before I was an orphan boy...

[tearsofademon]

Who: little!Sion, little!Ryner, and their collective Pokemon
Where: their house in Ecruteak
When: May 12, during Time Crisis
Summary: what happens when two little boys wake up in a mysterious house together with a few dozen mysterious (and confused) critters
Rating: let's go with PG because they are tinies but, well, this is still LOLH
Log:

It's strange to fall asleep in your own bed and wake up in one twice the size that you know isn't your own, in an unfamiliar room.

It's perhaps even stranger to wake up in that bed to find another unknown child sleeping next to you in that bed.

And perhaps even stranger still, all the mysterious animals that maybe bear some resemblance to those in story books if you squint. Like the pink puffball. Or the two cats with scythe-like horns.

...But it's also strange, but it somehow feels like it's okay. Even if he can't explain why. So for now, he just blinks.

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[dreamsofahero]

"Is it magic...?"

Perhaps in other worlds, that would be an absurd question, but where he's from, it's a perfectly logical conclusion to come to.

[tearsofademon]

"Dad says magic uses circles, but I didn't see any..." And his dad knew the most about magic of anyone, so surely he would know if there was an exception, right?

The inky thing picks up her pen and, kind of meekly, writes a note for the boys: It's a microwave.

[dreamsofahero]

He looks at the note, frowning in concentration as he tries to piece together what it means. Which, quite honestly, he can't figure out for the life of him.

"Umm... What does that mean?"

[tearsofademon]

...Well, she has gathered that these two are from a world very much unlike her own, so though this takes her aback for a moment, she recovers quickly. How to explain it to children, though...?

Eventually, she writes It runs on electricity, and it makes vibrations in the air that heat food quickly.

That was good enough, right? Not completely accurate, but she never really cared all that much about physics...

[dreamsofahero]

Well that... sort of makes sense. He still doesn't fully understand it, though.

"Like a special kind of oven...?"

Even if he's never heard of an oven remotely like it.

[tearsofademon]

The inky thing nods. Oh good, that's an explanation that works.

"Wow..." the boy comments, looking over the oven again. "I don't really get it, but that sounds amazing!"

[dreamsofahero]

"Yeah..."

Although, while the kids might have been distracted by the strange shiny technology, their stomachs certainly aren't followed, given how this one's suddenly decides to let out a small rumble.

"Ah, sorry..." That was rude, right?

[tearsofademon]

The other boy's stomach follows suit, rumbling quietly but audibly as though in direct reply. "Ehehe..."

The inky thing just smiles warmly and floats a little closer to offer the pizza bagels again. Really, eat, please.

[dreamsofahero]

Well, it's obvious that the food is being offered to them to eat, and he is quite hungry, but... is it okay for him to go first, or should he wait? Everything is so strange here, he doesn't know what the right thing to do is.

[tearsofademon]

If Sion isn't going to take initiative, the other boy will.

"Thank you very much!" he tells the inky thing, because one should always be polite. And then he picks up a pizza bagel off the plate.

...But he doesn't eat it yet, instead glancing in Sion's direction with a smile. He doesn't explicitly say something like okay it's your turn, but that's kind of the implication here.

[dreamsofahero]

Oh, well, then it's probably okay then.

"Thank you very much," he says, managing not to mumble as he reaches to take one himself. He's never had food quite like this before, but it doesn't look (or smell) unpleasant, at least.

[tearsofademon]

Satisfied that Sion has in fact taken some, he takes a bite.

"..."

It's. Different. But not in a bad way.

[dreamsofahero]

He takes a tentative bite as well. It's definitely different, yes, but it's tastier than some things he's used to eating, too, so it definitely isn't bad.

[tearsofademon]

After he finishes swallowing his first bite, he smiles and turns to Sion. "What do you think?"

There's a small concern that if he shares his opinion first, it'll color Sion's. So he'll ask before he says anything.

[dreamsofahero]

"It's good..." he says after a moment to consider. "I've never had anything like it before."

[tearsofademon]

"Me neither," he says with a big grin before taking another bite.

The inky thing gives a small sigh of relief. They like it! They're eating!

[dreamsofahero]

He wonders what this food is called... The individual ingredients are more or less familiar, but not the combination. He doesn't ask, though; the fact that he was being given food in the first place was impressive enough as it was, without him risking trouble by sounding like he's complaining or something.

[tearsofademon]

He doesn't ask what it's called either, though less because he worries that it's rude to, and more that it doesn't occur to him. What it's made of is far more important than what it's called, and what it's made of is good.

"It's really good," he tells the inky black thing in between bites. "Thanks so much!"

[dreamsofahero]

It must be nice not to have to worry about such things.... Though his attention is mostly on his food right now. Particularly, trying to eat it without making a mess and getting crumbs everywhere.