「a little birdie told me something special, something secret」

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[mahouchrono]

If you're sure.

[He doesn't mind. He's just confused, especially with how skittish Silver was just before this.

But hey, he won't look a gift horse in the mouth.]

[feistytrader]

[Look, Milla likes you and you're making a treat for Pokémon. He's going to try to get along.

Besides, Ludger's stirring up something that looks a lot more like a poffin, and Silver glows a little while watching him. Keep stirring, keep stirring--!]

[mahouchrono]

[He doesn't really get it, but stirring is easy enough for him to do at least. He smiles a bit when he notices Silver watching more closely, but still remains focused on what he's doing.]

[feistytrader]

Stir faster now.

[It's halfway cooked at this point, and there's no way anything's gonna spill out. It has to be stirred as fast as possible to keep anything from burning.

Cooking mini games!]

[mahouchrono]

[He nods, before his movements quicken. Stirring faster is easy enough, even if he has to curl his arm around the bowl and hold it closer than before.]

[feistytrader]

[Impressive, gun guy. It looks like it's almost done, so Silver gets the tray full of the first try at making poffins so Ludger has somewhere to put it. Or maybe he can dramatically flip it in the air and have it land on the tray. Whatever fits his fancy, really.]

[mahouchrono]

[Considering he has no idea what to actually do with them? Nah. No fancy for him. He looks at the tray, curious as to what to do with them.

So

What do.]