hobby so it's really not an issue.

[She does make too much sometimes after all.]