Don't Worry, Be Happy

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Who: Kotoha and Fumi
Where: Shops and SURPRISE LOCATION
Summary: Fumi's upset because Agatha Heterodyne is gone, so Kotoha has proposed a Girl's Day Out
Warnings: Standard Kotoha ridiculousness

Directly after last night's conversation, Kotoha sprung into action! It didn't take long to get everything set up for the next day, and now it is the next day, so she's turning up at Fumi's place at a reasonable hour, decked out in her preferred shopping outfit of jeans and a powder-blue blouse, with her hair pulled back in a braid.

It's probably for the best not to be instantly recognizable if you're planning on hitting one of the Visitor Merch shops, after all.

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This... this taste is extraordinary.

[Literally unlike anything she's had before.]

Is this berry quite rare in your world?

[Leaning back against the wall of the hot tub, Fumi sinks down a little lower, sipping at the juice as she relaxes.]

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"Actually, it's the most common and prolific kind there is."

Another sip.

"Someone with a decent sized backyard could produce anywhere from two hundred and sixteen to three hundred twenty four Oran berries a day."

[terminally_clever]

That's a rather specific range.

[Fumi takes another sip, stretching her legs out below the water as she relaxes and accidentally brushing her foot up against Kotoha's. She blushes momentarily before pulling it back, trying to play it off like nothing happened. They're in a somewhat intimate setting, so it's just unexpected enough to set off a reaction like that from her normally stoic countenance.]

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"I did the math based on thirty six separate plants producing anywhere from six to - eep!"

Kotoha's cheerful explanation is cut off by a sudden squeak of choked-off laughter as Fumi's foot brushes against hers, followed shortly thereafter by a wide-eyed stare and a crimson flush.

Apparently, Fumi accidentally found the one place she's ticklish.

[terminally_clever]

[Well, that's different. What would have been embarrassing has now turned fun - at least for Fumi. Within seconds, she brings her foot back around to brush her toes up against the bottom of Kotoha's sole.]

Yes? Tell me more.

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Kotoha makes a valiant attempt to continue her explanation.

"S-six to nine b-berrrries a d-day..."

And then it is lost to breathless, tickle-induced giggles.

[terminally_clever]

I'm listening.

[Bringing her second foot over, she wiggles her toes against Kotoha's while the other continues lightly tickling at her soles.]

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Finally, finally, it occurs to Kotoha to curl up her legs and sit on them. She glances off to one side as she recovers, avoiding eye contact with Fumi.

Fumi the troll.

[terminally_clever]

You can hardly blame me. You would have done the same thing in my position.

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There's a slight pause as Kotoha looks at Fumi, opens her mouth, raises her finger...and stays like that for a few seconds before closing her mouth and looking off to the side again.

"...yeah, pretty much."

[terminally_clever]

I'm finished. You can relax. It's hardly worth escalating hostilities at this point.

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Kotoha steadies herself with another sip of juice.

"...so, anyway, two to three hundred berries a day, assuming standard soil conditions and a single person tending the fields. The industrial farmers, they have Grass types to monitor the health of the plants, Water types to keep them hydrated, and Ground types to maintain high soil quality, so they can produce a lot more."

[terminally_clever]

How many have you managed to grow here?

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"I've got six pots and I have Tomoe look after them, so I have about thirty six a day? Thirty net."

[terminally_clever]

Impressive for an amateur.

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"Eh, I had a farm in the dream world for a while, I know the tricks."

[terminally_clever]

You've had a staggering number of jobs 'for a while.'

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A lazy shrug sends strands of long chestnut hair drifting around Kotoha like a veil.

"I'm pretty good at delegating and making sure things run smoothly, really."

A slight pause as she pulls her hair back into order.

"...hey, there's something I've been meaning to ask for a while now. Why haven't you contacted me about some of the entries in the Pokedex data yet?"

[terminally_clever]

What about them? I've already read through all the entries.

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Kotoha pauses to stare searchingly at Fumi for a long moment.

"...ohhhh. I was pretty sure I told you, but I guess I didn't, huh?"

Okay, now she gets it.

"Fumi, my Pokedex is a research model. The entries are only filled out when I catch something."

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[Hang on. Just a moment while Fumi fully realizes what that means.]

...I see.

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Kotoha will just pour herself another glass of juice and soak while Fumi processes.

[terminally_clever]

So what you're telling me is that you - personally - battled with and captured each and every Pokemon listed in there.

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"Some I traded for, but yeah, mostly."

Siiip.

"...for some reason, I got Palkia, Dialga, and Giratina in the mail."

Yes. Someone mailed her the dragon-gods of space, time, and antimatter.

[terminally_clever]

Your life gives me a headache, Kotoha.